"..."
"Moreover, her current situation has turned her knowledge into a ’foreknowledge’ ability. This might be considered a gift of fate, but if this gift does not match her abilities, it may beco a burden, or even, a calamity."
"...?"
Shang Ruyi widened her eyes in surprise, looking at him with confusion.
How could the benefits of ’foreknowledge’ beco a calamity?
If at this mont, she could foresee everything in the future, wouldn’t it be better to at least find a way to counter Yu Mingyue’s traps?
Observing her puzzled gaze, Shen Wuzheng smiled slightly and asked, "Let’s talk about Wu An Jun again."
"How so?"
"For instance, at this mont, if you were truly sent back to the eve of Wu An Jun’s Battle of Changping, are you confident in leading Zhao’s troops to win the victory at Changping?"
"...!"
Shang Ruyi instinctively shook her head.
Although she had long understood the causes and consequences of the Battle of Changping from her studies and from listening to her father’s discussions on military strategies and tactics since childhood.
But to go up against Wu An Jun...?
Shang Ruyi smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, you are too insulting to Wu An Jun."
Shen Wuzheng laughed and habitually reached out, wanting to rub his little sister’s hair, but before lifting his hand, he rembered their current identities, with Shang Ruyi sitting opposite him, smiling charmingly, yet she was also Princess Qin.
No longer could he treat her with the affectionate familiarity of the past.
He sighed gently in his heart, maintained a calm facade, rely smiled, and said, "Then, what if Yu Wenye were sent back to the past?"
"Him?"
If it were Yu Wenye—even if it involved her own husband—there was no need to undervalue oneself. Shang Ruyi pondered seriously for a mont, then softly said, "He might be able to fight."
"And what if he did not know the outco and simply beca a military general of Zhao?"
"He could still fight."
Shen Wuzheng smiled and said, "That’s right."
"..."
"You understand, even if you know what’s going to happen, you lack the ability to match Wu An Jun; but Yu Wenye’s skill in commanding troops," he sighed deeply here, clearly still sowhat dissatisfied with Yu Wenye, yet in fairness, he continued, "is indeed exceptional. It makes you think there is room for a fight."
"..."
"As long as the order of the world is not overturned, a person’s abilities and what they receive are certainly matched."
Shang Ruyi heard this and nodded gently.
This, indeed, was the truth.
She thought for a mont, then asked, "Then what you said earlier, about the burden and calamity—what was that—"
Shen Wuzheng said, "Before I graduated, my teacher once posed a question to us several disciples. He said, a deity transford into a human to roam the mortal world and saw an honest farr constantly bullied by those around him. The deity pitied him and turned stones into gold, giving the farr a box of gold; then, he returned to the heavens."
Shang Ruyi asked in confusion, "What sort of question is this?"
Shen Wuzheng said, "My teacher asked us to continue the story. He asked us to imagine what kind of scene the farr would present when the deity visited him a year later."
Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but laugh, "This is just making people dream."
Shen Wuzheng also chuckled, "Indeed."
"..."
"Thus, my fellow disciples wrote down all the things they wouldn’t dare to dream of usually. Tall buildings and magnificent houses, beautiful wives and concubines, luxurious carriages and horses, nurous servants—even soone imagined the farr had raised an army to dominate an area."
The more he spoke, the more Shang Ruyi felt sothing off.
These ideas were certainly good, depicting various splendid lives, but Li Tong was a great scholar from Hedong, known as the Ghost Valley Master of his ti. Did he pose a question just to have his students dreaming?
Thinking of this, Shang Ruyi looked at Shen Wuzheng and asked, "Brother, how did you continue the story?"
Shen Wuzheng glanced at her and smiled, "I wrote that the farr lost half of his gold not long after to robbers, and he hid the remainder; but it was also eventually swindled away. When the deity returned, he found the farr still the sa as before—not exactly in dire straits, but rely tilling the land to barely make ends et."
"..."
Shang Ruyi fell silent.
After a long while, she said, "Because the nature of the person hadn’t changed."
Shen Wuzheng nodded, "Indeed."
"..."
"What a person receives is matched with their abilities, aning whatever you obtain is what you deserve. In another realm, in another ti, if you do not improve yourself, relying rely on a small amount of foreknowledge or unexpected gifts is futile, and it is impossible to change your fate."
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