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How many secrets were hidden behind the fire in the Battle of Guandu? For example, it is a kind of love that cannot be grasped, and one picks up firewood bit by bit, and finally burns into the fire of Brahma's karma; such as the tossing and turning of love, helplessness, half being a chess piece and half a chess player, and stealing Huanxi to accompany him for the rest of his life; such as not being able to recognize the conspiracy, confiding in one's heart in vain, calling oneself a brother, one's own death is doomed, and the country is doomed. He said, in the next life, do you want to be born in the family of the ministers who have been ringing for generations? Do you want to live up to the heroic dream of the four generations and the three princes and dominate the world? Do you want to no longer be Yuan Shao, who is the leader among the princes in the world, and just be your original brother. . .

When all the flowers are blooming, the sound of the flute from the forest is gentle and melodious. A flower, a story, a song...

In Yangzhou City, where Yangliu Yiyi is located, the imperial capital is no match for Yanliu. So what story will there be between the former prince and the former general? There are many conflicts, misunderstandings, disparities in status, and the confusion of the world. Can they make it to the end?

Once I traveled through time and space, after many hardships, the system always hung up. Go up to the house to uncover the tiles, go down to the river to catch fish, just for a chance of survival. Xiao Juzi joins hands with the system Bai Tayu to take risks together and offend everyone. How should they go back?

My Han is the Han of the dawn, but your night is the night of the dark night.

When dusk passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Yin Yao Academy, Fu Wanzhou was holding the gilt pipa in her arms. This thousand-year-old object was slightly hot in her palms, and the strings vibrated and made a clear sound, as if they were re-interpreting the colorful clothes in the "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes Song" thousands of years ago. Under the stage, the silver-haired old people held their breath and concentrated. They had never thought that this seemingly ordinary pipa could play such a thrilling melody. The moment his fingertips brushed against the ice string, Fu Wanzhou saw the cold moon on the Xunyang River again in a trance. Her mind kept replaying the scenes before her rebirth, as well as the bright moon rising over the sea, and the scene of Sima Jiangzhou's blue shirt wet with tears. Once upon a time, she was a businesswoman trapped in "The Legend of Pipa", led by the thread of fate towards the desolate ending of "the boss marrying a businesswoman". But at this moment, she is standing on the podium as a "modern music therapist", using ancient techniques to weave soothing melodies. Tears welled up in the eyes of the students in the audience. Some trembled and recorded the score, while others hummed along gently. At the end of the song, waves of applause filled the classroom. Fu Wanzhou brushed away her fallen hair and looked across the crowd, as if she saw herself finally breaking through the cage of fate after a thousand years. This time, she is no longer a singer waiting for redemption, but a writer who controls her destiny, playing the chapter of her own life on the stage of modern society.