Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty, he became Wu Song, and from then on he unfolded a magnificent fairy tale landscape.

One hundred and eight demons reincarnated and caused chaos;

The spirit of the true dragon is torn apart, and the Song and Yuan Dynasties are fighting;

The Xianmen and the Hiddenmen appeared one after another to control the court;

Confucianism, Taoism, Law, and Buddhism are all yin and yang, and a hundred schools of thought contend:

Taoist priests who guard the dragon veins, demons who escape from control, monks who guard the destiny of the country, warlocks who kill invisible people, low-level sects, secret successors who control machine beasts, Meng Yuan warships sailing into the sea...

A different world of immortals and heroes...

A reborn young master, Confucius is in his prime, Yanzi is old and frail, Sun Tzu's military treatise is unfinished, and the powerful state of Jin is on the verge of collapse due to the infighting among the ministers... As a son, his courage surpasses all others. One day, he avenges his father, and the world is shaken—this is enough for a true man.

At this moment, I gaze upon the lush reeds, wondering where my beloved is amidst the autumn waters. In the mulberry grove by the city corner, a quiet maiden hesitates, while the ospreys cry. A gentleman seeks her out—what more could a good man ask for?

In this era of great contention, when the world is vying for supremacy, and Qing Ji is still alive, what will become of the world?

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She used to be most afraid of going to court, but later she was most afraid of leaving court.

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After the court session, Chen Jinzhao, clutching the jade tablet, tried to leave with his head down, but was quickly stopped by the chief eunuch waiting outside the Golden Palace.

"Your Excellency, the Regent is waiting for you to come and discuss matters. Please come in."

A four-horse carriage was parked where the Grand Eunuch indicated. Other court officials walked around it from a distance, and even when they passed by from afar, they would still bow deeply to show their respect.

The carriage curtains were not lowered, and the person inside sat upright, motionless as a mountain.

This path has many ups and downs. People come, people go.

Jiang Ling did not have the makings of a martial artist. She once felt inferior, but with a heart full of optimism, she sought another path.

In the world on top of the mountain, all she had were her shifu, shijie, and shixiong. When she entered Jianghu, she had to start over from the beginning, and He Xi bursted into her life. This was the first time she had met a foreign woman, and sure enough, she’s as different as the books say. In her ignorance, Jiang Ling did everything with her until she finally started to panic.

⸺ What in the world is wrong with me?

“Don’t avoid me, I grew up on the mountain, and I haven’t seen much of the world.”

From opposing each other across a sea of blood to finally joining hands to walk the same path, Jiang Ling has hated and she has loved.

The history of the late Ming Dynasty was chaotic and complex, and can be described as a history written by a few people with strong personal charisma.

Whether it was rebels like Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, rulers like Chongzhen and Yuan Chonghuan, or traitors like Wu Sangui and Geng Jingzhong, each of them had many stories. It was because of these wonderful stories that the history of the late Ming Dynasty became so grand and turbulent.

To write this period of history well, we must naturally depict vivid characters, regardless of their stance. We stand on the edge of the long river of history and observe from the sidelines; they are merely a ripple in this long river.

To observe the world with a critical eye is what we need to do now, and to observe history with a critical eye is also a pursuit in our lives.

The river of history has flowed to our feet, and we can stand on its banks, ready to embrace our history.

[Unsystematic War of Resistance + Long March + War of Resistance + Anti-Eagle]

Long Wencheng traveled back to the Xiangjiang period. He had no system, no teleportation portal, only a heart full of patriotism.

From the bloody battle of the Xiang River to the four crossings of the Chishui River, the iron chains on the Dadu Bridge are cold.

He fought his way from Pingxingguan to Shanhaiguan, winning every battle along the way.

He walked from the vast grasslands to Changjin Lake.

Long Wencheng fought fiercely all the way, vowing to fight to the death against the bandits, and his battles became poetry!

From suppressing the rebellion and reducing the power of the princes to relocating the capital and compiling the classics, from conquering the Mongols to venturing to Southeast Asia, I was omnipresent, yet no one knew of my presence. I wielded power in my sleeves, traveling incognito, discreetly! Discreetness is the key to success. A tortuous life, a passive fate, ultimately led to his rise and counterattack. Seemingly a powerless imposter, he reversed his passive life trajectory, creating a new landscape for the entire environment! The turbulent struggle for the throne, the meticulously planned reforms to reduce the power of the princes, the glorious moment of the Yongle Encyclopedia, the decisive relocation of the capital, the internal strife and external rebellions—in all these events, large and small, his shadow could not be erased, his footprints could not be concealed! The early Ming Dynasty was a time of constant turmoil. It was an era of receding turmoil, yet a group of heroes and ruthless figures stirred history, pushing the Ming Dynasty's rule to its first peak! In such a historical context, how did a small figure from modern times manage to manipulate events, intervene in such upheaval, and achieve his own discreet glory?

In the tenth year of Tianbao, the heroic emperor Gao Yang played the hip-bone pipa and sang by himself. The accompaniment was bizarre, absurd, terrifying, desperate and painful.

That year, Liu Taozi, who lived by the Zhang River, caught some fish, and the story began.

The Goddess of War, Tian Quan, bored and wanting to raise a celestial pet, received a giant egg of unknown species from the Divine Beast Bureau. From it hatched a chubby chick with a red crest and black feathers. To compete with her rival, the chick prematurely transformed into human form, leaving a single long red feather on its head. She constantly trimmed and retried it, causing her great anxiety. A series of strange incidents occurred, and all the clues pointed to the chick as the incarnation of the vanquished Mirage Lord. And the one who slew the Mirage Lord in the great battle was none other than Tian Quan herself.