Song Ci spoke slowly, and people in the audience, on the side of the stage, and in the live broadcast room all fell silent and listened carefully.
The man who asked the question sat down silently.
This kid got a small stool from somewhere and sat on it, while everyone else was standing.
Zhang Dongsen slowly walked from the side of the crowd to the man's side.
The man stood up again and gave the small stool to Zhang Dongsen to sit on.
[The protagonist of our story is called Wen Tianxiang. 】
[Two years before Wen Tianxiang was born, the Kingdom of Jin, which had a bloody feud with the Southern Song Dynasty, perished under the attack of the Mongolian and Song coalition forces. Before the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Song Dynasty could taste the joy of the humiliation of Jingkang, Mongolia invaded the south, and the Mongolian-Song War broke out, which lasted for forty-six years. 】
Most of the audience in the audience were a little confused.
I don’t know what dynasty the Southern Song Dynasty was in the Song Dynasty.
But there are also viewers who have watched the previous show and probably have some understanding.
In the live broadcast room, because the people who came in were basically fans of the guests of the "World" program, everyone seemed to be familiar with the background of Song Ci's story.
"This Song Ci is starting to make up stories again, isn't it!?"
"Haha! I want to see what story she is going to make up this time!"
"I'm looking forward to it, but I feel a little embarrassed. What's going on, brothers?"
[After Wen Tianxiang's third year as a Jinshi, the Mongol Khan Meng Ge led his army to invade south. Huguang and Sichuan were in danger, and the emperor and ministers of Lin'an were like frightened birds. Someone suggested moving south, but Song Lizong, who had been frightened by the Mongols' martial virtue when Duanping failed to enter Luo, remained silent. There was silence in the temple. Only Wen Tianxiang, who was the judge of Ning Haijun at that time, angrily criticized the move to the south, but no one responded. The angry Wen Tianxiang chose to resign and return to his hometown...]
[In the seventh year of Xianchun, Kublai Khan changed the name of the country to Yuan and made Dadu the capital the following year. 】
[In the ninth year of Xianchun, Xiangyang fell. 】
[The current situation is becoming increasingly difficult. 】
In the slow narration of Song Ci, everyone seemed to be in the desperate years of the late Southern Song Dynasty.
"Since Wen Tianxiang is the protagonist, he should be able to repel Yuan Bing, right?"
"It's definitely possible, just wait until Song Ci begins!"
"Come on!"
Before everyone knew it, they were completely immersed in the story of Song Ci.
[After the fall of Xiangyang, the Yuan army was in dire straits, and the Song army collapsed at the first touch. Their safety was at stake. The Southern Song Dynasty, which had repeatedly requested surrender to no avail, was forced to issue an edict to recruit soldiers and horses from all over the world. 】
"Okay! The opportunity has come!" A bald middle-aged man shouted in the audience, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Immediately he lowered his head in embarrassment.
But everyone’s eyes were burning!
Everyone is looking forward to the protagonist's appearance!
Song Ci took a few steps on the stage.
[Wen Tianxiang burst into tears after receiving the edict, and then organized tens of thousands of militiamen to reinforce Lin'an. 】
[Someone advised him not to hit an egg against a stone. 】
[He responded: Therefore, if you don’t overestimate your own capabilities and use your own body to favor others, there will be loyal ministers and righteous men in the world who will rise up after hearing the news. The victor of righteousness will seek to establish himself, and the people will contribute to the cause. In this way, the country can still be protected. 】
Offstage, the audience became excited.
"Okay, okay!!"
"Looking forward to Wen Tianxiang killing the enemy!"
"We must take back the country!"
In the live broadcast room, the audience was sending barrages like crazy.
"Although I know this is a story, why does it sound so exciting!"
“Teacher Song Ci’s story is really touching!”
"Damn it, I can't wait to go up and kill the enemy!"
[In the first year of Deyou's reign, the Yuan army came to Lin'an City. The important ministers who had been talking about loyalty and patriotism a few months ago either left the city and surrendered, or fled overnight. 】
[Wen Tianxiang crossed the sea and came to Wenzhou, where he took the lead in supporting Yi Wang Zhao as the emperor in order to unite the remaining anti-Yuan forces. 】
[However, the building was about to collapse and no one could save it. The small imperial court in exile in the Southern Song Dynasty continued to fight within itself. 】
"What the hell! What's going on!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
"Damn! I'm so touched!"
"Where is the breaking point!"
"It's so powerless. I can understand that Wen Tianxiang is in such an era... but his personal power is really too small!"
Side of the stage.
Everyone has been completely immersed in the story of Song Ci.
Shen Xi clenched her fists tightly with both hands. At this moment, the atmosphere in the story had been heightened to the extreme.
In his chest, there was an anger that was difficult to dispel.
The dilapidated court and the broken land of the Central Plains, who else can save it?
At this point the story is desperate to the extreme.
But everyone still has expectations in their hearts.
Still waiting for the protagonist in Song Ci's words to be able to save the building from collapse!
Everyone held their breath and eagerly awaited Song Ci's narration!
Zhang Dongsen sat silently, but his chest was heaving violently.
The image of Wen Tianxiang created by Song poetry moved him.
But the next moment, Song Ci disappointed everyone.
[In December of the third year of Jingyan, Wen Tianxiang retreated to Chuuan'ao, the last base in the Southern Song Dynasty. He was soon captured by Yuan general Zhang Hongfan because of betrayal by a traitor. 】
[On the way to being captured, he passed by Lingdingyang, where he wrote a poem. 】
Song Ci paused, walked to the side, took a bottle of mineral water, and took a sip.
"Damn it! You kid, hurry up and tell me!"
"Hurry up, hurry up! Don't wait for such a tasteless thing!"
Song Ci straightened his chest, and his eyes were full of complex emotions that were too rich to be resolved.
[Once the hard things have happened, the stars are scattered all around]
[Mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is fluttering, and life experiences are ups and downs, and the rain is beating down]
[Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean]
Read the Song lyrics word for word.
As if crying blood every word, everyone's scalps couldn't help but feel numb, and an indescribable hot blood surged along the limbs and bones of the body.
The audience's eyes were red.
They saw a national hero who was turning his back on the times.
He can sing and cry.
But his figure is so thin.
He wanted to single-handedly open up the dark world and recreate the good times.
But...he is only one person after all.
"Wow, wow, wow, I'm so moved!"
"Song Ci, you are really good at it!"
"Damn! Why are you so cruel!"
"Song Ci, you must give Wen Tianxiang a good ending! I no longer expect him to regain the world, but...let him die a good life, please!"
At this moment, Song Ci stopped at the front of the stage and slowly read out the last sentence.
[Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history! 】
After he finished speaking, the whole place fell silent, and only the occasional sobbing and gnashing of teeth could be heard.
