For the portraits were not being painted for just one or two people, but for all the civil and military officials at court, and even all the soldiers!
The extraordinary significance of the Qilin Pavilion and the Twenty-Eight Generals of Yuntai went without saying. Throughout the ages, countless people had longed to join their ranks.
And now, the Son of Heaven had explicitly placed this opportunity before everyone!
What could be more enticing than soaring to success, bringing glory to one's ancestors, and leaving one's name in history?
"Why should a man not take up the Wu Hook and reclaim Great Han's Thirteen Provinces?"
"Pray ascend Lingyun Pavilion awhile, and enfeoff a scholar as a marquis of ten thousand households!"
Liu Xie recited softly, his clear voice carrying a trace of temptation as it echoed throughout the great hall.
"A man born between heaven and earth-how could he spend his whole life achieving nothing? Only by accomplishing great deeds and reaching the heights of Lingyun Pavilion can he live a life without waste!"
Liu Xie swept his broad sleeve and spoke with boundless heroic spirit.
Hearing this straightforward yet stirring poem, every minister in the hall felt an indescribable surge of heroic spirit rise within him.
Only Lü Bu scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. Why did that last thing His Majesty said sound so familiar?
"Why should a man not take up the Wu Hook and reclaim Great Han's Thirteen Provinces!"
"This is the ambition we military men should have!"
Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun, and the other military officers were all tremendously inspired, wishing they could seize their weapons that very instant and reclaim Great Han's realm!
"Pray ascend Lingyun Pavilion awhile, and enfeoff a scholar as a marquis of ten thousand households..."
Deeply shaken, Kong Rong murmured to himself.