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

"When you get to this place, you can do whatever you want. All I have to say is don't let them die too easily. Thank you.

Especially your Majesty, this place regards Xu Fu as their ancestor and the first emperor. As I said before, this is the biggest and most indelible black mark on you. Please destroy this place as soon as you have a ship in the future."

Zhou Jia spoke very seriously, without any sign of joking.

Ying Zheng could hear from her words her disgust and hatred for this place. Looking at the name displayed on the globe, his eyes grew colder.

"Okay, I won't say much else. That's all for today. You can make your own arrangements. I'll see you tomorrow, my ancestors."

Zhou Jia closed the live broadcast, and Wan Chao continued to implement their plan. However, while creating gunpowder, Ying Zheng did not forget to ask them to start recruiting skilled craftsmen for shipbuilding.

He must take the place that Zhou Jia particularly emphasized.

In the later dynasties, everyone was not idle either. They followed Zhou Jia's advice and looked for people who were interested in bomb research. Perhaps they could really improve the strength of their weapons a lot.

After Zhou Jia finished his typing task, he began to look for information. There was quite a lot of content about Wu Zhou, and it also involved the Tang Dynasty. When the time came, people like Li Shimin would definitely ask about the development of the Tang Dynasty after Wu Zhou, and Li Longji would not be able to skip it.

As she searched, she realized that the events in the Tang Dynasty were already complicated, and it would be difficult to tell the story fluently if she were to start again.

The next day, everyone in Wan Chao was still waiting for Zhou Jia to start broadcasting on time. Zhou Jia did start broadcasting on time, but this time he was not sitting upright on the screen and talking to them. Instead, he was holding a book in his hand and reading it, saying to them:

"Good morning, old man. I said I won't tell you anything today, just something relaxing. So today's live broadcast will be on until I fall asleep at night. I'm not sure what you'll watch, but the atmosphere will definitely be relaxing."

It was a rare occasion that Zhou Jia did not have a cold face like in the previous opening, asking them to prepare for being scolded.

So, many people asked on the screen: [So girl, what is the first thing we do today? Or girl, you do yours, we are also curious about what your daily life is like. ]

Zhou Jia smiled and said, "That would be very boring. Every day I write and draw, then eat and sleep. There is not much else. So my activity area is still my room."

What is a code word?

Seeing this question, Zhou Jia became interested. "Composing is generally called writing, but I write novels, that is, storybooks. I will tell you about our four great masterpieces some other day. These are our Chinese literary masterpieces and treasures."

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Ying Zheng stopped writing after listening to this. "Four Great Classics."

He suddenly remembered the "Lüshi Chunqiu" written by Lü Buwei, and wondered whether this thing had been passed down to later generations.

Since he knew that the Qin Dynasty perished early, he no longer had high expectations for the number of emperors. He just hoped that more things from the Qin Dynasty could be passed down to later generations. However, from what he knew now, apart from his infamy, the only things that would be passed down seemed to be the Great Wall, his mausoleum, and other projects that were relatively famous.

And although Zhou Jia did not describe his tomb in detail, he guessed that his imperial tomb might not be very safe.

Tomb robbing has existed since ancient times.

He didn't think he would survive.

It's nothing more than the number of times it's been stolen.

Although he thought so, if he really knew in the future that his tomb had been robbed, he felt that he would not be able to remain calm.

Zhou Jia continued to flip through the book in her hand for a while, then stretched her body and went out to make breakfast. She boiled some sweet potatoes and eggs, then poured some oatmeal and mixed it with some yogurt.

"Yes, aren't we going to talk about food later? For ordinary people, if they can't afford other meat, they can eat eggs. Eggs are the best meat for ordinary people. But I guess most of you probably sell the eggs and don't want to feed them to your children at home."

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly realized something. It seemed that there were no eggs among the items she had asked them to sign in and choose?

Zhou Jia slapped her head and said, "Sorry, sorry, I'll add an egg to breakfast from now on. I'll make it clear in advance that this egg is for the baby's body, not for some of you parents to sell because you can't bear to eat it. Don't think of deducting food from the baby."

She said this because the data transmitted from the background really showed that such a thing really happened. Some parents are really unworthy of being parents. After eating their own breakfast, they would come to snatch the children's food and force them to give them the food they chose every day.

Although the number of people in each plane is not large, when the number of people in countless planes is added together, the number is somewhat scary.

As soon as she said this, many parents who loved their children immediately started scolding her.

"How can there be such parents who even snatch food from their own children!"

"Miss Zhou Jia is right. Some parents are really not worthy of being human. I have met many parents who withhold food from their children and treat them as tools. It's a pity for those children. They were born into the wrong family and didn't meet good parents."

The people under the ten thousand dynasties sighed and groaned.

"I know very well what some of you have done. I've said it here today. If there are still some of you, you can forget about it. An elder bullying a child, do you have any shame?

Starting today, anything you get by signing in for free, if not used by the signer himself, you will be poisoned and die immediately. The poison in the system cannot be cured by anyone. If you want to die, just try it. "

Many people changed their expressions and became more resentful of Zhou Jia.

But Zhou Jia didn't care about them. He sent the meal to His Majesty and his ministers, and opened the game he had been playing, the one about Gouchuan who never brought out Meng Tian and Fusu, but instead held family gatherings all day long in Han and Tang.

It was the first time for everyone in Wan Chaoxia to see her open this software, and they didn't understand the various scenes that changed on it.

Zhou Jia said: "This is a game, and the content is based on historical figures. Many people can find their own image in it. But what I want to say is that although this has a certain historical basis, you should not look at it completely according to history. After all, you have to add some contradictions, conflicts and highlights, and the aesthetics should be more inclined to our current aesthetics."

Everyone stared at the screen curiously. Zhou Jia's hands were very fast, and she tapped on the screen in just a short while. They didn't even see what was on it. It was not until she put down the phone that they discovered that there were several buildings on the screen with names marked next to them, but they didn't know what they were used for.

As per the usual practice, Zhou Jia gave gifts to Ying Zheng, whose bond had already been capped, and then gave gifts to other people. As a result, everyone in Wan Chao immediately saw a man wearing a Tongtian crown and half-palm gloves, with his hands folded and holding a sword, shaking slightly in the phone. Not to mention the red and blue clothes, the white fur collar on his body was enough to catch people's attention.

Looking to the upper left, there are three words written: Heaven, Ying Zheng.

At the bottom is a small pink heart shining with light.

The first person to see these was not Ying Zheng himself, but the court officials below. His Majesty is busy with state affairs, so naturally he would not watch Zhou Jia play games.

But the uniform dry coughs and gasps from below were so obvious that one could tell without even thinking about it that Zhou Jia was probably going to release something shocking again.

Liu Ji was also brought to the palace today. He glanced at Ying Zheng on the screen, then looked at Ying Zheng who was sitting on the throne and handling government affairs, and finally came to only one conclusion.

Both Ying Zhengs are good-looking, but this Ying Zheng is more majestic and oppressive.

Chinese

Liu Bang stared at it for a long time, and finally uttered three words silently, "What a loss."

Later, Liu Che rubbed his eyes and asked, "Is this Ying Zheng? Does Ying Zheng look like this?"

He is good-looking, and has dignity and aloofness, but why does he give people the feeling that he is easy to bully?

Many people think that Ying Zheng is too good-looking.

Liu Che opened his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that Your Majesty the First Emperor is so handsome."

They had never seen any other images of Ying Zheng, and subconsciously thought that this was painted based on Ying Zheng's own portrait.

Just because they didn’t find a portrait of Ying Zheng doesn’t mean there isn’t one in later generations.

When Zhou Jia heard Liu Che's words, his alertness instantly reached the maximum, "Liu Zhuzhu, take back your words!"

Those who understand in the Liu family will understand.

Liu Che looked innocent, "I just praised you. Also, don't call me that! I am your elder!"

"Your praise makes me feel dangerous." Zhou Jia curled her lips, "This image is just a fictional one we made up. Your Majesty certainly doesn't look like this, but he must be very good-looking."

The protagonist Ying Zheng finally turned on the screen and stared at the person on it for a long time with a complicated expression.

The First Emperor Ying Zheng: [The Tongtian crown is wrong, the color is wrong, the Qin dynasty favors black, the base color should be black, what is that thing on your hand? It affects my handling of official duties. ]

Zhou Jia: …

She touched her nose and said, "Your Majesty, this is not drawn by me. Many people have reported this problem, but the game officials refused to change it. However... hehe, many people have taken the initiative to dye your Majesty's clothes black. I have tried my best to get close to Xuan."

After she finished speaking, she exited the screen on her phone and clicked a button next to it. Soon a number of boxes appeared. Before everyone could see clearly, Ying Zheng's figure appeared on the screen again, but this time there was a dragon hovering on the side. Zhou Jia clicked on a place and the half-body portrait turned into a full-body portrait: Ying Zheng, dressed in a black robe, stood with a sword in his right hand, and the black dragon guard made him look very domineering, but there were two tail-like things floating behind him, which looked a bit ruined the domineering feeling.

Zhou Jia couldn't help laughing. "Let's not talk about anything else. Anyway, I think your Majesty will not like this fur collar. Although the back is made into the shape of a dragon's tail, it is too long. Every time I see you walking in the game, I worry that you will trip over yourself in the next second."

She laughed even more wildly, and showed off the two extremely long dragon tails on the back of her clothes.

"It's still pretty."

Meng Tian said silently, his eyes extremely determined.

His Majesty looks good in anything he wears!

It goes well with anything you wear!

"It is indeed beautiful. This Xuanlong is worthy of Your Majesty."

Wang Jian and others also nodded in agreement.

Ying Zheng turned a deaf ear to their words.

It looks good, but it doesn’t match his image!

This image seemed too gentle to him!

Looks like he's easy to bully!

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Liu Che was jealous of Ying Zheng's image.

This does look very domineering. If there is his image, will there be dragons surrounding him?

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Li Shimin stared at the screen and whispered to his Guanyin maid, "Guanyin maid, what do you think my image will be like?"

Empress Changsun smiled lightly, "Of course he is handsome and extraordinary."

Li Shimin smiled, "Of course, even if it can't compare to the First Emperor's, I think it should be not bad."

"Come and see Feng Zhu's."

Zhou Jia smiled and flipped through the images of the two of them, saying:

"It's almost the same, actually. This image is also based on the title to a certain extent. Your Majesty is Zulong, so there is a dragon tail on his clothes. Emperor Taizong of Tang is called Erfeng, so the decoration on his shoulder looks like the tail feathers of a phoenix. As for Emperor Wu of Han, it's not so easy to do. His iconic feature is his bangs. Your Majesty, you are so pitiful, hahahaha."

It was another day that Liu Che was defeated.

I have been wanting to beat Zhou Jia for a long time.

Liu Che took a deep breath.

No rush, no rush. Wait until the passage behind is opened and then we can deal with Zhou Jia.

Li Shimin was very satisfied with his appearance. "Not bad, not bad. It really has my style!"

Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin: [I wonder what my Guanyin maid looks like? ]

At this point Zhou Jia sighed, "The official game has not yet released Empress Changsun, but there are many people from the Tang Dynasty, and even more from the Han Dynasty. My majesty is miserable. Even now, he is still thinking about his son Fusu in Wangchuan all day long. Gouchuan is not a human being all day long."

She rolled her eyes ungracefully, not to everyone in Wan Chao, but to a certain game official.

It is indeed too much. Fusu has not been born after so many years of urging. The people around Your Majesty are either Li Si who betrayed you or those who want to assassinate you, and you are always messing around with the Mandate of Heaven.

What she couldn't understand the most was that Ying Zheng and Bai Qi didn't have destiny, but they did with Jing Ke!

Fusu was stunned for a moment when he heard this and subconsciously looked at his father.

If there really is a Wangchuan River, will my father be there missing me all day long?

When Ying Zheng heard Zhou Jia's words, his hands paused for a moment, then he came back to his senses and continued to handle official business, his hands moving faster and faster.

唐

Li Shimin immediately became unhappy.

"Guanyin is not here, so why should I go there? I won't go."

Suddenly I became dissatisfied with this game.

Empress Changsun smiled helplessly, "Don't talk nonsense. Didn't Miss Zhou Jia say that there are still many people in our Tang Dynasty who will accompany you."

"I just want you to accompany me." Li Shimin said childishly.

Empress Changsun patted his hands.

"Didn't we talk about the imperial seal yesterday? There happens to be a story about the imperial seal in the game. Let me show you."

The jade seal of the country.

Everyone in the Wanchao Dynasty looked up.

Zhou Jia found the chapter of the Imperial Seal, opened it and played it for them. "This envoy is me. Qin Jia is the name of my game, so it refers to me. Qilin is the divine pet."

They understood that Zhou Jia meant that she had changed her identity here.

[The beginning is that the envoy found some green spots on the imperial seal, and discussed with Qilin to get some tools to clean the spots on the imperial seal the next day.

The next day, three people stood facing each other in a building, each wearing different clothes.

Xiang Yu: You don’t have to worry about whether the jade seal is real or fake. Anyway, the fake one suits you better than the real one, haha! 】

As soon as the image of Xiang Yu appeared, many people covered their children's eyes. There was no other way, because Xiang Yu in the picture showed a large area of ​​skin on his chest, which was completely contrary to their dressing etiquette.

Xiang Yu, who was being imprisoned in the palace, did not expect that he would appear in a place called Wangchuan. Looking at his image above, he was quite satisfied, especially his good figure.

Zhou Jia felt that she needed to explain.