Introduction to the work
Lu Zhao left Beijing at the age of seven and grew up in the windy sand and iron blood of the northern border. Seven years later, his father became a god in a battle, but he was recalled to the capital by an imperial edict - to be sent to the Imperial Academy to serve as a hostage.
On the second day after returning to Beijing, tracking, testing, and interception followed one after another. My cousin's carriage was attacked on the long street, my third uncle's study was ransacked late at night, and an old letter that had been hidden for eight years led to an old case of missing ordnance. The insiders died one after another, and each case was evidenced by a majestic dossier.
The sword from the north was stabbed into his body, but it was just a bloody hole. Jingcheng's knife stabbed his heart, and he couldn't even see the blood.
Fortunately, he met a few people who could stand beside him - the playful dandy, the judge who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, the scholar as gentle as jade, and the proton who had been patient for seven years.
A group of teenagers, a capital city, and a game of chess that has been hidden for eight years.
