The snow falls in Jiankang, the palace has thousands of layers, and a solitary lamp reflects the cold night.
The Jin Dynasty is in turmoil, and the war is in troubled times. The young emperor Yun Yang returns from Northern Yan, his white clothes stained with blood, and his eyes hide the stars. With the ambition of serving the world as a public servant, he held the yellow ax and set up a nine-cauldron, vowing to burn all the beetles of the family and restore the purity of the sea and rivers to the common people. However, the power plot is like an abyss, killing everyone at every step - kneeling in the snow for three days in front of the palace, the court officials locking loyal bones in prison, and the flowers in the sky twining around the old trees. In the end, the dead vines and dead trees bear the burden of both parties.
Gu Lang Zijin from Jiangdong was a man of outstanding character and strength. He supported half of the southeastern wall with his sick body, but he was willing to be a piece in the king's chess game. His crown was thrown to the ground, and his plain clothes were stained with frost. When he bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister, his eyes reflected the flames of war in Pingyang City that year, and felt a little warm in the palm of the king's hand.
The beautiful Prime Minister Lu Qingyan, holding a chess game to overturn the situation, hid half a broken jade in his sleeve, and buried the widow in his heart. She could see through the alternation of the sun and the moon in the Golden Palace, but she couldn't tell whether the country behind her sleeve was a blood-stained splendor or a snow-covered wasteland.
The childish Mingyue slave has eyebrows and eyes like a king, and a smile like the spring sun. He painted the ground as a prison and wrote "Gu's Cottage" in blood. However, when the palace changed on a snowy night, a broken lamp shone through the lonely shadow of the emperor and became the light in the mirror.
But I don't know whether the place of liberation is between the mountains and rivers or under the nine springs?
But the wind and snow are endless, the flowers in the sky have withered and bloomed again, and the thousand-year-old palace wall stands silently, looking at Zhu Chengbi.
Intention: In the process of pursuing "the world is for the common good", the saint will eventually become a solitary husband, and the real salvation may only exist in the destruction of individuals and the ashes of history.