Jiuxiao Hongchen Lu: God of War Millennium
九霄红尘录:战神千禧
by Flying Dou Who Makes Money (搞钱的飞豆)
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Tags
- ThemeEastern Fanfiction
- POVFemale Lead
- Age18+
- Ensemble Cast
- Historical Fanfiction
- Inspirational
- Power Fantasy
- Quick Transmigration
- Serious Drama
Synopsis
Chu Zhaoning, the ancient god of war, shook his godhood for the Demon-Slaying Lord and was punished by the Emperor of Heaven into reincarnation. A ray of soul has been circulating for thousands of years, and the cinnabar mole on the forehead is burning like a fire, which is both a curse and an oracle—— **She saw all sentient beings in the flames of troubled times, saw the heaven and earth in the prosperous times, and finally saw herself in the Nirvana of blood and fire** ▍ **Warring States·Blood Altar** On the day she became the high priest of Chu State, she rekindled the green flame of the altar with the blood of her fingertips. Under the instructions of the witches not to interfere in politics, she faced the infamy of "a witch who brings harm to the country" and rode her horse to intercept Qin secret agents on a starry night before the Battle of Changping; in the heavy rain when Qu Yuan threw himself into the river, she swung her sword to cut off the disaster relief grain truck seized by the nobles. History books say that she "changed her destiny against heaven by becoming a woman," but little did she know that when she held the blood-stained tortoise shell, she heard the wails of three hundred thousand innocent souls. ▍ **Prosperous Tang·Chaotang Chess Game** Incarnated as the first female minister in the Tang Palace, she personally broke the gold-inlaid jade wat sent by the Persian envoy as tribute. "Marriage? Why don't you let the princes read the urgent military report from the border gate eight hundred miles away!" In the Hanyuan Palace where women were not allowed to discuss politics, she used the map of the vassal town as a blade to promote the Thirteen-Nation Alliance on the Silk Road; when An Lushan's iron hoof broke through Tongguan, it was she who led the three thousand women's army to defend the grain road. The bloodstains of the four characters "female chicken Si Chen" in the historian's pen have not yet dried, but the immortal tablets enshrined by the caravans from the Western Regions have been piled up in the Dunhuang Buddhist Grottoes. ▍ **Bianjing·Business Sea Ups and Downs** The year she became the richest woman in the Song Dynasty, she burned her husband's divorce papers and opened the world's largest bank on Zhuque Street. "Is it a violation of morals for a woman to do business?" She laughed and spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy the entire canal line. "Let's see if it's because of Confucius and Mencius' teachings, or if it's because the silver is banging on the door!" When the Jin soldiers pressed the border, the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty abandoned the city and fled. Only her merchant ships, loaded with iron-clad grain and grass, headed northward. The teahouse storyteller patted Xingmu: "Half of the Song Dynasty was originally made of rouge!" ▍ **Modern Times·Light of Dawn** Amidst the piano playing in a foreign market ten miles away, she broke the enamel hand mirror belonging to a wealthy foreigner. "When you are all drunk and dreaming, can you hear the cries of hunger in the north?" From the muzzle of the Browning gun used to assassinate warlords, to the belted wild vegetables in the snowy mountain meadows; from the underground intelligence agent with curly hair in a cheongsam, to the blood-stained party application form in the pocket of the Mao suit. She stood in the sound of the gun salute at the founding ceremony and chuckled: "In this life, I finally don't have to hide my daughter's body anymore." **Looking back a thousand years, the ninth heavenly thunder disaster is coming again** The Emperor's hand holding the chess piece was hanging in the air: "Are you enlightened?" The cinnabar mole on her forehead bloomed with brilliance, and thousands of figures appeared behind her - a peasant woman fighting on the battlefield, a lady writing in the academy, a roaring female worker in a textile factory... "It turns out that the true godhead is not in the ninth heaven," she waved her sword to cut off the chains of heaven, "but in the fireworks on earth." ◆ This is a bloody epic of women's struggle ◆ See how the God of War tore his way out under the iron curtain of ethics and left his name in the cracks of history books. From being bound to the altar to becoming a human being, from three obediences and four virtues to rewriting the rules of the world When she finally stood at the end of time and space, behind her were thousands of souls born out of cocoons. Intention: To become the person you want to be