Make It Stop

In the first year of Yongzhen of the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi and Liu Zongyuan were passionate about reform, and the Eight Sima were high-spirited, thinking that they could split the dull old mountains and rivers with one knife. They are wrong. Shunzong suffered a stroke and became paralyzed. The knives of aristocratic families, eunuchs, and vassal towns have long been placed on the neck of the New Deal. Above the court, every word of advice is like a cup of poisonous wine, and ambition is fermenting in a jade cup; below the court, every secret letter is like a fight, with a pack of wolves grinding their teeth in the dark. Once he woke up from the dream, Li Ke, who was crushed by fate in his previous life, wanted to continue to be numb. But the general situation did not allow him to hide - on the bloody night in Yanzhou, the defenders fought to the death, and he drew his sword for the first time; in Lingwu Shuofang, he learned to lead troops in the wind and snow; in Huaixi to pacify the vassal, he cut off Wu Yuanji's flag with his own hands; when the three towns rebelled again, he watched helplessly as the territory collapsed again. From the lonely city in the north to the emperor's court, the blade of power cuts across the entire broken empire. And in this chess game, he met someone he shouldn't have met - the girl who wanted to go to Chang'an to see the apricot blossoms in Qujiang. Her eyes were brighter than the lights in the city, but they couldn't light up his path. On the eve of the devastating defeat, everyone put down their chips. Only him Riding alone through Zhuque Street in Chang'an, he reined in his horse and turned around, his long spear pointing to the sky. "My name is Li Ke - the Li family of Longxi, the ninth grandson of Emperor Taizong!" Datang, who had been silent for too long, suddenly heard the man's blood roaring in his bones again. Many years later, he finally seized the supreme power, but the flag on the city head was beaten into rags by the yellow sand, but it still fluttered stubbornly in the direction of Chang'an. The road is full of yellow sand, but the city is not alone. "Is the envoy coming from Chang'an?" It doesn't matter anymore. From today on—— He is Chang'an