At the end of the prosperous dynasty, the Xiongnu entered the pass, and the sixteen states were in turmoil, with heroes vying for the throne and fighting for the top spot.
Sang Jue always understood that his father had done enough. He drove these plundering horses from the land of the sixteen states so that the people would not have to live in water and fire.
But outside the country's borders, the Huns, who were eyeing him with eagerness, never left.
My father said: The so-called Great Yu should be like the sun in the sky, shining brightly.
He will one day take over such authority.
Dayu's horse's hooves will crush all conspiracies. In the face of unprecedented power, all covetousness will fly away like snow.
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When Xiang Bozhen was seventeen years old, he accompanied the emperor on his expeditions to the north and south. The young general had the most ardent spirit. He could bend his bow to attract the feathers and raise his head to hunt the wolf.
Also in the same year, the emperor said to him
"Prince Jue is young, you will take care of him from now on."
So he dismounted and put away his bow, like a tame eagle, willing to rest on the eaves of the young man's house.
He spent half his life inside the gilded red wall, until Sang Jue stood on the city wall, and the young emperor drew his bow to full length, lighting it up like a comet setting a prairie fire for hundreds of miles.
He said: "Xiang Zhenyan, run, go kill -!"
"Dayu is rich in sixteen states, and you have the most powerful horses. You can go anywhere in the world."
"Don't be trapped by me."
Intention: The young man will eventually shine brightly.