Or perhaps it was in the seemingly magnificent but actually oppressive imperial court.
Faced with the powerful ships, cannons, and authority of the Western powers, the Qing Dynasty rulers bowed their heads in servility and groveled, lowering their heads in a subservient manner.
As the ruler of the Ning Dynasty, he bore the heavy responsibility of inheriting the legacy of his ancestors and shouldered the sacred mission of protecting countless people, as if carrying a towering mountain on his back.
In his heart, he always cherished a deep expectation and grand vision for the prosperity of the Ning Dynasty for thousands of years.
That was the goal he fought for day and night, the belief he held fast to in his heart during countless sleepless nights.
How could he stand by and watch the Ning Dynasty, a thousand years later, be branded with names like "weak Song" and "slave Qing"?
Bearing such a shameful and despised reputation, they have been pointed at and ridiculed by later generations throughout history, becoming a laughing stock for all time.
This worry was like a thick, impenetrable haze, weighing heavily on his heart, clinging to him like a maggot, impossible to shake off.
It was like a sharp and loud alarm bell, constantly ringing in his ears, issuing a deafening warning.
The voice reminded him that he must always be vigilant and carefully draw wisdom and strength from the historical lessons that may be hidden deep in the years.
To seek a steady, solid, and bright path for the future development of Ningchao.
Only in this way can Ningchao stand proudly amidst the torrent of time and radiate its own glorious light.
To write magnificent chapters that will be admired and praised by future generations, rather than leaving a dim, shameful, and heartbreaking mark in the long scroll of history.
Qin Qianluo was completely unaware of this, and she was completely oblivious to the Emperor's complicated thoughts.
It is unknown whether the Emperor Emeritus developed the habit of recording the novel objects she gave him and the unique remarks she made since she appeared.
This habit, like the precious bloodline inherited by the royal family, has been passed down through the ages, and the current emperor also carries it on, regarding it as an extremely important mission.
He meticulously recorded every important moment related to Qin Qianluo, as if these details would become crucial guides in the future development of the country.
Like twinkling stars in the night sky, they illuminate the path forward for the nation and guide it steadily through the long river of history.
The courtiers watched as King Jinrui Zhao's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, his posture upright and his steps steady, until he vanished around the corner of the palace.
Their thoughts on the deeper meaning hidden in Qin Qianluo and Feng Qingyun's conversation earlier gradually dissipated like wisps of smoke.
After all, King Jinrui Zhao had clearly stated that the major issue concerning the rise and fall of imperial power was a historical situation that might only emerge a hundred or even a thousand years from now.
At present, they are keenly aware of the great mission they bear—to build a solid foundation for the country, which is the most urgent task.
They understand that every effort and every decision they make now is like adding bricks to a magnificent building.
Only with a solid foundation can we withstand the storms and turbulent waves that may come in the future.
Even if they face fierce storms and earth-shattering obstacles in the future, their descendants, with this profound heritage, will rise like a phoenix from the ashes.
To quickly restore the nation's vitality and allow it to stand proudly in the world once again.
As they pondered this, the ministers' gazes seemed to be drawn by an invisible yet powerful force, involuntarily focusing once again on the quietly parked steam carriage.
At this moment, the steam engine gleamed with a metallic luster in the sunlight outside the palace, seemingly exuding a mysterious and alluring aura.
The ministers' eyes were filled with an irrepressible gleam, a kind of eagerness that came from the depths of their hearts, much like the burning fighting spirit in the eyes of warriors about to go into battle.
In their eyes, this steam car was not merely a novel mechanical creation; it was more like a magical key.
It can open the door to a brand new future and lead the Chengxiao Kingdom on a magnificent journey full of infinite possibilities.
Among the expectant ministers, Ji Musheng was particularly excited, his excitement like a surging tide that almost overwhelmed him.
As a practitioner of Chengxiaoguo Newspaper Distribution, Ji Musheng has a keen insight and profound understanding of the development prospects of the newspaper industry.
The successful invention of the steam engine was of extraordinary significance to the entire Chengxiao Kingdom.
This is not only a major breakthrough in the field of science and technology, but also creates an unprecedented opportunity for the publication of newspapers.
In Ji Musheng's mind, he had already meticulously planned for countless days and nights.
At that moment, a strong sense of mission welled up within him, like a raging fire, driving him to make up his mind.
The identity of King Jinrui Zhao, the God of Fortune, should be announced to the world in the most solemn and eye-catching manner in the first newspaper issued in Chengxiao Kingdom.
This highly influential idea was fortunately approved by the emperor.
After all, the birth of a lucky star in Chengxiao Kingdom is an auspicious event that brings joy to the whole country and celebration to all its people.
Just as brilliant stars illuminate the sky of Chengxiao Kingdom, this joyous news should be shared with all the people of the world, allowing them to immerse themselves in this rare joy and glory.
So, on that momentous and historic day when steam cars were mass-produced, Qin Qianluo gently opened the first newspaper issued by Chengxiao Kingdom.
Her gaze had barely touched the newspaper when she was immediately drawn to its contents—her name was prominently displayed.
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