Be good, call me uncle

Lu Mingyu ate another piece of melon.

She put the ice cube in her hand and played with it. As soon as the cold ice cube met the warmth of her palm, it gradually turned into a clear water.

Lu Mingyu said: "Southern Xinjiang is vast, but there are not many people living in it. They are like this piece of ice, as long as they are placed in the right place, they will turn into water."

"So I suggest that some people be moved to southern Xinjiang, so that the Qin people and southern Xinjiang people can live and communicate together, and assimilate them in this way."

"In ten years, decades...hundreds of years, as long as there is no major conflict, these Southern Xinjiang people will eventually become Qin people, and then this land in Southern Xinjiang will naturally belong to Great Qin."

"Reconciliation among ethnic groups is like planting a tree. Pulling the seedlings to encourage them and using force to conquer them will only result in short-term surrender."

"But if we irrigate carefully and introduce Qin people's culture and customs to them, then the wood that grows will naturally be what we want. Isn't this much better than bloodshed and sacrifice?"

After hearing this, Changsun Tao was silent for a long time.

He said: "Every emperor has such ambitions to expand territory, conquer the north and south, and want to leave his own achievements."

"In future history books, those trivial details will be omitted, and only earth-shattering deeds will be remembered and sung."

"So every emperor worked hard to create something during his lifetime, hoping to occupy a place in the history books."

"Me too, I want to be remembered and respected by future generations. When my blood is cold under the green pines in the future, I will be worthy of my ancestors and the people."

"I want to create blessings and protect my descendants and people; I want to create a picturesque empire and let the world know that I am the emperor of the ages."

"I have ambitions, but I never reveal them; I have selfish motives, and they are well controlled by me. I am trying to be a qualified emperor, just to have a clear conscience."

"But I am also confused from time to time. I am afraid that I will not be able to keep up with the footsteps of my ancestors, I am afraid that I will lose the foundation laid by my ancestors, and I am even more afraid that I will not be able to live up to the millions of people."

Speaking of this, Changsun Tao said loudly:

"But my queen made me figure out the problems that have been troubling me. Parents who love their children must plan for the long term. Emperors who love their people must also plan for the long term."

"I think I should not focus on the territory at this time, and should not only see the temporary prosperity."       "What I can leave behind may not be a great achievement, and it cannot be remembered by future generations for thousands of years."

"But at least I can leave something precious for future generations, for the descendants of thousands of people."

"These things can be my people-oriented philosophy of governing the country, or my experience in creating a prosperous and peaceful age, or even more, they can be my foundation for national integration in this land."

"I hope that my descendants and the people of this land who live forever will one day be able to fight without bloodshed and achieve peace in the world."

Lu Mingyu listened quietly, and then slowly spoke: "Zhaohua, what you think is also what I think."

Changsun Tao couldn't help but hugged Lu Mingyu tightly into his arms:

"Yan Yan, the road is long and difficult, but as long as you are by my side, I will overcome all difficulties and leave a story that belongs to you and me in this land."

"Thousands of years from now, I hope someone will still remember us and the good stories we left behind."

Lu Mingyu put his arms around Changsun Tao's waist and whispered softly: "The encounter between you and me is a story worth telling for thousands of years."

Changsun Tao hugged her tightly: "If you have a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"

Lu Mingyu raised her lips and smiled: "Do you really have no desires or desires anymore?"

Changsun Tao was startled, and then he pinched her chin: "You know what you're asking."

Lu Mingyu has charming eyes like silk, and her eyes are filled with autumn water.

She looked at Changsun Tao steadily, her eyes gentle and caring.

The curtains all around fell down, covering the story inside.

(End of this chapter)