Jianghu on Paper

That winter, Shen Qingya, the prodigal son of Honghuaji, was summoned to Chang'an by a letter with only four words: "There is a situation in Chang'an" and met a Yaxia Huagucheng who used a flute as a weapon. A life-threatening picture with cinnabar dotted eyebrows, a piece of iron wire to strangle people, half a tiger talisman that can mobilize the Beiya Imperial Army, a high-ranking official who appears to be honest but actually spins a web, a gangster who has been dormant for twenty years - when all the threads are tangled together, Hua Gucheng chooses the stupidest and straightest path: to break the sky, overturn the game, and lead the people who deserve to be alive from the dead positions on the chessboard. Shen Qingya followed him for a whole year, from the snow in Chang'an to the sea in Lingnan, from the peonies in Luoyang to the coconut groves in Qiongzhou, and met Xueshang Mei, Qin Sihen, Tie Qingdi, Ye Beard, the scarred man, the woman in red - everyone was walking on the road, some got separated, and some came back. This is not only a story about the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, but also a story about the "return": traveling thousands of rivers and mountains, seeing swords and swords, but in the end all I want is a house to go back to, a blossoming apricot tree, and a person to sit opposite and eat in peace. The sound of the flute is more important than the light of the sword, and the coolness of the tea is more lasting than the sword's will. In the final analysis, the arena in this world is just a person who has walked a long way and finally stopped under the roof of his choice.