HPDBC Chapter 191 Respect Daqin immortal, respect Daxia Zhuangzai! (Please subscribe, Happy New Year)
Chapter 191 Respect Daqin immortal, respect Daxia Zhuangzai! (Please subscribe, Happy New Year)
At this moment, countless Great Qin Ruishis, accompanied by the soaring blood evil, began to beat drums.
The drums were earth-shattering.
Those red souls were all attracted by the sound of the drum at this moment.
Above and below ground.
The red soul of Ningtaizhuang.
There are also red souls scattered all over the place, all turning their heads.
And at the same time.
Lin Yan started singing loudly!!!
"You can't see, the Han army ends the army, the weak crown is a prisoner, and the long Ying is invited. You don't see it, Ban Dingyuan, the light cavalry in the absolute domain urges Zhanyun! The man should be a serious danger, so why let the Confucian crown miss this life? No stop!"
"Abandon my old pen, take my wartime money, call for more than 100,000 comrades, sing the war song and join the army. Join the army, clean Hu Chen, and swear to sweep the Japanese slaves without caring for themselves!
"The summer flag is raised on the top of the snow-white mountain, and the concubine is drunk under the cherry blossom trees. When they return home, thousands of people watch. Before the blossoming flowers are thrown into the horse, the lintel of the door is shining with a smile and white hair, and the lilies are jubilant and arrogant! 95
Da Qin's iron armor, under the direction of Ying Zheng.
Also started singing with Lin Yan.
The voice is strong.
More pictures belonging to those red soul memories began to appear.
In the sky, the falling plane.
On the sea, without fear, rush to the other side's Daxia ship.
There are also countless heroic spirits who have given up their lives.
At the same time, Chang'an at the moment.
The wind is blowing!
The wind blows.
On the campus of Chang'an Jiaotong University.
Wang Xingyue and their dormitory.
At this moment, these girls can't stand it anymore.
They couldn't hold back the tears.
"I mean, I can't watch this live stream, I'm already crying with a headache!!!
"How come there are still monks! How come the monks are dead.
"How to say this barrage, today's show is not very sharp.
Wang Xingyue spoke in a low voice while sobbing.
"Because you didn't see it, in the previous episodes, it was the knife who really wanted to die."
"Today's program is not a knife, because the millions of people who have suffered the most have suffered for them.""
At this moment, Wang Xingyue looked at Ying Zheng in the picture.
She half closed her eyes, looking a little sad.
Today's program is not without a knife.
It is not to say that the five million ghosts under the imperial mausoleum suffered less than the mass graves in Tianfu Prefecture or the people in the Linhai Snow Plains in Liaodong.
Just because, these five million ghosts, someone is protecting them.
Treat them as Daqin's people and protect them.
Those five million people are not unhappy.
They, too, have had difficult years.
But time changes.
The emperor built the city for them.
Let them no longer suffer!
Therefore, they did not show their grievances in the live broadcast.
They lived quietly in the city for decades.
And those heroic spirits who died for Daxia.
There are still Ruishi from Daqin who beat drums and pray for them!!!
This is... the Daqin of the year!!!
It's summer now!!!
It's the ground beneath your feet.
How young we are, five thousand years up and down.
And at the same time...
The old community of Chang'an City.
The old man who had worked in the museum for many years looked at Qin Ruishi who was playing the drums with an excited expression.
Those Qin Ruishi, the sound of drumming, should be the music of Da Qin back then.
Back then, Da Qin, and more than 80 years ago, gave up their lives and forgot to die, and created the heroic spirit of today's Da Xia, which miraculously appeared in a scene.
What a dream and how heroic it is!!!!
Unconsciously at this moment, the old man burst into tears.
He opened his mouth softly.
"Everyone says that Da Qin is a tyrant Qin, and the Emperor Qin is a tyrant!"
"But who knows... that legend says that the Great Wall built by the Xiongnu in the north was built in the thirty-two years of Shi Huang's recuperation. The Great Wall was built by Meng Tian after defeating the Xiongnu. Building on the foundation! 39
“About four years later, the historical records recorded that except that some officials who violated the law were later punished to build the Great Wall, there was no record of large-scale expropriation of the people to build the Great Wall. 99
"The Great Wall was built before the Qin Dynasty, and the dynasties after the Qin Dynasty are also building it. The Great Wall inside and outside the Han Dynasty stretches from Liaodong in the east and Dawan in the west! The Ming Great Wall stretches from Hushan in Liaodong in the east to Chengjia in the west..."
"The unearthed Sleeping Tiger Land Qin Jian clearly wrote that in the Great Qin Dynasty, corvee service was to manage meals and distribute clothes according to regulations; a family could not recruit two people to serve at the same time, and even those who violated the Qin law were given 40 days of vacation during busy farming seasons. ; Women who are good at work are paid the same as men, which is clearly different from later generations.
"Emperor Qin, when he was in power, there was no such thing as a large number of ordinary people who could not eat. He treated the people of the six countries equally, and did not kill the remnants of the six countries. He treated the meritorious generals well, and did not criticize the defeated generals. Meng Tian, Meng Yi! Judging cases by day and night, reviewing 120 pounds of memorials every day.”
"In the twenty-seventh year of the first emperor, each person was awarded a rank of rank, and he cultivated the road; in the twenty-eighth year, 30,000 households were moved to Langyatai, and they were exempted from taxation and corvée for twelve years; The son-in-law, the merchants went to Luliangdi; the roads were built in thirty-five years, 30,000 households were moved to Liyi, and 50,000 households were moved to Yunyang, all exempted from ten years of tax and corvée...
"In the thirty-fifth year, because the population of the capital was too large to live in, the site was chosen to repair the Afang Palace..."
"No one cares about this, just talking about violent Qin
The old man lowered his head, his eyes complicated.
In the end, he could only smile sadly.
"Immortal, I am Daqin... I am magnificent, my Daxia"
And the new community in the city that is some distance from the old city.
The middle-aged man finally finished his work, and he dialed a video phone.
On the other end of the phone was an old man. The old man was lying on the hospital bed and had been put on a ventilator. At this moment, the old man's eyes were closed, but fortunately there were family members around him.
In the past tense of the middle-aged man's phone.
The family members around the old man were pleasantly surprised.
"Grandpa, Dad is calling. 99
66-Grandpa, can you hear me?"
The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses put the microphone of his phone in front of the computer that was broadcasting live.
The old man heard the loud drums and the tune sung by Lin Yan.
The middle-aged man with glasses opened his mouth faintly.
"Today's live broadcast is about the fact that in Chang'an City, two blue dragons killed each other, and they were actually Fusu and Yingzheng from thousands of years ago..."
"Ghost messenger Lin Yan, stand aside, want to invite that Ying Zheng to the underworld..."
"Under the imperial mausoleum, there is actually a city, within the city, five million people, hundreds of thousands of red souls live...
The middle-aged voice was cadenced and vivid.
Just unconsciously, the middle-aged voice was already crying.
But he still held back and continued to speak.
"After sending the five million ghost people to the underworld, when the ghosts came back, they saw that the red spirits could no longer suppress their fierceness, and the screams of killing were all those who died in Ningtaizhuang that year. Heroic Spirit!!!"
"It's all dad... your brothers back then!!! Da Xia is still there... there are ghosts who wave the flag for them, the great Qin Ruishi beats the drums for them, and the people of Chang'an are waiting to welcome their triumph!
The middle-aged man couldn't talk anymore, he covered his face...
The heart rate displayed by the elderly ventilator on the other end of the phone has turned into a straight line...
Another heroic spirit has returned... to join his brothers in triumph.
And at the same time.
On the other side of the underground palace.
Ying Zheng's mood was also extremely complicated.
He raised his hand and actually summoned two pots of wine from the underground palace, one of which was handed to Fusu.
Fusu took it indifferently...
"My father, in those days, also saw Daqin Ruishi beat drums like this, with high spirits, and pointed the country!"
Ying Zheng smiled indifferently.
"Have you ever been so high, you can't see the country! 35
Fusu was silent for a long time before speaking quietly.
"Thousand-year-old turbid wine, if you put a smile on it, is the world!
Ying Zheng's eyes were distant... Then he raised his glass.
"In those days, it was abandoned as a matter of fact, only a shadow was left, and all the humiliation and humiliation were tasted, and finally the emperor, but then the dream came true, and finally came to an end, the famous person was old, just as lonely, working hard every year, not realizing it was like a dream, the prince and the prime minister, the rain beat The wind blows!"
"Respect Qin Hengqiang for sweeping Liuhe!
"King Ruishi together to lock Hangu!
"Respect the world of great strife!"
"Respect this drink time slave!
"Respect Daqin immortal!"
"Respect the great summer!