"Yuan!"
Ye Yong's eyes were deep.
According to his memories, it had only been a few years since the Yuan Dynasty was unified. The entire Central Plains was in chaos, and he was the ruler of a small country that lived in the cracks of the Yuan Dynasty.
The ruler of a small country that belonged to the Han people!
Originally, the emperor of this country was Ye Yong's father. Because he was dissatisfied with the rule of the Yuan people, he established a country with a group of like-minded people. However, he unfortunately died in the war with the Yuan people. Therefore, in this life, Ye Yong was unknowingly pushed to the throne.
"Your Majesty, today, thousands of our Han people have joined our country. The Yuan people are going too far. According to the Han people, those beasts treat them like ants and bully them as they wish.”
A minister bowed deeply and said with red eyes.
"Yuan Ren. Damned Yuan humans."
"Outsiders!"
"If it weren't for the weak Song, how could our Han people have fallen to this state?”
"Hateful, hateful!"
The ministers roared in anger, and their voices echoed throughout the hall.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to send 100,000 elite soldiers to fight to the death. I am willing to protect the land of the Divine Prefecture and not take a step back.”
A soldier knelt on one knee and said with killing intent.
"I'm willing."
"I'm willing."
"I'm willing."
All the generals knelt on one knee.
"Foolish!"
After everyone had finished speaking, Ye Yong slowly stood up and shouted in a cold voice.
Seeing that everyone was stunned, Ye Yong said indifferently,""Fight to the death with a Yuan human? Do we have the qualifications to fight a Yuan person to the death? Our country's population is only close to a million, but the Yuan army already has a million. What are we going to risk our lives with? Tell me."
Ye Yong's words echoed throughout the hall. Everyone was silent, and all the ministers 'expressions were ugly and powerless.
"Your Majesty!"
A civil official walked out of the formation and hesitated.
"Alright, I know what you want to say. Ignoring the Yuan people will only make us arrogant. The stronger the enemy is, the more we can chase after them.”
"If this generation doesn't work, then the next generation. If the next generation doesn't work, then the next generation. As long as we continue to work hard, we will be invincible. What we need now is time and development.”
Ye Yong said lightly.
"Remember, for thousands of years, our ancestors have created one glory after another, one incredible feat after another.”
"So what if the Outsiders are powerful for a while? One day, they will all submit to us. Instead of daydreaming here, why don't we think about how we can catch up?”
"Our bloodline teaches us what it means to strive for self-improvement and what it means to be united. This is China, this is the Han people. Why should we fear death?”
Ye Yong's gaze swept across the entire hall. Only Ye Yong's voice continued to echo in the hall.
"My Emperor is mighty!"
"My Emperor is mighty!"
"My Emperor is mighty!"
All the officials knelt down and shouted in a low voice, their faces flushed red.
"Retreat."
Ye Yong strode away.
As time passed, the scene flashed by. It was like a dream of a thousand years, like a flash of ten thousand years. It was like experiencing it personally, like watching it from the sidelines. The life of a small country's tenacious emperor slowly appeared before Ye Yong's eyes.
Hiding, enduring, gathering, and strengthening day after day, year after year. In a trance, Ye Yong had already spent nearly a year in this special space-time.
Until one day, a change occurred!
.........
In the royal study, Ye Yong was writing down the ways and methods of developing the country. He had written down some of the advanced methods that only existed in the later generations.
Since he had returned here and could experience all of this personally, Ye Yong naturally wanted to do his best to save the common people and save his fellow descendants of the Yellow Emperor.
It had nothing to do with the Holy Mother. He believed that every person who had not cooled down would be like this. This was also the unity and mutual help that belonged to the Yan Huang bloodline.
Of course, he couldn't write about science and technology. Ye Yong had tried this before. When he wrote about things that surpassed the technology of the current era, there would be an invisible warning that forced Ye Yong to give up on those thoughts.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Advisor requests an audience."
Just as he was writing something, the eunuch's voice came from the door.
"Please."
Ye Yong raised his head slightly when he came back to his senses.
State Preceptor!
Warlocks were born at the beginning of China. Other than the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were naturally warlocks in every dynasty and generation. However, warlocks only belonged to the Han bloodline. Non-Han people were not allowed to enter.
Similarly, there were naturally warlocks in this era.
"Your Majesty, good news, great news. A few days ago, I deduced that a god was about to descend into the world, and I have successfully brought that god back.”
A middle-aged man with a long beard rushed into the royal study and bowed to Ye Yong.
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