After my inner voice was eavesdropped, I became the favorite of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 66

This brutal act of revenge was like a sudden snowstorm in winter, shrouding the entire Qing court in fear and anxiety. The cold wind blew away the auspicious clouds over the Forbidden City, replacing them with a gloomy haze. People were in a panic, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Emperor Qianlong, who usually boasted of his civil and military achievements, was now sitting on the dragon throne, his face livid, his hands clenched into fists. He usually loved to engage in literary inquisitions, was merciless to dissidents, and would kill the entire clan of a person at any time, regarding human life as cheap as grass. However, this time, even he was frightened by this sudden storm, the majesty in his eyes was replaced by fear, and his face changed drastically, as if he saw the empire under his rule was crumbling.

Let’s talk about Ono Nande, a Japanese in a foreign land. He sat in a simple house in the capital, hoping that the Qing Dynasty would send reinforcements to rescue their distant country. Outside the window, snowflakes were flying, but inside the house was dead silent, with only his heavy breathing and heartbeat echoing. Suddenly, the bad news penetrated his heart like a cold wind. Japan had been destroyed and all the people had become slaves. He was so scared that his soul flew away and he was almost suffocated by fear. At that moment, his world seemed to collapse, and all his hopes and dreams turned into bubbles.

When he thought of the tragic end of his parents, children, and relatives and friends, Ono Nande's heart felt like being eaten by thousands of ants, and he was in agony. He stood up and sat down again, ficklely, as if he couldn't find a corner to rest his soul. His eyes were empty, tears rolled in his eyes, but he refused to fall, because he knew that crying would not solve any problems.

He understood that the root of all this was the order of Li Qingge, the Queen of Dayan. If it weren't for her, how could Shi Shuyu and his gang dare to act so boldly? Therefore, if he wanted to save his relatives, he could only turn to this legendary queen for help. So, he gritted his teeth, mustered up his courage, hurried to the front of the posthouse, and knelt on the cold stone steps with a plop, crying and shouting at the top of his lungs, begging Li Qingge to let Dongying and his relatives go. That voice was as desolate as the cry of an owl in the middle of the night, piercing through the clouds, breaking the tranquility of the Forbidden City, and tearing the hearts of everyone who heard it.

From the emperor to the princes and ministers, everyone listened with their ears perked up and watched with wide eyes, wondering if the legendary queen would soften her heart because of Ono Nande's pleading. They stood or sat, whispered, or showed sympathy, but they didn't dare to express their opinions easily, because Li Qingge's reputation was well known, and her coldness and determination were well known.

Ono Nantoku kowtowed like crazy, crying and begging: "Your Majesty, please have mercy on us, Japan, and my relatives!" His forehead was already red and swollen, and blood was oozing out, but he didn't care at all, just repeating the words that almost became his life. That scene was really heartbreaking to watch and to hear.

However, Li Qingge was like nothing had happened. She sat in the warm room of the inn, holding an embroidery needle and embroidering her bamboo painting stitch by stitch. The bamboo was tall and straight, proudly independent, as if it was a reflection of her character. Her face was calm and her eyes were focused, as if all the noise in the outside world had nothing to do with her. To her, Ono Nande's crying and pleading were just the rustling of leaves in the wind, which could not touch her at all.

Seeing that his plea was useless, Ono Nande's hatred was like a wildfire that spread out of control. He stood up and started to curse in front of the posthouse, saying all kinds of ugly words, and even cursed Li Qingge to die a miserable death. His voice was hoarse and his face was distorted, like a madman who had lost his mind. Yang Tianxiong next to him was so angry that he wanted to rush out and cut off his tongue, but Li Qingge waved his hand and said, "Ignore him, let him curse. A person's anger is often because he is powerless."

Ono Nande lived on steamed buns and water. He cursed for three days and three nights until his voice became hoarse and he was almost in despair. His eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness, but more of helplessness and despair. He knew that he could not change anything, so he could only vent his anger and sadness here.

At this moment, the door of the inn suddenly opened. A gust of cold wind blew in, bringing up the snowflakes on the ground, and also blew away the anger in Xiao Ye Nan De's heart. He looked up and saw Li Qingge, wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, walking out slowly. Her face was still calm, but her eyes were more determined. Before Xiao Ye Nan De could open his mouth to plead again, Li Qingge shouted: "Anyone who dares to invade my Great Yan, no matter how far away, I will hunt them down to the end! Dongying is seeking his own death, and no one else can be blamed!"

Ono Nantoku said in a trembling voice: "Even if our Japanese warriors invaded your merchant ships, they should pay compensation and apologize! Why kill so many people, destroy our country, and enslave our people? You...you are simply a devil!" His voice was full of anger and unwillingness, but more of it was his incomprehension of Li Qingge's decision.

Li Qingge's face darkened and she said in a firm voice: "Those who are not of our race must have different hearts! What's more, Japan has invaded our land many times and killed our people. This hatred is not just one or two days. Now if we destroy Japan, we will wash away the century-old shame and hatred of our China!" Her voice was sonorous and powerful, as if every word hit Ono Nantoku's heart, making him unable to refute.

Ono Nande was speechless and could only stare at Li Qingge with wide eyes. However, Li Qingge seemed not to notice his anger and just waved his hand to interrupt him. Then he said firmly: "Listen, anyone who invades my land and kills my people will not be able to pay for their crimes unless their country is destroyed! Not only will I make them slaves, but I will also make them die miserably in pain and never be reborn!"

After that, Li Qingge stopped paying attention to Ono Nande's curses and noticed a bright yellow figure in the corner. She was slightly startled, then turned and entered the post house. The bright yellow figure was Emperor Qianlong. It turned out that Emperor Qianlong heard that Ono Nande was cursing Li Qingge in front of the post house, so he came to watch the fun, but he didn't expect to hear such a conversation. He was secretly shocked by Li Qingge's determination and coldness, but he also admired her firm will and strong national sentiment.

In the inn, Li Qingge sat at the table, picked up a pen, and began to write a letter to Shi Shuyu. Her handwriting was beautiful and powerful, as if every word contained her determination and faith. She knew that although this war was cruel, it was necessary. Only by making the enemy pay a heavy price can they remember the lesson and stop invading the territory and people of Da Yan.

As for the massacre of 300,000 Japanese warriors, Li Qingge seemed to feel that it was not cruel enough. She wrote in the letter: "We cannot let the surviving Japanese people go. Although they did not directly participate in the war, their ancestors and compatriots once brought us endless pain and disaster. Therefore, we must let them remember this history forever, and let them remind their descendants in the future to never forget this shame and hatred."

After writing the letter, Li Qingge sealed it and handed it to a guard, asking him to deliver it to Shi Shuyu immediately. Then, she stood up, walked to the window, looked at the heavy snow outside, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. She knew that although the war was over, the trauma and hatred left behind would take a long time to heal. And she, as the queen of Da Yan, must shoulder this responsibility and lead her people to a better future.

At this time, Ono Nande was still kneeling in front of the posthouse, his figure looked particularly lonely and helpless in the snow. His heart was filled with despair and anger, but he also knew that he could not change anything. He could only pray silently, hoping that one day, Japan would be able to stand up again and wash away today's shame and hatred.

Emperor Qianlong stood aside, watching all this silently. His heart was filled with complex emotions, including admiration and awe for Li Qingge, as well as helplessness and regret for the war. He knew that as an emperor, he must always keep a clear mind and firm will in order to lead the Qing Dynasty to a more prosperous and powerful future.

Although this brutal revenge action brought great disaster and pain to Dongying, it also made the people of Da Yan more united and determined. They know that only by uniting as one can they resist the invasion and bullying of foreign enemies and protect their homes and loved ones. As the queen, Li Qingge's decisions and actions undoubtedly set an example and confidence for the people of Da Yan. They believe that under the leadership of Li Qingge, Da Yan will surely move towards a more glorious and brilliant future.

This matter is not only about the changing situation in the court, but also about the safety of thousands of innocent lives! In this vortex of power and conspiracy, every decision may become the key to determining the direction of history.

Oh, speaking of Li Qingge, her methods are truly amazing. She is ruthless yet subtle, as if every step is calculated just right, which makes people cannot help but admire her.

When Emperor Qianlong heard the news that Japan was destroyed and the Chinese people were enslaved, he felt as if ice had brushed his back, and his whole body shivered involuntarily. His steps became disordered, and he almost fell down. He was horrified. Who on earth was this woman, this Li Qingge, to have such courage and means!
At this time, the moonlight was like water, quietly sprinkled in the courtyard of the posthouse, adding a bit of softness to this cold winter night. Li Qingge just came out from inside. She was wearing a simple and elegant brocade robe, holding a freshly embroidered bamboo painting in her hands. The green bamboo looked more vibrant under the moonlight, as if every leaf contained unyielding pride. She had been embroidering this painting for a long time under the moonlight, and finally presented it perfectly at this moment.

She turned around and walked back to the house gracefully. Inside, Su Xiaomei had already rearranged the embroidery frame, with the silk threads arranged neatly and colorfully, as gorgeous as a rainbow. She was waiting for a new pattern to start, her eyes flashing with love and persistence for embroidery.

Being an emperor requires not only a great spirit and the ability to take charge of one's own affairs, but also the patience to sharpen one's character. Just like the chrysanthemums in autumn, they can only bloom proudly in the autumn wind if they can endure loneliness and coldness, and bloom for a long time and splendidly. Some of the men who hold great power choose to practice calligraphy to cultivate their character, while others indulge in eating, drinking, playing, painting and writing, all for the purpose of sharpening their will.

As for Li Qingge, her foundation was not yet solid, and writing was not her strong point. She was not as conceited as Qianlong, who could write tens of thousands of poems, and she was not willing to use that method to show off her romanticism. She chose embroidery, a seemingly delicate but sharp craft, to cultivate her mind and cultivate her character.

Don't underestimate embroidery. Although it is a woman's craft, the knowledge involved is unfathomable. Needle by needle, thousands of threads need to be woven back and forth to create a poetic and picturesque scene. The sound of rain, the fragrance of flowers, and the tiger jumping around, these realistic scenes all require the embroiderer's exquisite skills and endless patience. Especially Suzhou embroidery, which is extremely delicate. Not a single stitch can be wrong, otherwise the whole work will be ruined. Therefore, it is most appropriate to use embroidery to sharpen one's character.

Li Qingge likes the pride of bamboo and the nobleness of plum blossoms. She decided to embroider a picture of winter plum blossoms to compare herself, using the plum blossoms that stand proudly in the snow and frost to express her determination to move forward without fear of difficulties.

The thread was threaded and the needle was about to fall when Yang Tianxiong came in. He whispered, "Your Majesty, the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty has passed away."

Li Qingge raised his eyebrows, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes: "I expected this. How does Qianlong look?"

Tianxiong smiled secretly and replied: "His face was as pale as a ghost, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit from hell. I guess he has never seen such a cruel method in his life."

Li Qingge smiled slightly, that smile contained both pride and relief: "Okay, you go and wait. I'm going to start closing the net."

"Yes, sir!" Tianxiong went out quickly, feeling even more respectful towards Li Qingge.

Su Xiaomei said with a smile while arranging the silk thread: "Your Majesty is really wise. I didn't understand what you meant at first, but now I understand it all. This strategy of 'killing the chicken to scare the monkey' is brilliant! I admire your ability to understand people's hearts."

Li Qingge said calmly: "Human hearts are hard to predict. How can it be easy to see through them? I have also been careful step by step. The net hasn't been closed yet, but you have seen through it. It's not easy either." Her tone revealed a bit of fatigue, but more of determination and confidence.

Su Xiaomei smiled and said modestly: "How can I be good at this? I just understood it after the fact. Your Majesty is the real wise man. You calculated every step just right."

With one stab of Li Qingge's needle, a hole appeared on the satin. Her needle tip flew up and down like a butterfly flying among flowers. The branches of the plum blossoms gradually appeared, and the aura of the plum blossoms that stood proudly against the snow and frost seemed to be rushing towards us.

"From the moment I decided to go to Beijing to recognize my relatives, this game was already set." Li Qingge's voice was low and powerful. "Qianlong jumped into the fire pit himself, and Japan took the initiative to deliver it to the door, so I had to act in advance. This is 'killing the chicken to scare the monkey', Japan is the chicken and the Qing Dynasty is the monkey. Only when Japan is completely destroyed and Qianlong and his Eight Banners nobles see with their own eyes the majesty of our Great Yan Navy and the terror of warships and artillery, they will know what true fear is."

Su Xiaomei couldn't help laughing: "That's why your majesty let Shi Shuyu deliberately let Ono Nande come to the capital for help, showing the strength of our Great Yan in front of the emperor and all officials. He also killed 300,000 samurai and demoted the Japanese to pariahs. What's more, he let Qianlong see with his own eyes how ruthless and decisive your majesty is towards foreign races and enemies. This move is really brilliant!"

Li Qingge curled her lips into a sneer: "Cruel and decisive? This is just the beginning. I want everyone to know that I, Li Qingge, am not only a woman, but also a queen who can control her own destiny and rewrite history!" There was a firm light flashing in her eyes, as if she had already seen the glory of the future.

Li Qingge nodded slightly, her tone revealing an unquestionable firmness, as if every word she said contained a thousand pounds of force. "Indeed, Qianlong and his Eight Banners disciples have lived too comfortably. They are immersed in the prosperous dream they have woven, and have no idea of ​​the turbulent outside world. Unless they are on the edge of a cliff, they will never know the taste of fear, let alone the true danger. I have to let them have a good taste of fear, let them know that this country is not as solid as iron and unshakable."

When Su Xiaomei heard this, she immediately understood what he meant. Her eyes flashed with cunning light, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a meaningful smile. "Using the incident in Japan to kill a chicken to scare the monkey can not only show the national prestige of our Great Yan, let those enemies taste the bitterness, and know that our Great Yan is not something they can bully at will; it can also deter the surrounding small countries, so that they dare not act rashly, so as not to follow in Japan's footsteps. More importantly, it can let the emperor and ministers of the Qing Dynasty see with their own eyes how powerful our Great Yan's military power is, and make them afraid. This is really killing three birds with one stone!"

Li Qingge's eyes flashed a little cold when he heard this, but then they became soft and deep. "I planned all this not only to avenge the Japanese pirates for a hundred years and make them pay with blood; nor was it just to show the power of our Great Yan Navy and let them know our strength. My real purpose is to make Qianlong nervous every day and let him feel the fear of losing everything. Only in this way will he have to hand over the country to me and realize the ambition of Great Yan to unify the northern part of China." At this point, Li Qingge's eyes became deeper and deeper, as if he could penetrate time and space and see the future. "A wise man once said that people always like to compromise. For example, if you say that the room is too dark and you want to open a skylight, they may object, thinking that this will destroy the overall structure of the room; but if you say that you want to demolish the house, then they are willing to open a skylight, because compared to demolishing the house, opening a skylight is obviously a smaller loss. This is the 'house demolition effect' in psychology. I am now going to use this effect to make Qianlong and the nobles of the Qing Dynasty have to choose to accept my conditions under my threat."

Su Xiaomei nodded repeatedly, with admiration in her eyes. "The Qing Dynasty is the window to the sky. Your Majesty wants to take over the north, but the Qing emperor will definitely not agree. Even if they know the strength of Da Yan, they will fight to the death, because that is their ancestral foundation. But look at the end of Japan, the country was destroyed, the people became slaves, and their lives were worse than death. In this way, the Qing Dynasty may be willing to achieve unification through peace talks and make the divided China united again. After all, for them, retaining some face and status is better than being annihilated."

Li Qingge nodded with satisfaction, a faint smile on her lips. "This is the essence of my chess game. I want to let Qianlong and the nobles of the Qing Dynasty see a glimmer of hope in their fear and despair, and then hold on to this life-saving straw. Only in this way will they willingly hand over the country and let me realize Da Yan's ambition to unify the north."

Su Xiaomei added: "Your Majesty played this game of chess brilliantly, and every move was calculated just right. But the most crucial thing is that you and the Queen recognized each other as mother and daughter. This move not only confirmed your identity, but also made it impossible for the nobles of the Qing Dynasty to question your bloodline and inheritance rights. In this way, you can legitimately inherit the throne of the Qing Dynasty."

Li Qingge sighed and said with emotion: "In this feudal era, the dynasty is a family-run country, and the inheritance of blood and surname is of vital importance. I have the blood of Aisin-Gioro, so this game of chess has the possibility of success. Without this blood relationship, even if the Great Yan army is strong, Qianlong will not easily surrender. He regards this country as the foundation left by his ancestors, and would rather die than be the king of a fallen country. Therefore, this move is the most critical part of my entire layout."

Su Xiaomei responded with a smile: "Blood is the strongest inheritance in people's hearts. Although some fathers may despise their daughters, blood is thicker than water, and it is better to pass the family business to daughters than to outsiders. Some families without sons will even invite sons-in-law to marry into the family to continue the family's incense and foundation. Although Qianlong is stubborn, facing the safety of his family's bloodline and the country, he should make a wise choice."

Li Qingge smiled slightly, her eyes gleaming with confidence. "You are right. Although daughters are not as good as sons, they are still blood relatives. Look at the example of Japan, where even members of the royal family became slaves and suffered humiliation. If the throne is passed to a daughter, the family can continue in the new dynasty and avoid the fate of national destruction. A wise person will naturally make the right choice. I believe Qianlong is no exception."

Su Xiaomei's eyes sparkled with admiration. She bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you are so wise and powerful. Even the ancient sages cannot compare to you! I admire your wisdom and courage."

Li Qingge waved his hands and smiled bitterly: "I don't dare to take the title of Saint King. I just don't want to cause any more trouble. The safety of this country and the people depends on me, how can I not do my best? As long as I can realize the ambition of Da Yan to unify the north and let the people live a peaceful and happy life, I will be satisfied."

"Your Majesty, although you said you don't want to get involved, your actions are enough to shock the world." Su Xiaomei praised sincerely, "As a woman, you led your troops north to challenge the powerful Qing Dynasty. This courage and determination is admirable. I believe that under your leadership, Da Yan will be able to overcome all difficulties and realize the ambition of unifying the north."

Li Qingge's eyes flashed with determination when she heard this. She knew that she still had a long way to go, but as long as she had faith in her heart, nothing could stop her from moving forward. She took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled, as if to exclude all distracting thoughts in her mind. Then, she picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of tea, then put it down and stood up.

"Let's go, Xiaomei. We still have a lot to do. The safety of this country and the people depends on us, and we can't slack off in the slightest." Li Qingge's voice was firm and powerful, as if it could penetrate all obstacles.

Su Xiaomei also stood up, bowed respectfully, and then followed Li Qingge out of the room. They knew that there were countless challenges and difficulties waiting for them ahead, but as long as they worked together, they would be able to overcome everything and realize Da Yan's ambition to unify the north.

Su Xiaomei's face was full of confusion, and her gentle eyes flashed with some confusion and pity. She whispered, "You have planned so carefully and walked on thin ice every step of the way. It's really too hard." Her tone was full of deep concern for Li Qingge, as if she could feel the burden she was carrying.

Li Qingge shook her head slightly, her eyes firm and deep, as if she could see through the chaos of the world and look directly at the dawn of the future. "Of course I know the truth that 'one force can defeat ten skills'. Using strong strength to overwhelm everything is indeed the most direct way. But if we want to recover the north, achieve true unification, and make this long-divided land one again, this path is difficult, but it is the most suitable, and even the only way." Her voice was soft, but it revealed an unquestionable determination.

"The only way?" Su Xiaomei murmured to herself, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was still thinking about Li Qingge's words. Her eyes showed both doubt and deep trust in Li Qingge. She knew that every decision made by the queen was carefully considered.

Li Qingge stood up, her figure was straight and upright, like an unshakable mountain. Her eyes were cast far into the clear sky, as if she was looking for an answer, and as if she was telling the world her determination. "Xiaomei, tell me, what were the identities of most of the people who participated in the war in history?" Her voice was calm and deep, but it carried a power that could not be ignored.

Su Xiaomei was stunned for a moment. She thought for a while and replied, "Except for those descendants of generals, the rest are basically ordinary people who were conscripted into the army. For the benefit of the country, they had to leave their hometowns and go to the battlefield." Her tone was full of respect and sympathy for those warriors.

Li Qingge's expression became serious, and her eyes flashed with a cold light. "That's right. Whenever a war breaks out, the warriors from the people are the ones who rush to the front and kill the enemy. They are willing to sacrifice their lives for the safety of the country. But once the situation is bad, the ones who run the fastest are often the high-ranking officials who are afraid of death. They only care about their own interests, but not the lives of the people." Her voice was full of indignation towards those corrupt officials and sympathy for the people.

"If I had directly attacked the border with a powerful force, those who would have died under the artillery fire would not have been the corrupt officials who had committed countless evil deeds, but the innocent people. What fault had they committed to become victims of those blinded by greed? How could I bear to see such a tragedy happen?" Li Qingge's voice was filled with pain and helplessness, and her eyes flashed with a firm light, as if she wanted to hold up the sky for the people she loved.

"In the past, I was forced by the circumstances to pacify the south and establish Dayan. In addition, the floods were severe and the people were living in hardship, so I had to take such measures. But now the situation is different. Although the north is oppressed by the heavy taxes of the Qing Dynasty, the people can still barely make a living. If we use force rashly, the casualties will be incalculable. The sacrifice of every soldier is a tragedy for a family! How can I let so many families break up for my own selfish desires?" Li Qingge's voice was full of affection for the people and hatred for war.

"Since there are other ways, such as unifying the north and the south through blood ties and saving the people from the ravages of war, why not do it?" There was a gleam of wisdom in Li Qingge's eyes, and her voice was full of expectations and confidence for the future.

Su Xiaomei was so moved by these heartfelt words that tears welled up in her eyes. She knelt on the ground and said with a choked voice: "Your Majesty, your heart is more merciful than my father's. On behalf of the thousands of people in the north, I express my deepest gratitude to you! You are the beacon in our hearts and the direction we are moving forward!"

"Hurry up!" Li Qingge hurried forward to help her up, her eyes full of tenderness and care. "Although I am a queen, I have never forgotten my roots as a commoner. My parents worked hard in the fields in my previous life. Although I am pampered in this life, I still have deep feelings for the farmers. My roots are closely connected with the people. As a wise ruler, I understand the principle of combining firmness and flexibility. Both the south and the north are part of the land of China. Although the north is currently under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, in my opinion, it is just like handling household chores. The descendants of Yan and Huang share the same roots, so naturally we should be harmonious and jointly resist foreign enemies."

Li Qingge's tone was full of love for the country and vision for the future. She continued, "As for the foreign powers such as Japan, Korea, Great Eagle, and the United States, if they dare to invade the territory of Great Yan, I will punish them severely. I will fight the enemy with force and comfort the people with tenderness. I hate those who are flattering to the outside world and cruel to the inside the country. I often say: 'At home, we should live in harmony. Why should we be servile to outsiders and harsh to our family?' Only by unity can we resist the invasion of foreign enemies together."

Su Xiaomei sat down again, her eyes flashing with admiration and curiosity for Li Qingge. She asked curiously: "Your Majesty, since you have already let Qianlong see the power of Dayan, when will you let him know your true identity?" Her tone was full of expectations and curiosity about the future.

Li Qingge smiled slightly, her eyes flickering with a mysterious light. "The time has not come yet, and now is not the time to let him know. I want him to step into the trap I set step by step until he can't escape. By then, he will naturally know my true identity. And then, it will be time for him to make a choice." Her voice was full of confidence and expectation for the future.

When Li Qingge said that sentence calmly, her eyes flashed with a calm light, as if everything was under her control. She took a sip of tea gently, her movements were elegant and calm, revealing an indescribable noble temperament. "Don't worry, let's make Qianlong feel scared first, and then negotiate the terms when he is at his wit's end." Her voice was calm and firm, as if she was narrating a very ordinary thing.

When Su Xiaomei heard this, she immediately understood what Li Qingge meant. She showed an expression of sudden enlightenment on her face, and then turned into a smile, which was full of admiration and trust for Li Qingge. "Your Majesty, are you planning to use the strategy of playing hard to get?" She asked with a smile, her tone full of expectation.

Li Qingge smiled slightly, her eyes slightly raised, and that smile seemed to light up the whole room in an instant. "That's right. I know Qianlong's character very well. He looks noble and arrogant on the surface, but in fact he is a weak and weak idiot. If you want to make him bow his head, you have to hit him from all sides. Just like when a person is extremely hungry, he will find simple food delicious. He must be pushed into a desperate situation before he is willing to hand over the country and beg me to accept the Aisin-Gioro family." Her voice was full of contempt for Qianlong and confidence in the future.

After hearing this, Su Xiaomei gave a thumbs up and praised: "To make the enemy surrender without fighting is the highest level in the art of war! Your Majesty, this strategy is really brilliant!" Her tone was full of admiration and respect for Li Qingge.

Li Qingge smiled even brighter after hearing this. That smile could charm thousands of people, as if even the sun was dimmed by it. Her eyes flickered with a kind of complacency and pride, as if she was saying, "This is me, Li Qingge, a queen who can plan and win battles thousands of miles away."

In fact, as a person from another world, Li Qingge did not have much good feelings towards the Qing Dynasty. She had lived in that era and witnessed the corruption and incompetence of the Qing Dynasty with her own eyes. If she had to say who she hated the most, Cixi would be ranked first, and Qianlong would be ranked second. Sometimes she really wanted to wipe out all these people and clean up all these messes. But unfortunately, her own life experience was also involved. If she killed Qianlong, the nominal "father", with her own hands, where would her face be? Although she could ignore her personal reputation, she could not ignore the dignity of the country and the majesty of the royal power. She knew very well that as a queen, she must always remain calm and rational, and not let her personal emotions affect the interests of the country.

Besides, although Qianlong was not a good person, he was still an orthodox emperor. His inheritance of imperial power was legitimate, which was different from the constant controversy during the reign of Yongzheng. Whether in ancient times or modern times, the four words "legitimate" are very important. If the orthodox emperor fell, all kinds of heretical forces would emerge like mushrooms after rain. Just like in the late Ming Dynasty, people like Nanming and Prince Zhu San all fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty in the name of orthodoxy, and the three emperors of Shunzhi, Kangxi, and Yongzheng were all troubled by them. It was not until Qianlong created a prosperous era that these people gradually calmed down.

Li Qingge knew the lessons of history and did not want to repeat the same mistakes. Therefore, she planned to keep Qianlong and use his orthodox status to smoothly transfer power and minimize bloodshed and casualties. She believed that only in this way could the people of Da Yan be spared from the ravages of war and the land be revitalized again.

As for other dissenting voices in the royal family, Li Qingge had already prepared a countermeasure. She knew that if the name was not right, then the words would not flow. How could those dissenters dare to establish themselves as kings? They were just some clowns who could not achieve anything. As long as she firmly grasped the royal power, those dissenters would never be able to turn over.

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Just like that, under Li Qingge's hard-to-get tactics, the news from Japan became worse and worse. People and soldiers rebelled against the rule of the Qing Dynasty. They were dissatisfied with the tyranny and exploitation of the Qing Dynasty and were determined to fight for their future. However, the rulers of the Qing Dynasty ruthlessly suppressed and killed these rebels. Men were forced to mine, and many died; women were treated as playthings and bullied at will. Members of the royal family were even demoted to slaves, doing the most menial work. The emperor cleaned the women's toilets, the queen cleaned the men's toilets, the princes were arranged to work by the urinals, and the princes were forced to clean the cesspools. These people who were once high and mighty fell into the dust overnight and became worse than ordinary people.

When Li Qingge heard the news, a hint of sadness appeared on her face. She knew that all these sufferings were caused by the rulers of the Qing Dynasty. But she also understood that in order to change all this, she must first recover the north and achieve true unification. Only in this way can the people be spared from the ravages of war and the land can be revitalized again. Therefore, she strengthened her determination to overcome all difficulties with wisdom and courage and achieve her grand goal.

Chronicles of Japan
Those Japanese who were unwilling to obey were rewarded with a peanut each. Everyone knew the meaning behind this. Under the rule of Da Yan, this was not just a peanut, it symbolized a kind of majesty, an irresistible force. Li Qingge stood on a high place, watching all this coldly, her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if she could see through everyone's mind. She was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, with fluttering sleeves, like a god of war descending, making people dare not look directly at her.

Those who are not strong enough will still be given a peanut, which is a pity for them and also a warning to them. Those who are lazy and slack will be rewarded with another peanut to make them remember it. Li Qingge knew that these people might be unwilling and resentful in their hearts, but under the iron hoof of Da Yan, they could only surrender. She sighed softly, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. In Da Yan, if you make us unhappy, don't expect to have a good result. But death, for some people, may still be a relief. The living are the real suffering.

The common people of Japan were reduced to the lowest level of hard labor. They were ragged, pale and thin, like a group of walking corpses. During the day, they had to do heavy work under the scorching sun, sweating like rain, but they dared not slack off. At night, they had to accept the "education" of the Dayan soldiers, which was a kind of mental torture, making them feel endless fear and despair.

If someone is sick, not only can they not see a doctor, they may also be burned by fire. Li Qingge had witnessed such a scene with her own eyes. A sick Japanese man was dragged out by soldiers, his eyes were full of fear and despair. The soldiers lit a pile of firewood and threw him in. The flames devoured his body and his soul. Li Qingge watched all this, and an indescribable sadness surged in her heart. She asked the soldier beside her: "Why not throw it directly into the sea?" The soldier chuckled and said: "The sea is not a garbage dump. If you throw a healthy person in it, you can feed the fish. If you throw a sick person in it, you may spread the disease and pollute the sea. So burning it is the best choice."