At first, they criticized her for acting recklessly and killing royal family members, but later they became concerned about the war and whether they could win.
Later, she began to humbly ask Ye Lan for advice.
"The irrigation farming here is your modern technology, right? The irrigation tools are so convenient, it's truly a work of art beyond imagination."
Xuan Wu Ji conjured up today's memorial drawing and was amazed at the yield of the large farmland on it.
Ye Lan stood with his hands behind his back, observing the celestial phenomena, and shook his head, saying, "We are now using automated farming machines. These things are based on the farming practices of the other four countries."
So it is still a product of this era.
"It actually existed during the Yongle Period of the Ming Dynasty..." Xuan Wu Ji was surprised, lowered her eyes and murmured, stroking the paper lightly with her fingertips.
"In fact, the level of technology in your era was very high. Papermaking and alchemy technology were nearly a thousand years ahead of later generations." Ye Lan had already become familiar with the geography and historical period of the Five Dynasties in the past few years. "If you hadn't destroyed this civilization, future generations would have developed faster."
That's right, this period of history, in which the craftsmanship far exceeded the level of archaeology, was buried by Xuan Wu Ji, along with all the witchcraft books handed down from ancient times, all of which were burned by her.
"Really?" Xuan Wuji stared at the paper in a daze, and after a while she sighed softly, "But even if it happened again, I would still destroy everything. I don't want the beautiful country I created to be recorded in history books as a demon queen who brought disaster to the country."
At this point, she finally spoke her mind.
What destroyed everything was not the sight of her family being torn apart or the wailing of being forced into despair, but her unwillingness to give up.
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