The Makers of History: The People

51 穿 After Traveling Through the Northern Song Dynasty 1111 Wanglan No.1Historical358k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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If you like red stories and the history of the turn of the two Song Dynasties, you can take a look and click to collect.

52 从 From the Bottom to the Top of Power Maple on a Sunny DayUrban1.1M WordsOngoing 28.9kReads6.7Score1.3kShelves

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I recommend these two books, the Peak of Power series, in which a noble son from a poor family makes a counterattack and reaches the top. They are both very good. Each time he serves as an official, he benefits one party.

54 魂 Reborn in Great Qi: I Just Want to Survive A Single Thought of NothingnessHistorical846k WordsCompleted 6.5kReads8.2Score393Shelves

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An imaginary historical text, super high quality, excellent for both listening and reading. The logic is clear, the characters are full, the plot is rich, and the writing is compact. It's a non-conventional and cool article, please appreciate it! [Grass has been planted]

55 关 Tales of the Northern Song Dynasty Can't CryHistorical1.8M WordsOngoing 3.6kReads8.4Score319Shelves

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Check out this book, it's very good!

56 赤 The Red Flag Dyes the Immortal Sky: the Disciples Violently Beat up the Immortal Cultivator Low-Key Lao YuanUrban396k WordsCompleted 245Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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They were invaded by the cultivating world, and then they were beaten, captured, and ideologically educated.

57 我 I Have Been Robbed of My Body for Ninety Thousand Years I'm a Rebellious PersonEastern Fantasy403k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads5.8Score101Shelves

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There are forty million women and men, except for the blood-stained clothes of the bandits. The Chinese-style succubus shocked the world of immortality. It has a novel plot and pays tribute to the martyrs. There are all kinds of talent shows from Lao Liu. It is super hot-blooded and funny. It will pay tribute forever.

58 朋 Friend I Like the Fire Wind of Lufeng DragonUrban1.0M WordsOngoing 287Reads8.3Score—Shelves

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The protagonists are both red-blooded and professional, and each character is three-dimensional and powerful.

64 穿 Traveling Through the Southern and Northern Dynasties: Re-Illuminating the Journey of King Gao and His Thousands of Horses CyanedgeHistorical698k WordsOngoing 505Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The people, and only the people, are the driving force behind creating history

65 在 In the 1980S, He Pretended to Be a Great Hero Returning Home. Trying to Stay Alive2Urban240k WordsOngoing 8.4kReads—Score446Shelves

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This article is mainly for Caihua

66 双 Twin Rivers: Bloodbath in Republican-Era Shanghai Good Luck Keeps ComingUrban2.6M WordsOngoing 2.4kReads5.8Score149Shelves

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Is this true

67 两 Crossing Between Two Worlds: 1949 Good Luck Keeps ComingUrban361k WordsOngoing 7.1kReads5.7Score437Shelves

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Things are better than just matching

68 葵 Sunflower Collection, Sunflower Xiangyang I Can't Eat MushroomsHistorical201k WordsOngoing 8Reads—Score—Shelves

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This should be consistent...

69 尘 Dust Mountain Bystander AHistorical1.4M WordsCompleted 261Reads8.2Score—Shelves

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[Learned][Add one to the bookshelf][Working on the manuscript][The masterpiece of bird food][Like][Already planted]

70 十 Ten Realms: I Am Mediocre Panax Notoginseng Confused FishEastern Fantasy1.8M WordsOngoing 6.4kReads9.1Score508Shelves

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Not in his position, not seeking his government

71 在 Hunt Evil Spirits in Citiland! Brother Jiutong! I'm a Stick of KudzuHistorical601k WordsOngoing 8.4kReads8.4Score1.3kShelves

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God! ! ! ! !

72 玫 Lavieenrose Zidian Qingshuang LModern Romance107k WordsCompleted 1.9kReads5.8Score100Shelves

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This book is a must-read [please ask for more updates][please seek more updates][please seek more updates]

73 欲 Desire to Ascend to the Ninth Heaven Reading Mo and Listening to the WindHistorical2.3M WordsOngoing 408Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I am Qi Ming, from the boy who bought tea on credit in Yunlan City to the king of all insects in charge of the southern territory. The Xuanshuang cavalry crushed the Yanhuang encirclement and suppressed them, and the bonfires of the Black Rock tribe illuminated the path of strategy. Dismantled Pan Chi's marriage chess game and subdued 20,000 surrendered soldiers with the technique of breaking the city with a huge wave. The world calls me cold and cruel, but they don't know that Yueniang's coarse cotton coat warms the cold night, and Changsun Qin's ice crystal jade pendant is burned into my chest. Some people laugh at me for being a lonely minister with no heirs, but it is the name of this "evil breed" that makes me hold on to the Southern Tiger Talisman. If destiny lies in the grass, why fear paving the steps with blood? These nine layers of clouds will eventually be engraved with the word "Qi Ming".

74 绝 Desperate Situation Peaceful Blessing AnfoSci-Fi & Apocalypse461k WordsOngoing 364Reads—Score—Shelves

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People's view of history, collectivism, modern background. It tells the story of the country leading people across the country to move to the highlands after the floods.

75 1 1900: An Industrial Powerhouse Takes on Russia and Japan, Sweeping Europe and America Shaking XuanyuanRural Life474k WordsOngoing 29.9kReads6.6Score2.2kShelves

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You can watch both of these.

80 黑 Underworld Tyrant: Those Who Obey Me Will Prosper, and Those Who Go Against Me Will Perish! Please Make Me Hot OnceUrban946k WordsOngoing 10.9kReads8.9Score836Shelves

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[This is a place of crazy competition for money, power, and sexual desire. It is also a world of intrigues, bloodshed, beauties, incomparable cruelty, and the winner takes all! (Everyone is welcome to enter...)

84 那 That Red Land Xiong DayuUrban1.0M WordsCompleted 3.5kReads8.8Score314Shelves

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This realistic niche novel narrates the process of ordinary people surviving the hard days, down-to-earth, and slowly getting better. The plot is down-to-earth and passionate, and it is easy for people to resonate deeply.

85 守 On the Day of the Wake, I Was Promoted to the Throne by My Sisters-In-Law Firewood Stove KingHistorical542k WordsOngoing 5.9kReads8.8Score277Shelves

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This book is good (๑>◡<๑)👍🏻

86 老 The Veteran Never Falls San Shi, Scattered ImmortalUrban561k WordsCompleted 526Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Reality, details. Hot blooded. A very rare true military historical novel in Tomato, a story of the growth of a veteran! !

89 淞 Songhu Campaign: Starting with an Anti-Aircraft Tower Zhou Xiguang in a FlurryUrban854k WordsOngoing 24.7kReads7.4Score2.2kShelves

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I don't have this kind of novel

91 零 Zero-Degree Showdown: Operation Blue Arrow Windless Rainy NightMystery2.0M WordsOngoing 4.2kReads8.4Score425Shelves

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The sense of high-end gaming runs throughout! There is no brainless crushing, only sophisticated probing, true and false intelligence, and false and true layouts. The transnational technological secret war changes rapidly, and every reversal reshuffles the entire battle situation.

92 明 Qinhuai in the Late Ming Dynasty: New Tunes of Flower Boats Shook the Mountains and Rivers Zhe YuanAncient Romance438k WordsCompleted 76Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The three ancient historical texts also promote the positive energy of the people in creating history.

95 精 Mental Illness? Idiot! Call Me Police Officer! Zha JijuUrban192k WordsOngoing 47Reads5.8Score168Shelves

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Yes, the creator of history is the people, and the people are also history

97 1 1742 Overthrew the Qianlong Dynasty Yan JunyuanHistorical764k WordsCompleted 520Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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"Clearing the Poor Mountains: Gathering the Power of Heaven to Build Mountains and Rivers" A red-headed document "About the merger of 59 village primary schools in the county" was coldly placed on his desk. Yang Zhenhong stared at it with a dazed look. Even if there was a clear sky outside the window, his mood was not very beautiful. The document itself was brought to multiple team meetings for discussion, and he had long memorized the contents: The reasons given by the Education Bureau were very good - there were insufficient students, teachers' salaries could not be paid, and the cost of running a school was high. It is recommended that all 59 village primary schools be merged into central primary schools in each town, and the school buildings be converted into village committee convenience service centers. The document is beautifully done, with detailed data and rigorous arguments. The deputy county magistrate in charge of education signed "agree", and the deputy county magistrate in charge of finance also signed "agree". County Magistrate Wu, who is fully responsible for government work, wrote in the review column "To be approved, please submit to Secretary Yang for review and approval." Now that it has been spread to his desk and signed, the burden on the Education Bureau will be reduced, the finance department will be relieved, and the team will be united. No one can fault it. If he doesn't sign, he will have to find a way to fill the salary holes in fifty-nine schools. He has a deep attachment to rural areas. He knows that rural areas are difficult and farmers are even more difficult. He knew very well that the large county with a population of one million in his hands was just a big hole! It is so barren that young and middle-aged people go out to work. It is so remote that only a highway was opened last year. It is also full of dirt roads and money is needed everywhere. It is even more unfair to the countryside and farmers! Now even the last bit of "innerness" in rural areas, the "village village", will be ruthlessly and wholesale abolished. The last 59 village primary schools in the county! Leave no one behind! The small village in my memory has the kind of ventilated blue brick wall. In winter, the cold wind hits my neck like a knife, and in summer, the gray tiles on the roof cannot catch the rain. The teacher can only use a washbasin to collect water by the podium, which keeps ticking. But that was the most solid place in his life. Because there are teachers, books, and the truth that "reading can change your destiny." He believed it and walked out. But now, he has to sign the document with his own hands. Are you going to take away the "belief" of these children as well? No, he told himself in his heart: I can't sign. At this moment, his face suddenly twisted ferociously, and pain spread across his face. I stayed up until three in the morning last night to catch up on this report material, and the tightness in my chest had been lingering since the morning, like a stone weighing on me. He originally wanted to go to the infirmary to get some medicine after he finished his work, but unexpectedly... A heartache broke out without warning, and his face turned pale instantly. It came so fast and suddenly that Yang Zhenhong had no power to resist, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. The pain began to erupt in his chest. His heart seemed to be clenched violently, and his whole body was pulled by this violent force. His right hand instinctively pinched his left chest and dug his nails into his shirt, as if he wanted to crush the aching heart inside and end the severe pain. The only thing that remained firm was his willpower, which allowed him to still have some clarity in his mind. He stretched out his left hand with difficulty to grab the teacup on the table. Instinctively, I wanted to drink water to suppress the severe pain. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the wall of the cup, his hand suddenly stood somewhere. Then he turned and reached for the pen without hesitation. The pen is still there! He grasped it with all his strength and pressed the tip of the pen to the paper. In the approval column, with extremely firm belief, he struggled to write an ugly, dotted word "no". When the writing stops, people fall! By the way, the tea cup on the edge of the table also fell to the ground with his body. Xiao Chen, who was guarding the small office outside the door, was sitting at his desk at the moment, sorting out Yang Zhenhong's next research schedule: "The draft contract for attracting investment" "The solution to the backlog of petitions" "The rectification list for safe production..." "There will be a meeting tomorrow morning to study the expansion of the development zone" "The day after tomorrow I will go to the province to report on the rural revitalization project" "The day after tomorrow..." Hearing the noise coming from inside the house, he was stunned for a moment. He raised his head carefully and looked at the door that was not closed tightly, and saw that there was no movement inside. He sat on the chair and hesitated for two seconds, then stood up and walked over, gently opening the door. Xiao Chen's sky is falling! ! ! He saw Yang Zhenhong lying straight on the floor. "Secretary Yang...!" He flew over, knelt on the ground, and reached out to help. There is still residual warmth when it comes into contact with the body. He quickly straightened his body lying on the ground. He didn't dare to use force, but he didn't dare not to use force. His arms were shaking, his whole body was shaking. "Secretary Yang! Wake up! Wake up!" He shouted and sobbed. Tears and snot smeared all over my face, but I didn't bother to wipe them away. He remembered that this spring, a leader in the city also suffered a heart attack. Unfortunately, I collapsed at home for half an hour and never woke up again. Scenes of death from a sudden heart attack flashed through his mind, and the images spun faster and faster, making him dizzy. He gritted his teeth and trembled, then quickly laid Yang Zhenhong down, folded his hands and pressed on his chest - one, two, three, four... He pressed hard, once, and again. His arms were sore and his hands were numb, and he didn't dare to stop. He kept shouting: "Secretary Yang!" "Don't sleep!" "Open your eyes and look at me!" The sound of running footsteps sounded in the corridor. Someone ran in and called an ambulance. The ambulance came quickly, and when the stretcher was carried out, Xiao Chen refused to leave. He pressed Yang Zhenhong's chest firmly, and his voice changed his tone: "He won't die..." Someone was trying to pull him away in a hurry. "He is a good official!" "This is not his end!" No one answered him, no one spoke, there was only gloom and unbreakable reluctance on his face. In the end, Yang Zhenhong was carried into the car, his fingertips turned white, and his bent fingers still maintained a stiff pen-holding posture. In his dazed mind, seven large gilded characters suddenly appeared - "All Materials Exchange". Xiao Chen stood in front of the office building, looking at the ambulance's taillights as they receded. Suddenly he squatted down and buried his face in his hands. He wanted to cry, but he didn't cry anymore. In the office, the document was still spread out on the table. The water soaked the pages and the ink stains swam away. On the approval column, the word "no" was written crookedly and unpretty. It seems that I used all my strength to write, and it seems that I stopped writing before I finished writing. But it stood there, dark and particularly dazzling. The word "no" trembled slightly in the wind but never dispersed. Go

98 计 Counting Breaths Cooking in the KitchenSci-Fi & Apocalypse1.3M WordsOngoing 3Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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This book can also reflect the thoughts of the creators of history, and you are welcome to read it.

99 穿 After Traveling into White Hair, She Raised Her Right Hand Upwards Tomato ID Is so Hard to GetHistorical300k WordsOngoing 2.2kReads—Score410Shelves

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An old experience, a new book

100 从 The Anti-Japanese Journey Started with a Dump Truck Spring GlovesUrban227k WordsOngoing 1kReads—Score101Shelves

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Development flow, no system, large corps, Germany, no brains or intelligence, stable updates, follow the protagonist back to that magnificent era.