Live Huaxia: Opening dialogue with an emperor through the ages

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In the room full of girlish atmosphere, Wan Ling saw this scene, and couldn't help but whispered coquettishly to Gao Yang on the screen.

"Hmph, men like three wives and four concubines."

As she said that, she looked at Gao Yang with a smile again, her beautiful eyes were bent into crescent moons, and two lovely dimples appeared on her cheeks.

"However, Gao Yang seems to be different."

However, this small episode also made people see a different Xin Qiji, who was no longer so bitter and hateful, but it also made people sigh.

How embarrassing that people who used to gallop in the desert are now living in Yanhualiu Lane.

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However, seeing that Xin Qiji was really depressed, Gao Yang also took out two bottles of spirits from his bosom and handed them over, saying.

"The scenery here is superb, drinking wine and composing poems, wouldn't it be pleasant.

"Forget it, forget it, since Brother Gao, you disdain the place of fireworks, so you won't go today."

After all, Xin Qiji also took the bottled spirits that Gao Yang handed over.

In the picture, the water is shimmering and sunny, and the Qinhuai River is sparkling, but there are no fishing boats passing by, so it looks a bit cold.

In the pavilion, Xin Qiji took a sip of strong wine and hissed. He only felt his throat burning, and when he slowed down, he laughed at himself.

"Ahem, people in future generations may not only know a few melancholy poems written by me, Xin Qiji, but who knows that the gold and iron horse will return to the north after ten years."

As he said that, he held the Guangfu sword that he always carried with him, his eyes were frosty.

"This sword should go to the battlefield to drink blood and kill all the thieves, instead of rusting in the scabbard!"

Seeing this, Gao Yang was as sharp as a knife, looked straight into Xin Qiji's eyes, and said very seriously.

"After today, the hundreds of millions of future generations in China will be known to everyone."

"Xin Qiji, a famous patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty!"

"At the same time, he is also a famous patriotic anti-gold general!"

On that day, the young man rode alone to create a golden battle, and he had already carried the backbone of the nation!

Hearing this, Xin Qiji's drunken face showed a trace of astonishment, and then he laughed again.

"Hahaha, brother Gao is drunk! What anti-gold general?! Huang Liang is just a dream."

"I...I don't even have a chance...to resist gold..."

As he said that, he was already drunk in the Xinxin Pavilion.

Seeing this scene, countless audience members could only sigh.

Perhaps in such an age, being born a hero is also a kind of tragedy.

However, they are also like torches, the only light.

At this moment, on the screen, on the map of half of the country, scenes of Xin Qiji's travels and appointments flashed across the screen.

Jingzhou tea merchants rebelled, and he led troops to wipe out the tea thieves.

Suppress bandits in Hunan, eradicate gangsters and evil, and punish officials.

During his tenure, he formed a "Flying Tiger Army", which, in addition to Ba Anliang, was the champion of all the armies on the river.

Immediately afterwards, he went to Jiangxi to control the food shortage.

In the scenes of running around, the young man's sharpness in his eyes is timeless, and he is still proving his worth. He hopes that one day he can take over the banner of the Northern Expedition.

A full 20 years.

A full 20 years.

Life can have another 20 years!

He wanted to splash Xuanyuan with blood, and sprinkle his blood on regaining his homeland.

What was waiting was an imperial edict to dismiss from office.

He is just a sword in the hands of the superior, and when it is useless, he will naturally be ruthlessly abandoned.

He stands out from the crowd, but is crowded out by chickens and ducks.

Those doctors, guarding their own power and wealth, are still dreaming of that vain spring and autumn dream.

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Now that Xin Qiji has gradually recognized the facts, he has begun to have a heart of retiring. He is fascinated by the rural landscape, and seems to have gradually forgotten his previous ideals.

However, fate does not seem to let him go.

In 1203, at the age of 64, Xin Qiji was summoned by the court and came out again.

In the picture, the gray-haired man is happy like a child who has won an award, chanting happily.

"Northern Expedition."

"Northern Expedition."

"Northern Expedition."

He rushed into the bedroom in a hurry, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and found his treasured Guangfu sword, exquisite armor, and his eyes were red.

"Old man, our chance has come."

this way.

I saw Lu You, 79, seeing him off.

He went to Beigu Tower twice, chanting loudly, magnificent.

However, everything about this Northern Expedition was a lie.

When Xin Qiji came to the army, no one listened to him, there was not a single soldier under his command, and no one cared about the life and death advice of an old man in his 60s.

It turned out that the dignitaries in the court just wanted to use his reputation to shock the Jin army, but in fact they ignored all his suggestions.

Ignore the suggested strategy of a man who has been studying such a Northern Expedition for 40 years.

Such a court, how can it not perish.

The Northern Expedition failed, a disastrous defeat...

In front of the TV, countless viewers fell silent, gritted their teeth and remained silent.

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Go away with joy, return with despair.

The two met again, just as they had parted at the beginning.

The thatched eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream, but for Xin Qiji, this place is always just a place to settle down, not his own home.

At this time, Xin Qiji's hair had already started to turn gray, and the stars in his eyes were dimmed. Just like this Northern Expedition, the success was on the verge of failure.

"I have two homes in my life, one in the north and one in the south.

"Brother Gao, it is said that people will be homesick when they get old, but my real home is not here."

Having said that, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and there was a bit of hoarseness in his old voice.

"Grandfather, the child is not filial, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back in this life."

"Those who cross from the south, there is no one who returns from the north."

Brother Gao, perhaps, you are right. "

this moment.

Seeing this, countless viewers couldn't help but think of the scene at the beginning of this issue. Xin Qiji was lying on the hospital bed, shouting "Kill the thief! Kill the thief!"

"Gao Yang, please give Xin Qiji a happy ending!!!"

"That's right, it's okay to let him go back to his hometown again. His home is in the north."

"Go home, go home, let the soul return to its hometown and rest in peace..."

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At this time, Gao Yang silently looked at Xin Qiji who was staggering, and suddenly asked.

"Brother Jiaxuan, Lian Po is old, can he still eat?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a three-point silence all around.

Xin Qiji's eyes shook, his trembling hands held the Guangfu sword tightly, and he said every word.

"Xin is still capable, kill the thief with a sword!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Gao Yang's face.

He stretched out his hand and said to Xin Qiji.

"Jiaxuan, can I borrow the sword!"

Since history did not give Xin Qiji a chance to fight on the battlefield, he gave him the last chance to fight the enemy without changing history.

"Why not, take it!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xin Qiji handed the Guangfu Sword to Gao Yang, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

this moment.

Countless viewers also looked at Gao Yang, their big eyes fixed on the big screen, for fear of missing any details.

In the picture, Gao Yang holds the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, and suddenly draws out the blade.

Buzz—

The moonlight-like sword light was reflected on Gao Yang's face, and also reflected in the eyes of countless audiences.

I saw him reaching out his hand with lightning speed, like drawing a knife to cut off the water, holding the Guangfu sword and swiping it towards the camera!
"Ahh! Kill the photographer!!"

Just as the audience screamed, an extremely tiny crack began to emerge in the middle of the entire screen.

The crack continued to expand, as if cutting through time and space, a gust of wind filled with the atmosphere of the desert swept in.

A strong wind blew, blowing Xin Qiji's white hair flying, leaving only shock in his eyes.

this moment.

The crack expanded to the shape of a gate, exuding a faint warm white light, which made people feel awe.

Gao Yang raised his hand to look at Xin Qiji, and said loudly.

"Brother Jiaxuan, let's look at the present, dreaming of returning to the trumpet-blowing company!"

At this moment, Xin Qiji inexplicably felt that time was going backwards, and his withered body seemed to be rejuvenated, as if he had returned to his youth, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

at the same time.

On the other side of the crack, a tall and burly boy in armor looked at this strange scene with curiosity.

The moment countless audiences saw this figure, their eyes shook and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Huo Qubing!!!"

Dreaming back to the horn-blowing company, the young heroes meet for the first time!
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The time-space tunnel cut out by the Guangfu sword runs through the time-space passage between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Western Han Dynasty.

On one side is Xin Qiji who is dying.

On one side is the high-spirited Huo Qubing.

One is the landscape of the south of the Yangtze River.

One is the desert of the Western Regions.

As fate would have it, this time, the two people who are determined to die will finally cross time and space to meet each other.

Seeing this, countless viewers held their breath, some dare not imagine what kind of fateful meeting this will be.

Perhaps, once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will surpass countless people in the world.