On the ridge of the fields in Gaoyou, Yangzhou, he squatted down to help the old farmer repair the plow, and his hands were calloused; in the lane of the Tangshan coal mine, he bent down to look at the steam pump, and his clothes were stained with coal dust; on the warship in the Persian Gulf, he held the railing to protect the caravan, with gunfire reflected in his eyes - Li Kuan's "imperial road" was never the distance from the dragon's chair to the altar, but the span from "an acre of field to a ship." He made "Tang brocade" surpass Shu brocade, not by relying on monopoly, but by Shen Wuhua's weaving skills; he made the Tang calendar spread across the five continents, not by force, but by the accuracy of the monks; he made foreign tribes surrender, not by slaughtering cities, but by relying on the win-win situation of "you grow my rice, I sell your cloth." This is a "history of benevolence without shouting slogans". Every step of the global journey can find the starting point of people's livelihood like "the plow tip of Yangzhou old farmers"
