Dawn Wedge of Cold Abyss

Everyone knows that I am the first poor scholar in the Yin Dynasty in a hundred years to win three yuan in a row, but they don't know that my fingers holding pens have long been used to holding knives tempered in the yellow sand of the Western Desert. At the Qionglin banquet, Princess Changning selected her consort with Yu Ruyi in public. I bowed to express my gratitude, but in my sleeve was a blood letter from her brother who she had been searching for for three years and entrusted to her on his deathbed. Until she discovered that what I was thinking about was actually the blind girl selling gardenias by the Suzaku Bridge. The gardenias were burned overnight, and the blind girl was skinned and hung at the city gate. I stroked the still-warm blood stains on the city wall, and finally tore open the blood book—it turned out that this majestic imperial city owed me more than one life. In this case, use these ninety thousand miles of mountains and rivers to bury my flowers with them.