Pear Snow Shines on the Night

The autumn of the thirty-eighth year of Qingli. When the last rain fell, the locust trees in the capital were still green. People in the palace said that His Majesty has been in good spirits these days. Yesterday, he went to the stable to take a look at the old horse that had been following him for thirty years. Lao Ma is very old, and so is Your Majesty. But no one dares to say this openly. No one dared to ask whether His Majesty went to look at the horse because he was nostalgic or because he was looking at himself in the mirror. Go back sixty years ago, and there was no one named Yang in this world. More than thirty years have passed since the invasion and massacre led by foreigners. At that time, the three kingdoms of Zhou, Chen, and Zheng were in power, and they were all in power in China. However, there was still no day without wars on the border, and there was still no day without weapons in the rivers and lakes. This was their era, and the waves swept away all the heroes. How many heroes were there in a moment. Finally, in the 21st year of Zhenhe, King Yang Xi of Zhou destroyed Chen. In the 23rd year of Zhenhe, Zheng was destroyed. In just three years, the world that had been divided for more than a hundred years was reunited. On that day, King Yang Xi of Zhou changed the country into a dynasty, established his reign name Zhengtong, ascended the throne and called himself emperor, made Chang'an his capital, and was known as Taizu of Zhou in history. Everyone in the world thinks that the age of peace and prosperity has begun since then. However, Taizu died after only three years in power. Afterwards, the eldest son of the Zhou Dynasty, Yang Qi, succeeded to the throne and changed the Yuan Dynasty to Taiping, becoming Emperor Wen. Emperor Wen, Jian Zuo, was in his middle age and suffered from serious illness. He managed to support himself for five years and then passed away. In the winter of the fifth year of Taiping, according to the imperial edict, the throne was passed to the third son of the emperor, King of Jin, Yang Chengzhao. The new emperor ascended the throne in the first year of Qingli. In the thirty-ninth year of Qingli, the emperor has been the emperor for thirty-nine years. Thirty-nine years is a long time, long enough for a boy to grow into a hero and for a hero to grow old. The city of Chang'an is very small, too small to hold a Jianghu man's sword, a mantra after drinking, or a moment of peace for an old man looking back on the past. It's one thing pressing down on another, dragging one person into another. The emperor waited until he had gained great power, and waited until his temples were stained with frost. He was already very old when he focused on such a country. But he actually never thought that he would sit on the dragon throne for such a long time. It has been so long that the descendants of the founding heroes have changed for three generations. It has been so long that those enterprising decrees have turned into old ink marks on old papers. It has been so long that I have gone from an enterprising young emperor to a suspicious and twilight emperor. Jing'an Division, this name is rarely mentioned by officials nowadays. It stands there, more like a memorial tablet, to commemorate the memory of Emperor Taizu. As for the shadow office, it was a shadow extending from the imperial city into the rivers and lakes. In the hands of the eunuchs, there was only a living knife, busy killing people and silencing people. The Wulin Alliance just used a thin face and acted as a bridge between the court and the world. Maybe the world is too far away. The adults who were as far away as the court felt that the flashes of swords and the joyful grudges were just stories after dinner. But the world is still the same world. Real masters disdain to join the Internet, and real Xiaoxiao have never disappeared. When I was young, I cut bamboo to make a sword, and I thought I was the best in the world. Now that I am in the world of mortals, I still shed my old sorrows in my dreams. I would like to offer you a glass of Jianghu wine, don't ask me where I can get it. The hearts of heroes are as bright as the moon, and the mountains remain unchanged and the water flows forever. The world is far away, but we meet on paper. Thank you for reading, and keep doing it. Respect the world, respect myself who still wants to draw the sword.

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I really like the feeling that the heroine is invincible and powerful. I also love the writing style. I can't wait to watch the heroine fight against the court alone.

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