In Chang'an in the 28th year of Kaiyuan, the peonies burned brightly. On the day when Li Yichen, a descendant of the royal family, broke the golden bottle given by the emperor, what rolled out of the Shu brocade tribute car was not Liao Ling, but the blood-stained Mo Dao. When he saw the purple star pendant shown in the "Tui Bei Tu" from the eyes of the fox in the Western Regions, he was shocked to realize that the beautiful rivers and mountains had long been eaten away - the eunuchs were raising poisonous sparrows under the Danqi, the Jiedu envoys were sharpening arrowheads in the barracks, and the Nine-Five-Five Lord, who was worshiped by thousands of people, was using a red pen to fill the pieces of advice one by one into the alchemy furnace.
When the silver bell on the wrist of the medical girl Su Yao swung out of the fog, the bloody chess game was already unfolding: the Lishan Hot Spring Palace was filled with silver marrow made from grains, the camel bells of the Persian caravans contained the whistle arrows of Tibetan spies, and even the koi leaping in Qujiang Pond had Fan Yangjun's secret mark branded on its scales.
In this hurricane that swept the government and the public, some people changed the Gongchi score of "The Song of Colorful Feathers" into a marching tune, while others refined new rules in the smoke of beacon fire. When An Lushan's cavalry crushed the moonlight in Tongguan, Li Yichen finally took up the bronze tiger talisman left by Su Yao - this time, he wanted to personally smash the golden age forged with lies, and temper the true backbone of the Tang Dynasty in the blood and fire.
