On the Central TV program.
When all the staff members saw this scene, they broke out in cold sweat.
Even if he was the ruler of a fallen country, he was still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
The Emperor of Ming actually bowed to Su Chen.
If he didn't see it with his own eyes, how could he believe it?
"The scriptwriter of 'Ancient China' is too bold. He made the actor who played Chongzhen bow to Su Chen. This is too heaven-defying!”
"No, no, no. Earlier on, the station's leaders seemed to have discussed that Su Chen's method of producing this program seemed to be random…In other words, the actor who played Chongzhen did it when he was high.”
"Are you saying that Su Chen did not know that Emperor Chongzhen would do this?”
"That's very possible!"
"This is a national broadcast. If Su Chen knew, he definitely wouldn't let the other party act like this.”
"However, when he took off his dragon robe, that look of reluctance in his eyes really made me feel uncomfortable!”
Huang Haonan, the head of the Central TV Station, also felt his eyelids twitch violently.
The emperor bowed and the Ancestral Dragon pleaded.
As far as the eye could see, there was no one like him in the world.
Su Chen was really bold!
However…
Huang Haonan thought about it. Although this action was bold, it was within the circumstances.
Moreover, Emperor Chongzhen took off his dragon robe and bowed. This was his identity as a commoner.
He just didn't know why this last emperor would do such a thing.
In the picture.
Emperor Chongzhen had already taken off his dragon robe. He was dressed in white. His hair was disheveled, and his eyes and cheeks were red and swollen.
However, at this moment, he did not care about life and death.
He wanted to hear the ending.
Su Chen was stunned at first. Although he represented the people of the current generation, he could not be unattainable.
When Chong Zhen bowed, Su Chen immediately held his arms with both hands.
"I…"
Chong Zhen bit his lips.
A line of blood was left on his lower lip. This was because Chong Zhen's heart was at war with himself.
"I want to know what happened after I died!”
"No matter what the outcome is, I want to leave in the afterlife with a clear conscience.”
Su Chen looked at Emperor Chongzhen.
Only he knew that this was not an actor, but real history.
This wasn't a studio, this was the Forbidden City in 1644!
Before he came to the end of Ming Dynasty, he had thought of countless scenes, but when his feet really stepped on the land of 377 years ago.
Su Chen finally understood.
The variety show," Classic China ", did not exist in the past, did not exist now, and would never have a script in the future.
Every historical figure's future and ending were chosen by them.
Just like now.
The old eunuch, Wang Chengen, stood beside Chongzhen. He was holding a golden embroidered peacock feather dragon robe with patches on it.
The loyal eunuch held back his sobs and did not look at Chongzhen.
Because he knew that the emperor didn't want his old friends to see him bow and bow.
"May I ask what will happen after I die? The Ming Dynasty is dead, so what about the world?”
After Emperor Chongzhen was helped up by Su Chen, he turned around and looked at the setting sun in the sky.
At this moment, the setting sun was bathed in blood, which seemed to represent a bad omen.
Su Chen held his breath and focused, looking forward as well.
"Your Majesty."
Although Chongzhen had been deserted by his family, he was still the emperor of Ming Dynasty in name.
Therefore, Su Chen addressed him as His Majesty.
Secondly, Emperor Chongzhen could put down his identity as emperor and bow to him without hesitation. This showed that in his opinion, the future of the people and the world were far more important than his identity as emperor.
Although he was the ruler of a fallen country, Su Chen still had respect for Chongzhen.
"Big Ming is not dead yet."
Su Chen said.
"Once I die, there will be no more ruler in this world. How can Ming not perish?"”
Su Chen didn't answer directly. Instead, he said indifferently.
"Let me answer Your Majesty's first question.”
"What will happen after you die?"
Chong Zhen's body trembled slightly, but he did not say a word.
Su Chen took a deep breath and slowly said,""It is recorded in the History of the Southern Ming Dynasty.”
"The Qing Dynasty entered the pass and attacked cities and territories. The massacre was so tragic that humanity was wiped out.”
"I've held the tube until now, and I've almost shed a tear.”
Chong Zhen closed his eyes and tears flowed out again.
At the same time.
Many scholars at the Huaxia Institute of History also felt tears welling up in their eyes.
Old man Zheng Zhiming slowly closed his eyes and recited it silently with Su Chen.
"There are those who can't bear to write but can't bear not to write.”
"The Ming family crossed the river, and the people in the temple died one after another, willing to die.”
"His righteousness and loyalty are enough to light the sun and move the mountains.”
The old man opened his eyes.
Su Chen was memorizing historical records, and he knew how to memorize them as well.
Every time he read it, his heart ached.
Especially that sentence," I'm in charge of this, and I'm almost in tears.”
The person who recorded this period of history held a pen in his hand. Every time he wrote a word, a tear dripped onto the paper.
How heartbreaking!
The old man heaved a long sigh of relief and adjusted his emotions.
She continued to look at the screen with tears in her eyes.
In the picture.
Su Chen was silent for a moment and suddenly asked Emperor Chongzhen.
"Your Majesty, do you remember Liu Lishun?"
Chongzhen suddenly came back to his senses and opened his mouth slightly."Ah, I remember, of course I remember. I was a scholar in the seventh year of Chongzhen.”
He turned around and asked,"Chengen, this Liu Lishun should be the official Zuo Zhongyun now!"”
The old eunuch nodded repeatedly." Long live you are wise. Liu Lishun is the official of Zuo Zhongyun."”
"After you died, he wrote on the wall,'Benevolence and Righteousness are passed down by Confucius and Mencius.'”
"Liu Lishun drank wine and committed suicide. His wives, concubines, sons, and servants, all eighteen of them, were hanged.”
Chong Zhen's body froze, his heart filled with sorrow.
Su Chen mentioned another name.
He looked at Emperor Chongzhen and asked,"May I ask Your Majesty if you remember Xia Yunyi?"”
Emperor Chongzhen pondered for a moment." I have an impression of him. He seems to be a scholar in the tenth year of Chongzhen. Cheng En, he should be the magistrate of Changle County!”
Regardless of Chongzhen's character flaws, it was rumored that he corrected the memorials every day. The words he corrected were even more than the words submitted in the memorials.
It could not be said that he was also a diligent monarch who worked hard to make the country prosperous.
If he was like the previous emperors of the Ming Dynasty, he would not have remembered these people's names if they did not go to court.
Su Chen softly recited,"I have received my father's teachings since young. I have received the country's grace for a long time. I have sacrificed my life for the country. I am worthy of my loyalty."”
"After you died, he resisted the Qing Dynasty. After he wrote the poem, he sacrificed himself for the country and brazenly went to die.”
"Huang Daozhong, die for the country!"
"Xiahou Wan, die for the country!"
Su Chen slowly read the names one by one.
Chong Zhen's figure stopped again, and his expression could not be seen.
The audience was watching the television. At this moment, many people were already covering their mouths. There were also many people who were moved by these loyal and righteous officials!
"This is Big Ming!"
"Thank you, Su Chen. I know why he chose the second episode of 'Book Collection of Huaxia' and turned to Big Ming's page!”
"The last episode of the First Emperor was about China as a dragon! This episode was about why China was like a dragon. This episode was about the backbone of China!”
"Numb, numb! This program is too f * cking crazy!"
"Not only did it get to my head, but it also made me cry. I've already used up a roll of toilet paper!”
In the picture.
Emperor Chongzhen had not finished listening.
Su Chen's voice was steady.
The person who narrated history was as profound as history.
"After that, the Qing people entered the pass and issued a hair-cutting order!”
"Leave the head, leave the hair, leave the hair, leave the head.”
Su Chen stopped and said,"The hair-cutting order has been passed down to the south of the Yangtze River, and the people are determined to die."”
Hearing this, even the old eunuch Wang Chengen could not help but tremble.
Leave the head, leave the hair, leave the hair, leave the head!
This was a great sin.
"The Qing court was furious and sent 240,000 troops with 200 Hong Yi cannons to attack Jiangyin.”
Emperor Chongzhen's eyelids kept twitching!
As Su Chen spoke, she pointed to the horizon.
With his finger, the burning clouds in the sky seemed to be boiling and gradually rolled. In an instant, the clouds in the sky changed color.
Chong Zhen stared at him with tears in his eyes. The old eunuch was so frightened that his legs went weak. He was extremely shocked.
In the clouds, there seemed to be the roar of a Huaxia dragon soul. Cannon fire filled the sky, and the cries of battle shook the entire world.
……
Inside the Institute of History!
Zheng Siming couldn't help but stand up and look at the clouds on the big screen with his cane.
The burning clouds on the horizon gradually faded, and a mirage appeared in the sky.
In the mirage, there was an ancient city. On the plaque of the city, there were three big words.
"Eighty-one days in Jiangyin City!"
The old master could not help but say!
In the image!
The Qing army surrounded Jiangyin City.
"That day, the Qing army of 240,000 attacked Jiangyin.”
Su Chen's voice rang out.
On the city stood three officials in bright clothes. Behind them were mostly commoners 'clothes.
Chongzhen tried his best to open his eyes wide and watch. He did not want to miss a single second!
"The Jiangyin citizens will not obey orders!”
Su Chen's tone was firm and every word was powerful.
"My body, hair, and skin are from my parents!"
"The 100,000 soldiers in the city swear to die!”
In the mirage.
The cannons of Hongyi roared, and Jiangyin City fell several times. The people of the city were not afraid of death, and they used their bodies to block the city gates.
The entire country's audience was drenched in sweat as they watched. Their entire bodies felt numb as if they had been electrocuted.
"The citizens of Jiangyin swear to defend the city!"
"The Qing army lost three kings, eighteen generals, and more than seventy-five thousand men!”
Su Chen's calm voice and the heroic scene above the clouds formed an extremely strong contrast!
"67,000 Jiangyin soldiers and civilians died!”
" Defend the city for eighty-one days."
Su Chen looked back at Chongzhen.”
Plop!
Chong Zhen knelt on the coal mountain. His voice was already very hoarse.
He was not kneeling to his ancestors, nor was he kneeling to the country!
He was kneeling to the loyal bones and soul of the Ming Dynasty.
The one kneeling was the unyielding backbone of Huaxia.
Su Chen looked ahead and slowly said,""Jiangyin Defender General Yan Ying Yuan vowed to never kneel before the Baylor.”
"I wrote a poem before I died."
Su Chen paused for a moment!
Chongzhen already knew the result. He asked sadly,"What did he say?"
Su Chen repeated word by word.
"80 days of loyalty, showing the great ancestor of the 16th generation!”
He closed his eyes and said the next sentence.
"A hundred thousand people will die together to preserve the three hundred miles of Great Ming!”
The second half of the sentence had fourteen words.
Every word weighed ten thousand catties.
Every word was filled with the blood of loyalty!
In the conference hall of the Huaxia Institute of History!
Regardless of whether they were men or women, old or young, at this moment, they finally could not hold back the hot blood in their hearts and shouted the next sentence in an ear-splitting manner!
"A hundred thousand people will die together to preserve the three hundred miles of Great Ming!”
The sound of the poem shook the sky and surrounded the world!
……
In the Central TV studio, Huang Haonan's eyes were filled with tears!
He forcefully pursed his lips. In order to suppress his emotions, the veins on his hands that were placed on the table were bulging from the force.
He stared at the big screen with his eyes wide open.
"Good, good, good!"
"What a good one, 100,000 people willing to die together to preserve the Great Ming Empire's 300 miles of land!”
"What a loyal soul of Huaxia!"
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