Ten years of cold weather, a white body. At the moment when the names on the gold medal list were named, Lin Jian thought that he could finally inherit the secret knowledge of the past saint and create peace for all generations.
However, when we step into Chang'an, we realize that the height of the temples and the distance of the rivers and lakes are not as dangerous as the human heart. The expectations of his mentor, the opposition of his colleagues, and the favor of the king all formed an invisible web, trying to smooth away his edges and original intentions.
