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

Well, she is the most talented woman in history and became famous at a young age. Why should I compare myself with her?

Besides, being selected by the system means that you are also the chosen one.

In the next two days, Su Jiahe drove Li Qingzhao and Tangqiu to visit Hejian, Zhuolu, Zhuozhou and other places, and the last stop was Beijing.

"Miss Li, this is the current capital of Xia Kingdom."

"It's worthy of being Kyoto, it's really magnificent." Li Qingzhao looked at the rows of buildings, as if her eyes were not enough.

We have finally arrived in Beijing. Let’s go see the Great Wall first.

The Great Wall in Beijing was built during the Ming Dynasty and is known as the "Yuguan Natural Moat".

It was early morning, the sun was rising, the sky was full of rays of light, and the broken bricks seemed to come alive again, as if returning to the era of spears and horses.

After a morning of trekking, Li Qingzhao and Su Jiahe reached the top of the mountain together. Looking at the winding Great Wall, which lay like a dormant dragon against the mountain, they couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions.

"He Jizhen's poem says, 'The Great Wall is a thousand miles long, so there will be no worries for the Han nation.' As long as the Great Wall exists, China will be safe!"

"Miss Su, may I ask which great hero of the Song Dynasty was the one who recaptured this beautiful land?"

When Su Jiahe heard Li Qingzhao ask this, his heart sank.

"Miss Li, please stand firm first."

After all, the history of the Song Dynasty was too humiliating, and Su Jiahe was afraid that Li Qingzhao could not bear the blow.

"Were the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun not recovered by the Song Dynasty?" Li Qingzhao suddenly realized something and her expression immediately became serious.

Su Jiahe was silent for a while, and finally said: "You guessed right. From the beginning to the end, the Song Dynasty never recovered the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun."

"Ah? Then what happened to the Song Dynasty?"

Li Qingzhao stared straight at Su Jiahe, her eyes tense, sad, and with a hint of hope.

"Miss Li, please listen to me slowly." Su Jiahe took Li Qingzhao's hand and walked slowly forward along the Great Wall.

"Who is the emperor of the Song Dynasty now?"

"It was the first year of Jianzhong Jingguo, and the new emperor had just ascended the throne." Li Qingzhao said.

"Alas, that coward Zhao Ji has already come to power." Su Jiahe sighed.

"What does Miss Su mean? Could it be that the current emperor is..."

"You'll know after you listen to me." Su Jiahe began to tell Li Qingzhao about history. "The Song Dynasty has now joined forces with the Jin Dynasty to destroy the Liao Dynasty. Twenty-four years later, the Liao Dynasty will be destroyed."

"What about the land of Liao? Didn't it belong to the Song Dynasty?" asked Li Qingzhao.

"Alas, this is where the Song Dynasty made a mistake. The Liao Dynasty was gone, and the ambitious Jin people began to attack the Song Dynasty. Zhao Ji simply abdicated and became the emperor, leaving the mess to Crown Prince Zhao Huan."

"What?" Li Qingzhao couldn't believe her ears.

The emperor of the Song Dynasty was so irresponsible.

"What about the next emperor?"

"After Zhao Huan ascended the throne, he originally intended to resist the Jin, but he listened to slander and ultimately sued for peace. However, this quest for peace did not bring stability. In the second year of his reign, the Jin invaders invaded Bianjing and abducted Zhao Ji and his son, Zhao Huan, as well as a large number of royal women..."

When Li Qingzhao heard this, her legs suddenly went weak, her vision went dark, and she collapsed on the steps.

"Miss Li, are you okay?" Su Jiahe quickly opened a bottle of water and fed it to Li Qingzhao.

After a while, Li Qingzhao finally recovered a little. She sat on the ground and cried bitterly, not caring about other passers-by around her.

"How could our Great Song Dynasty suffer such a great humiliation? What happened next? What happened to the Great Song Dynasty?"

"Miss Li, let's go down the mountain first. You can take a rest."

Su Jiahe supported Li Qingzhao as they walked towards the cable car ticket office. The story that followed was even more tragic. She was afraid that Li Qingzhao might faint on the Great Wall, so she went down the wall and returned to the car before continuing the story.

"After the two emperors were captured, Zhao Gou ascended the throne and established the Southern Song Dynasty. However, he also listened to villains and fled south. Later, in order to protect the throne, he refused to take the two emperors back and killed loyal officials. In the end, both Song emperors died in the Jin Dynasty."

"Is the Song Dynasty doomed to perish now?" Li Qingzhao clenched her fists and her voice trembled.

"The Southern Song Dynasty existed for 52 years, but was destroyed by the Mongols," Su Jiahe said. "In its final days, the Great Song was forced to retreat to Yashan, where it fought a desperate battle with the enemy. After the defeat, 100,000 soldiers and civilians threw themselves into the sea and died for their country."

After hearing about the later events of the Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao looked at the sky outside the window, speechless for a long time.

Unexpectedly, the Song Dynasty only had a few decades left.

After a long time, Li Qingzhao spoke slowly again.

"Miss Su, does the history book record what happened to my family in the end?"

"Your father, Li Gefei, must have died peacefully, without suffering the pain of his country's destruction and his family's ruin. Many of his works have been passed down to future generations."

"Oh, that's better." Li Qingzhao finally showed a hint of relief on her face.

"But your future husband, Zhao Mingcheng..."

"Is my husband really him? What happened to him later?" Li Qingzhao opened her eyes wide.

"You had a very good relationship after marriage, studying calligraphy and painting together, and you shared the same interests. It's a pity that he passed away before he was fifty."

"Alas!" Li Qingzhao's eyes dimmed again, "What about our children?"

"You...have no children."

"How could this happen?" Li Qingzhao's eyes turned red again.

"Don't be sad, it's not your fault. Zhao Mingcheng took two concubines, but they both had no children."

After Su Jiahe said this, she realized that it would be better not to say it.

Maybe I shouldn't say anything today.

As an emperor, Ying Zheng had the power and ability to change the Qin Dynasty.

Although Li Bai was a scholar, during his time, Emperor Xuanzong was not yet completely confused.

But what could Li Qingzhao do if she knew all this? After all, she was just a woman in the feudal era, and she met the most cowardly emperor in history.

Even if Zhao Ji himself was summoned and told in person the consequences of seeking peace with the Jin Dynasty, he would probably just give up early.

"I'm sorry for making you sad. How about you stay here forever and don't go back?" Su Jiahe suddenly remembered that he had not used the permanent residence card he got last time.

"How can that be possible!" Li Qingzhao immediately expressed her objection.

"Sister Su, thank you for telling me this anyway. Time is running out, so please take me to see the capital of the future."

The gloom in Li Qingzhao's eyes disappeared, and her eyes became clear again.

"Okay." Su Jiahe turned around and drove out of the parking lot, heading for the next destination. However, he was secretly wondering why Li Qingzhao calmed down so quickly. Could it be that she had let go?

Li Qingzhao leaned against the car window and took a last look at the towering green mountains in the distance with a burning gaze.

At noon, Su Jiahe took Li Qingzhao to eat at Quanjude. In the afternoon, the two visited Qianmen Street, the Temple of Heaven, the Bird's Nest, and other places. It wasn't until the evening that they drove back to their home in Bohai City.

"Sister Su, the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun in the future are truly beautiful. Thank you so much for taking me on this tour."

"You're welcome. You can go back tomorrow and have some rest early." Su Jiahe said.

"When I return tomorrow, I will depose that damn emperor and seize the throne."