Breaking the Ming Dynasty and Chasing the Ding

Zhong Huaiqian: "The world should look like this: Chang'anfang City is full of corn, no bones can be seen at the top of Luoyang City, the paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River reflect the figures of young people reciting "The Thousand-Character Classic", and the chants of the trackers on the Yellow River are wrapped in the aftertaste of "Guangling San". But now I am stepping on What's more, there are "two-legged sheep" selling themselves outside the city of Qingzhou, the corpses of Jinshi crowns floating on the Qinhuai River, those sitting in the hall talking and laughing, cutting the bamboo slips of "The Rites of Zhou" into bone scrapers, and using the pages of "Mencius" to cook human flesh soup. How ridiculous and hateful!" "I have seen clearly that the so-called pursuit of the Central Plains is nothing more than a ladder to the new dynasty paved with millions of bones." "If benevolence and righteousness require the sacrifice of bones, then I will be the one who holds the sword. I only hope that in the next hundred years, there will no longer be a winter night where I change my son and eat my food." "Just you?" "It's not just me. Have you ever heard that a single spark can start a prairie fire?" "It's too difficult, and you're too naive." "Is it hard not to do it? Let the hooves of foreign horses trample on the backs of the people? Naive? Why not give it a try? If you extend your head, it will be a knife, and if you shrink your head, it will be a knife. Life is just like this."