There is no difference between prosperous times and troubled times for careerists...
At least there is no difference for people like Yun Zhao!
In the prosperous age, he drank and caroused and enjoyed all the glory and wealth!
In troubled times, he still has fat feasts of flesh and blood!
It’s just that the wine in the cup and the feast on the plate turned into blood and tears, pain and sorrow. After drinking it all, it turned into a vulture, fluttering its wings on the standing withered bones and taking off. When the ashes are removed, it becomes a thick cold mist that cannot be blown away by the wind.
Hero?
Maybe yes, he was tired of the troubled times, so he ended the troubled times, not because he sympathized with the suffering of the world, but because he missed another kind of happiness!
A hero?
That’s right. Those heroes who rose up from the wilderness have the most say in this matter. It’s just that—they are all dead. Even if their remains are tapped lightly, they can still be heard. With the sound of metal and iron mingling, his soul has flown away, his body has rotted, and there are only maggots in the mouth used to speak, and he can no longer judge!
I said - Yun Zhao is an inexplicable person. He satisfies all people's fantasies about heroes and heroes, and also satisfies all people's best expectations for sons, brothers, and husbands.
It's just that--his heart is cold, like a piece of cold iron wrapped in flames. Even if the sun explodes, thunder and lightning bombards, volcanoes erupt, and lava flows, they can't warm him at all!
Queen of the Ming Dynasty——Feng Ying