Saving the Song Dynasty: No Disasters and No Troubles to the Public Minister

Everyone hopes to be smart when they raise their children, but I have been deceived by being smart all my life. I only hope that my child will be foolish and careless, and that he will be able to come to the palace without any trouble. Three days after the birth of his youngest son Su Dun, Su Dongpo wrote this poem to send his father's best wishes. Ten months later, the unfortunate baby died in the heat of Jinling City. When Su Dongpo burst into tears and carried his young son to bury him, a trace of his soul from a thousand years later came across the sky. This is where history took a turn. Su Dongpo: I can draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf! Su Dun: Qingtang has taken over and Xixia has been destroyed! Dad, you are bragging, I will help you round it up! Zhao Ji: The sky is far away, the earth is far away, thousands of rivers and mountains, where is the Forbidden City? Su Dun: What's going on, old man? Where is the palace in Yanzhou so uncomfortable to live in? Li Qingzhao: Ninety thousand miles away, the wind is rising, the wind is still, and the boat is blowing up to the three mountains! Su Dun: Don't worry, my wife, we have taken the three mountains on the sea (Japan, Ryukyu, and Taiwan). Let's go see the stars and the sea together!