Gradually Becoming Meaner

The sword swept across China for seven days and nights, spanning ninety thousand miles across the starry sky. Kill the holy Buddha at the top, kill the demon at the bottom, and sweep away all the injustices in your heart.

The first requirement of a person is to live, the second requirement is still alive, the third requirement is still alive... Under certain circumstances, living becomes a luxury. In hell, we look up to heaven and stretch out our hands. Although we cannot touch heaven, it can bring us closer to heaven. Singing in hell, giving thanks in hell, loving each other in hell, killing each other in hell, we shed tears and surrounded each other and then stabbed the dagger into each other's chest and abdomen, not for anything else, just for the slightest hint of gratitude. The world of the Song Dynasty is my bond and my sky. Only the flying birds know the meaning of the sky. The emperor said - lend me a corner of the royal mansion to settle down with you, mother and son. Tie Xinyuan said - I will repay the kindness of a drop of water with a spring of water, but you can't ask for it. You just have to accept whatever kind of reward I give you. I may be smarter than all of you, in a sense, I am a prophet, I am a philosopher, I am God!

The web drama "Tang Brick" starring Zhang Jianing and Wang Tianchen will be broadcast exclusively on iQiyi on October 29, 2018. For more information, please follow the public account Jie Yu Bu 2... Dreaming back to Chang'an, Xuanwu Gate is soaked with blood, and there is only countless sorrow in the depths of Taiji Palace. The people are water, the king is a boat, and the loud voice is still reverberating in the land of Chang'an, but the iron hooves of the foreign race have once again broken through the Yumen Pass. How can this hatred be reached? What kind of anger should Li Shimin roar in the grave when he sees his people in ruins? I took pictures of the railings and could only see Jiuzhou Lu Chen! My chest is also full of depression, and I wish I could cross the long river of history, catch flying stars, catch the sun and moon, and turn the world upside down. Forget it, I can hear the chirping of ghosts outside the window, the whistling of autumn rain, cut a bald pen, and extend the story of the prosperous age of Li Tang Dynasty, removing the dark parts. My Tang Dynasty has no sorrow, only the arrogance of the iron horse, the emperor who swallowed the sun and the moon, the warriors who fought in hundreds of battles, the noble scholars with high crowns, the gentle and virtuous queen, the father is kind and the son is filial, and the prosperous age lasts. This is my Tang Dynasty, my "Tang Bricks". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .