Life is the displacement of common people under the flames of war, the ambition of princes to make achievements, the extravagant desires of powerful people who cannot satisfy their desires until they collapse, and the plans one after another in the hearts of careerists.
This is the sorrow of King An of Han who became a prisoner after living in the status quo due to his ignorance and ignorance.
It was Ji Wuye, and Bai Yifei was so arrogant when he stood on a high place and gave fear to the people who were kneeling and begging.
It is also life and death under Wei Zhuang's sword, and it is also the fear of being under the millions of iron hoofs of the Qin army after the collapse of the power system.
Many people are very good at wielding power and work hard to climb up, even at all costs, but they don't know that power comes from the bottom up, and because of this, it is also above everything else.
But most of the time, the wonderful feeling of conquering the world with one word and deciding life and death with one word will make people forget how they climbed up and how, standing at the top of the abyss, they can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance, and one misstep can lead to eternal regret.
When you climb too high within the system of power, you will be too far away from the foundation of power.
When you grab too much power, you are no longer you, but just a puppet of power personified.
Order is the shepherd, morality is the fairy tale told to the world, law is the fangs of the shepherd dog, and justice is the whip in the hands of the shepherd. It gives you the illusion that you are doing the right thing, and it also keeps you on a high ground.
The cornerstone of the world, the sword for killing others.
This is life.
Tian Yan felt very sad, not just because she was one of the lambs.
What's more, the butcher, shepherd, and sheepdog are not the real masters of the sheep, but are just higher-level servants.
He just manages the sheep for the real master every day with dignity and self-satisfaction.
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In the living room, Tian Yan is dressed in golden Confucian clothes and a robe embroidered with patterns. He is elegant and handsome, with dark hair draped over his shoulders. He wears a jade pendant on the left side of his waist, a round jade pendant, and a sword hanging on the right side.
Dragon-shaped carvings sit on the bronze hilt.
The sword was three feet and two inches long, with a scabbard made of leather, with stars on its face and mountains and rivers on its back.
There is a rectangular wooden box behind her, with a banjo in it.
Combined with a beautiful face, and a temperament that is both Confucian modesty, military strategist tenacity, and Taoist detachment.
It's still a woman disguised as a man.
But there is no better way to banish an immortal than this.
Tian?Shen Zhou Yu?Flame Qilin?Wei Gongzi?Yan.
She loved staying at Lieshan Hall, a farmhouse, and getting along with Mei Sanniang, Senior Dianqing, and her mother.
This is the only place where she can let down her guard.
A lot may happen, but they, the people closest to her, will definitely stand by her side.
Only people in the desert can know how precious water is. Similarly, for a person who is in darkness and experiences betrayal and abandonment all the time, any sincerity, trust and the moment of being chosen can bring huge benefits.
The feeling called "happiness".
When you get along with people you care about, your mood and emotions can be easily stirred.
She couldn't help but be cold and heartless when getting along with them.
But Mei Sanniang didn't give her much time to reminisce and instead pulled her towards the living room.
"Sanniang, what happened? It's so turbulent.
Mother, how are Ah Ci and Senior Dianqing doing lately? Take me to see them." Tian Yan put his hand on his forehead and said helplessly. The other hand was held by Mei Sanniang. Tian Yan didn't struggle, so he just
Just let her pull him away.
Tian Yan was also confused in his heart, what kind of plague god was coming?
However, judging from Mei Sanniang's expression, it seemed that nothing major happened except this "guest", so she wasn't too nervous.
Since he is called a guest, there should be no ill intentions.
Before they knew it, the two of them had reached a tall building.
This is a small three-story building with a battlefield area of more than 200 square meters. The rubble is neatly decorated and decorated with lights.
Bronze iron windows were embedded in the wall. Tian Yan and Mei Sanniang walked to the door.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mei Sanniang stopped, then realized what she was doing, and bowed to Tian Yan.
"It doesn't matter, you and I are family members, little things don't matter." Tian Yan waved his hand and said to Mei Sanniang.
"Madam, Second Young Master, my senior brother, they are all doing well now.
Madam is in a good mood recently and looks much better. Young Master (Tian Ci) is still the same as before. Madam is teaching him how to practice swordsmanship. Alas..." After Mei Sanniang finished speaking, she shook her head again. She wanted to say something, but she didn't.
After speaking out, he continued: "My senior brother has been doing well lately, but he is still the same every day, sometimes doing wood carvings and the like."
"Thank you, Sanniang, please pay more attention to rest." Tian Yan said with concern, while elegantly straightening the messy clothes.
"Thank you for your concern, Miss. The guest is inside. I can feel that this person is not simple, but he said that he is an old friend of the Miss, so we can entertain him." Mei Sanniang replied to Tian Yan.
"Sanniang, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me." Tian Yan said to Mei Sanniang, but his eyes were always on the door of the farm building in front of him.
Mei Sanniang nodded, then took a few steps back.
But she didn't leave.
It's not like she didn't consider the possibility that the person coming here was an assassin.
But there are not many people who can plot against Tian Yan.
As for the ceremony, he lives with his wife and the second young master and cannot be touched lightly.
If there is any abnormality in the visitor, she will protect the eldest lady with her life.
In the darkest moment of her life, it was the eldest lady who took her in. The eldest lady regarded her as family, and she would die for the eldest lady. She would not hate her!
The golden light flashed in Tian Yan's eyes, and her ability to observe words and emotions combined with the divine patterns allowed her to perfectly capture all the auras flowing nearby in almost an instant.
As soon as Tian Yan raised his hand, his surging energy stirred up a strong wind and pushed open the door in front of him.
A figure wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of them, standing in the center of the door, with a sword drawn, as if waiting for a long time.
A few strands of white hair hung down from the black robe on his chest, fluttering slightly in the wind. He held a shark-tooth sword in both hands and looked at the master and servant in front of him with interest.
"Is it you!?" Tian Yan said in shock.
Wei Zhuang, why is he here!?
"I always thought you just looked like a woman." A deep and magnetic voice sounded, and Wei Zhuang looked at Tian Yan and said.
"But for a strong man like you, these are no longer important." Wei Zhuang took a few steps forward, walked from the door to the steps, held the shark-tooth sword in front of him with his long sword, and said with a slight exertion.
The golden sword energy surrounded the scabbard, and in an instant the earth shattered, and the shark-tooth scabbard was fixed in the soil.
Raising his hand, the shark-tooth sword was unsheathed for three seconds, and an extremely strong wind mixed with one or two sword auras pressed towards Tian Yan, with a domineering momentum and a full sense of oppression.
The sharp sword wind made Mei Sanniang's skin ache a little after she had strengthened her hard skills. She frowned and held the handle of the sickle on her back with one hand.
Tian Yan waved his hand to signal her not to act rashly. She looked directly at Wei Zhuang, as if asking. Although she didn't show any anger, the strong wind stirred by Wei Zhuang didn't mess up her sleeves at all.
It was as if the strong wind didn't exist.
"Mr. Wei Yan, I haven't seen you for a few days. I wonder if we can have a competition?" Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows and said.
He is not a person who gets depressed after losing once. If he were, Genie would have been autistic a long time ago, and he would never be here today.