"What's wrong with Da Ni'er?" Hou Xiangxiang held up the candied hawthorn and pulled it down hard. This was the last batch of hawthorns. If she wanted to eat them again this year, she would have to wait until winter.
“My sister and I were really wicked that day. She said we should mix the clothes of the smallpox refugees outside the city into the soup and pour it down the drain.”
The little girl nodded and said
"That's pretty unethical."
"I just think this way it's a one-time solution, preventing them from coming back with their wicked intentions."
"They'll definitely come. As long as the Great Yan and the grassland emperor don't change, they'll keep fighting."
"As human beings, we should have virtue and benevolence. The reason why the grasslands have not been able to survive the winter on their own for so many years is because of this. Your monarchs do not teach people how to live, but only how to plunder."
Huo Xiaolong's words made Da Ni'er ponder for a long time. Even though she was a princess who could not inherit the throne, this was the kind of education she had received since childhood. If you like something, just take it instead of creating it yourself. To this day, apart from herding sheep in the summer, harvesting clams by the river, mining ore, and picking safflower, the Xiongnu had no other way to support themselves.
The people of Great Yan can farm and weave, and they can feed and clothe themselves. But what about them? For hundreds of years, they have remained unchanged.
“You’re right. From now on, whenever you have these kinds of thoughts, tell me about them.”
You teach me, I will learn.
If I have the opportunity to return to the grasslands, I will definitely prevent the two countries from going to war again.
"Ni'er, you're home. Come and greet your elders."
Hearing her parents calling, Wang Dani waved to her friends and jumped off the wall.
Not for any other reason than to preserve these days, I want time to pass more slowly, much more slowly.
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