Whether it is as small as a person, an individual, a nation or a country, respect never comes out of thin air, let alone relying on the charity of courtesy and virtue.

The most striking examples are the Silla and Baekje, especially the Wa Kingdom, which has always shown respect only for the powerful and has always been a barbaric act of sticks and guns for the weak.

However, among the virtues of the Chinese nation, it has always been important to convince people with virtue and treat them with courtesy, but among the so-called virtues, our nation has added a shackle to this kind of courtesy and virtue, that is, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated with a spring.

Therefore, whether it is a small person or a nation, when helping a person or a nation, when we show our strong cultural advantages and courtesy and morality, we always expect the people we help to be able to stand on the same line with us all the time.

There are even times when the person you are helping goes against your will and deviates from your intended track, we think that person is ungrateful.

Rising to the height of a nation, whether it is the Tang Dynasty or a strong man, when we drive out foreign invasions by force, when we think that the will of the people of goodness helps other nations, we often give the words of gratitude to others for free.

This kind of behavior that shackles the original meaning of the nation and only seeks rewards has never been a diplomatic means to benefit itself, but this is a shackle imposed by the Chinese ancestors on culture, putting our concept only within the scope of the Central Plains, but treating the conquered nation as a barbarian alien.

When aliens and strangers yearn for longing, or even want to integrate into the big circle of the Chinese nation, they often need to have the identity of a begging and sad rescuer on their heads, but we forget that no matter which nationality he is, he has his most basic dignity.

Whether it is Tibet or other herdsmen, whether it is this life or the previous life, it is a difficult problem for Li Hong to solve.

Even in the previous life, when a large number of preferential policies were offered, we began to be impatient, hoping that people would immediately sing praises for us and immediately give us the same value of gratitude.

"So...... Tibet needs old antiques like Dai Zhide to help them learn our culture, but it also needs people like me to be evildoers, so that they can give them a kind of deterrence and fear after adapting to my Tang Dynasty's gratuitous dedication to them, so that they can remember our former goodness, that is, the kindness of imperial power? This is a kind of heartfelt choice, not because the old antiques have been passed on to them, but after comparison, they have taken the initiative to make it. Lin Shiling has always boasted of being clever, and he didn't think that there were people in this world who were better at intrigue and trickery than him, but now in the face of His Royal Highness the Prince's explanation, he felt that he had been played with by His Royal Highness and applauded, and he didn't even understand why His Highness sent him to Tibet.

It can be said that step by step, Qin Shi Huang swept the six countries, and then created the unification of the Central Plains with the same track, the same line, and the same book with the same track, and the land of Chu, Han, Yan, Qi, Zhao, and Wei is still inhabited by the people at that time. But after nearly a thousand years of running-in and integration, who will remember that he is from Chu? Are you from Qi? Aren't they all self-proclaimed Tang people and Chinese people? Why is this happening? Why are they no longer anti-imperial court restoration? Those thousand-year-old kingdoms have disappeared in the dust of history, but why are large swaths of land merged into one in the silent river of time? Li Hong stood at the pavilion and looked at the Erhai Lake in the distance, and the calm lake looked comfortable and peaceful in the golden light.

"With the same root and the same origin, we have the same culture, the connected bloodline, even if it is the time of the Five Hu Chaos, even if it is the Sui Dynasty Central Plains, even if it is my Tang Dynasty sitting on the prosperous country, we are under the premise of common, enough to use Chinese culture to unite the strength of the nation, so no one can break us apart?" Lin Shiling felt as if he was thinking in the right direction, and said with a little light in his eyes.

"Yes, but has the Central Plains circle imprisoned our Confucian sages? Did they start to become unenterprising, only guarding the fertile soil that allowed them to rise, holding the thighs of imperial power, lying on the merits of their ancestors, and enjoying the praise of the people, but they never knew that they should hold their subset of scriptures and history and continue to expand this Chinese circle! So it's better for me to help them all and drive them all to the wilderness, and I want to see if they are devoured by the barbarians, or if the barbarians are fused with them! If there are no bones left of their bones devoured by the barbarians, then we as the inheritance of the Chinese nation might as well commit collective suicide, if the barbarians are fused by them, why can't we continue to expand the scope and find the same roots and bloodlines? Li Hong smiled and continued to look at Erhai, and his voice sounded to Lin Shiling, as if it was like rolling thunder, exploding into his mind.

Lin Shiling also looked at Erhai Lake, and the golden water, together with the words of His Royal Highness the Prince, seemed to open a picture of prosperity for Lin Shiling, making him involuntarily fall into the state of the Chinese national circle and could not extricate himself.

"Yes, as long as we can do it, even if there is a change of dynasty, what does it matter? No matter who rules the country, no matter how many princes rise up, but because we have the same root and the same bloodline, sooner or later it will be like the first emperor to unify the six countries...... The sin deserves death! Please punish Your Highness! Lin Shiling, who was immersed in fantasy and suddenly woke up, looked at the prince who was looking at him with a smile on his face, and instantly realized what he had just said, and instantly realized that his head fell to the ground in just an instant.

"It's good to keep these words in your heart, if the situation is today, it's too early to kill my Datang, let's talk about it in another two hundred years." Li Hong patted Lin Shiling's frightened shoulder, then turned around and prepared to walk back.

"Doesn't Your Highness want to build an immortal empire for a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand years? If you follow your proposal to ...... Your Highness. ”

"Don't dream, that's against the laws of history, only time is eternal in the long river of history, there is no need to think too much about the rest, it's enough to do a good job in the present, it's enough to be worthy of your nation, as for the future...... Why are we all dead and still bothering so much? If others want to leave a name in history, let others leave a name, and when the time comes, I will follow the example ......of the queen mother. As he spoke, Li Hong shook his head and remained silent.

I almost said the wrong thing with a lot of emotion, and almost spoiled the deeds of the wordless monument erected by the dragon mother in the previous life and left it for future generations to comment.

But now in Li Hong's opinion, it is estimated that Long Ma will not have that opportunity in this life, so it is better to keep it to herself.

The night gradually enveloped Diancang Mountain and Wuzhi Mountain again, and even the Erhai Lake in the distance outside Taihe City also showed a brown appearance at this time, like a pool of stagnant water, and occasionally a small boat with a little fishing fire rippled in it, but it was also a little like a little star falling into the water, embellishing and shining with the south of the colorful clouds.

Compared with the past, when they walked to the gate of the palace again tonight, both Xinuluo and Lao Shelong couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness in their hearts about this palace that they were familiar with.

Those lanterns that have never been noticed, those maids who have never been looked at by themselves, and those palaces that have spent a lot of manpower, material resources, and financial resources to build back then, all reveal a trace of coldness and strangeness under the dim candlelight tonight.

At the same time, it also made their hearts feel a sense of distance from this palace, and at the same time, they had a trace of regret and reluctance to the palace.

This night is destined to be a turning point in the fate of the six edicts, whether it is Lao Shelong, who was forced to abdicate, or Xinuluo, who is high-spirited but has faintly felt that his son is powerful and strong, and has begun to threaten his throne.

The two of them walked in the respectful attitude of the maids and domestic servants, but they had no sense of superiority in their hearts, and under the heavy emotions, they felt for the first time that this familiar palace seemed to be like walking in the palace of Chang'an tonight, with no sense of security, only a sense of surrender and a sense of suffocation that was a little breathless.

The main hall of the palace should have been the place where they were most familiar and most frequented, and although there was no change in scenery, it seemed that it no longer belonged to them.

Yang Sijian, a courtier of the Tang Dynasty, stood at the door of the main hall, followed by the maid and several other courtiers of the Tang Dynasty, looking at their father and son with a smile.

"Under Yang Sijian, Meng Shezhao, Yunnan King invited, His Royal Highness has been waiting inside for a long time." Yang Sijian is gentle and elegant, comfortable and calm, and looks more like the owner of this palace.

On the contrary, Xinuluo and Lao Shelong, more like guests, were invited here.

"I'm tired, I don't know how many other edicts have arrived?" Lao Shelong asked Yang Sijian in return.

"No one has arrived before the two of you, please." Yang Sijian made a gesture of invitation again, allowing the two to enter the main hall immediately.

Xinuluo worked hard to squeeze out a kind smile on his face, and nodded at Yang Sijian: "Thank you so much Lord Yang for waiting here." ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yang Sijian and smiled, and then walked to the main hall with Lao Shelong under the leadership of the maid.

"Sheng Luoyan, have you told me? Don't let him do anything bastard, but nothing can go wrong. Lao Shelong glanced back at Yang Sijian, who stood behind him with a smile, like bathed in the spring breeze, and said in a deep voice.

Xinuluo paused at the door of the main hall with a calm face, and then continued to follow Lao Shelong to walk inside expressionlessly.