Collecting Huaxia: Take stock of the top ten iron-blooded generals at the beginning!

Jiang Nan took Mr. Lu You to the place where the Kingdom of Jin in the Northern Song Dynasty was located.

Here is North China.

What they came to was an ordinary small town.

There is almost no big difference between the small town and any city in China.

Except that the road is wider and the pedestrians on the road wear thicker clothes, everything else is the same as all the tourists the two of them saw in the far north, west, and on the beach.

Simple, ordinary, fun.

At this time, most small towns are already in autumn.

Thick fallen leaves piled up on the road, and there were cleaners in front of them, cleaning them carefully.

Mr. Lu You stood by the side of the road, looking at Jiangnan in a daze.

"What kind of place is this place? There is neither a university nor a beach, and the scenery is so-so..."

Jiang Nan smiled and waved his right hand, and the Huaxia map that had appeared in front of them several times flashed out again.

He stretched out his index finger, pointing north on the map.

"Mr. Lu You, this is the former Daikin!"

"What??" Mr. Lu You's face turned pale, and he couldn't believe it. He looked at the map in front of him, and then at the real world in front of him.

"You mean that Dajin has also become a corner of China, and there is no difference between this place and other Chinese cities?"

Jiang Nan nodded: "Yes! In the dynasty of the old man, there were constant disputes between various ethnic groups and regions!"

"That's because there was an extreme shortage of living materials at that time, and people had to compete for land, water and other items...!"

"But now, China's economic strength is already the second largest in the world. China has a population of 14 billion, and everyone can eat and clothe themselves..."

"Now, there is no need for them to confront each other with swords. Moreover, all ethnic groups are integrated so that they can resist foreign aggression!"

Mr. Lu You suddenly realized, and then looked at Jiangnan with some admiration:

"You little gentleman is really not like a mortal! Oh! I woke up this morning and felt unwell. Could it be that I am dead now, little old man?"

As he spoke, he looked around in horror: "Everything I see now is my hallucination?"

Jiang Nan held his arm and asked him to touch the sycamore tree in front of him with his hand.

Mr. Lu You's old fingers groped around the plane tree.

The scene in front of me was too real.

It's not like a fantasy.

Mr. Lu You sighed:
"I never imagined that in my Northern Song Dynasty, the powerful and iron-fisted Dajin Kingdom is now a small city in China... At that time, all the princes and princes were gone, only the phoenix tree was left to welcome the autumn wind..."

"I can see this, little old man, I really have no regrets in dying!"

[Oh my god, this show is too compelling, right?]

【yes!I didn’t have so many insights in history class]

[Originally, how many times can the sun and the moon change in the vicissitudes of life? 】

【Seeing him building a tall building, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse! 】

[I don’t see the wheel of Wanhuhou’s history rolling forward, no one can stop it]

Young modern netizens can still appreciate this.

Not to mention Mr. Lu You, who is 80 years old and writes good words with a clever mind.

He looked at the sycamore trees all over the street, and said with emotion: "Little old man, my lifelong dream has finally come true today..."

"However, Mr. Xiao, you also let me see the insignificance of being a human being."

"Even I, Lu Fangweng, who is respected by everyone as a great writer, is actually often imprisoned in my own narrow thinking."

He looked at the plane tree, and after a while, he turned around and patted Jiangnan on the shoulder.

"Sir, you are not a mortal!"

Jiang Nan smiled and didn't speak.

Mr. Lu You glanced at the street again as if nostalgic: "If everyone in my Southern Song Dynasty can see that the Kingdom of Jin also surrendered to China, they will be as excited as me."

"The wheel of history is rolling forward. Those who have this kind of awareness will naturally understand..."

Mr. Lu You took a deep look at him, then nodded: "So what now? Mr. Xiao, are you going to take me back to the Southern Song Dynasty?"

As soon as his words fell, the scenery in front of him had changed.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Nan and Mr. Lu You returned to the thatched cottage in the small village in the Southern Song Dynasty.

It took only half a stick of incense for them to leave.

But now, the scene in the thatched cottage is very different from before leaving.

The grass and trees are deep, and with the fresh evening wind, Mr. Lu You's house full of books is blowing.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone exude a faint fragrance on the desk.

Mr. Lu You's expression was also much more relaxed than before he left.

"I think my little old man stayed in this thatched hut for a short time... all day because the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty refused to go north, he was depressed."

"I thought that until the day I died, I would never hear the news of the conscription going to the north... Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiao, you could let me see the picture of the unification of Kyushu before I was alive..."

Old Mr. Lu You stepped back slightly, then raised his hands, facing Jiangnan, and bowed respectfully.

"Here, Lu Fangweng thanks Mr. Jiangnan Xiao for his help... I will die without regret!"

Mr. Lu You is over 80 years old.

He was stooped, and his limbs were relatively stiff.

Even so, hundreds of millions of netizens can still see his inner piety and respect from his demeanor.

[I also want to bow deeply to Jiangnan!This episode of the program not only made me understand a lot of historical knowledge, but also made me cherish the beautiful life today]

【Old Mr. Lu You, we will never forget you】

[It is precisely because there are so many patriots in history that the nonsense ancestors can continue to fight for the unification of the motherland! 】

【History should be remembered, and the last wishes of the ancestors should be helped to fulfill them】

Looking at Mr. Lu You, he bowed deeply to Jiangnan.

Netizens in front of the TV expressed their feelings.

When Mr. Lu You raised his head again, Jiang Nan had already walked out of the thatched hut.

His light gray long gown, reflected together with the afterglow of the setting sun, gave him the air of someone born in the world.

The camera is facing his back, slowly zooming out.

In the next second, Jiangnan appeared in the bustling city of Bianzhou.

Although it was night, the place was lit up with bright lights, and there were crowds of people.

The cries of hawkers on both sides of the road, and the bustling noise in the store came head-on.

There is also the sound of music and singing and dancing coming from nowhere.

Business women do not know the hatred of subjugation, and they still sing backyard flowers across the river.

Some people, like the old Mr. Lu You, have the world in mind and the unification of Kyushu, and regard this wish as their lifelong dream.

There are also some people who live in a corner, are satisfied with the life in front of them, and don't think about making progress.

Standing on the bustling city street, Jiangnan said slowly to the camera:

"Collecting Huaxia, I am your old friend, Jiangnan... No matter what dynasty I was born in, I always remember the motherland in my heart... This is the theme of our program today..."

"Viewers, see you in the next episode."