Kaiyuan 734

The twenty-second year of Kaiyuan, 734 AD. That year, Pei Min was still a swordsman, Gongsun Yue was still a dancer, and the Lu family was still alive. They met again under the moonlight in Luoyang, separated by nineteen years, separated by etiquette, separated by the storm in the city. He said: If anything happens in the future, you can tell Jinwu Guard. Overtly, I will protect you with my official body; covertly, I will protect you with my fellow disciples. She responded: The dance only respects the king, the sword only protects the way, and the rest is ignored. They all thought that by observing the rules, they could protect each other. They don't know—— Three years later, he killed three sons in one day. Eight years later, Concubine Yang entered the palace. Twenty-one years later, An Lushan raised troops. Twenty-three years later, the battlefield at Xiangji Temple was littered with corpses, unclaimed. They didn't even know that the woman who had followed the rules all her life would say before she died: "He has never chosen in his life. Let him choose once."