Jian Qingqing smiled and said, "Your Majesty, this is what I should do. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. I am a citizen of Great Wei. Only when Great Wei is well can we be well."
"Everyone has a responsibility to the rise and fall of the world..." the Emperor mumbled to himself and suddenly laughed. "What a good line, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world! Qingqing, well said! They were much better than those sneaky people in the court! It's Great Wei's fortune to have you!"
Jian Qingqing did not expect that there was no such saying in this era, so she could only say, "Emperor, I didn't create this poem. It was said by a man called Gu Yanwu."
"Gu Yanwu?" the Emperor was puzzled. "What kind of person was he? A person who can write such a poem shouldn't be an ordinary person. Why isn't he an official in the court?"
'He's not from this world,' Jian Qingqing said in her heart.
