Hua Qingcheng glanced at Qin Zhenyi calmly and replied slowly, "Uncle Qin, haven't you ever pooped? It's just a normal physiological phenomenon. You actually consider it vulgar. Then, aren't you, who has committed such a vulgar act, even more vulgar?"
"You you you..." Qin Zhenyi stared at Hua Qingcheng in astonishment, his face flushed with anger. He kept saying "you" for a long time but couldn't utter a single word.
Hua Qingcheng ignored Qin Zhenyi's irritated expression. She leisurely glanced around the entire Baohua Palace, her lips curled up slightly. Since they were trying to make things difficult for her, she didn't mind disgusting them...
Then, Hua Qingcheng slowly and unhurriedly explained to this group of self-important people: "Shit, also known as 'dung', commonly known as rice field waste, is actually a very effective fertilizer. It can nourish all things and accelerate growth. Just like the lush green vegetables on your table, it is thanks to the watering of manure that they can grow so fresh and delicious..."
As Hua Qingcheng finished speaking, everyone in Baohua Hall felt a wave of nausea rising up, like something stuck in their throats, unable to move forward or backward, and in extreme pain. They all thought that they might never be able to look at those vegetables again...
"In this vast expanse of heaven and earth, the rice fields you so dread are actually no different from stones, flowers, or any other creature in the world. They are like a speck of dust in the vast universe, insignificant, and merely a part of this vast universe."
Hua Qingcheng glanced at the faces of the crowd, all of them looking as if they'd eaten shit. She desperately suppressed the curl of her lips and continued with a feigned seriousness, "This shows that there's really no need to avoid the rice fields. Although the rice fields may seem filthy to ordinary people, they're simply part of the natural cycle, and like everything else, they have their own unique meaning and value."
"Therefore, we should view all things in the world with equal eyes, not judging them by their appearance or by the prejudices of the world. Rice fields are no different from stones, flowers, and plants; all are gifts from nature, and all deserve our respect and equal treatment."
Looking at the princess who was talking nonsense in a serious tone and no one could refute her, Situ Luoyun, who was sitting in the Prime Minister's Mansion, suppressed the smile on his face and maintained a graceful appearance.
Feng Cailan, who was sitting at the seat in the General's Mansion, also smiled and shook her head gently, looking at her niece with a doting look in her eyes.
At this moment, a clear and sweet voice like an oriole rang out in Baohua Palace: "Your Highness is so understanding of the people's sentiments and knows their real living conditions. This is truly a great blessing for the people of Laifeng Country..."
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