Who stands in the court, holds a jade scepter, and uses pen and ink as a blade to cut open the festering wounds under the skin of the prosperous age.
Who is imprisoned, with broken bones and bones, using flesh and blood as evidence to bite the monstrous greed in the dark side of power and conspiracy.
The imperial edict and prison sentence are deep, and the sword cannot break his will; the road south of the Yangtze River is far, and life and death will not change his behavior.
He was originally the minister of the Ministry of Rites, but his spine was bent by a bloody edict; he was the left prime minister, and a fire burned through the confusion.
Who broke into the imperial prison for whom, raised his sword to kill the secret guard, and did not take a step back even though his body was covered in blood.
Whoever defends the salt owl for whom, bears the blade with his own body, and still smiles and says he has paid off when he falls on his way home.
Half a tiger talisman exchanges the country and finally the heart.
Returning to the capital to force the palace, the Northern Barbarians conquered, and he knelt down in front of the palace to seal the seal——
"I don't want Xiang anymore, I just want him to be free for the rest of his life."
Later, in the misty rain in Jiangnan, he held an umbrella for him and watched the lights of thousands of houses.
One lost half of his career, the other had all his pride shattered, and finally walked side by side through the world.
He is a civil servant, but also has an iron heart.
He is a vicious dog with a hidden heart.
Only you, only me, can crush all the rivers and mountains of hell.
Mountains and rivers can be changed, but human hearts are eternal.
Shuangjie, HE
Intention: Trust is the final trump card and the only answer.
