At the age of 4, Yan Kongyu's mother died on that late snowy night. She dragged her stumped leg and never stepped out of the front door before she died. The first time he met his father, and also the last time, was because his younger brother came to play for fun. After being slapped by him, he knelt in the ancestral hall until the sky turned pale, without saying a word no. Without his father in his eyes, he no longer had anything, and he only had himself.
Purpose: Those who master classical Chinese will conquer the world