In the prosperous age of Chang'an, there was gold and jade, and undercurrents biting the bones.
Lu Jiu could only rely on his bright eyes to discern the authenticity of artifacts, and he was able to get through the chaos where authenticity was difficult to distinguish;
Relying on some cunningness of being in the market, he survives in the cracks between the powerful and the powerful;
It is even more necessary to hold on to the unyielding chivalry that originated from humble beginnings, and protect the last morality in the heart amidst the storm sweeping the world.
What he learns is treasure, what he breaks is the situation, and what he guards is the heart.
One volume of "Tianshu Secret Volume" has half of the country as annotations.
When the dusty "Kunshu Seal" and the blood book of the feudal town are revealed again, will it ignite the beacon of troubled times, or will it be the thunder that cleanses away the filth?
How could a young man with blue fingers use his mortal body as a scale to weigh the power of the Tang Dynasty?
