The title of the drama appeared in bold, clear characters across the screen. Ancients, seeing such a title for the first time, were stunned. Meng Tian frowned, muttering to himself, "The God of War, his wife and daughter living in a pigsty..."
How could such a bizarre combination of words exist? His younger brother, Meng Yi, sitting on the edge of a field, gazed at the giant characters on the Skyscreen in deep thought. They were written in plain language, perfectly clear in meaning, yet he could not help but exclaim in disbelief: "Soldiers go far from home to resist the enemy—could it be that the monarch of that land leaves their families to live in pigsties?"
Was that ruler so eager for his own nation to fall? Meng Tian could not fathom a ruler like that; it was absurd, truly beyond all reason.
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