This person is Pei Si. He hid the blood of the royal family in the medicine baskets of the rivers and lakes, wore the Fusu sword in the cold sands of northern Xinjiang, spent the first half of his life hiding his name to protect the common people, and the second half of his life held the imperial pen to guard the mountains and rivers.
Those who meet, Jiang Yu also. Carrying the lotus sword from the Jianghuai Pier, carrying lotus fragrance into the chess game of life and death, breaking the hustle and bustle with a pure heart when I was young, and dyeing my black armor with my blood when I was leaving.
The fog in the early years of Jiaxuan was wrapped in the fragrance of half a piece of wheat cake. His green shirt was stained with dew, and he bumped into him with red eyes. He carved the word "Yu Huan" for him, and the voice responded to him for twenty years; he carved the sword "Lotus" for him, and it became a life and death support in the wind and snow in northern Xinjiang.
When He Xi's cavalry crushed the moon in the border city, half of the lotus pod shell hid an unspoken strategy. The two swords split not only the enemy formation, but also the fate of "Fusu in the mountains and Lotus in the sun". He finally took off his jade belt and walked back to the old place, with the echo of "desire to call" floating in the wind - it turned out that there were some encounters, and even after twenty years of life and death, the call was still as clear as the first time they met.
Purpose: To draw on the twenty-year bond between Pei Zhiyu (Yan Si) and Jiang Yu (Yu Huan) from first meeting to eternal separation, to write about a deep love and responsibility that transcends life and death - personal destiny may be insignificant in the tide of the times, but if we can support each other and die for our beliefs, even if they meet briefly, the bond of "resounding when called" is enough to resist the years and suffering and become the light that illuminates life.
