Gaiden at the Twelve Hours: Floating Paintings of the Tang Dynasty

"Reading history is not to understand the rise and fall of previous dynasties, but to borrow a candle from a thousand years ago at the corner of fate to see the footprints in the mire." When Zhu Yuanzhang was destroying the temple system, he didn't know whether he would become a monk or an rebel king after drinking this bowl of porridge. These history books have already written down the solution to your current entanglements and contradictions: if Zhang Juzheng does not hold power, if Yu Qian does not guard the city gate, if Wang Yangming continues to guard the bamboos... But the real solution is hidden in the three words "have to". We always laugh at Chongzhen settling his gains and losses under the crooked neck tree, but we forget that the notes on our cell phones also contain emotional records of last year's gains and losses, dialog boxes deleted last month, and plans crossed out a few days ago. Look at Hai Rui's courage in carrying the coffin and scolding Jiajing, which shows that he knew what was wrong and did it; look at Xu Jie's forbearance for twenty years to bring down Yan Song, which shows his wisdom in knowing how to advance and retreat. The history books contain thousands of falls, but every fold has traces of standing up - just like the anxiety and frustration you are holding on to at the moment, they are just footnotes to the future. You might as well follow Mingyue's example when she wrote memorials into paragraphs and used notepads as daily notes. Those original intentions that have been washed away by the world, the backbone that has been bent by life, and the passion that has been hollowed out by emotions again and again are all your personal fifteen years of Wanli. Always remember: The best way to read history is to direct the historian's pen at yourself.