At this moment, Qin, Jin, Song…
Every dynasty, from the royal family's descendants to the scholars, farmers, and merchants, were all shocked.
It was as if they had seen a grand world that had never existed and could never exist!
Western Jin.
The old slave, who was wearing tattered clothes and revealing his ribs, raised his head and pointed numbly at the miracle-like golden plate. His voice was hoarse.
"How is that possible?"
"They said that in that era, newborns were given inoculations, and medical treatment made the number of children who died pitifully small.”
"They even said that the commoners can travel around the country. How is that possible!”
The old Han slave's eyes were bleak as he looked at the broken corpses scattered on the edge of the Hu battlefield, and the children and women he had captured. His body trembled.
"How is that possible?"
"Is there really such a dynasty in this world?”
Western Han.
A poor student wearing thin clothes and holding a scroll walked out of the thatched hut. He was extremely sad and looked at the void in front of him with his mouth agape.
"Impossible!"
"Commoners can read? Throughout the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period, and even the Great Qin and Han Dynasties, how could there be any reason for the common people to read?”
"Aren't books for aristocratic families?”
"Can this country really let its citizens read the written petition?”
He didn't know how he should believe it, but those golden words in the void made his heart tremble.
Did that era that touched the soul really exist?
His eyes were finally filled with confusion and nervousness, mixed with a hint of anticipation.
In the Great Qin Empire, Ying Zheng, who was patrolling the east, looked at the sonorous sounds in the air with a confused look.
What country was this?
What he had done was already the limit. How could the commoners roam the world?
"Like me, unify the language, language, and standards?”
"Two thousand years later?"
"Impossible. I haven't done it yet, so how can the future generations do it!”
Big Ming.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was dressed in plain clothes, had his hands behind his back. The officials behind him stood solemnly, looking dignified and domineering.
"The alien tribes can no longer command this land and rely on the armies of the common people to wipe out the clans?”
"It's a fantasy. Even I, the founding emperor, can't completely resolve the calamity of the clan.”
"As for the Outsiders…"
Zhu Yuanzhang fell silent when he mentioned this.
This domineering emperor never denied his achievements, but even he did not completely exterminate the foreign tribes. The remnants of Northern Yuan and the foreign tribes in the Fan Land were eyeing them covetously.
How could there be such an army in the future?
Qing Dynasty.
In the palace, Qianlong, who called himself Shiquan, looked at the words in the void and roared angrily.
"Protect all the poor scholars in the world?"
"Enlighten the people. Has this country gone crazy?”
His Qing Dynasty closed the country, imprisoned culture, and even advocated imperial examinations. It was originally to bind the people with lofty aspirations in the world.
How dare this country!
A new scene finally appeared in the past dynasties.
After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, Houjin defeated Dashun and Nanming, occupied the capital and seized the world.
The Qing Dynasty lasted for more than 270 years and had 12 emperors. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the overseas countries were strong and had opened up the sea. The last 300 years were about to end. The overseas races traded poisons for silk, gold and silver, destroying the foundation of a country.
Among them were poisonous plants, but there was actually the absurd idea of uprooting farmland and not producing food. History said that the Dingshu famine swept through most of the Qing Dynasty, especially in the northern provinces and other five provinces. It affected many provinces in the south, and tens of millions of people died in the disaster. People ate each other, and women and children were all food. Hail, drought, locust plagues, there were continuous disasters inside, and overseas races were eyeing them. The Qing Dynasty was on the verge of collapse.
The Qing court wanted to drive away the overseas gangrene, but the city walls were no match for artillery shells, and the weapons were inferior to foreign guns. They were stuck in their own way and suffered a crushing defeat. They could only cede land and pay reparations, pour out the country's material resources, and make the country happy.
The dignity of the country was lost, and the people had no dignity. They were slaves to the foreign races in the ancestral land. Their lives were in the hands of the foreign races overseas.
In the north, there are powerful countries eyeing us covetously. In the east, there are foreign countries plundering and enslaving us. We are in danger. Those with lofty aspirations are unwilling to let China sink into the abyss. From now on, this person swears to reform the old, change the way of China, and strengthen the backbone of China.
In the sky, someone looked at these words and felt a chill run down his spine.
A deep sense of powerlessness gradually appeared.
The words changed and an image appeared.
It was a scholar with a braid. He was generous and domineering when faced with a snitch leaking secrets.
The scholar was completely fearless and only calmly stated a fact!
"Every country's reform is formed from bloodshed. Today, China has never heard of anyone bleeding because of reform. If there is, please start with Si Tong!"
Knowing that there is a tiger in the mountain, he went to the tiger mountain and asked for blood to correct China!
Tan Sitong, a scholar of the Qing Dynasty, was one of the pioneers of the country!
At this moment, the concept of China finally appeared.
Song Dynasty.
Wang Anshi's face was pale. The party struggle after the failure of the reform had already exhausted him. He had even once doubted whether the reform was really feasible.
However, when he saw this scene, the old scholar clenched his fists and muttered excitedly,
"China's reform!"
"Is this the origin of the country?”
On the other side.
Big Ming.
Through the opened door and window, the old Zhang Ju was lying on the bed. His face was pale, but it was difficult to hide his excitement. His wrinkled fingers trembled as he pointed at the scene in the sky.
"The country in the future is called China?"
" Such a reform!!!"
The scholar with a braid spoke in a sonorous voice and told them.
The reform was made with blood.
From him, it was only for the prosperity of this country.
The country has nurtured scholars for 150 years, loyal to justice and loyal to death!
From this moment on, the road to becoming a majestic country was a difficult one!
The various dynasties vaguely felt the vastness of history and suppressed waves. The founding of this country called Huaxia was too vast.
Overthrown under the rule of an alien race,
Awakened in the despair of slavery,
Under the reform of the times, we use our lives to reform,
Create a new one!
A new country!
Now, it officially began.
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