Zuan: "..."
It's important to know that this plan was only mentioned briefly in the original work, and it wasn't until a century later that the world became aware of it.
I never imagined that I would be involved in this mysterious plan.
"Relying on the Mandate of Heaven and wielding the dragon's power to annihilate the Mongols," Huang Rong said with a determined look in her eyes. "Throughout history, no nation has ever been eternally strong. The nations established by these nomadic peoples have declined even faster. Therefore, we must prepare ourselves, and in the near future, we will surely be able to restore our nation from peril to peace and bring back the sun and moon from darkness!"
Fireworks finally came to its senses: "How do you plan to preserve the embers?"
Huang Rong frowned slightly. This child never calls out to his parents, and all he says is "you".
Ever since she was frightened when she gave birth to Xiang'er, she has preferred Fu'er a little more.
Fu'er is foolish, but she is considerate and sweet-talking, while Xiang'er is eccentric and always makes people unable to guess what she is thinking.
But in the end, it's still my own child...
She suppressed her displeasure and explained, "We plan to forge two divine weapons."
Upon hearing this, Yan Hua frowned. Although her earth-shattering power was sealed, she still had her knowledge. How could she not see how powerful such a divine weapon that restricted the world of extraordinary abilities could be?
To think you can defy fate with just two broken weapons is utterly delusional. Are the people in this world really that ignorant? And the key point is that they are my parents. I really want to kill them.
Huang Rong, being so intelligent, immediately sensed her disdain. She was both annoyed and somewhat relieved, realizing that only someone as clever as Xiang'er could shoulder such a heavy responsibility, while Fu'er, that good-for-nothing, was indeed unreliable.
"Brother Jing, you speak first." Huang Rong knew how to save face for men and didn't overstep her bounds.
Guo Jing didn't mind these things. What he was worried about at the moment was whether the whole plan would succeed: "We plan to name one of these two divine weapons the Heaven-Reliant Sword and the other the Dragon-Slaying Saber."
"Hide Yue Fei's military strategy, the essence of his life's work, 'The Military Treatise of Yue Fei,' into the Dragon-Slaying Saber. In the future, when the Mongol Yuan dynasty loses the support of the people, if heroes and valiant men raise their arms and lead the Han people to raise the banner of rebellion, this 'Military Treatise of Yue Fei' can teach them how to fight and how to win every battle."
"Of course, in order to prevent the Dragon-Slaying Saber from falling into the hands of evil people in the future, and to prevent them from using the 'Martial Arts Manual' to harm the people, we also put the essence of the 'Nine Yin Manual' into the Heaven-Slaying Sword. In this way, in the future, righteous people can cultivate unparalleled martial arts and can kill tyrannical rulers and treacherous officials at any time, act on behalf of Heaven, and ensure that those rulers and officials always treat the people well."
Guo Jing spoke these words with great passion, his tiger-like eyes filled with tears, as if he could already see the magnificent future ahead.
Huang Rong looked at him with equal tenderness. Although he was over fifty, the heroic spirit of her brother Jing still captivated her.
Just as the couple were moved to tears, Fireworks suddenly spoke up: "I have a question."
Guo Jing smiled slightly: "Xiang'er, since you have already participated in this plan, there is no need to hold back. Speak your mind directly so that the plan can be improved."
Seeing this, Yan Hua said directly, "The Military Manual of Yue Fei... Father should know it, right?"
She had never given a second glance to these ants before, so calling them "father" was incredibly difficult for her.
However, considering that this was the trial of the god of death, and who knew what terrible price she would pay if her identity were exposed, she ultimately did not stubbornly persist.
"Of course I can," Guo Jing replied instinctively.
"Since you know how, why didn't you lead your army to victory in every battle and defeat the Mongols?" Fireworks stared intently at Guo Jing with her big eyes.
Guo Jing's face, which was originally somewhat dark, instantly turned bright red with embarrassment. He stammered, "Perhaps I am dull-witted and cannot learn it well enough."
Zaun, watching from the sidelines, found it all quite amusing. He was used to being the boss, and these questions were truly barrages of insults.
Knowing that Guo Jing was not good with words, Huang Rong quickly explained for him, "My child, no matter how well your father has studied military strategy, the Song Dynasty has no soldiers to use right now. It's like a skilled cook can't cook without rice. It's normal that we can't defeat the Mongols."
"Moreover, as I have said before, Mongolia is now under the Mandate of Heaven, so its army is invincible and can achieve twice the result with half the effort in everything it does. But a hundred years from now, when they lose the favor of the Mandate of Heaven, the inheritors of the 'Wumu's Legacy' will naturally face a different situation."
Fireworks, being such a being, naturally understands the essence of destiny better than she does. When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune turns, even heroes are powerless. The situation the other party described is indeed very likely to happen.
"You two, Father and Mother, both know the Nine Yin Manual, so why don't you go and kill the Mongol tyrant now?" she asked again. "If you can't do it now, the martial arts of those who cultivate the Nine Yin Manual in the future will never surpass yours. How can they become sword wielders as you expect them to be?"
Guo Jing: "..."
Huang Rong: "..."
Guo Jing's expression changed drastically, and he muttered to himself, "Rong'er, were we all wrong? Was this plan doomed to fail from the start? The Han people's bloodline could not be preserved in the end..."
Seeing his broken Dao heart, Huang Rong became anxious: "Xiang'er, it's one thing for you to act strangely all the time, but why are you causing trouble at such an important moment!"
Fireworks said calmly, "I'm not trying to cause trouble, but rather I'm considering whether this plan is feasible."
No one knows what the criteria are for passing this trial by the god of death, but it seems that the plan should be successfully completed.
But if it were that simple, no one would have succeeded over the years, so of course she had to figure out all the details.
Seeing her talk back, Huang Rong was both angry and anxious, and even regretted letting her get involved.
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