In the turret on a snowy night, the female general's armor is covered with frost, and she laughs and drinks impeachment like wine; on the nine jade steps, the sick emperor Zhu Pi hides his love, and washes the Danchi with blood as an oath.
Childhood sweethearts play chess together, using the battle report as a hire, and the tiger talisman as a matchmaker, cutting out a ray of sincerity on the edge of the history book.
——"My queen deserves to receive the congratulations of all nations, not to shake a string of beads several times." "If the jade steps stained with blood can break the shackles, I will kill you through the nine heavens again."
Intention: Use the blood-colored jade steps as an altar to cut open the most gorgeous cage of feudal ethics.
The struggle between power and true love: the emperor's mind and the heart of a child fight against each other in the carvings of the blue bricks
The collusion of language and violence: Zhu's memorials turned into love letters and swords, and elegant words in temples turned into weapons for cannibalism
The game between the system and human nature: When the nine-layered jade steps were cast into movable type, the history books finally recorded the heartbeat that had been buried under discipline.
Finally, we point to eternity and ask: In a dynasty where the crown and the shackles are both cast together, can we use our sincerity to carve out a ray of light in the annals of history?