Jiuding Yi

The fog in Beijing has dispersed, and the snow is cold outside. When the young man ran away, he only harbored the grievances of his family; when he returned from the border crossing, he had already lost the secrets of Kyushu. However, the chess game has just begun to unfold, and the player who is playing the game is still in the dark. The emperor's tears, the general's oath, the enemy's words, the inscription on the stele - Dots and threads are woven into a large network that has been under pressure for three hundred years. And Shen Zhiwei's footsteps are heading towards the center of the network.