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Chapter 1992 The Emperor is compassionate!
Li Ping'an looked at the lecture and said, "Uncle, what does this mean?"

Da Lun Dongzan stroked his beard and whispered: "You can understand it as sublimation!"

"Sublimation?" Li Pingan was even more confused. He didn't understand why his uncle would do this. What does sublimation mean?
Is it really just for this?
"The Ming Dynasty is unprecedentedly great. In the near future, the world will be united. Do you know what this means?" asked Dalun Dongzan.

"It means that the world will be unified!" Li Ping'an said.

Dongzan was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but hit Li Ping'an on the head, "Stop playing tricks on me, you will be the king of Nanfan from now on, and millions of people in Nanfan will live under your command, you Gotta understand and understand.

If you truly understand what the Supreme Emperor does, you will find that his greatness is by no means weaker than the gods.

His compassion is even greater than that of Bodhisattva!

Your uncle and I have never admired anyone in my life, but the Supreme Emperor is someone I want to admire.

The kind of person who admires you so much that you want to prostrate yourself! "

Li Ping'an touched the place where he was knocked, "Uncle, please clarify!"

“Any dynasty, any country, in order to rule better, will use gods and ghosts to control the people, and set up some so-called miracles to fool the people, so as to achieve the purpose of governing the world.

This method is effective, but over time, the people will become enslaved.

The Central Plains is different. The emperor of the Central Plains is the Son of Heaven, the Son of God.

But it is still to better rule the world.

Today, when the Supreme Emperor said this, he broke the practice that has been practiced for thousands of years and untied the rope that fooled the people.

How could he not be compassionate?

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has a great wish that he will not become a Buddha until hell is empty.

In my opinion, none of them can compare to the mercy of the Supreme Emperor. "

"But can we still rule well like that?" Li Ping'an asked in confusion.

Da Lun Dongzan gave him another angrily, "Silly, you grew up in Tokyo, Ming Dynasty is no longer an ordinary dynasty.

The young people of Ming Dynasty are extremely energetic.

Think about it, does Ming have any hope?

They love their country and are loyal to their monarch. What controls them is never gods, ghosts and heaven, but loyalty, filial piety, etiquette, benevolence, and morality.

Why is it that from ancient times to the present, the Central Plains has been a kingdom of heaven, and small countries like us can only admire it?

It is because the Central Plains has found its own direction.

The Supreme Emperor knew this, so he would undo these constraints without hesitation.

He truly regarded the people here as his own, and that's why he came here.

If it were anyone else, absolutely not.

The two capitals of the Ming Dynasty, the East and the West, had a population of tens of millions, accounting for more than half of the world's population.

He can be like other dynasties without allocating a lot of resources to this side.

Instead, just send officers and soldiers to guard it.

But Ming Dynasty did not.

Do you see any difference in the lives of the people in Nanfan and the people in the Central Plains?

They receive the same education, and most of their food and drink expenses are brought from the Central Plains.

We used to eat highland barley, but who else eats highland barley now?

They all eat Baihuahua’s rice and Baihuahua’s fine noodles.

This is compassion.

Treating everyone equally is the greatest benevolence of an emperor.

That’s why I said that the Supreme Emperor is the true God on earth. "

Li Ping'an seemed to understand. At this moment, Qin Mo's words took root in his heart.

"Brother-in-law, what if we lose?"

"The worst case scenario is to start over from scratch. I know it is difficult to change everyone's habits, so we will use ten or twenty years to change.

However, I don’t want to use these to restrain the people anymore. Qin Mo smiled and said, "Officials administering the Qingming Festival better serve the people. Only when the people are enlightened can more honest officials be born." I hope that one day, Nan Fan can break his shackles and become better.

It doesn’t have to have a large population or be very modern, but I hope the people here are free. "

Li Shuang'an looked at Qin Mo in shock, and then bowed deeply, "Shuang'an has learned a lesson!"

Qin Mo quickly helped him up, then looked at Li Ping'an beside him and looked at his hands.

Li Pingan walked over hesitantly. The more he knew about Qin Mo's greatness, the more he was in awe.

In the past, I was only in awe of this uncle's methods and legend, but now after getting close to him, I realized how dazzling his personality was.

For the first time, he saw that a human being could really shine like a god.

"Overlord"

"You kid, you called me uncle when you were in Tokyo, but now that you're here, you've become strangers. Why, we haven't seen each other for several years, are we unfamiliar?"

Li Ping'an scratched his head, "I used to be young and ignorant, but now that I have grown up, I know that the sky is high and the sky is high."

Qin Mo laughed and rubbed Li Ping'an's head, "You can do it, kid. I'm looking forward to you!"

"Thank you, uncle!" Li Pingan said with a smile.

Qin Mo looked at Da Lun Dongzan who was not far away, "We have known each other for decades, I owe you once, give you a chance to regain your reputation?"

Da Lun Dongzan's wrinkled face showed a look of astonishment, and then he laughed, "Old minister, I can't walk anymore, and my brain is not flexible anymore. I'm afraid..."

"Come on, you are the oldest treasure in Nanfan. Go and break my golden body. I believe you can do it well.

Some things are inappropriate for Shuangan to do, but it seems appropriate for you to do them.

Even if your neck is buried in the soil, it won't hurt to be scolded a few times, what do you think? "

The wrinkles on Dongzan's face unfurled during the discussion, "Old minister, I'm happy to oblige!"

Qin Mo smiled and nodded. Most people really can't do this well.

Regarding the high prestige of Dongzan, it can be said that in Nanfan, it is ranked among the top three.

When he came forward, even if those people were angry, they didn't dare to do anything.

Qin Mo also hopes that he can contribute his final strength.

He is a native of this land.

He is also the person who most hopes for the good life of the people in this land.

He knows what to do.

Dongzan knew in his heart that this was the last thing he could do in his life.

Qin Mo didn't owe him anything.

Even if his son died in his hands, it was Qin Mo's fault.

What's more, his son committed suicide and died in his own hands, so Qin Mo couldn't blame him.

But he didn't say this, and he didn't bother to say it.

He just accepted this task silently.

After the discussion, Qin Mo stayed in the Red Palace.

It was the same room where Subi Mojie and I were ashamed.

The moonlight was bright at night, Qin Mo was lying outside, the cool breeze was howling, and it was indescribably cool.

At this moment, Qin Mo heard singing.

The singing seemed to come from heaven.

Bai Yu and Wu Xia immediately became alert. This was the Red Palace, where was the singing coming from?

"Ask who sang it!" Qin Mo ordered.

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, then retreated. Not long after, a girl in white clothes appeared in front of Qin Mo.

(End of this chapter)