It took only about ten years to establish the emperor's star and take control of the military, and to reach the dome.
Follow destiny, win people's hearts, change thousands of fortunes, and overturn great faith.
See life and death, determine fate? The whole country of Daxin believes in divination.
FMD, that's pure bullshit!
Be yourself and break your destiny? It was the only thing Lu Chen had to do when he traveled to Daxin Country.
NND, it's really reasonable!
One divination determines fate, and another divination determines luck. This Daxin is simply the pinnacle of feudal dictatorship. The whole country believed in the baseless divination of destiny.
From a female crown in the Zhongyue Temple in modern times, to this country that has no history at all, and possessing the body of a girl who has been a slave for generations, do you really think that I am willing to accept the fate of being a slave for a lifetime? Fighting landlords and marrying powerful people, sister, I worked so hard just to earn a living in this other world. Why did I accidentally get big and rise eight thousand miles to become a national master? Yes, yes, why did he still get entangled with this remnant of the previous dynasty and become his founding guru. None of this is what I want. I just want to be a quiet rich woman who wears jingle bells and is surrounded by people in front and back.
It is not my destiny to stick to my duties and let others take advantage of me. As an orphan of the royal family of the Ziyao Kingdom that had been destroyed by Daxin for a hundred years, Li Huang had the word "shame" tattooed on his face since he was a child. He lived in the world as the humblest slave of Daxin, losing his dignity and humiliating himself.
The deep shame and disgraceful fate engraved in my heart insist on restoring my country as my only motivation to go on.
"You are a greedy wolf and sit in the Shen Palace. Wood meets gold, and you will be famous for eternity. Spending the same time with Ziwei will violate the throne of the emperor." The young man dressed in cloth and setting up a stall on the street insisted on asking him to tell his fortune. Daxin admires fortune tellers, but they all use divination to determine fate. How could he have ever seen a young man draw 12 squares on paper with a pen, put the stems and earthly branches into the squares, and add some inexplicable words. Just tell him bluntly on the street that he is destined to offend the throne? A person who is a slave can soar to the sky and dominate the world?