Live broadcast of the old ancestor gossip: Feeding the black moonlight to Qin Shi Huang

A few little guys also gathered around curiously.

Long Bao blinked his eyes, feeling extremely curious.

It's really strange to feel like you have your own game.

It was still a familiar interface. Wan Chao and the little guys each had their own focus. Zhou Jia directly opened the interface he wanted, but in an instant everyone saw the conspicuous portrait of Ying Zheng at the top.

There is also a long list of numbers below.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival mooncakes giveaway event, come and experience what it means that mooncakes can be used to build the Great Wall."

Qin, Ying Zheng's original attention was still on the memorial in front of him. He only spoke, paused when he heard the word "Great Wall", and then opened the entire video to watch it.

"Tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands..."

Some people who were good at math could immediately read out how many mooncakes Ying Zheng had received in total, while some people who didn't know how to count only knew that the number was very long.

"Why not me!" Che Bao was unhappy.

None of the top three is him!

Feng Bao felt a little disappointed when she saw that she was not there, but she was even more shocked by Ying Zheng's popularity and dominance.

"Six hundred and forty thousand, the second Bai Juyi twenty-sixty thousand, the familiar gap-like first place." Zhou Jia laughed and then said, "I guarantee that we are definitely not the only one in this server."

Long Bao stared at the mooncakes, then looked at the mooncake in his hand, and suddenly found it a little difficult to swallow.

One is ok, so many...

"The Great Wall can't be built with it." After Long Bao complained, he moved aside silently.

Let's leave this blessing to others.

秦

Everyone has become numb from watching it.

Although Fusu had a certain degree of understanding of the love that future generations had for his father, he was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes. Even though it was just a game, he could still get a glimpse of one side of it.

Descendants really love his father deeply!

The Qin officials were all grinning.

It has to be their Majesty.

Look at this incredible popularity.

Those people behind can’t catch up at all!

Zhou Jia said it well!

Their Majesties are number one in the future generations! In every sense!

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Liu Bang stared at the string of numbers and for some reason he was reminded of the scene of the First Emperor's tour that he had witnessed with his own eyes.

Vast and majestic!

It was something he had never dared to think about, and it amazed him from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Bang's mind was more complicated, while Liu Che's mind was the simplest - sour, sour from head to toe.

Staring at the Wangchuan interface with resentment.

He usually thinks he is quite likable, so why is his ranking so low?

Liu Che didn't believe it, and Che Bao didn't believe it either. They slid down and gave up when they saw the number of mooncakes.

"You just love him!"

Chebao was still a child after all, and his dissatisfaction was written on his face. Zhou Jia smiled and pinched his face, "I like you, my baby, too."

"Don't pinch my face!" Che Bao was angry.

This is too much. How could she touch him? If this happened in the Han Dynasty, he would have had Zhou Jia dragged out and beaten up.

Long Bao stared at his phone and suddenly said, "I want to play that drill."

drill?

Zhou Jia didn't react for a moment, with a puzzled look on her face, but finally said sweetly: "You can never beat the one who is... "

Zhou Jia understood after being reminded like this, and her eyes lit up, "Come on, please..."

He gave the phone to Long Bao without any reluctance.

After hearing what they said, Chebao also remembered what Tiantian had not finished saying, "That's called the Hu Hai simulator."

The people of Wan Chao also remembered that when Zhou Jia played Wangchuan before, there was a game called Sweeping the World, but she could not beat it every time. The title of "Hu Hai of the Present Day" was given to her by that game.

Hearing this familiar name, Ying Zheng's eyebrows twitched. He was angry at the rebellious son Hu Hai, but more importantly, he thought of Zhou Jia's previous speechless expression.

He also watched Zhou Jia play a few times. He really didn't understand what Zhou Jia was thinking. After so many rounds, he couldn't even get through the first one and was still stuck at the beginning of the Qin Dynasty's prosperity during Shang Yang's reforms. If the Qin Dynasty was really controlled by her like this, let alone unifying the world, it would be destroyed at the very beginning.

But... he was still curious about what the results would be if he played as a younger self.

The boy mentioned above is only three years old. According to historical records, he was still a hostage in Zhao State at that time. Even if Zhou Jia appeared and asked him to come back early, he probably had not received any systematic teaching on governing a country. What kind of results would he have achieved?

Qin's ancestors such as Ying Quliang were also very curious.

The camera focused directly on the interface where Feng Bao opened the game, while Zhou Jia was watching while eating fruit.

Let professionals do professional things.

She has played the game many times, and has seen people share strategies to pass the game, but she has never read them. She always feels that it would be an insult to her intelligence to read strategies to pass the game. For this kind of game, it is more satisfying to complete it by yourself.

Long Bao had already understood the game after watching Zhou Jia play it. The upper left corner was the condition for him to pass the level, and he knew exactly how to play it.

I saw his little hands tapping on the phone, and he immediately recruited Shang Yang in the second round. Zhou Jia couldn't help but sigh, "I tried many times, and it seems that Shang Yang must be recruited in the second round, otherwise it will become more and more difficult later."

Shang Yang has a huge bonus to agriculture. Without Shang Yang's bonus, the problem of food and fodder in the future will be a big problem.

Speaking of recruiting Shang Yang...

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Shang Yang couldn't help but think of the time when he and Ying Quliang were together.

"I feel that issuing the decree to seek talents is the most correct thing I have ever done in my life. The luckiest thing is also meeting you, Shang Jun." Ying Quliang suddenly sighed.

If it were not for the reform and the Qin State's efforts to become stronger, how could the Qin State have unified the world and passed down its rule to future generations?

It is the descendants of the Great Qin who feel sorry for Shang Jun.

Thinking of this, Ying Quliang's face became even uglier.

I feel a little itchy and want to hit my son again.

Shang Yang laughed, "It is rare to have a true friend in one's life. Shang Yang knows how difficult it is to reform the law."

Among the kings of the world, who doesn't want to have talented people under his command? But how many kings are really willing to firmly implement the suggestions of those talented people?

His Duke of Qin did it.

Daqin did it.

During his lifetime, he was able to carry out reforms, strengthen Qin and destroy the six kingdoms to unify the country, leaving his name behind for posterity. Although he was branded as a fool in later generations, he was even torn to pieces by chariots.

But, enough is enough.

His ambition has been fulfilled.

The king and his minister looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

Outside the door, Ying Si, who came to see his father, felt that this was not a good time, so he turned around and wanted to leave. Then a familiar furious voice came from inside the door, "Come in now!"

Ying Si looked bitter.

No matter how arrogant you become in the future, your father is still here, so you have to lie down even if you are a tiger.

Ying Si walked into the hall, bowed obediently, and stood there with his head down.

Ying Quliang is still angry now. Ever since Zhou Jia told him about Shang Yang's ending, Ying Quliang beat Ying Si so hard that he couldn't get out of bed. He stayed in bed for more than a month. Now, when he looks at Ying Si again, he still feels a bit angry.

Shang Jun, whom he held in his heart and protected in every possible way, was torn to pieces by just one word from this brat. Fortunately, he still had some vision and carried out the reform, otherwise it would not be so easy to just be beaten.

Looking at Ying Si's still pale face, thinking about his wounds, Shang Yang advised: "Your Majesty, Young Master..."

"Don't worry about him. This kid is thick-skinned and has a tough body. Let him learn a lesson."

Ying Quliang waved his hand. Ying Si knew that in front of Shang Yang, he was just a nobody. "Thank you, Lord Shang. I'll be fine."

Shang Yang was silent...

He was mainly afraid that he would still hold a grudge against him. Being torn apart by a chariot was already painful enough, and he didn't want to escalate the way he died.