Changfeng Returns to Qi

[No harem] [Policy] [Struggle of wits] [Multiple lines] Zhao Zhilan, the young master of the Jingxi Army, made a triumphant return at the age of seventeen and was highly sought after by the whole city. But overnight, his father died in battle, and a hundred thousand brothers were designated as rebels. He was the only one to crawl out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. They said he was the son of a traitor and was wanted in the world. But they don't know—— The military reports he handed over contained life-threatening poison; the orphan girl he rescued was an orphan from the previous dynasty; the military exploits he gave away fattened the separatist vassal king. On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, when the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, an enemy came to the inn, patted Zhao Zhilan on the shoulder, and smiled to the dignitaries in the hall, "We have a good dog." He bowed and smiled, as usual. At midnight, the enemy was found sitting in the hall with a smile on his face and a short blade unique to the Jingxi Army stuck in his throat. The whole city was shaken, the inn was sealed, and the murderer was among them. Zhao Zhilan wiped off the blood on his hands and looked towards the capital. And the young emperor who lived in the ninth level also looked at the wind and snow at the frontier. "Everyone, the snowy night is long, why don't you listen to me tell a story." "About loyalty and betrayal, about blood debt, about... How each of you entered this world step by step." He was not the only one who survived that year. Everyone, let's subvert the imperial court together.