Yang Ge had never been the greatest in the world. But later, everyone in the realm of martial artists said he was the greatest in the world… PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals, and reconciliation. PS2: The second place in the world is also good PS3: People strive for fame and fortune, struggling for a lifetime, and finally realize that it's just a bubble
After Fang Ke left…
Yang Ge sat alone in the room for a long time, still feeling unsettled.
He thought of a saying:
"History books are too large, able to contain five thousand years of Chinese history."
"Yet, they are also too thin to encompass the grand life of an individual."
The page casually flipped in a history book, the content marked by a pen, might represent the lives of countless people…
In Yang Ge's opinion, something like the current rise in grain prices, which might seem like a "minor issue," might not even merit a mention in the annals of history.
Or perhaps, future generations will scour the history books, only to extract a sentence amid the vast, smoke-like text: "In the twelfth year of Xiping of the Wei, there was a great famine."
But the anxiety and hardship of people like Zhang Erniu were real and vivid.
Unable to afford grain, they indeed had to sell their houses, fields, and even their sons and daughters…