Huang Taiji and His Stepmothers

When Mo Shang had gray hair, she was young and a tribal princess. She gritted her teeth and smiled softly, lighting up the entire Liaodong and the eyes of all men. At that time, her unrestrained and clean heart was like a flower that was about to bloom. Because of his arrival, it bloomed quietly, enthusiastically, and innocently. Under his guidance, she rode a horse, shy and beautiful in that sunset, step by step, walked into Jianzhou and into Hetuala. Her name is Abahai, a historical legend. And his name is Daishan. She did not become his Fu Jin, but she belonged to his father Khan and became his father's concubine. After that night, she felt a little sad and a little lost, but more importantly, she felt the worship of power and the desire for power after waking up from the dream of youth. After experiencing deception, betrayal, conspiracy, and filth, she matured and transformed, expressing her charm and maturity freely. Then, she stood on the high steps of power, looking down at everything, looking down at the beginning, looking down at the years that had passed, and smiled softly. She didn't know that there was always a pair of eyes behind her, secretly peeking at her, scanning her every move, even every tiny movement. That person was always waiting, waiting for an opportunity to give her a fatal blow. Finally, one night, when she walked into Daishan's room, everything broke out. She always thought that she had no enemies. She didn't know that when she reached the top of power, Huang Taiji, Daishan's younger brother, would become her rival along the way. Because of power, because of desire, because of the desire for fame, two kind people will do whatever it takes. In the end, she was defeated and walked into history, turning into a legendary smile. In the end, Huang Taiji won and became a generation of genius and a monument in history. Both she and he were capable and skillful. They both tried their best to help a country rise, and both made meritorious deeds and established prestige. Privately, they used all possible means, including sending spies, committing murder, using agents, recruiting talents, and doing everything they could. Human nature is like a flower, always blooming in their hearts; desire is like rain, but the rain beats the flowers, leaving the ground red and haggard. They cried, laughed, suffered, and were happy. They walked all the way. Great achievements such as the conquest of Ula, the destruction of Yehe, the birth of the Eight Banners, the Battle of Sal Lake, and the capture of Shenyang have their footprints; tragedies such as the death of Gundai, Menggu vomiting blood, the bloody Yehe, and the arrow in the green snow have their tears. In addition, Gong Lu's loneliness and loyalty, Dai Yun's sadness, Dai Yinza's cunning, and Zhu Er's kindness also revolve around them one by one. This is a historical drama; This is a love tragedy. This is a battle between human nature and desire. This is a battle between hatred and love.