"'There is no turmoil in the nine heavens, and there is no war in the eight wildernesses. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info heaven and earth are printed in Xuanhuang, and Haoran lingers righteousness. 'Who knows where this poem came from?' The teacher's voice in front of the blackboard gradually drifted away, and the language class was so boring that it made people sleepy after a while, and it worked better than sleeping pills.

Ye Daiwan was sleeping comfortably on the table in the last row, and was woken up.

"Ye Dai twilight, Ye Dai twilight, wake up, wake up. ”

"What are you doing? People are sleeping comfortably. Ye Daiwan hugged her eyes, looked up, her mouth couldn't help but widen, and she stumbled. "Teacher Wu, that, I'm not, so what?"

"You're nothing. It's really lawless that you dare to sleep in my class. The female teacher, who looked shrewd and hard to speak, rubbed her temples and said helplessly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu, I'll go out, I'll go out to punish the station. Ye Daiwan stood up embarrassed, intending to go out.

"What kind of station? Teacher Ye, haven't you woken up yet?" Teacher Wu was speechless. She didn't know about this student she had taken for three years, and this sloppy girl must have forgotten that she had graduated. "Teacher Ye, have you forgotten that you are already a teacher again?"

"Ah-oh, yes. I forgot. Ye Daiwan rubbed the back of her head. When she woke up from that inexplicable dream, she was still a little groggy, and she always felt that she was still the empress who was high up and held the authority of the world.

It's modern times, there are no carriages, no wars, and certainly no emperors. The country that she once guarded with her heart and soul is already one of the long years of history. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh.

"What are you sighing for? Having a student like you is enough for me to have a headache, and I still have to be a colleague with you as a sloppy colleague, and I have a headache just thinking about it. Teacher Wu looked very strict, but in fact, he was very good, and he was very soft-hearted, and when he saw the dark circles under Ye Daidu's eyes, he let her go.

Ye Daiwan straightened her backpack, took the book, opened the back door, and swayed to go back.

Behind her, Teacher Wu had already finished sighing and resumed the lecture amid the joyful laughter of the students. "This is what an emperor of Wei did during the Rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms, talking about her ambition to have the world in mind and serve the country and the people. Do any of you know the ...... of this poem?"

Listening to the explanation, Ye Daiwan couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth. It doesn't matter if it's a dream or a real memory. At least that country is real, and the empress who was stupid, hot-blooded, and wanted to do something for the common people in the world really lived.

To be able to leave traces in history is worthy of that magnificent life.