After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

[A true master of micro-management.]

[You mean, why wasn't he shot dead when the donkey cart was drifting? Even I, someone who knows nothing about warfare, find this absurd.]

[So this guy definitely hasn't read any military texts; he's just acting recklessly.]

[He's an expert! He's lowered the standards of all previous Taizong emperors.]

[Therefore, being a military officer in the Song Dynasty was the most miserable thing. Even if you won a battle, it wasn't your fault; you might even be misunderstood as having horns on your head or an unusual appearance in your family, and you'd be called a thief or exiled soldier. If you lost, it was your problem.]

[Indeed, scholars look down on them, generals above them also succumb to the bloodshed of soldiers, land annexation is rampant, peasant uprisings are everywhere, yet they still dream of a life of abundance and prosperity.]

[Everyone says Bianjing is a land of wealth and prosperity, but who knows how many families' blood and sweat were used to build it? We should rebel, seize the throne, and kill those scoundrels.]

When it comes to rebellion, the sky is filled with the sound of coughing.

The backdrop is great, but the comments on it are too outspoken.

Did later emperors ignore such opinions?

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, keenly noticing that the attitude of these later generations towards emperors and generals was strange. There was no respect, no fear, but rather an indescribable sense of normalcy. Even the idea of ​​rebellion was spoken of without hesitation.

It wasn't just Zhu Yuanzhang; emperors from other eras, and even his ministers—anyone with a bit of political acumen—could sense this.

They also vaguely considered a possibility... Could it be that in later generations there was freedom of speech? And enlightened emperors?

As for the lack of an emperor, they never considered how to rule a country without one, so they never thought about that.

Emperor Qianlong, however, felt a sense of unease.

He and Louis XVI were pen pals, but Louis XVI was beheaded by a mob that was even shouting about revolution!

Revolution? Revolution against whom? Revolution against the emperor!

These ignorant people should continue like this for the rest of their lives. Only in this way can the Qing Dynasty last and the Aisin Gioro family firmly sit on the throne!

But things will definitely not go as he wishes. The celestial curtain has arrived, and everyone will be able to see what's in the sky. What the celestial curtain brings... is destined to be a storm that sweeps across the entire Chinese civilization!

"History is not boring; it can be interesting. Sometimes, a thin book can encapsulate a person's entire life."

That's all for our live stream today. Our next live stream will be in two days. See you in two days!

Zhu Qinggu waved slightly, and many people in the sky followed suit and waved back.

As the sky curtain faded, some people were reluctant to let it go, after all, the sky curtain had told them a lot.

Every live broadcast by Tianmu leaves some aftereffects, and this time was no exception.

In the past, some people were experimenting with papermaking, while others became interested in punctuation marks, dialogue books and novels, or even classical Chinese poetry. Some even tried giving others amusing nicknames...

Some people have also become interested in tea served on the canopy.

After all, in some dynasties, tea soup was made with all sorts of condiments.

Brewing tea using such a simple method yields a clear and elegant tea soup, and the taste seems quite good as well? It's refreshing and pleasant, with a sweet aftertaste.

……

Today's live stream was a bit longer than before. Although some unexpected situations arose, I managed to control it quite well overall.

I don't know how much revenue I'll make from today's live stream.

She counted her small wallet, feeling that she could save quite a bit, and was very pleased with herself.

Back in the dorm, roommate Wang Minghua sighed, "We're only sophomores, and we're already this competitive?"

"How so?" Zhu Qinggu asked.

“The student in the next class was already preparing for graduate school in their freshman year. Last academic year, they worked with their professor's research group and didn't go home during winter and summer vacations. I heard they've already filed a patent application.” Wang Minghua stretched and rubbed his tired eyes. “What about you, Qingqing? Are you planning to take the graduate school entrance exam?”

“Me? I want to take the exam too. Biochemistry, environmental science, and materials science are the four most difficult fields to get into. If I don’t take the postgraduate entrance exam, where will I find a way out? But you know my family situation…” Zhu Qinggu hesitated for a moment, then thought about how he had started saving money and became excited again. “But I have saved some money now. I used to think that I would go to work as soon as I graduated, but now I think I want to give it a try!”

Wang Minghua blinked. "Then we need to get started too, let's roll it up!"

"Roll it up!" Zhu Qinggu clenched his fist.

She made a schedule and found that she was currently fully booked with classes and didn't have much time. She usually had to do both live streaming and teaching, but she could still squeeze in some time if she wanted to!

To do something well, you must first have the right tools. Everything should start with preparing the postgraduate entrance exam materials.

She still had some time during her meal, a rare moment of relaxation, so she started scrolling through Douyin (TikTok) to check out the latest news.

So, as dusk approached, people from different time periods discovered that Miss Zhu was scrolling through short videos again.

Perhaps it was because of the Zhuhai Airshow; Zhu Qinggu usually pays close attention to international news and often sends her news of this kind.

Now, he has completely captured Zhu Qinggu's attention.

This is a promotional video for the Zhuhai Airshow.

Under a blue sky and white clouds, overlooking the Gobi Desert, a line of blue text suddenly unfolds: 'We safeguard national defense and security!'

This statement immediately drew the attention of the vast majority of people under the sky.

They don't usually use the phrase "safeguarding national security"; they usually say "defending the borders and protecting the territory," "guarding the frontiers," and "recovering lost lands."

However, these words also give many people a strong sense of conviction, and hearing them makes them feel a surge of energy in their chests!

Especially those soldiers!

[Following this, a camouflage-painted tank trudged through the mud as if it were flat ground, then drove across the Gobi Desert, raising clouds of dust behind it.]

Aircraft carriers sail leisurely at sea, while rows of patrol ships guard the waters.

The missile launcher fired off in a volley, illuminating the dim clouds on the horizon.

The loud explosion and blinding light startled the ancient people under the sky.

Ying Zheng straightened up abruptly, his face filled with shock. "Is this the earth-shattering thunder of later generations? Its power is so immense!"

Liu Bang was also completely captivated, exclaiming, "Weapons in later generations are already like this?"

Fan Kuai looked at the knife in his hand and suddenly it didn't taste so good anymore.

Liu Che's eyes lit up. "If we have something like this to conquer the Xiongnu, what will I have to worry about?"

Li Shimin was also very tempted. "This thing... I wonder if Miss Zhu has it? It would be great if we could exchange it. It would safeguard national security. With this thing, not to mention safeguarding international security, even if we went west or east, who would dare to say no?"