At the beginning, Qin Shi Huang traveled to my home

In my heart I couldn't help but shout for Xin Qiji, Xin Qiji, please get up, please get up, the Northern Expedition, the Northern Expedition you have been longing for and waiting for for most of your life.

The military generals in particular felt the same way, and their eyes were red for Xin Qiji.

"Wow, this Xin Qiji is too miserable," Zhang Fei burst into tears, and then said fiercely, "The Emperor of Song Dynasty really deserves to die. He didn't use such a good general like Xin Qiji, and made him a civil official, and demoted him many times. It really makes me angry!"

"Yes, Xin Qiji is good enough," Liu Bei also sighed. If he had such a talent, how could he not make use of him?

Sky

After listening to this, Xin Qiji was silent for a while. He imagined the scene himself and felt a little melancholy.

"In September of the same year, Senior Xin passed away due to illness. It is said that you were shouting 'Kill the enemy, kill the enemy' before you died, and died in depression," Li Wu sighed.

What I feel more is that my heart is blocked and I feel indescribable discomfort. I can't cry and I don't know how to express this feeling.

Xin Qiji smiled and said, "Thank you, little immortal, for telling me about my future." Xin Qiji stood up and said, "I will definitely be able to lead a northern expedition in the future and destroy the Jin Kingdom!"

Xin Qiji said this with such certainty and confidence that Li Wu was stunned.

This was the Xin Qiji she knew. At this moment, he was still the young man who could lead 50 people to bravely break into an enemy camp of people, not the gloomy Xin Qiji of the future.

"I believe that your wish will come true, Senior Xin," Li Wu took the opportunity to look at the barrage.

Sure enough, many emperors of the Song Dynasty expressed their willingness to launch a northern expedition, especially Song Xiaozong. With the support of Song Taizu and Song Taizong, he naturally wanted to launch a northern expedition.

"Senior Xin, Emperor Taizu of Song also strongly supports your Northern Expedition, so you will definitely succeed," Li Wu's face was filled with unstoppable joy.

Xin Qiji nodded and said, "What the little immortal said is right." Xin Qiji sat down again, as if he was not the one who was sad and upset just now.

"Senior Xin, if you don't eat the barbecue now, I will eat it all," Li Wu said with a smile as he grilled a few slices of beef.

"Hahaha," Xin Qiji couldn't help laughing.

"That's about all there is to say about your deeds, Senior Xin," Li said as he picked up a piece of barbecue and put it in his bowl.

"Then, should I leave?" Xin Qiji asked. He felt that he had not been here for long.

"Not yet, not yet," Li Wu hurriedly stopped Xin Qiji when he saw him getting up and leaving. "Although Senior Xin's life story is over, there is more, more."

"Then please continue, little immortal?" Xin Qiji was in a good mood. He was happy when he thought that the officials before Taizu and Taizong Song supported his Northern Expedition.

After taking a bite of my favorite celery, my mood became even better.

"Senior Xin, do you know how many words you have left?" Li Wu asked.

Xin Qiji shook his head and said, "Probably quite a lot." He had just heard the little immortal say several poems, and he couldn't believe that he had written them.

"You have the largest number of extant poems from the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, with more than 600 existing. The poems you wrote have strong patriotic ideas and fighting spirit, but they are a little difficult to recite." Although she knew about Xin Qiji's deeds, it did not mean that she could recite all of his poems. There were more than 600 poems, and she could not recite any of them.

"Recite?" Xin Qiji was a little confused for a moment. People in later generations had to recite the poems he wrote?

"Yes, these are all treasures that allow us, the later generations, to better understand our predecessors." Although they are indeed difficult to memorize, they are indeed important.

Xin Qiji nodded, indicating that he understood. Just like them, he could also recite some poems left by poets and lyricists from previous dynasties, so he could still understand it.

Barrage

Cao Cao, who loves married women: Cao also wrote poems, but I don’t know whether they can be preserved.

After all, as a person from later generations, the little immortal didn’t know how many years had passed since he was born, probably hundreds or thousands of years, right?

After so long, who knows if it can be preserved?

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: I didn’t expect that people in later generations would still have to recite poems. It seems that life in later generations is really good.

Like the little fairy, women can also read, study history, and drive a car.

The first queen, Lu Zhi: Women in later generations are so happy, like little fairies.

The little immortal must be living a happy life, so he looks young and can read and write. How enviable! His life in the afterlife must be very good, right?

Confucius during the Spring and Autumn Period: Good, good, this is the great harmony I have been looking for, the great harmony of the world.

As soon as Confucius came out, the Confucian scholars behind him all came forward and greeted him.

"The Palace Museum still has your handwritten letter 'Leaving the Country', which was collected by many people at that time. It is precisely because of this that it has been preserved to this day." This further proves that Xin Qiji was very famous at that time.

If he were not famous, who would collect his handwriting?

"It is my honor," Xin Qiji was happy to hear it, "but in the future, I may appear as a soldier instead of a poet." Speaking of soldiers, Xin Qiji couldn't help but feel happy. He, in the future, he would definitely be a soldier.

"What Senior Xin said is right. That's about all I have to say about Senior Xin. Li Wu would like to wish Senior Xin all he wants and a successful Northern Expedition," Li Wu stood up, and so did Xin Qiji.

"Thank you, little fairy," Xin Qiji leaned over and bowed to her, and Li Wu did the same. She could not withstand the worship of the ancients.

"Senior Xin, please move aside," Li Wu made a gesture of invitation.

Xin Qiji nodded at her.

"Senior Xin, do you want to take something back?" Li Wu asked. She couldn't let him go back empty-handed. Besides, every time other traders came, she would ask them to take something back. It was impossible to stop Xin Qiji from taking anything.

"Thank you very much, little fairy," Xin Qiji said. Li Wu knew what was going on, so he filled Xin Qiji's box with fruits, some snacks, desserts and the like.

The two came to the warehouse, and the seeds had already been sorted out by Li Wu. Seeing the seeds, Xin Qiji couldn't help but sigh.

"Please ask Emperor Song Xiaozong to be prepared for the transaction," Li Wu said.

Barrage

Song Xiaozong Zhao Shen: I'm ready, I'm ready, my little immortal, I've been ready for a long time.

When Xin Qiji went to the sky curtain, he had people prepare early.

[System, start trading.]

[OK, host. ]

"Senior Xin, we will meet again," Li Wu bowed to him. Just as Xin Qiji was about to return the greeting, he and the seeds disappeared.

The traded items also arrived at Chao Yan's feet.

"We have traded another ancestor this time," Li Wu sighed, "It feels like time has passed so quickly. Ancestors, I plan to open the sky curtain tomorrow and lead the ancestors to see the world I live in. What do you think?"

Barrage

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng: I agree, I agree. I want to go. I want to go to the world outside the immortal world and see what it is like.

Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu of Han: I agree, I have long wanted to know about the world of the afterlife.