Volume 1 of the Red Ocher Book

Before Long Yu passed away, I was lying ill in Changle Palace. It was difficult for my skinny hands to brush off the silver hair from my temples, but I could read all the words in the world. An unknown ocher secret book, full of struggle and transparency, soul and return, including the panic of fleeing in Mangdang Mountain, the shame of Pengcheng's defeat, the relief of Feng Yongchi, and the loneliness of guarding the world. I was once Liu Ji, the rogue in Sishui Pavilion, and I was also the cold and icy Emperor Gao of the Han Dynasty. I lost my true heart, and the cold penetrated people's hearts. Finally, in this strange book from a foreign land, I shook off the dust and reconciled with myself. Across time and space, I had a long conversation with the writer. This time, I didn't ask about the country, the country, the country, but only asked myself: Have I lived the way I want in this life?