Qianqiu Breathed a Sigh of Relief

Heaven has collapsed, and it takes twelve human energies to repair it. Dragon Qi - The Rule of the Emperor Talent - the way of culture Martial spirit - shield to protect the country Political spirit - strategies for governing the country Holy spirit - the foundation of speech Integrity - the backbone of the body Fierce spirit - courage to die Loyalty - the meaning of practice Aura - the moment of true love Craftsmanship - a matter of keeping one Righteousness - the festival of family and country Pure Qi——Benefiting the people He Xiaoshuai squatted on the grave. Before the mud on his trouser legs dried, the second uncle thrust a Ming Dynasty prince over and said, "You two team up and run for me." He had seen the fire in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes when he killed corrupt officials, he had seen Zhu Biao standing at the gate of Yingtian City and said "Let them eat first", he had seen the silver light dripping from the tip of Li Bai's pen when he was drunk, he had seen Yue Fei's body covered in blood, and the twelve gold medals outside Zhuxian Town. He looked back and saw Su Shi's eyes unable to see his motherland when he wrote "Go eastward" by the Huangzhou River. He saw Zhuge Liang's eyes slowly closing in front of the five-foot plain. He saw Qin Shihuang standing at the foot of Mount Li, looking at the distance he would never have time to see. In every era, some people have stood up straight, some have knelt down, and some have never bent down from beginning to end. He Xiaoshuai is foul-mouthed, greedy for money, and full of lies. But he knew which breath should not be broken. Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief and he kept it for them.