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The cool moonlight reflects the ancient temple in the secluded forest of Mount Putuo. Suddenly, a strong-looking young man with sharp eyebrows and tiger eyes jumped out from the high red wall of the temple. He carried a robe on his back and with his big bare feet, he ran towards the top of the cliff like a ghost, and flew up to the Guichou Cliff. Guichou Cliff is eerie and terrifying, with the hissing wind and roaring waves, accompanied by the occasional shrill cry of night owls, which is terrifying. The young man who climbed the cliff pondered for a long time, then suddenly turned around, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "Master, farewell Zhang San!" He lay on the ground and kowtowed heavily three times, turned over like a kite, and plunged down the dangerous cliff of a hundred feet. Under the cliff, a small sampan was bumping in the huge waves. Zhang San fell like autumn leaves and landed on the sampan without hesitation.

In the early morning of the sixth day of the first lunar month in the third year of Jianyan in the Southern Song Dynasty (1129), heavy snow fell in Yangzhou, which is famous for its gardens, with fresh ice, jade, and silver flowers and pearl trees. From the gate of the government office, four horses galloped out, with the riders being three men and one woman. The leader is a strong man with a leopard head and a swallow jaw, an ape's arms and a tiger's body. He is Han Shizhong, a famous anti-gold general who was worshiped as the Jiedushi of the two towns and the commander of the left army of the imperial camp; The latter is Liang Hongyu, the Han wife who was granted the title of wife of the two countries; the third one is a handsome young man with handsome features and elegant demeanor - Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty; the one behind the throne is a middle-aged man with a white beard, Zhou Ren, the palace manager. There were only a few pedestrians on the road, and sixteen horse hooves were galloping towards the west, trampling on the Qiong Yao all over the ground.

In midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no cloud in the blue sky. On both sides of the avenue covered by thick shades, there are thousands of hectares of green, covered with red dots. The river is crystal clear and you can see countless fish swimming there. Qinglan's reflection is reflected in the water, and the green tips of birds are singing softly. It's a beautiful scenery. "". A series of crisp hoofbeats broke the noon tranquility. Wearing a long sword, disheveled clothes and a tired look, Bo Pei, the aristocratic son of Chu State, was galloping away, turning a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in front of him. His chest was burned by a fire of revenge, almost suffocating him. Fei Wuji, the young master of the crown prince, had always been jealous of his father, Bo Chue Wan, who served as King Zuo Yin of Chu. He repeatedly made slanders and instigations in front of Prime Minister Nang Wa. Nangwa was angry and sent troops to attack the uncle's house. He ordered his house to be burned down and all his clan members were killed, hoping to eradicate the whole family. It happened that Bo Chu was hunting in the countryside that day and survived.

During the chaotic times of the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties, vassal towns were divided and attacked each other. In fifty-four years, the Central Plains region experienced five dynasties in chaos, and more than ten small countries coexisted with them. It is known as the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms in history. After decades of great division, great melee, and great destruction, the countryside has been desolate and lives have been devastated. People are struggling on the verge of death, praying that God will send down the real dragon emperor as soon as possible so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment. In the first month of the seventh year of Xiande in the Later Zhou Dynasty (AD 960), Zhao Kuangyin, the general of the Later Zhou Dynasty, launched the Chenqiao Mutiny under the planning and command of his brother Zhao Kuangyi and his close aide Zhao Pu.

The Three Kingdoms returned to Jin, the swords and guns were stored in the treasury, and the horses were released in Nanshan. During the Taikang period of Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty, the world was clear, the eight wastelands were in charge, the weather was good, the people were in Yinfu, and the country was peaceful and happy. In late spring, Luoyang, Kyoto, has towering green mountains, green willows and smoke, a ten-mile long street, pearls in the city, and beautiful houses. "Dede, get..." A white-drawn Cuimei oil truck slowly drove into the downtown area. In the car sat Pan Yue, the servant of Huangmen. This Pan Yue is from Zhongmu County, Henan Province, and his courtesy name is Anren.

On a hot summer day in 262 BC, blue clouds rolled low, fire wheels spewed high, and the Qinchuan River was scorched by a scorching heat wave for 800 miles. A young man with a pale appearance drove a chariot with two horses, galloping on the post road from Tongguan to Hangu Pass. He was Xiong Wan, the Prince of Chu who was serving as a hostage in Xianyang, the capital of Qin. Because his father was seriously ill, he was designed by Huang Xie, the Grand Tutor of Chu who also came to Xianyang. He took advantage of the conclusion of the peace treaty between Qin and Chu to pretend to be the driver of the Chu envoy Zhu Ying and escape from Qin. With gold and silver in hand, the chariot easily got out of the pass and sped eastward. Due to excessive concern and nervousness, coupled with the muggy weather, Prince Xiong Wan, pretending to be a coachman, turned pale and sweat rolled down his forehead. Zhu Ying said hurriedly: "Prince, come down quickly and let Wei Chen drive!" As soon as he finished speaking, the weak Xiong Wan fell off the horse and fainted. Zhu Ying was so frightened that she jumped out of the car, picked up Xiong Wan and shouted urgently: "Prince! Prince! Wake up, wake up!"

In March in the south of the Yangtze River, although the grass is short and the moss is green, it is still chilly. On March 19, the third year of Xianfeng's reign in the Qing Dynasty (1853), the Taiping Army used landmines to destroy Nanjing's Yifeng Gate and breach the outer city. The next day, the army invaded Nanjing in three groups. The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, which had not known fighting for two centuries, suffered an unprecedented catastrophe. The number of deaths among officials, gentry, soldiers and civilians in the city reached as many as 40,000. The Qing clan, General Jiangning, and Admiral Xianghou committed suicide with his sword; Imperial Envoy and Governor of Liangjiang Lu Jianying was killed. What is especially hateful are those Qing soldiers who took advantage of the situation to plunder, burn, kill, rape and loot. They were extremely cruel and made a mad leap before destruction. On the bank of the Qinhuai River, on Chaoku Street, there is a small courtyard. Although it occupies an area of ​​less than one acre, it still has small earthen buildings, exquisite rocks, and sparse flowers and trees. Several ancient plum blossoms bloom in the spring sun, with layers of green and slender beauty.

Luoyang is bordered by Songshan Mountain in the east, Qinling Mountains in the west, Yique Mountain in the south and Mangshan Mountain in the north. Since ancient times, it has been known as "the hinterland of Kyushu, the thoroughfare of ten provinces, the arch of rivers and mountains, and the situation that is unparalleled in the world". The Xia, Shang, Western Zhou, Eastern Zhou and Eastern Han dynasties successively established their capitals here. On the outskirts, there is a garden with undulating corridors and reflected waves. The four characters "Huyang Villa" are written on the plaque on the main entrance. It is the mansion of Princess Liu Huang of Huyang, the eldest sister of Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty Liu Xiu, with scattered balconies, secluded forests, and fish jumping in the lotus pond. In the hibiscus pavilion, Liu Huang, who had a head full of pearls and peach cheeks with tears, was leaning in the arms of her personal attendant Huo Bao, her fragrant shoulders were shaking and she was crying softly.