Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

In front of the live broadcast room, hearing Xin Qiji's words, countless people felt admiration, but also couldn't help feeling extremely sorry.

"The soft-boned Da Song is really not worthy of my Huaxia, who is more or less like Xin Qiji, a man who is indomitable."

"Yes, if you were born early in Qinhuang and Hanwu, you can surely step on the Xiongnu. If you were born later in Ming Dynasty, you don't need to teach Huma to go to the Yin Mountains. Sometimes it is true that the times make heroes, and they can also destroy a hero."

"If possible, I would rather have one less dragon in the word in the history of the Song Dynasty, and one more general who regained the lost ground."

on the screen.

At this time, I saw Gao Yang standing quietly not far away, looking at the ruined walls of the ruined palace in the abandoned capital, the grandpa and grandson, whose blood had not yet cooled down, couldn't help but feel emotional.

Before the broadcast of this episode, he had read Xin Qiji's "Jiaxuan Long and Short Sentences", and he knew it.

Until 40 years later, Xin Qiji, who was already depressed in the sinking of the Southern Song Dynasty, still did not forget this day.

He wrote a song "Slow Voice - Fu Hong Osmanthus", not forgetting the original heart.

Under the lens, it rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and a faint twilight is cast between the sky and the earth.

The whole picture is also gradually static, and then re-solidified into a vivid yellowed picture scroll, all the scenery is integrated into the picture, as if it has become an unchangeable history.

Immediately, the entire picture scroll began to scroll back and forth from the left and right sides and closed up.

Under the curious gazes of countless viewers, a new picture scroll unfolded again, revealing the color of Lingyun.

As far as the eyes can see, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling, like a palace in the sky, showing the beauty of the world at a glance.

In the upper right corner of the screen, two lines of small characters in italics also appeared involuntarily.

1161 years.

The top of Mount Tai.

A tall and straight figure stood in front of the cliff, looking at the entire land of Qilu in the distance, his eyes were as cold as ice and as deep as sea water.

He held a long sword in his hand, and his whole body was like a stubborn pine tree in this dangerous cliff, indomitable.

Seeing this tough young man, countless spectators showed astonishment on their faces, and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

"This is the grown-up Xin Qiji. Sure enough, he has both civil and military skills. Now I don't know how many women will be pregnant."

"It's over, this baby is already in a heartbeat, God, let me accidentally travel through a flash of lightning, I want to marry Xin Qiji!!!"

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this moment.

Faced with such beautiful scenery, Xin Qiji couldn't help being filled with emotion.

"How about Mrs. Dai Zong, Qi Lu is still young."

He couldn't help chanting, the eternal swan song of Du Fu ascending to Wangyue in the past.

And at this moment, there was a sound of small footsteps behind him, followed by a male voice.

"Fortune Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang divide the dawn."

A trace of surprise flashed in Xin Qiji's eyes, and he looked back suddenly, only to see Gao Yang cupping his hands at him.

"Junior Gao Yang, I met brother Tanfu.

Hearing this, Xin Qiji looked at him again for a moment, as if he wanted to confirm something, and then said in an affirmative tone.

"Gao Yang..."

"I met you when I was in Bianjing.

Hearing this, Gao Yang was not surprised, the other party's observation ability was always keen, so he said with a smile.

"Brother Tanfu has a good memory. He only had a glimpse that day, but now he still recognizes it."

However, Xin Qiji's eyes suddenly became vigilant, especially Gao Yang's clothes and hairstyle, which were slightly different from those of people in the Central Plains today, and he couldn't help but classify him as a foreigner.

"Are you following me, or spying on me?"

While speaking, the sword in his right hand was clenched a little bit.

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Gao Yang still smiled calmly.

"Brother Tanfu, don't be nervous. I, like you, are Han Chinese, not barbarian lackeys such as Jin people."

"However, I am different from you."

"At least, in this Great Song Dynasty, I'm outside the game, just passing by in a hurry, but you are in the game, out of place."

As soon as this word comes out.

A hint of confusion flashed across Xin Qiji's eyes, but he let down his guard slightly.

However, seeing that Gao Yang's equipment is extraordinary, he must be a good talent, but he has the attitude of a wandering cloud and a wild crane.

He also couldn't help persuading.

"Brother Gao, when a man is born in the world, he is either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. You are so young, how can you waste your time in the mountains and wilds?"

Speaking of this, his eyes couldn't help showing light, and he said eagerly.

"Why don't you go down the mountain and add bricks and tiles to the Song Dynasty to reshape the mountains and rivers!"

Hearing this, Gao Yang walked up to him and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, looking at the land of Qilu in the distance, and sighed.

"Brother Tanfu, think back to the time when Du Fu, the poet, climbed high and looked at the mountains. He wrote like a god, with lofty ambitions, but he could only see the decline of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and collapsed in the Anshi Rebellion."

"What can you do with the power of one person?"

Hearing this, Xin Qiji's eyes moved slightly, but his expression remained firm.

He reached out and raised the sharp long sword in his hand, and drew it out abruptly.

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The cold light flickered, and the sword light reflected the faces of the two like frost, and also reflected the hearts of countless audiences.

At this moment, everyone's eyes tightened, and even many audience members who were completely immersed in the plot couldn't help shouting, Gao Yang, run! ! !

under the lens.

I saw Xin Qiji holding the sword in one hand, stretching out two fingers in the other hand, caressing the sword body, his eyes could not help showing sadness, and he said leisurely.

"Last time, my grandfather brought me to Mount Tai, pointed at Jiangshan, and passed this sword to me."

"He told me to go to the mausoleum and let me know after Song Dynasty regained the northern land."

Speaking of this, he held the sword like lightning, pointed at the Central Plains with a whimper, and said in a deep voice.

"This sword is named"

"recovery!!!"

"Recover the homeland, unify the rivers and mountains!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Gao Yang, his gaze was as sharp as the Guangfu sword in his hand.

This is his Xin Qiji's answer, the Qin people in his family are really generals, and the youth is full of vigor!

Seeing this scene, Gao Yang's eyes trembled slightly. He understood that even though the young man in front of him was in the mud, he was still born towards the sun and pursued endlessly.

He didn't say anything more, but took out two bottles of modern spirits from his arms, handed one bottle to the other party, and said aloud.

"Forget it, Brother Tanfu, we are on Mount Tai today, you and I will meet each other by fate, why not have a good drink and talk, it is also a happy event in life."

Hearing these bold words, Xin Qiji's eyes brightened slightly, and he looked at Gao Yang with a little more agreement.

Without any doubt, he reached out to take the strange glass bottle of spirits, without saying a word for a long time.

When Gao Yang had found a stone slab and sat down, Xin Qiji was still staring at the small bottle of wine in his hand, his eyes full of doubts, and he finally choked out a sentence.

"How?

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For a while, the atmosphere became harmonious.

The two drank happily, talked about the past and the present, and felt a sense of sympathy for each other for a while.

High mountains and flowing water are a good story in the world.

In front of the live broadcast room, countless viewers couldn't help but relax and laughed after seeing this.

If you want to be an all-rounder in civil and military affairs, there are also times of embarrassment.

However, I don't know if the wine bottles of the two will be found on Mount Tai after thousands of years...

on the screen.

The sea of ​​clouds surged, gradually submerging the camera.

I saw Baiyun Canggou, and another year passed by.

at the upper right corner of the screen.

Again revealed a new time and place.

1162 AD, leap February.

The area occupied by the Jin people, Jizhou City, Shandong Province.

It has been 35 years since the shame of Jingkang.

It's cold in spring, and the waning moon in the sky casts a faint light, which makes people feel even more icy cold.

In a camp of the Jin army with 5 people gathered, Zhang Anguo, the new prefect, was feasting the generals of the Jin people, his face was full of flattery.

Seeing this scene, countless viewers who are familiar with this period of history, the moment they saw Zhang Anguo, they all cried out in resentment.

"Traitor!!! He deserves to be called Anguo, calling a lackey would be embarrassing to the dog!!!"

That's right, Geng Jing, the leader of the northern uprising army at that time, had already sent Xin Qiji to the south to contact the Southern Song Dynasty, preparing to respond internally and externally, and regain the lost land in one fell swoop, but he was killed by the rebel general Zhang Anguo, and the seller begged for glory.

"For the sake of personal prosperity and wealth, let the country lose the important opportunity of reunification, it will really be spurned by thousands of people!"