One's past life identity does not determine one's present character. One should not judge King Jinrui Zhao differently based on this alone, nor should one generalize from a single instance.
The emperor, seated high on his dragon throne, couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly upon hearing the news.
A rare look of surprise appeared on his usually composed face, and his heart was in turmoil.
He never imagined that the person he saw as quirky and exceptionally intelligent would turn out to be someone else entirely.
The little girl who always comes up with brilliant ideas at crucial moments and has made great contributions to Tianxuan was actually of barbarian origin in her previous life.
His gaze unconsciously fell on Qin Qianluo, his eyes filled with inquiry and contemplation.
He pondered to himself that although Youzhou was a remote place, far from the bustling capital, it had managed to nurture such an outstanding and remarkable person as Qin Qianluo.
That place must possess a unique and ethereal beauty, perhaps because its magnificent mountains and towering peaks hold the essence of heaven and earth.
Perhaps it is the fertile land that nourishes the local people, allowing them to live and work in peace and contentment.
Even if the times and places are different, the way they nurture talent is probably not much different.
What deeply shocked the Emperor was the strength of the dynasty in Qin Qianluo's previous life.
It must have been a prosperous and peaceful world, where people lived in abundance, free from the turmoil of war and the oppression of harsh governments, and where peace and prosperity reigned everywhere.
A prosperous nation attracts envoys from all nations, culture and art flourish, and technological inventions emerge one after another. Such a magnificent scene is something to be longed for even in mere imagination.
Looking back on these past few days, having just completed the great task of unifying the world, he felt somewhat complacent and even became a little lax in handling state affairs.
The emperor felt a deep sense of shame for no longer being as diligent and meticulous in handling matters of state as he had before.
Compared to the dynasty in Qin Qianluo's previous life, the current Tianxuan is vast in territory, prosperous in economy, flourishing in culture, and powerful in military.
There is still a huge gap between them, like a child just starting out, appearing so immature and weak compared to a mature and steady giant.
He came to his senses and realized that the burden on his shoulders was still as heavy as a mountain, allowing no room for relaxation or slackness.
Otherwise, Tianxuan will not only struggle to achieve true glory, but may even face crisis in the face of future changes.
After the initial shock, the court officials gradually came to their senses and began to ponder the matter in their hearts.
They realized how ridiculous and short-sighted their previous complacency stemmed from the fact that the world had just been established.
Our current achievements are merely the first step in a long journey; the road ahead is still long.
Countless hardships and obstacles await them to overcome, and a long and arduous road awaits their journey.
At this moment, they all put away their smug expressions, and their previously somewhat unfocused eyes regained their firmness and determination.
They shared a common thought: Tianxuan was not strong enough, and only by working together, working diligently, and striving for excellence could they overcome this challenge.
Only in this way can the country become increasingly prosperous and strong, move towards true glory, and leave behind a brilliant chapter belonging to Tianxuan in the long river of history.
Qin Qianluo stood on the imperial court, completely unaware of the reactions of those around her.
She and Feng Qingyun were just exchanging pleasantries as usual, unaware that their casual conversation was about to unfold.
Like a resounding bell, it issued a deafening warning, timely pulling Tianxuan back from the brink of going astray and indulging in pleasure.
This conversation was like a ray of dawn piercing the dark night sky, injecting new energy into Tianxuan and opening a new chapter in Tianxuan's pursuit of greater glory.
It not only made the emperor re-examine his way of governing the country, but also made the court officials rediscover their original aspirations.
This gave Tianxuan a clearer direction and goals for its future development, enabling it to take more firm and powerful steps on the stage of history.
Qin Qianluo stood still, her gaze deep and distant, as if looking back through the scene before her to that familiar and dear land in Northeast China from her previous life.
Fragments of past memories surfaced in her eyes: snow-capped mountains, bustling markets, and the simple, warm-hearted villagers...
Those images surged through her heart like a tide, filled with warmth and longing.
She murmured, a hint of melancholy in her voice, "In my past life, the Northeast held the traces of my growth; every blade of grass and every tree held memories."
I wonder if the Northeast in this time and space also possesses the magnificent scenery of white mountains and black waters, and if I can still hear that familiar local accent?
Her tone suddenly shifted, her expression instantly becoming cold and solemn, radiating a chilling aura.
"But what these barbarians are doing right now is truly outrageous!" Qin Qianluo's voice was full of anger and heartache, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth.
"For the past ten years or so, the border has been peaceful, but the barbarians have suddenly invaded without warning, and with such cruel methods."
The entire village was brutally massacred; the elderly, women, and children were not spared.
(The author is also from Northeast China and has absolutely no intention of disparaging the region; it's just necessary for the plot. I hope my fellow Northeasterners will understand.)
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