Xu Sanniang, who lives in the border area, ran away when her father betrothed her to a family in a neighboring village for only two stones of rice.
It was a time of war, invasion by foreign tribes, and internal separatism. When Xu Sanniang was hungry and cold, she was mistaken for a man and captured.
"Name?"
"Xu... Wei."
Xu Wei became a soldier at the bottom of the army. She was blessed with good luck and destiny. Several times, she crawled out of the corpse and returned to the military camp after the entire team was wiped out, so she also became a squad leader.
Once she picked up a rusty long knife on the battlefield. She carried the long knife on her back and hugged it to sleep every night until she heard someone talking inside the long knife on a lonely and solemn snowy night: "Hey! Little girl! Don't die. You have survived so many times. You can do it this time... Do you want to go to the capital and see it? If you don't go to Shengjing, the most prosperous city in the world, your trip will be in vain."
"Who are you?"
"I was once the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, and my soul was imprisoned in this knife."
The sky full of wind and snow fell on Xu Wei. Xu Wei listened to the female voice in his ears and remembered that when she was very young, her mother told her about a queen who lived a hundred years ago. Her divine power shone through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but she died in the prime of her life while on a personal expedition to resist foreigners.
"Okay, Your Majesty, as you wish, I will survive."
From then on, the man in the sword taught her how to read and write, march and form formations, and kill with the sword. Xu Wei accumulated military exploits, climbed higher and higher in the military camp, and gradually gained his own power. She told the man in the sword about the current situation of internal and external troubles in the Great Xia Dynasty, and the man in the sword was worried and angry.
Xu Wei did not tell her: the existence of this queen had been completely erased by the Great Xia Dynasty.
Finally, Xu Wei went to Beijing to receive a title due to his outstanding military achievements. The person in the sword also knew that she had been erased by the historian. She was furious: "Let's go and see Shengjing a hundred years later, and see what good deeds these unscrupulous descendants of mine have done!"
Xu Wei followed her colleagues into the palace to receive the title. She looked at the high jade steps in the distance. The majestic palace seemed to tower into the clouds. The sound of mountains and tsunamis was heard in her ears. She heard her own heartbeat beating like a violent war drum.
The emperor gave her a sword: "What is your name?"
Her eyes were full of youthful spirit: "My name is Xu Wei, the word is "wei".
This is the name Her Majesty the Queen gave her. She is the true disciple of the emperor, and she should have the magnanimity to support the building until it collapses.
I will report to you on the golden platform and support the jade dragon to die for you.
She was once the tiniest speck of dust in this world, and she should see how vast this world is.
That year she was nineteen years old and began to enter the center of power in the empire.
She thought that she had survived, and she would live for a long time until a peaceful and prosperous age was created.
PS: In the military camp upgrade stream, the female protagonist is upgraded from a soldier to a feudal official. She takes charge of the army and pacifies the four sides. She will establish her own female alliance and assist the female monarch.
I want to write about a heroine who is upright, adheres to principles, has a heart for the world, has a youthful spirit, and has a clear breeze and bright moon. The heroine is a true commoner with no special identity. It is precisely because she has experienced the suffering of the common people at the bottom of the war that she has the most sincere desire for peace. Her belief comes from her own tenacity and vitality and that of countless ordinary people. She is a precious existence in her own right.
Copywritten on 2026.3.22
Purpose: Peace-loving