"Your subject, Ma Wenhuai, Minister of Literature and History, is here!"
"Please give your instructions, young lady!"
Quan Ji memorized the other person's appearance and said slowly, "Everything I'm about to say will be recorded in history."
Ma Wenhuai was taken aback, but dared not say anything more, so he simply cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"
Princess Quan began her statement:
"On January 7, 502 of the Imperial Calendar, the Fire Yi Empire invaded Fengyuan City of the Holy Glory Empire. Due to the lack of timely support from the powerful Princess, tens of thousands of people in the city were massacred and the city was burned down. Fortunately, the city flag was protected by two soldiers, thus preserving the dignity of the Holy Glory Empire."
Everyone was shocked. The young lady actually wanted to record something that would slander her in history. What was her intention?!
"On the night of January 8, 502 of the Imperial Calendar, Princess Quan personally led 5,000 Holy Glory Army soldiers in a surprise attack on the Fire Archer Army. Ten thousand enemy soldiers were wiped out, avenging their grievances, while her own side suffered only a few dozen casualties, a complete victory."
At this moment, many members of the Holy Glory Army seemed to return to that day, the first battle they fought after the young lady took power. It was a day of great excitement and exhilaration for them!
Quan Ji continued reading, each word carrying great weight, each sentence recounting events that had already occurred.
Although everyone already knew part of it, they were still genuinely shocked when the young lady recounted the whole story in front of everyone.
No matter how many times I hear it, I'm always amazed by the young lady's power.
"Have you written it down?"
Quan Ji asked Ma Wenhuai in a cold and indifferent voice.
Ma Wenhuai nodded hastily, "I...I've remembered, but...may I ask, why do you, Miss, record the defeat at Fengyuan City in history? Won't this cause future generations to misunderstand you...?"
Quan Ji smiled and said, “History, history, only stories that have happened completely can be called history.”
"If it's just about glory, then it's too fake; it can only be called a glorious history."
"But if it's just about decline, that's not true; it just makes people wonder why this country has been able to exist for so long."
"Therefore, all we need to do is record every single major event that has happened, word for word, without missing a single sentence. That is what we call history."
As for praise or criticism? Future generations will decide!
Quan Ji's words always resonate deeply, cold yet gentle, etching memories into their minds, making them unforgettable.
Whether they are praised or criticized will be determined by future generations; all they need to do is focus on the present.
The crowd remained stunned for a long time after hearing those words.
Looking back, history has been diverse, but no ruler has ever displayed the same boundless ambition as the young lady.
This is the young lady's confidence, and also her pride.
Everyone understood, and their goodwill towards each other grew even stronger.
Ma Wenhuai was also enlightened by Quan Ji's words, and his round face immediately broke into a big smile, "Your subject obeys the decree!"
He secretly wrote down a passage in a small corner of the Holy Glory annals.
History is simply a record of major events that actually happened, and whether they are praised or criticized is left to future generations to decide.
—In the 502nd year of the Imperial Calendar, Princess Quan, the eldest daughter of the Holy Glory Empire, took control of the world and was trusted by thousands.
Once the last stroke of history is added, there is no possibility of ever changing it.
Everyone looked expectantly at Quan Ji, who understood and clapped her hands, and the applause subsided.
"Now, everyone go back and prepare for tonight's banquet."
Everyone was overjoyed and clasped their hands in greeting.
"Miss Xie!"
The group gradually left.
As Quan Ji stepped down from the altar, the first person she faced was Jun Chenlan.
The wind blew his silver-gray hair, revealing his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes; his handsome appearance was breathtaking.
He had something to say to Kwon Ji.
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