Just a few words of gentle advice.

In the end, I still couldn’t escape it—the Fengxi Dynasty was sealed, and the book was banned. For a writer, losing a work is a tremendous blow. I won’t dwell on it here.

Yet there was also a sense of being moved. After the book was sealed, the reader group suddenly grew by over a hundred people, all asking what had happened. It proved that there are readers who care. To write for those who recognize your efforts is a blessing; to have one’s words acknowledged, especially as a humble, struggling author, is something I feel deeply grateful for.

Writing about the Republic era feels like walking a tightrope; harboring illusions is always unwise. As long as there’s the faintest chance, Fengxi will have its ending—if only…

Let me speak of the new work. I chose the period of Southern Ming. Some readers may think everything happens too late, but Southern Ming lasted more than twenty years, and counting the Zheng clan, even longer. This was an era when loyalty and treachery stood in stark relief.

Once, generals from the roving bands died heroically for their country, fighting to the bitter end; once, the gentlemen of Donglin kneeled to the enemy, donned the cap of a monkey. Tens of millions died tragically, countless patriots resisting the Qing sacrificed themselves for righteousness—there remains much worth writing about. The Manchu invasion marked not only the fall of China, but the beginning of an even greater resistance.

I will do my utmost to write this story well, and thank my readers for their support. It’s not easy to launch a new book; you may wait until it grows fat, but I long for your recommendations and clicks. Give a little sunshine, and I too wish to shine.

In the end, I still couldn’t escape it—the Fengxi Dynasty was sealed, and the book was banned. For a writer, losing a work is a tremendous blow. I won’t dwell on it here.

Yet there was also a sense of being moved. After the book was sealed, the reader group suddenly grew by over a hundred people, all asking what had happened. It proved that there are readers who care. To write for those who recognize your efforts is a blessing; to have one’s words acknowledged, especially as a humble, struggling author, is something I feel deeply grateful for.

Writing about the Republic era feels like walking a tightrope; harboring illusions is always unwise. As long as there’s the faintest chance, Fengxi will have its ending—if only…

Let me speak of the new work. I chose the period of Southern Ming. Some readers may think everything happens too late, but Southern Ming lasted more than twenty years, and counting the Zheng clan, even longer. This was an era when loyalty and treachery stood in stark relief.

Once, generals from the roving bands died heroically for their country, fighting to the bitter end; once, the gentlemen of Donglin kneeled to the enemy, donned the cap of a monkey. Tens of millions died tragically, countless patriots resisting the Qing sacrificed themselves for righteousness—there remains much worth writing about. The Manchu invasion marked not only the fall of China, but the beginning of an even greater resistance.

I will do my utmost to write this story well, and thank my readers for their support. It’s not easy to launch a new book; you may wait until it grows fat, but I long for your recommendations and clicks. Give a little sunshine, and I too wish to shine.