Excerpt 1:

He walked alone on the mews of the palace wall.

The vermilion painted walls on both sides glittered in the sun, but the sun could not shine on him, and he often suspected that he was a little ghost hiding in the shadows.

As he walked and walked, the palace walls got higher and higher, and his smile became less and less.

He thought that he would probably become a part of the palace in his life.

In the winter of the twelfth year of Qingwen, the heavy snow closed the city, many people froze to death outside the city, and the palace was not warm, he was lazy to hide in the quilt for the first time, the sky was gloomy that day, and a snow-white cat also got into the quilt, and they hid together for a day of laziness.

The kitten's fur is snow-white, and its round cat's eyes are amber and light blue, bright like two jewels hanging on the jewels.

He loved this shiny thing, because it was alive and full of hope.

Of course, the only time in his life that he was soft-hearted was because the child had such a pair of eyes.

He was young, extremely young, but he had an old mentality when he looked at other young people.

"I never thought I'd live to grow old naturally."

When the palace struggle was at its most severe, he often sat alone in the duty room until midnight, thinking about all kinds of ways to die, and also thinking that his life would pass like this.

"Godfather, you're old." The child with cat's eyes stood on the high steps, looking down at him condescendingly.

At this moment, he realized that he was really 'old', and she was no longer a child, but a peer who could compete with him.

"You killed me." He was calm.

When he was alive, he never thought he would be alive, he thought that he was going to die.

Excerpt 2:

"My surname is Cao Mingol, and I have no words."

"Everyone else has words, why don't you?" Han Lin, who was teaching in the Inner Study Hall, stopped Cao Alcohol, and he frowned and disagreed.

"The lowly man has a name that is already a blessing from heaven." The young Cao Yu lowered his eyes, his slender and beautiful eyebrows flew straight into his temples, and he looked very cold, but the hair had just grown on the front and back of his forehead, and the plush top was on his head, which was not cute.

He stood here, as thin as a willow sapling, which would sprout and grow into a towering tree sooner or later.

"Let's go." That Hanlin let Cao Alcohol go, and he felt a little sorry for such a good seedling.

"Yin editor? Long live is looking for you. The little eunuch ran out of breath and almost lost his breath.

Yin Zhizeng slowly came back to his senses, he stroked his beard and sighed again and again, who would have thought that this little-known editor of the Hanlin Academy would become the mainstay of the Daming Dynasty in the future.

Excerpt 3:

He stood in the dark, quietly looking at the transparent moonlight, tossing and turning in the middle of the night and unable to sleep, knowing that there was nothing in his heart but unexpectedly worried.

It's hard to put into words, like the shyness of being exposed to broad daylight, the moonlight sprinkled by such a full moon that gives him nowhere to escape.

He is flawed.

Not on the body, but on the heart.

The apprehension in his heart comes from his confusion about the unknown, he will die, not now, maybe in the future, he has not fulfilled the ambition he has made, and he has not grasped the person or thing he wants to keep.

It's like when he was five years old, he was sold to Renyazi by his parents for the price of a bag of noodles.

It seems that inferiority has been engraved in his bones since then, he curled up in the quilt and wept silently day and night after leaving home, he would give up if he didn't do well enough, he obviously worked harder than his brother, and he was more worthy of staying.

He became competitive, fierce, and bad.

Only bad people will not be forgotten, he remembered Cao Mengde about Master Yin.

What is that phrase?

Oh, by the way, rather teach me to bear the world, Hugh let the world bear me.

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Take two days off here, return on Sunday, recently started school a little busy, the social animals who work overtime every day are too tired, they can fall asleep typing, and they will rest for two days to wait for Ah Xi to sort out the outline and reinvigorate the spirit~