With just a trace of spiritual resemblance, one can gain the favor of heaven and earth and the wonders of creation…

Li Fan suddenly recalled an anecdote from the dynasty preceding Great Xuan.

The final emperor of that era, Emperor Zhengxu, had once been a rare emperor of restoration. Since inheriting the throne at sixteen, he had executed corrupt ministers, pacified roving bandits, promoted water conservancy, and abolished oppressive taxes. He swept away the dynasty's decline like the sages of old.

In just over twenty years, the realm grew peaceful and prosperous, flourishing to its zenith. The people, well-clothed and well-fed, sang the praises of their enlightened ruler. The ministers bowed in submission and wrote books extolling his virtue.

Had he continued in this manner, the founding emperor of Great...