In the Thirteenth Year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, I Decided to Kill Him First as a Sign of Respect.

He died at the age of eighty-seven and became a seventy-year-old Li Longji when he opened his eyes. An Lushan knelt in front of him and cried, "I am afraid that I will die without seeing the light of day." When I read history books in my previous life, I knew that this fat man would rebel when he returned home. Yang Yehua lowered his head and glanced at him. "Drag him down and chop him off."