In the season when the fallen leaves are flying, the sounds of the edges and corners are heard, and the northwest is depressed and solemn. Her father and brother stood on their horses carrying spears and swords, wearing black armor and red tassels all over the street to say goodbye to her.
In the first month of the first month, the sky is filled with snow, pressing from the northwest border to the Central Plains, covering the prosperity of the capital city and the desolate sky of the General's Mansion.
The glory of the General's Mansion was gone, and its legend faded. Her aunt forced her to kneel in front of the ancestral hall and swear an oath that she would never touch a sword again in her life.
That year, Xie Dingya was sitting in front of the case, looking at the snow falling on the branches outside the window, and was slapped hard by the teacher, and then picked up the "Female Commandments".
The general was buried under a spring. The road ahead was bleak and the world was treacherous, but she was unwilling to retreat.
Kneeling in front of the numerous monuments in the Xie family ancestral hall, she held her aunt's relics and picked up the sword again.
From then on, whether it was life or death, she only asked God.
He, Shuangjie, overhead
Mission: Emphasis on love and justice, with a clear conscience