The green chalcedony is warm and reflects the salt smoke of the mausoleum.
In the turbulent years of the Northern Song Dynasty, in a corner of Sichuan, two young men became connected because of a double carp pendant. Ginkgo swears, who remembers and who forgets?
The court is dim and the officialdom is ups and downs.
The loyalty of the father, the friendship of the brothers, and the vows of the sweethearts, eventually became full of cracks and drifted away in the undercurrent of lust for power.
The north wind blows over the ground, and the dust is everywhere.
At the top of Bianliang City, the sky was burning with blood and fire. When the mountains and rivers were shattered, the loyal souls fell like stars. The young man, carrying unfinished vows and deep-rooted pain, rode his horse across the south.
Lin'an willow bank, the warm breeze is intoxicating.
The voice of peace is loud and clear. The righteousness of family and country, the grievances of brothers, and the ties of life and death are intertwined into a thrilling and shattering situation under the misty rain of the West Lake and the cold moon of Fengbo Pavilion.
Purpose: inheritance of civilizational wisdom, affection beyond formality, speculation on identity, and vigilance on scientific and technological ethics