Overlord Crossing the River

On the bank of Wujiang River, he did not commit suicide. Ji Bu shouted loudly and pulled him back from the hands of death. He cannot die without repaying the soul debt of the eight thousand Jiangdong disciples. After crossing the river, what awaited him was not the embrace of his hometown - Han flags were planted at the top of Kuaiji City, and people gathered around the city gate, crying "Give me back my son." Pieces of old clothes were thrown at his feet, each one a life that never came back. The Overlord knelt down. From East Street to West Street, they knelt down and kowtowed, eight thousand people, their knees were bruised and their foreheads were bruised. Those kneeling are not the common people, but the seven thousand nine hundred and seventy-four souls who cannot come back. He lost his reputation as an overlord, put on his shroud, picked up a hoe, dug canals, reclaimed wasteland, and built ships. A woman came to him with water conservancy drawings: "My sister can't control you, I will take care of you." A young man ran up with bare hands: "Xiang Gong, I want to follow you." The son of an old enemy knelt in the snow and said, "I will help you farm the land." Han Xin sent three letters from the north. The first letter: Overlord, etc. The second seal: Xiang Gong, Shou. The third letter: Chen Xin is dead. Empress Lu killed him, and he wrote in his final letter—— "The stones are warm and the road is long." Liu Bang died, and so did Yu Wei. The monument of eight thousand disciples is erected by the river. The Overlord's sword was forged into a plow. In the winter when he was seventy years old, he walked to the river alone and put his hand into the ice water. To live is to keep cold things warm. What is more difficult than defeating the enemy is defeating one's own destiny.