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In the fourth year of Nan Chong's reign, King Wenzhou led the front of the Taiping Army to invade Luojing. After three days of fierce fighting, the 30,000 defenders of Luojing were scattered and dispersed in one fell swoop. Shen Rongshi rode forward and stepped into the sinful and bloody Lijing Palace. He bent his bow and arrow, and with a strong wind, the inscription on the Min'an Guotai plaque in front of the Zhaohua Palace immediately fell into pieces, and splinters flew into the air, ending this absurd farce.
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On the top of Nanxiang Mountain, the bright moon is sinking at night, and the twilight is still visible. The azure steps went up in a complicated manner, and at the end of the steps, two people stood impressively. In that frosty and dew-heavy dawn, which was as refreshing as the end of all hardships, He Jinci took a leisurely step forward, put on his robe, knelt down on one knee, and his sonorous and powerful tone lingered among the mountains. Immediately, his words were drowned in the vast crowd of people.
Shen Rongshi looked from the top of the mountain: Thousands of people, mountains and rivers all merged into the morning light on the horizon...
Since then, the mountains and rivers have been safe and the seas and rivers have been clear.
Intention: Accumulate grain widely, build high walls, and slowly become king.