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

But Su Jiahe looked around for a long time and didn't see anyone.

"Huh, what about people?"

"Who are you and where is this?"

A timid voice came. Su Jiahe lowered her head and saw three thin little boys craning their necks to look at her.

"Sister Su, there are three little children coming this time." He Shuangqing was also quite surprised.

Su Jiahe looked at the three little kids. They were dressed rather elegantly, suggesting they were of noble descent. However, they all had gloomy faces and were submissive, lacking the lively energy of children.

"Three little friends, please go inside first and I will explain it to you slowly."

The three little boys stood there, looking at each other, and no one dared to leave first.

"Don't be afraid, we are not bad people." He Shuangqing gently took the shortest boy's hand, and the other two followed.

"Qingqing, this time I have to rely on you. I really don't know how to coax children." Su Jiahe was speechless.

Led by He Shuangqing, the three boys walked into the living room and sat on the sofa. Su Jiahe had already made tea, but when she saw the visitors were children, she took the tea away and took out a bottle of juice.

"Don't be nervous, drink some water first. This water is sweet and very delicious." He Shuangqing poured a glass for each person and handed it to them.

"Ah!" The tallest boy saw the juice in the cup, screamed in fright, and accidentally knocked the cup to the ground.

"Why is the water this color? Are you trying to poison me?"

After hearing this, the other two boys immediately put down their cups. The three of them trembled together and looked at Su Jiahe in horror.

"How can you be so suspicious at such a young age?" Su Jiahe complained quietly while cleaning up the drinks on the floor.

"Sister Su, don't say that," He Shuangqing whispered in Su Jiahe's ear, "Looking at the three of them, they must have been very frightened. We need to be more patient."

"Please, can you let me go?" The shortest boy started crying.

"Don't cry, don't cry, we don't mean to hurt you." He Shuangqing picked up a tissue and gently wiped away the boy's tears.

Su Jiahe and He Shuangqing coaxed the three boys for a long time before they gradually let down their guard and stopped being nervous.

"Can I ask you a question, sister? What are your names, where are you from, and what do you do?" He Shuangqing asked carefully.

"I am a prince. Just now in the palace, my brother the emperor was about to sentence me to death." When the short boy spoke, his eyes were full of sadness and despair.

"Ah? You are so young, why does your royal brother want to harm you?" He Shuangqing said with heartache.

"Because my father loved me the most when he was alive, my brother is jealous." The boy said, sniffing aggrievedly.

"Sister Su, I haven't read much history books. Do you know which emperor did this?" He Shuangqing looked at Su Jiahe.

After a little thought, Su Jiahe guessed the boy's identity.

"Your name is Liu Ziluan, and your brother is Liu Ziye, the sixth emperor of the Liu Song Dynasty, right?"

"Who are you? How dare you call the emperor by his name?" The boy's face was full of surprise.

"Don't be afraid, Liu Ziye is no longer the emperor." Su Jiahe sat aside and patted Liu Ziran on the back.

Liu Ziye was a notorious tyrant who killed innocent people, was licentious and immoral, and even murdered his own family. Su Jiahe was furious when she read this history.

"Eighth brother, the emperor is indeed dead. I was made emperor, but my uncle wants to kill me now. I'm so scared." Another boy held Liu Ziran's arm tightly.

"You are Liu Zixun, right?" Su Jiahe asked.

"Exactly."

"What about him? Is he also your brother?" Su Jiahe asked, pointing at the tallest boy.

"We don't know him." Liu Ziluan and Liu Zixun shook their heads together.

"I am Liu Jun, and I was once the emperor of the Song Dynasty." The boy's eyes were ashen, and he muttered to himself.

"Why haven't I heard of you?" Liu Zixun asked puzzledly.

"I am your cousin, born a year after your death. Two years ago, I became emperor, but was forced to abdicate to a powerful minister and became a king who lost his country. Even so, he still refused to let me go and tried to kill me many times." Liu Jun's tone was cold, without a trace of emotion.

"Actually, we are all dead. This place should be the underworld."

"It turns out that we are dead, and the Song Dynasty is also dead." Liu Zixun was very sad.

The three of them hugged each other and cried loudly on the sofa.

"I am a prince, why do I have such a fate?"

"I am ashamed to face my ancestors."

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"Don't cry, don't cry." He Shuangqing hurried forward to comfort her.

"They are so young and have experienced so many hardships. Let them vent first." Su Jiahe pulled He Shuangqing and quietly walked aside.

"Sister Su, what is the relationship between the three of them? I don't quite understand. Can you tell me?"

"Well, in 420 AD, Liu Yu established the Liu Song Dynasty, the first Southern Dynasty. You know this, right?"

"Well, I've heard of this."

"In 465, Liu Ziye, the sixth emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, ascended the throne. He was a tyrant, and as soon as he came to power, he killed his ten-year-old brother Liu Ziluan, that child." Su Jiahe pointed in the direction of Liu Ziluan.

"Is that Liu Zixun his biological brother?" He Shuangqing continued to ask.

"Yes. In 466, Liu Ziye was executed by his uncle Liu Yu. Liu Yu ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, but Deng Wan, the Chief Clerk of Jiangzhou, disapproved of Liu Yu and established Liu Zixun as emperor in Xunyang City. He then marched eastward to attack Jiankang, but was ultimately defeated and the eleven-year-old Liu Zixun was also eliminated."

"That child named Liu Jun was Liu Yu's third son. In 472, Liu Yu died and his son Liu Yu ascended the throne. In 477, the minister Xiao Daocheng killed Liu Yu and enthroned Liu Jun."

"In 479 AD, Xiao Daocheng forced Liu Jun to abdicate and established the Southern Liang Dynasty. Shortly after Liu Jun abdicated, he was brutally murdered at the age of thirteen."

"Alas, these three pitiful children." He Shuangqing was so sad that she shed tears after listening to Su Jiahe's story. "Even if they are the emperor's princes, they are just puppets. Their life and death are in the hands of others."

"Yes, they are all victims of political struggle." Su Jiahe also sighed.

After a while, the three little boys finally stopped crying and walked to Su Jiahe hand in hand.

"Sister, are you the judge of the underworld? Can you let us reincarnate as ordinary people and never marry into the imperial family in our lifetime?" Liu Ziluan said pleadingly with red eyes.

"No, you misunderstood," Su Jiahe said quickly, "You are not dead, and this is not the underworld. This is fifteen hundred years later."

"Ah?" The three of them exclaimed in unison after hearing what Su Jiahe said.

"Impossible. We are not immortals. How can we live for 1,500 years?"

"Are we dreaming?"

"Sisters, please don't lie to me."

"The sisters didn't lie to you, you traveled through time..." He Shuangqing called the three children to her side and explained patiently.

"Oh, so that's how it is. We can travel through time." The three children nodded ignorantly.

"Will anyone here harm us?" Liu Jun was still a little worried.

"How could that be? Here, you are just ordinary children. There are no court battles or intrigues."

"That's great!" The three boys hugged each other and cried with joy.