At the same time.
The Great Tang.
Wei Zheng was also staring at the screen.
That child grew up alone and in despair. He never slacked off and desperately pushed himself.
His eyes reddened.
He should have enjoyed the same comfort as his peers, but he didn't.
He only knew that this wasn't their country. He didn't want his clansmen to live in humiliation and without dignity.
"What a good man!"
In the main hall.
Empress Zhangsun looked on silently, tears pouring out.
This child was about the same age as Green Sparrow and the others, but he was born with such a difficult life.
Who would remember that he was just a child?
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The stocktaking continued.
You are already twenty years old. For more than ten years, you have been practicing martial arts, studying, and practicing the art of war. Your grandfather secretly took you to participate in the imperial examination of the alien race just to let you understand the alien race better. You have silently prepared everything.
You live in this fallen land, and the people here live like slaves. They appear in front of you day after day. They live without dignity, but they are still alive. However, the oppression of these foreign races is too harsh. They don't even want to fulfill such a small wish.
At the age of twenty-one, the commoners in the rear couldn't bear the oppression and humiliation. Finally, they rebelled. More than twenty thousand volunteer soldiers rose and fell one after another. For a moment, the momentum was great. They wanted to fight with the non-humankind. You saw the opportunity and joined them.
However, they encountered the rebel army, and the news was leaked. The war failed, and many people were captured. The leader of the rebel army tried to kill your Shangguan and escorted a group of comrades to surrender to the non-humankind. They had already entered the non-humankind army and gathered 50,000 people.
You led 50 people to stake everything on killing 50,000 Outsiders, killing the traitor and saving the people.
At this moment.
In the blurry scene.
He rushed over resolutely and entered the array alone.
One man and one sword, defeating the enemy in the midst of thousands of troops.
Peerless magnificence!
At that time, you walked out of the fallen land and went to your home country. That was the Han court.
The young you was full of hope.
You want to lead the Han army to fight back!
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You returned to the south with the traitors and the righteous men under your command. With a reformed identity, when you crossed the border with difficulty, what appeared in front of you was no longer a ferocious and tyrannical face, but a clansman like you. Your eyes were filled with tears.
Your country is still here. You still have your army and the imperial court. After you brought the traitor to the capital and beheaded him, you received the emperor's commendation and became an official. This year, you are 22 years old.
At the age of twenty-six, you understood the foreign tribes too well. You tried your best to describe the mountains and rivers in your mind, the passes and the troops. In the middle of the night, you lit the lamp and wrote everything you knew on the memorial. Ten articles were written on the memorial. You were talented and had amazing strategies to resist the enemy. All the scholars in the imperial court were amazed by them.
The imperial court had just suffered a defeat, and the emperor did not consider your strategy. After the memorial was sent, it was just perfunctory and transferred you to another region to govern the people. Your enthusiasm gradually cooled. You wanted to hold a sword since you were young and were unwilling to manage government affairs. You promised grandfather that you would fight back.
Although the Emperor is not interested in your strategy to defend against the enemy, he thinks that your ability to do things is not bad. You start to govern a government official, and you realize that this place is very poor because it has been ravaged by the enemy several times. Under the flames of war, it is extremely tragic.
You sighed and suppressed the desire to kill the enemy in your heart. You governed the place day and night. In just half a year, you cleaned up many old cases, built irrigation works, adjusted production, built roads, and trained soldiers.
Your governance was quite effective. The emperor and the imperial court saw it and were amazed. Therefore, you were transferred to various places. With your strong governance skills, you were promoted all the way within a few years and finally came to the position of a border official.
During the day, you manage government affairs, but every night, you always think of the time when you were in the army. The horn in the camp vaguely sounds in your ears. You silently draw your sword and look to the north. Finally, you only sigh. So you can only pick up your pen and write poems one after another.
Your literary talent is destined to be stunning. A scholar came to find you and asked you to join a scholar group, but you only rejected him. You told him that if you could go to the front line to kill enemies, you would rather not write poetry for the rest of your life. You wanted to hold a sword.
The scholar looked at you strangely and thought that you were crazy. Scholars were the most noble. No one knew the despair in your heart, but you still refused to give up. You quietly trained the Flying Tiger Army. You were waiting, waiting for the day when the court said they would fight back.
You refused to integrate into the weak official factions of the imperial court and wanted to go north, making it impossible for you to gain a foothold in the officialdom. Your identity was especially feared by the officials of the imperial court. You were born in that land, so you were impeached by the dignitaries and lost all your positions. This year, you were forty-one years old.
In the end, you didn't wait for the imperial court to recover your lost territory. You only held your sword and looked blankly at the north.
At this moment.
The golden list appeared again.
At the age of twenty-one, you have the courage to stake everything on a single bet. Fifty people charged into the enemy's army of fifty thousand to capture the traitor.
At the age of twenty-seven, even when the Imperial Court had just been defeated, you were still amazingly talented and wrote down a strategy to resist the enemy.
At the age of forty, you waited for twenty years to train your soldiers and be ready to respond to the Imperial Court and recover your lost territory.
You would always hold onto hope and wait for the imperial court to dispatch you. You would be the first to charge into the battlefield.
But at 41 years old.
You were dismissed from office, drew your sword and looked around at a loss.
No one knew how desperate you were.
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At this moment.
The Great Tang.
Empress Zhangsun's eyes were red as she wept silently.
She had seen this child's life with her own eyes. He had been waiting for her since she was so young.
When their homeland returned, their clansmen would no longer live so lowly.
He waited for 40 years.
"When he held his sword and looked blankly at the Northlands, how hopeless must he have been?”
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On the other side.
Southern Song Dynasty.
The old Liang Hongyu silently raised her head and looked at the Golden Roll.
Her heart ached terribly.
She had seen how hard that child had worked since he was young.
But he did not understand the Imperial Court, and the Imperial Court did not understand him.
Liang Hongyu smiled as she looked at her husband's tombstone.
"He's so much like you, but this child is too bitter.”
At this point, she was clearly smiling, but tears were flowing down her face.
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The Heavenly Dao Golden Rankings continued.
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