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To be an emperor is truly unparalleled, but it is pitiful to live among ordinary people. He was born in the deep garden of the imperial palace, but was raised in a prison. The people of Shenbi are ready to experience joys and sorrows. By a strange combination of circumstances, he suddenly reached the pinnacle of power. He rules the world and is the supreme king, but he has powerful ministers inside and powerful enemies outside. How did he keep a low profile, strategize, and eliminate powerful officials and powerful enemies in one fell swoop? Everything seems like yesterday, is it sad? Is it joy? Is it bitter? Is it fun? Is it love? Is it hatred? Is it a dream? Is it an illusion? Who can say clearly. The wind cannot blow away the hatred of Chang'an, and the flowers cannot be dyed through the sadness of separation. As the sun sets, the gates of the majestic Changle Palace and Weiyang Palace close one after another. Changle Weiyang, is there really Changle Weiyang in the world? No one can answer. Only the iron horses with double eaves of the palace, blown by the wind, made a sound, as if they were telling a story.