The Perfect Wise Emperor

"We cannot abandon our duty. We are professional fighters, and we must resist the emperor to the very end." Thus spoke the professional rooster-fighting brigade, the civil official faction of the Great Ming, spraying spittle everywhere.

"Those idiots? I could finish them off with two fingers. Leave them to me. You only need to focus on fighting foreign enemies." Thus spoke the Great Ming emperor, full of fighting spirit and towering ambition, to the military faction, who wore expressions of utter dismay.

He was the most accomplished ruler of our Great Ming Empire, an emperor whose achievements were enough to make countless rulers of Huaxia pale by comparison. Without him, there would have been no such powerful and glorious Great Ming Empire. Thus spoke the teachers to their students.

"Although he tried his utmost to conceal the truth of history and beautify and whitewash those bloody scenes, time will eventually tear away the mask of his disguise and reveal his true nature. He was an evil dictator, and even more, a terrifying thinker, orator, and politician who understood the weaknesses of human nature. Under his incitement, that ancient civilization, which had endured for thousands of years by winning people through virtue, moving them through sincerity, and using benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and fidelity as its moral standard, was transformed into a terrifying empire that knew nothing of benevolence or shame, cared only for naked ethnic and imperial interests, and was filled with aggression and hostility..."