At this moment.
Northern Song Dynasty.
Wang Anshi was a little old. He carried a loose robe with wide sleeves on his back and watched the founding of the country.
How was the Song Dynasty founded?
Put on the yellow robe, drink a cup of wine to release the power of the army.
But what about China?
Such a tragic beginning began with the most bloody reform and the overthrow of that decadent era.
Just by looking at this beginning, he felt that this was a different country.
The Great Tang.
As the emperor known as the Heavenly Khan by the Outsiders, Li Shi Min's gaze fell on the image in the void with a complicated expression.
He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair and pondered for a moment before speaking.
"This person is neither the emperor nor a minister.”
Was there such a country in the world that could start a reform just for the sake of the common people?
Great Qin.
Now, the First Emperor's carriage had stopped and no longer patrolled the area.
He sat in front and watched the scene from afar.
He was a little tired, but he was also very curious.
This was because this country was too difficult. There were strong enemies on the outside and natural and man-made disasters on the inside. Under such chaotic circumstances, did China start to establish a country from here?
At the same time.
The words in the sky appeared resplendently again.
Xianyang of the Great Qin Dynasty, Luoyang of the Great Han Dynasty, Chang 'an of the Great Tang Dynasty, Bianjing of the Great Song Dynasty…
In different cities of different eras, the golden rankings were resplendent, and the text continued to appear!
At the end of the dynasty, at the beginning of the founding of China, these people did not choose to love their country at the cost of their lives because they knew they would become great people.
They die without knowing that their dreams have come true
In this era, the only people who were romantic enough were those who risked their lives to find a way out for China.
At this moment.
Tang Dynasty.
Li Bai, who was half-leaning on the boat, smiled. He didn't say anything and just looked at the sky.
Those bloodstained dreams were the romance of a country.
He filled his glass with wine and let the breeze enter his arms. The corners of his mouth curled up.
"Good, descendants, very good."
He didn't know the future achievements of a country that someone was willing to protect with their lives. However, he felt his blood boil with excitement as he continued to advance.
Chu Country.
Qu Yuan sat quietly outside the courtyard, his eyes filled with gratification.
He had been writing about romance for half his life, and his dream was always like this.
There are countless people in the world who seek fame and fortune.
In this country known as China, starting from this scholar Tan Sitong, they didn't even know whether their dreams would be realized or not, nor did they know that they would eventually become a generation that would leave their names in history.
But how romantic was it that he chose to reform himself?
In the new dynasty.
Wang Mang was somewhat silent. The frost between his brows made him look particularly old.
However, he was only fifty years old now.
Looking at the official camp of salt, iron, and wine that had just been approved, he finally put down the bamboo slip after attracting the opposition of many officials.
The words in the sky made him look particularly uncomfortable.
"We don't even know if our dreams can be realized until we die, but that doesn't stop us from moving forward.”
"Yeah, I don't know if I can see the golden age of the world in the books, but we have to continue moving forward, right?”
Now.
Qing Dynasty.
Having just quelled the rebellion of the three vassal states, Kangxi, who was in his twenties, was full of pride. The memorials piled up on the table were mostly praises from his officials.
However, when he saw the scene in the air, that extremely tragic era was after the Qing Dynasty. The young emperor's face was ashen.
"Bastard!"
Emperor Qianlong roared in rage.
"So it's after the Qing Dynasty, but why are you called the greatest country!”
In the sky, the text continued.
In July of this year, the Kawasaki aliens attacked the transport ships and garrisons of Asan, causing the 1894 - 1895 Sea War to invade the Chinese waters. Zuo Baogui was sacrificed in the battle of the Yellow Sea. Deng Shichang and Lin Yongsheng died for the country. The Kawasaki aliens entered Liaodong, and the local people fought to the death to defend the country.
In the same year, Honolulu established the Xingzhong Association, where people with lofty ideals gathered to save the country.
The following year, in the Battle of Weihaiwei, the Beiyang Navy was destroyed. The Qing court asked for peace with Kawasaki and was forced to sign the treaty of Shimanseki. Xu Ji led the Ryukyu Revolutionary Army and Liu Yongfu to cooperate to resist Kawasaki. Kang Youwei and others wrote a letter to oppose peace negotiations with Kawasaki and requested reform.
In two years, the country will occupy Jiaozhou Bay
In June of the following year, Emperor Guangxu issued the "Dingguo is Zhao" to appoint Kang Youwei as the Prime Minister's Yamen Zhang Jing. Then, he sent Tan Sitong, Yang Rui, Liu Guangdi, Lin Xu, and others to participate in the reform. In September, Empress Dowager Cixi took part in the coup, imprisoned Emperor Guangxu and killed six people, Tan Sitong, Yang Rui, Liu Guangdi and Lin Xu. It was known as the coup of 1898.
The reform failed!
As the text ended, a new scene appeared.
Inside the prison.
Tan Sitong was riddled with wounds. He was dressed in white, and the word 'prisoner' on his chest was clearly visible.
Other than the bloodstains from his wounds, there was nothing else. Leaning against the wall, Tan Sitong only looked at the sky outside the window.
The jailer came with food. When he saw the scholar's posture, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
He couldn't understand those passionate words, but he knew that this scholar was different from other prisoners. He didn't want to see the people being bullied by the alien races.
The jailer told Tan Sitong that he had been sent here by Broadsword Wang Wu and that Broadsword Wang Wu would rob the execution ground.
Tan Sitong shook his head and stared at the blazing sun outside the window.
"Save? This country is hopeless."
He even laughed and turned to stare at the other figures that were being grabbed.
"I saw it, I really saw it.”
He reached out and patted their shoulders, a smile forming on his pale lips.
"I see a brand new country appearing. It doesn't matter if I die. This country will eventually wake up.”
"He will rise above the world and awaken from the blood of our deaths!”
A night later, on the execution ground, Tan Sitong's gaze swept across the commoners in front of him.
The commoners were still ignorant and pointed their fingers as if they were watching a show.
The executioner frowned and looked at the six people.
"Have you ever regretted offending your superiors and bewitching His Majesty?”
Tan Sitong laughed, his spine as straight as a spear.
"You have enslaved my people for nearly 300 years and have yet to be enlightened. When my people are enlightened, we will create a glorious country!”
"The Qing Dynasty changed my life, and I changed the Qing Dynasty's heart.”
The blade rose and the head fell.
Even so, Tan Sitong's gaze was still flying away. In the shocking scene, he was still fearless and had no regrets!
He was dead.
Tan Sitong died and the reform of 1898 failed.
At this moment.
The Great Tang.
Behind Li Shiming, Fang Xuanling looked at the sky with a complicated expression.
"Who is this person? He died and couldn't even see the country after that. Was he still looking forward to it?”
"What kind of great country is he looking forward to?”
Shock surged in his old heart as blood splattered everywhere.
The smile and determination in those eyes, those astonishing hopes, what exactly did they see?
He couldn't imagine it.
Li Shi Min, who was standing in front of him, closed his eyes.
His world had been won in blood. He was not afraid and was already used to it.
But what he saw were people who died for fame and profit.
When had there ever been such a person in the world who would use his death in exchange for the world's alarm, the enlightenment of the Chinese people, and the creation of a country of supreme glory?
He didn't even have the chance to see such a prosperous world.
Was it worth it?
At this moment, this country seemed to have some kind of terrifying power. Even Li Shiming began to look forward to it.
What country was this?
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