Anshi came to an end, but the bones of the prosperous Tang Dynasty were not yet cold.
Tubo suppressed the country, eunuchs were in power, vassal towns were separated, and millions of refugees were displaced. The prosperous times were like scorched earth cracked by the scorching sun—golden on the outside but barren of grass on the inside.
Li Zheng, a modern retired special forces soldier, traveled through time in an explosion and became a pawn of the Shuofang Army in the second year of the Dali calendar.
When you open your eyes, it's the guillotine.
In order to survive, he threw the gunpowder can and blew up a glimmer of life;
In order to protect the border, he performed simulations on the sand table and defeated cavalry with foot;
In order to support the army, his troops cleared wasteland, introduced salt and futures, and harvested the gentry's leeks;
In order to fight for the world, he married a businesswoman to take charge of finance, married a princess to gain great righteousness, and recruited refugees as an iron army.
In the past thirty years, he rescued loyal ministers, killed eunuchs, conquered vassal towns, pacified Tubo, destroyed rebels, and personally invited the last emperor of the old Tang Dynasty to his throne.
Historians accused him of being a treason, and the people called him the "Emperor of Peace".
When the first ray of dawn of the new empire rose, Li Zheng stood on the Chang'an Tower and said only one sentence to thousands of people:
"There is no more kneeling peace in the world."
This is the story of a man who spent thirty years turning ruins into mountains and rivers.
It is also a knife, a heart, and a fire that rekindles the story of the Tang Dynasty.
