Before everyone in front of the curtain could stop being disgusted and curious about the heavy word "Historical Records", they saw the barrage suddenly burst into laughter.
【Ouch, hey! Shiji, isn't this Sima Qian? He hasn't been like this for a few days? (dog head)]
[Hahahahahaha no, I don’t know why I always want to laugh. I’m sorry Sima Qian, but I can’t help it (poorly eating my hand)]
[Laugh if you want to, it’s not embarrassing (dog head)]
[To be able to leave such a comment in the history books, Lao Ai is considered awesome to a certain extent. At least according to Sima Qian's repeated emphasis, everyone has bound Lao Ai to the big one (dog head)]
[It’s not bad. In fact, if Sima Qian hadn’t repeatedly emphasized it, Lao Ai wouldn’t be so famous in that area (dog’s head holding flowers in its mouth)]
[Tsk, tsk, you said Lao'ai is really that big, it doesn't even sound like a human being (Huangdou thinks) (Huangdou laughs)]
[Is this still necessary to doubt? It is clearly written in the historical records. Could it be that Sima Qian dared to make it up randomly when he wrote a history book? 】
[It’s hard to say. It’s well known that Sima Qian writes history books with personal emotions. Maybe he didn’t have it just because everyone else is older (dog head) (dog head)]
【Fuck! 】
【Fuck! ! 】
【I’m so careless! 】
[Hahahahahaha cough cough cough! Don’t make me laugh so hard, brother, you’ve taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain! ! Save some face for Sima Qian! ! 】
In front of the canopy.
Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, couldn't hold back and squirted out a mouthful of water. He touched his chest and coughed several times before he regained his composure! !
This time, even Liu Che, who was well-stressed, couldn't help but look a little distorted.
"...No, no, what do these descendants say?!"
In the main hall, Sima Qian, who was kneeling in the corner, was mixed with green and green. Under the strange and sympathetic eyes of his colleagues, he was so sad and angry that he wanted to defend himself! !
fart! ! fart! ! !
No matter how personal his emotions were, Sima Qian wouldn't be so petty in a place like this, would he? ! !
What's more, he had already finished writing about the Qin Dynasty when he was tortured by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. As for being jealous of his mere Lao Ai? ! !
At that moment, Sima Qian, who had no regrets even after being castrated, felt a strange feeling of heart-wrenching regret! !
Damn it, I should have known that I would have ignored that guy Li Ling. He deserves to be scolded for surrendering to the Huns! !
Well now, he, Sima Qian, might become a clown if he has never had a clear name in all dynasties! ! !
During the Zhenguan period.
Li Shimin unceremoniously held his belly and laughed loudly, patting his thighs while tears were almost squeezing out!
"Hahahaha! I think it makes sense! Maybe it's really the case!!"
The historians became resentful. They looked at the sky with pity, and then looked at their majesty with sadness and anger. They thought that you are smiling happily, but you don't know the hard work of the historians! !
During the reign of Qin Shihuang.
His Majesty the First Emperor, who was still immersed in anger, was amused by the barrage's ridicule, and couldn't help but hold his head and twitch the corners of his lips.
He chuckled and said, "Humph, I also think it makes sense. The history books of later generations have too much praised that useless stupid pig, who is nothing more than a clown trying to please others."
Li Si, Meng Tian and others quietly looked at each other, and finally breathed a silent sigh of relief when they saw His Majesty smiling.
Those disgusting rubbish past events are not worthy of Your Majesty’s concern.
…
On the sky, the majestic dragon-robed king looked at one side with extremely cold eyes. The faint pain on his face was finally swept away and turned into a more cruel condensation! !
The water mirror flows slowly.
The young king is holding a long sword dripping with blood, and his eyes are downcast. His black robe is billowing with silent coldness and evil aura. If you look closely, there is still hatred and anger! ! !
At his feet, a disheveled woman was kneeling in embarrassment, holding his legs and begging pitifully.
"Zheng'er, no, Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Spare them, they are your biological brothers!!"
Ying Zheng tilted his head, as if he wanted to laugh, but the sarcasm could not stop flowing from his face.
"You actually begged for mercy for them...why? Because they are your sons?"
But back in Zhao State, when I was bullied by those beasts of Zhao State because of my youth, why didn't I see you showing such an attitude?
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no emotion left in them, leaving only a frozen cold river.
"Someone, pull her away."
The long sword no longer hesitated and cut down a screen full of blood! ! !
[In 238 AD, when the King of Qin came into power, Lao Ai took the opportunity to launch a rebellion. He failed and was executed. His two illegitimate sons were also executed in the same year. Zhao Ji was imprisoned in Yongcheng and never came out. 】
On the screen, Zhao Ji was still screaming wildly and shrilly.
"Ah——!! Zhao Zheng! Zhao Zheng!! It's not enough for you to kill your fake father, but you also killed your biological brother. How could you do it?! You cold-blooded and ruthless devil!! You have ruined everything for me. !!!"
"Why wasn't you the one who died——!!"
Facing the curse of his biological mother, the black-robed emperor just walked forward slowly with his sword in hand.
He seemed not to hear it, but also seemed not to care much if he heard it.
He didn't look back.
There is no one behind him worthy of looking back.
When he was three years old, he no longer had a father, and when he was twenty-one, he no longer had a mother.
Later generations said that he was cruel and ruthless, but in such a life, how hard do you have to work to live up to the gentleness that shines like the sun in people's delusions?
Many people in front of the canopy stared blankly, unaware that the water mirror had slowly dissipated as it circulated.
Liu Che held his chin and remained silent for a long time, then suddenly sneered.
"Come on, I almost got sentimental!! If I hadn't known that he was Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng, I would have believed him!!"
That was Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng! !
The last thing he needs is ridiculous pity! !
Which of the people who bullied him at the beginning had a good life later? ! Anyone who dared to make him angry would end up paying for it with his life! ! !
Sad spring and sad autumn are not suitable for Ying Zheng at all! !
During the Zhenguan period.
Li Shimin completely held the same point of view as Liu Che. How could Ying Zheng need sympathy! !
He rubbed the goosebumps all over his body and frowned for a while before he regained consciousness! !
He curled his lips in disgust.
"If you have to say so, I am miserable! When Li Yuan was unwilling to give me the throne, I didn't come here myself!! If I could only wipe my tears at home, how could I be here today!!"
As an emperor, you never need those useless sentimental emotions.
Yongle period.
Zhu Di sat with a golden sword on his face, raised his eyebrows and said happily.
"Hey, if His Majesty the First Emperor doesn't dislike it, I will share his share with his parents and come to our Ming Dynasty to be the prince!"
Don't worry about daddy, I promise mommy will be gentle! !
