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

"Ah? We can even call that traitor Qin Hui?" Lu You was very surprised.

"Of course you can, but the Qin Hui in your dimension has already passed away. The one you summoned is the Qin Hui from another dimension," said Su Jiahe.

"Is that so? Then forget it." Lu You waved his hand.

"Mr. Lu, don't you want to call Qin Hui over and teach him a lesson?" Wang Mang didn't understand why Qin Hui gave up this opportunity.

"Miss Su once told me that there are countless dimensions in the world, and therefore countless Qin Huis. Even if I teach one a lesson, there will still be countless General Yues who will be killed. Only by recovering the lost territory and saving the Song Dynasty from peril can we comfort the General's spirit in heaven."

"Mr. Lu is right." Wang Mang gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"Brother Wang, Miss Su, can you tell me what happened to the Song Dynasty in the end? Did they drive out the barbarians and recover the land?"

"This..." Su Jiahe and Wang Mang looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Lu You, living in the precarious Southern Song Dynasty, was already worried about his country and his people. The two had planned to take Lu You on a tour before telling him about the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, but he unexpectedly took the initiative to raise this question.

"I already know that the Central Plains will not be unified during my lifetime. So what about a hundred years after me?" Lu You continued to ask.

"Mr. Lu, how did you know?" Su Jiahe asked in surprise.

"Today, while riding in the car, I heard a little boy reading a poem next to me. He had two lines in his poem: 'When the king's army conquers the Central Plains in the north, don't forget to inform your father during the family sacrifice.' The author of this poem is my name."

Su Jiahe recalled that in the morning on the high-speed train, there was indeed a child holding a book and reading a text next to him, but he didn't pay much attention.

"No way, this is a spoiler."

"Mr. Lu, I'll tell you directly, but you are not young anymore, so don't get too excited." Wang Mang was afraid that Lu You would faint from the shock, so he found a bench in the scenic area in advance and asked Lu You to sit down.

"You two can speak freely."

"In fact, the Song Dynasty did perish in the end..." Wang Mang roughly recounted to Lu You the process of the alliance with Mongolia to fight against the Jin Dynasty, the demise of the Jin Dynasty, the southward advance of Mongolia, and the Battle of Yashan.

After listening to the ups and downs and extremely tragic history of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lu You felt mixed emotions, with an expression of sadness and shock.

"In other words, the Song Dynasty never returned to the Central Plains?"

"No, after the fall of the Song Dynasty, the Central Plains was ruled by the Mongols for nearly a hundred years. It was not until the Ming Dynasty that they recovered the north and unified the country," said Wang Mang.

"But don't be too sad. The change of dynasties is a law of history. Besides, the two Song dynasties lasted for more than 300 years, which is considered a long life among all dynasties."

"The past of the Six Dynasties is gone with the flow. Although there is no eternal kingdom, the Song Dynasty should not fall into the hands of foreign races." Lu You's eyes were full of unwillingness.

"The Song Dynasty is also unlucky. It has always valued culture over military affairs, and it has encountered the most powerful foreign enemy in history." Su Jiahe sighed.

"Alas, is it really God's will to destroy the Song Dynasty?" Lu You looked up at the sky with a hint of despair in his eyes.

"Mr. Lu, don't be too sad," Wang Mang said hastily. "There are still a hundred years until the fall of the Song Dynasty. Perhaps there is still a way."

"Could it be that my brother still has a way to save the Song Dynasty?"

"Yes, we have helped others and saved several dynasties."

"Ah? You two are really gods. Can you save the Song Dynasty?" Lu You immediately ignited hope again.

"Brother Wang, please keep a low profile." Su Jiahe nudged Wang Mang. "Mr. Lu, we are not gods. We just brought modern technology to the ancient China to carry out dimensionality reduction attacks on other tribes."

"You mean you can bring back the high-speed rail, cars, base stations, and electricity that I've seen these days to the Song Dynasty?" Lu You asked in surprise.

"Mr. Lu, we can't take these with us, and with the current level of productivity in the Song Dynasty, it's unlikely they can be manufactured," Su Jiahe said. "However, we can bring you back some high-yield seeds, medical technology, and blueprints for making firearms."

"That's enough. Thank you Miss Su and Brother Wang. Perhaps with your help, the Song Dynasty can repel the Jin soldiers and resist the Mongols."

"Jiahe, how many years can that time document travel forward now?" Wang Mang suddenly asked.

"It's now nine hundred years."

"Nine hundred years? That's perfect."

"Brother Wang, you don't want to travel back in time with Mr. Lu again, do you? I have hidden the Time Certificate, so don't try to steal it this time." Su Jiahe subconsciously covered his pocket.

"I want to help Mr. Lu. Last time I traveled to Nanming, I helped them a lot."

"Brother Wang, do you mean that you can go back with me?" Lu You suddenly asked.

"Yes, I can stay with you for up to seven years."

"Well, if you two want to visit me, I'll be happy to welcome you."

"Jiahe, did you hear that? Mr. Lu invited us over. Besides, don't you like Song Dynasty culture? You can go and see it for yourself."

Su Jiahe was also somewhat tempted, but when he thought about the chaos and war in the Southern Song Dynasty, he wavered again.

"Okay, if you don't want to go, then don't go. But Mr. Lu will be going back in a few days. Can you bring him some more supplies?" Wang Mang said.

"I've already bought the things to take back, but the system's weight limit is only 200 kilograms."

"Don't you have a storage ring? Put the supplies in it, then have Mr. Lu take the ring back, take out all the supplies, and then use the teleportation card to send the ring back. Is that okay?"

After hearing Wang Mang's proposal, Su Jiahe was suddenly stunned.

"Oh my god, Brother Wang, I didn't expect there would be such a bug. I just don't know if the system can pass it."

"Ask your system."

Su Jiahe silently summoned the system in his heart and asked, but the system did not respond for a long time.

"System, is this even possible?"

【You've found bugs like this, okay?】

"Brother Wang, the system says it's okay. But if we send the storage ring over, will it be lost?" Su Jiahe was very worried that this magical ring would be targeted by someone.

"No, I believe in Mr. Lu's character," Wang Mang said. "If it was Liu Xiu who came last time, I wouldn't be so sure."

"I trust Mr. Lu, but what if someone with ulterior motives finds out?"

"How about this, let's go back with Mr. Lu, move the things out of the space, and then come back with the ring, okay?"

"That's a good idea. Let's go buy things now." Su Jiahe knew that the situation of the Southern Song Dynasty was very difficult, and he also wanted to bring back some useful supplies for Lu You.

So the group rushed back to Bohai and went straight to the largest wholesale market to start shopping.