He was defeated after all. He conquered the east and west, he built large-scale construction projects, he had thousands of hills and valleys in his mind, he wanted his mountains and rivers in the world to be magnificent, and he wanted his temples to be visited by people from all over the world. He said, without the pain of today, how can we have the happiness of tomorrow? He also said that those who offend the strong will be killed no matter how far away they are. The country that was originally in disintegration was changing with each passing day in his hands. However, he still failed. He eventually lost his empire, as well as his life. But the mountains and rivers he left behind were like the rising sun, rising slowly over the earth, ushering in a long and prosperous age. The long river is vast. Over the past thousand years, those rights and wrongs, successes and failures, have long been a thing of the past, and only the water of the river continues... And I happened to pass by his mountains and rivers that year.