The benevolence of our dynasty is like the warm spring sun, shining upon all things and bestowing blessings upon all living beings.
Since the King of Miao has come with sincerity and spared no effort, bringing generous gifts, his feelings are touching and his heart is evident.
If we were to turn them away based solely on speculation about the unknown, wouldn't that be a disgrace to a great nation, and would invite ridicule from the world for the narrow-mindedness of Chengxiao Kingdom?
Such actions will also discourage those from all directions from coming to pay tribute, and make those small countries that are willing to submit to us suspicious. Who will dare to befriend our dynasty in the future?
Therefore, they should be treated with the utmost courtesy and the most sincere attitude and the most solemn ceremony to welcome the Miao King.
Only in this way can we demonstrate the magnanimity and tolerance of our Chengxiao Kingdom, so that all the barbarians from all directions will feel the benevolence of our dynasty and willingly submit to us.
He spoke passionately while vigorously waving the scepter in his hand.
The scepter drew sharp arcs in mid-air, as if cutting through the air to express the unwavering belief in his heart.
His eyes revealed an unwavering determination, as if declaring to everyone that this was an unalterable truth.
The other faction, led by Luo Yuning, had worried expressions, their faces solemn as if they were carrying a heavy burden.
Their brows were tightly furrowed together, like two mountain peaks about to merge, revealing deep worry.
His words came out quickly and rapidly, like a machine gun, and he spoke with great conviction: "The Miao region has always been mysterious and unpredictable."
It seems to be hidden behind layers of fog, making it difficult to see its true face.
His style of doing things is unpredictable and unconventional, making him difficult to understand.
The Miao King has traveled thousands of miles to come here, his intentions unclear and his motives unfathomable. Given this volatile situation, who can guarantee he isn't harboring ulterior motives and concealing malicious intent?
If we rashly agree to their entry into Beijing, it would be like inviting a wolf into the house, which could very likely lead to endless troubles.
Moreover, the Miao people are skilled in using Gu insects, a kind of evil art that is insidious and ruthless, harming people invisibly and making it impossible to defend against.
With just a thought, those eerie Gu worms can silently infiltrate the crowd and bring about annihilation.
If anything were to happen in the capital, given the city's dense population and complex situation, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The entire Chengxiao Kingdom may be plunged into utter ruin, its people will suffer immensely, and the country will cease to exist.
As court officials, we receive the emperor's salary and bear his worries; how can we not act cautiously and consider the safety of the nation and its people?
After Luo Yuning finished speaking, her brows furrowed even more, and her eyes revealed deep worry, as if she could already see the terrible scene of disaster unfolding before her eyes.
The two sides held sharply contrasting views: one side advocated treating each other with courtesy, demonstrating the demeanor of a great power; the other side was deeply worried, fearing that they might get burned.
The sounds of debate rose and fell within the Golden Hall, like a surging tide, one wave after another, echoing for a long time.
Like a fierce storm, it raged across the solemn and dignified court, making the atmosphere extremely tense.
In the deepest corners of the long river of time, Luo Yuning was once tightly enveloped by the shadows of fate.
That stepmother, who also served as her aunt, was like a cold and ruthless shadow, shrouding her life in endless darkness.
Day after day, she suffered verbal abuse and physical harassment, and the dam of her spirit gradually crumbled under the heavy pressure.
A torrent of depression surged in, leaving her heart riddled with holes.
At that time, she was like a withered flower being tossed about by a raging wind, her frail figure trembling in the cold wind and rain.
Every gaze she received was evasive, every word she uttered was trembling with timidity, as if the whole world was filled with malice towards her.
For her, life was nothing more than a long and desperate nightmare.
However, even though fate is like a rugged mountain road, it can still forge the legend of the brave.
After countless days and nights of secretly shedding tears and countless struggles and rises in adversity, Luo Yuning, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, has completed an amazing transformation amidst hardship.
With her indomitable spirit, she eagerly absorbed knowledge and honed her mind amidst the complexities of the world.
Without relying on the powerful protection of Minister Luo, she embarked on her journey to the imperial court all by herself.
Every setback became a stepping stone for her progress; every drop of sweat watered the flowers of her growth.
Finally, in this highly competitive and talented court, she gained a firm foothold.
They have carved out their own brilliant world, like a pearl rising from the dust, radiating dazzling light.
At this moment, Qin Qianluo stood to one side of the court, her gaze fixed on Luo Yuning, her eyes filled with relief and emotion, like a warm spring.
The scroll of memory slowly unfolds, revealing the girl who once wouldn't even dare to speak softly in a corner for fear of disturbing others.
This was in stark contrast to Luo Yuning, who was speaking eloquently in the imperial court.
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