Daliang Yong'an: I Have Lived in This Town for Eighty Years

After the death of Emperor Taizu of Daliang, the crown prince went on an expedition, and one hundred thousand imperial troops were annihilated at the foot of Suzhou City. On the day when the news came back to Kuaiji, the second prince Su Chen was painting a "Picture of Mountains, Rivers and Sheji". He painted for a whole year, the Huaihe River is like a belt, the Yangtze River is like a train, and the city wall of Suzhou was painted for three days and three nights, and even the moss in the cracks of the bricks was clearly described. Today, Suzhou on the map is still there, but Suzhou is gone. Su Chen put the painting into his sleeve, put on plain white mourning clothes, and walked into the rain. It's not that he doesn't understand tactics, he just disdains them. Reading books by sages, writing landscape poems, and adhering to the duty of "taking care of yourself when you are poor" - he thought that the sky of the beam would not fall down. Until his brother died in the battle and Shiwanpaoze was buried in a foreign land, he discovered that the knife that penetrated Daliang's heart came from above the court. Su Chen started from keeping harmony, and went through the process of establishing oneself, studying things, benefiting people, and being virtuous. Step by step, he spent eighty years answering a question: The world is a chessboard and everyone is a chess piece. Do you choose to be a chess player or the person who overturns the chessboard?