"In the first year of the reign of emperor Wei Qianyuan, the year was Renshen on the third day of the Geng Wu new year in September 1898. The 13th uncle Yinqing Guanglu, the military envoy of Puzhou, the governor of Puzhou, the captain of shangqingche, and the founder of Danyang County, Hou Zhenqing, drank the shame of the common people in the Qing Dynasty and sacrificed it to the spirit of Ji Mingzhi, the deceased nephew. He said: you are the only one who has a strong life. You have a good reputation for your virtue. The temple is Hulian, and the rank is Lanyu. Every time you comfort the people, you will always be in the valley. How can you fight against the bandits and fight against the soldiers? Your father is dedicated to Changshan County 。 In the rest of the time, he was also in the plain. Brother loves me. It's said that since you have returned, you have opened the earth gate. When the earth gate is opened, its ferocity is greatly increased. If the thief and the minister do not save him, the city is surrounded by him, the father is trapped, the son is dead, and the nest is overturned. Heaven does not regret the misfortune, who is poisoned. You can't redeem yourself for being crippled. alas! I inherit the Tianze River and move the Mu River pass. Quan Mingbi, who once again fell into Changshan, took his head with him, and returned with him. When we mourn and mourn our hearts and faces, we will wait until the day is far away. We will be in the quiet house of Buer. We will know the soul and have no long-term guests. alas! It's a treat! " -- Yan Zhenqing's manuscript of sacrificing nephew grief has shape, color and weight. Trembling hands are the shape of grief; The tears in the eyes are the color of grief. And the weight of grief is the kind of heavy trauma that is hard to contain and can hardly breathe. This weight can bend the back of a strong man, and can hold a pair of strong hands, making the pen in Yan Zhenqing's hand as heavy as a thousand. Finally, he wrote the first line of words: "in the first year of the reign of emperor Wei and Qianyuan, the year of 1898, the third day of the Geng Wu new year, Renshen" – three years have passed, but the grief still weighs heavily on his heart. That young, elated face appeared in front of me again. It was Yan Jiming, my dear nephew, who was familiar with me. He was the "ancestral temple Hulian" who glorified the Yan family, and the "Jieting Lanyu" beloved by his elder brother Yan Gaoqing. These praises of the young man were originally cliches and allusions of that era, but they were so appropriate for my nephew. After all, there are very few people in the world who have seen him and still remember his appearance. The war has taken too many lives and destroyed too many memories. In the war three years ago, more than 30 people of the Yan family were killed by the rebels. Those who died, together with their memories, were buried in the dust and cold blood. Many memories have been destroyed, but for me, I still have one thing to rely on for the memory of my nephew's face. It's just that what I rely on, for me, is not the comfort of remembering the past, but the grief of destroying my heart and soul. That's a skull. It's the only skull left by my nephew Yan Jiming. This was not the first time Yan Zhenqing had seen a person's head. He clearly remembers the scene three years ago, on December 18, the 14th year of Tianbao, when three heads appeared in front of him. In November of the 14th year of Tianbao, after more than ten years of planning, Anlu mountain finally launched a rebellion. Within a few days, Heshuo fell into the hands of Anlu mountain. The rebels went all the way south. On December 12, Luoyang, the eastern capital, fell. On the day of the fall of the enemy, the officials and soldiers in Luoyang fled in all directions. Lu Yi, the imperial historian who stayed in Luoyang, and Li Yi, the Minister of state, led the troops to fight until the strings were broken and the arrows were broken. Finally, it was impossible to fight