Qingzhou Snow: Autobiography of Wei Wu

"Would you rather teach me to betray the people of the world?" The sewage poured on me by future generations cannot wash away the tears of bones in my "Hao Li Xing"! "Holding the emperor to command the princes?" Without this scepter, how could Meng Degong beg for virtue in "Dan Ge Xing"? "The traitor in troubled times?" Have you ever seen that what Tongquechun locks deep is the pain in my heart that will never heal from my early death? Was it the trembling hands in his sleeves when he broke up with Wen Ruo (Xun Yu)? Is it the sigh in the throat of Yunchang (Guan Yu) when he hangs the seal and seals it with gold? I am Cao Cao. Cao Mengde. The world only saw me scolding Fang Qiu and looking down at the world, but they didn't see me waking up in the middle of the night, soaked in cold sweat through my clothes, and my ears were filled with Dian Wei's roar, Guo Jia's coughing of blood, Chibi's flames, and... Ang'er's childish voice calling me "Father". This self-narration has nothing to do with whitewashing, but only seeks inner proof. Listen to me: How can an idealist be soaked to the bone by machinations in the slaughterhouse of troubled times, but still be betrayed by poetry the deepest tenderness and sadness in his heart. From the compassion in "Hao Li Xing", to the longing in "Dan Ge Xing", to the unwillingness in "The Turtle is Longevity" - this is me, a living, bloody, love-hate intertwined, struggling between gods and demons, Cao Mengde. (This book is deduced based on historical data, but the mental journey is all from the mouth of "Meng De". You can distinguish the authenticity and the warmth by yourself.)