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

After walking out of the cinema, Zhou Jia was still in a daze for a long time. Ying Zheng and the others were also silent. This movie was too heavy.

It took a long time for the people of each dynasty to speak out their thoughts and opinions.

"In fact, it's not easy for future generations either..."

"Yes, that is to say, their lives now seem to be more stable. No, it should be said that only the environment in China is stable. Otherwise, just like what was shown in the video just now, there was an explosion and Li Moyin broke his leg. Such a life is unbearable no matter how you think about it."

A scholar was still terrified as he thought about the sight of Li Moyin's broken leg in the film he had just watched.

He was really scared.

Although his family was poor, his living environment was not bad. There were few kidnappers, and his neighbors and people in the government were all friendly. He had never encountered any danger. The most dangerous thing that happened to him was that he was chased for two miles by a wild boar when he went to the wild.

He had never encountered or experienced the situation in the film.

In addition to admiration, his heart was filled with passion and he became more determined to enter officialdom.

He wanted to be a good official and assist the emperor in making their dynasty more prosperous. Even though the path of being an official was difficult, he would never regret it.

“It’s really exciting and heartbreaking to watch.”

Many people had red eyes.

They cried for the people in the film, and also for themselves. In the era they lived in, wars never stopped.

"It's a pity for Yang Chuanyu. Who would have thought that a deserter would sacrifice his life in the end?"

"The word deserter is not appropriate."

Zhou Jia's hoarse voice came from the sky.

The sentence just now was put in the comments, and Zhou Jia saw it at a glance.

"Think about it from another perspective. Aren't you afraid under such gunfire? If it were you, wouldn't you have the thought of retreating?" Zhou Jia took a deep breath, "Our ancestors are not gods. We are all mortals and we will all be afraid, but their beliefs will always support them to move forward.

This is also the most tear-jerking part of them. They will always overcome their fears and move forward. Even if they don’t know what the future holds, they will do it without hesitation.”

Many emperors showed fear on their faces.

This kind of belief and strength is exactly what they fear. They dare not imagine what would happen if such belief happened to the common people who they think are just ants, and what would happen if they were as fearless as those people in the film.

They dare not think.

After leaving the theater, Zhou Jia sniffed and sighed, "It's getting late, why don't you all go back and rest? The Never Sleeps City is more lively at night, let's go there in the evening. During the day, let's ask for everyone's opinion, do you want to go together or play separately?"

There are advantages to being together, but it is more suitable for each person to travel separately, especially if there are emperors and poets among them, who are good at different things, so they prefer to travel separately.

Zhou Jia felt relieved since Miaomiao was there.

Everyone went back to their own homes, each thinking about the places they wanted to visit.

I won’t talk about the younger ones, their task is to study hard.

Ying Zheng had already thought about the big thing. He wanted to buy some seeds. Although what Zhou Jia gave him was enough, he would go and take a look himself, and by the way, he would also be able to have a clearer understanding of future crops.

Food is the most important thing for people. We still have to solve the food problem, and everything else can be solved little by little.

As for Li Bai and the others, without even discussing it, they tacitly prepared to go to the library tomorrow. In the vast ocean of history, they can find many close friends and talented people. Knowing their identities, they can also find people to compete with in private.

Zhou Jia was mainly communicating with Miaomiao about the issue of weapons, but Miaomiao refused to give in at all.

It was not until the end that it was explained that Ying Zheng and that person had already been given weapons in their space, which was considered a violation of the rules. Extra weapons would not be given. The weapons in the space were inexhaustible. If necessary, they could take them themselves. As for other things, that was impossible.

Zhou Jia then gave up.

But she still insisted on suggesting the problems submitted by the system to the main system.

Now we can only wait for the results.

The next day, Ying Zheng was the first to wake up. After washing up and opening the door, he saw a smaller version of himself struggling to look up at him with wide eyes, "I want to go too."

It was quite strenuous for Ying Zheng to lower his head.

Too short...

He couldn't help but complain in his heart.

The two, one big and one small, stared at each other.

Since they had agreed to go to the city that never sleeps at night, Zhou Jia didn't think about live streaming during the day. Miaomiao also felt that they should give the ancestors some private space, so she didn't take the initiative to turn on the live streaming. Therefore, no one saw this hilarious scene.

Long Bao's neck was sore, and he pouts his cheeks, looking a little angry.

He is so annoying...

"Without."

Ying Zheng spat out two words with a cold face, closed the door, walked around Long Bao, and left without looking back.

Long Bao ran after him, panting, "If you don't take me with you, I'll go by myself. I'm still young, and if I get lost, you'll have to deal with it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he ran forward without looking back, just like Ying Zheng.

A blatant threat.

Ever since Lu Buwei left and all political power fell into the hands of Ying Zheng, no one has threatened him for a long time.

Ying Zheng was not angry, but he felt a little surprised that after so many years, the person who threatened him was actually another himself.

"Ah."

Threats work.

If he got lost, he would have to find someone. If his ancestors knew about it, who knows what they would say to him.

Long Bao ran for a long time with his short legs, and Ying Zheng caught up with him in three or five steps, lifted him up by the back of the neck. Long Bao was hanging in the air with his limbs off the ground. He raised his head angrily and glared at him.

But the neck was too short and it was almost broken, so I could only see the man's waist.

Ying Zheng lifted the dragon treasure in his hand, and there were two big words written on his left and right eyes:

Dislike it.

Long Bao lowered his head and clenched his fists. Two big words were written on his left and right eyes:

Hate.

When they reached the elevator, Ying Zheng put the person down.

He is the majestic First Emperor, how could he possibly argue with a little kid?

He straightened his slightly disheveled sleeves.

Long Bao kept his feet firmly on the ground, stepped on the pair of big feet, and calmly straightened his wrinkled clothes.

Ying Zheng paused, a hint of doubt flashing in his big eyes.

Was he this bad as a child?

The two awkward people didn't talk to each other along the way.

When they arrived, they immediately attracted a lot of attention.

It's nothing, Ying Zheng's height and appearance are very eye-catching, not to mention that the younger one looks 80% like him, he looks like a well-behaved child who makes people worry-free, what a pleasing father and son combination~

Seeing that there were so many people, Ying Zheng bent down and picked up Long Bao.

After returning to Qin, Long Bao was often held by Xiaomi, and he got used to it. He also found a comfortable position in Ying Zheng's arms to lean on.

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed as he looked at Long Bao's chubby cheeks, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Although he is him, they are still different...

When he was young, he hated being contacted by anyone other than his mother, Zhao Ji, because he had no father, only his mother, who would hold him in her arms when he was in danger, and other people... approached him just to beat or humiliate and mock him.

He would never take the initiative or even get used to others' sudden touch.

Long Bao didn't pay attention to his expression, his eyes were full of seeds.

If we take this back, the people of Qin will never starve.

My grandfather would definitely like it, and my two masters (Bai Qi and Wang Jian) ​​would definitely like it too!

“Buy it now, buy it now.”

Long Bao urged.