Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Huo Qubing stood in front of the tomb for a long time without saying a word, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"General Huo, what's wrong with you?" Su Jiahe was shocked, thinking that Huo Qubing was mentally traumatized by seeing his own tomb.

"Look, there are so many people in front of my tombstone. It seems that after two thousand years, I am still the most beloved by the world."

"Of course, there are not many people in front of Emperor Wu of Han's tomb." Su Jiahe also laughed.

Huo Qubing moved forward again and saw that in front of his tombstone, in addition to a row of flowers, there were also many colorful wrapping papers.

"What are those?" Huo Qubing asked.

"Those are candies, and chocolates."

"What is chocolate?"

"It's just a sweet snack. Everyone thought you liked it, so they brought it to you."

While no one was paying attention, Huo Qubing pretended to squat down to tidy his shoes, secretly picked up a few pieces of chocolate in front of the tomb, peeled off a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Well, this thing is really delicious." Huo Qubing said, handing a piece of chocolate to Su Jiahe.

"No need, this is given to you by everyone, you can keep it and eat it."

At this time, several old ladies walked through the crowd, came to Huo Qubing's tombstone, and touched it up and down.

"Come and touch Huo Qubing's tombstone, and you won't get sick." One of the aunties turned around and called her husband.

"How come you don't know anything?" an old man in the crowd said with a hint of disdain. "Huo Qubing lived to be twenty-four years old, and he even blessed you with good health."

"What? I only lived to be twenty-four?" Huo Qubing was stunned.

"So am I going to die this year? I'm in my prime, with great ambitions unfulfilled, and my children are still young. How can I die so soon?"

"General Huo, don't be nervous," Su Jiahe said quickly. "Historical records show that you did die of illness at the age of twenty-four, but now you've recovered. That hurdle has been overcome."

"Oh? So, Miss Su is my savior." Huo Qubing looked at Su Jiahe with gratitude.

"Your illness might have been incurable two thousand years ago, but it's a trivial matter today. It's just a piece of cake for me."

After visiting Maoling, Su Jiahe took Huo Qubing to the museum.

"Our great Han Dynasty has had several generations of wise rulers. God bless China." Huo Qubing couldn't help but feel overwhelmed when he saw the introduction to the history of the Han Dynasty on the display board.

"Miss Su, I wonder who is the ruler of the Han Dynasty now, two thousand years later?"

"Ah?" Huo Qubing asked suddenly, and Su Jiahe was stunned.

No, he’s been here for several days, hasn’t this guy realized that there is no emperor now?

"General Huo, in fact, the Han Dynasty has long since fallen."

"What? The Han Dynasty is destroyed?" Huo Qubing looked shocked.

"Don't be too sad. The Zhou Dynasty lasted for 800 years, but it will eventually fall. No dynasty can truly last forever. The Han Dynasty lasted for more than 400 years, which is already a long time." Su Jiahe hurriedly comforted him.

"But, this thing has 'Han' written on it. Isn't it the Han Dynasty now?" Huo Qubing took out his ID card.

"This 'Han' means the Han nationality, which is our ethnic group," Su Jiahe explained.

"Nationality? So, future generations will all be named after us, the Han people?"

"That's understandable."

"Haha, my Han Dynasty is so mighty!" Huo Qubing seemed to have forgotten that the Han Dynasty had perished, and jumped for joy.

"Sir, please don't make noise in the museum." A volunteer came over and reminded.

Huo Qubing realized that he had lost his composure, so he suppressed his excitement and continued to visit.

After learning about the history of the Han Dynasty, Huo Qubing remained silent for a long time and sighed.

“Although the Han Dynasty has fallen, each generation has its own character.”

"Yes, later generations have commented that nations often perish due to weakness, but the Han Dynasty alone perished due to strength," Su Jiahe said. "Furthermore, in the nearly thousand years after the fall of the Eastern Han Dynasty, many regimes, such as Shu Han and Han Zhao, restored their states under the banner of 'Great Han'."

After leaving the Qin and Han Dynasty exhibition area, Huo Qubing took a look at the subsequent dynasties and felt much better.

"So it seems that our Han Dynasty truly has the longest reign," Huo Qubing said proudly. "It's a pity that that bastard Wang Mang got in the way."

It was already evening when the two of them left the museum. Su Jiahe and Huo Qubing rushed to the airport and returned to Bohai City.

"Miss Su, I'm going back tomorrow. I really don't want to leave."

"But you have more important things to do." Su Jiahe said.

"Yes, I guess I'll be heading north to the desert soon after I return. This time I vow to wipe out the Xiongnu, and maybe even extend the Han Dynasty for another hundred years."

On the way back to the villa in the car, Huo Qubing kept looking at the lights outside the window.

"The nights in the afterlife are so bright. I won't be able to see them if I go back."

Su Jiahe suddenly thought of the few days Huo Qubing spent here. He was first hospitalized and then went to the Mongolian grasslands. He came and went in a hurry and never really saw the night view of a big city.

"General Huo, this is just a highway, it's a remote location, let me take you to the bustling city."

"It's so late, is there anyone on the street?"

"Of course not, it's so lively here at night." Su Jiahe said, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the city center. Half an hour later, they arrived in the downtown area.

"How come this night is as bright as day?" Huo Qubing was stunned as he looked at the flashing neon lights, the coming and going crowds, and the constantly flowing roads.

"Yes, people have a rich nightlife nowadays."

Su Jiahe drove past several intersections and found himself near the bar opened by Chen Ou.

"General Huo, let me take you to meet a friend of mine."

"Okay." Huo Qubing was an extrovert by nature, and when he heard that he wanted to meet a friend, he readily agreed.

Su Jiahe turned into a small street, and the two got out of the car and walked for a while before arriving at a bar street.

Eleven or twelve o'clock at night is the busiest time on the street. Stores are either flashing dazzling lights, playing dynamic DJs on high-power speakers, or faintly shining with ambiguous dim lights, emitting elegant and artistic music.

"What is this place?" Huo Qubing looked around curiously.

“There are pubs everywhere.”

"Tavern? Even taverns are like fairyland now?"

As they were talking, the two of them walked to the "Xiao Cheng Ting Xiang" at the corner.

"It's here." Su Jiahe pushed open the door and saw several customers sitting in the booths. Chen Ou was serving wine to the customers.

"Su Jiahe, you finally came here today. Please find a place to sit down first. I'm a little busy now."

"You finally have a customer today." Su Jiahe was a little surprised.

"Of course, why would I open a store if I didn't have customers?"

After a while, Chen Ou finally had some free time, so he brought a few drinks and a plate of snacks and sat down with Su Jiahe.

"Hey, you brought a new friend today. Want to drink?"

"No, no, no." Huo Qubing had experienced the power of modern alcohol and waved his hand quickly.

"Then have a cup of milk tea. This is a new flavor I developed myself. Try it."

Chen Ou greeted Huo Qubing warmly, but Huo Qubing seemed absent-minded and responded politely to Chen Ou.

"General Huo, are you worried about something?" Su Jiahe asked in a low voice.

"I still can't swallow this. The Han Dynasty had a good 400-year history, but that Wang Mang insisted on interfering." Huo Qubing said, and then sighed.

"Ah? This..." Chen Ou's face froze slightly when he heard what Huo Qubing said.