At this moment, Huang Haonan was very happy in his heart.
Generally speaking, people who made movies would feel a little happy. They all felt that movies were the most well-made films and television works.
But this time, Su Chen had helped the entire Central TV station vent their anger.
Seeing Director Zhang break through his defense, Station Head Huang Haonan was ecstatic.
He had been with Director Zhang for so many years, and although Director Zhang wasn't as good as him, he had long been left behind by this guy in terms of fame.
But now that Director Zhang had seen the production standards of Classic China, he was so jealous.
The more sour he was, the happier Station Head Huang Haonan was!
……
On the television screen, the glory of the Ming Dynasty was not over yet.
Emperor Chongzhen originally thought that after seeing the glory of his ancestor, Zhu Yuanzhang, he had already given up!
But now, when he saw Emperor Yong Le's unparalleled dominance, he felt even more emotional in his heart!
"I, Da Ming, can only die, not escape.”
This kind of spirit is unparalleled in history and will continue to be the ambition of the future generations of Chinese men!
He and the old eunuch were supporting each other.
The scene in front of him changed again!
There were stacks of ancient books, and thousands of Ming officials were either flipping through books, checking ancient books, talking loudly, or frowning as they wrote!
The entire hall was filled with books!
"This is…this is the Yongle Grand Ceremony!”
"Yao Guangxiao! That black sand red robe, the person from the Golden Mang Belt, was Yao Guangxiao, the famous official who compiled the Yongle Grand Ceremony!”
Emperor Chongzhen watched the ceremony and sighed in his heart.
"All the books on history, astronomy, geography, Yin and Yang, medical divination, monks, and techniques have been compiled into one book!”
" Compiled by 3,000 civil officials!"
"The book has 22,877 volumes.”
"The content is ** Today."
Su Chen's gaze was different. He liked reading, and this Yongle Grand Ceremony was the largest encyclopedia in the history of the world!
"With this merit, we will show the might of the country and benefit generations!”
"Unfortunately…it was lost during the war in the later generations. There are only 800 or so volumes left in the later generations, scattered across the world.”
Emperor Chongzhen heard Su Chen's regret and looked back at him.
The corner of his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
The scene changed again!
A seagull cried out, ten thousand people shouted, and the boat trackers pulled the boat.
A mighty Ming fleet sailed out from the port!
"Ah, I'm Wei Wei Ming! At that time, the world's land and sea dominated the empire!”
"This is truly shocking. This is an unprecedented naval task force! Traveling around the world, establishing friendly relations, opening up shipping routes, unparalleled in the world!”
When the audience saw the scene in front of them, their eyes could not help but reveal a look of fascination.
" At that time, when the other countries see such a magnificent fleet coming from afar, what will they think?”
"Java! Sumatra! Sulu, Pahang, Zhenla, Guri, Siam, Bangkala, Adan, Tianfang, Zofar, Hulumus, Mugudushu!”
"Overlooking the countries and not using martial arts to subdue them!”
"The furthest we can reach is the Red Sea! How magnificent!"
"The name of the First Emperor has awed the sea, and the name of Yongle has spread far and wide!”
Emperor Chongzhen quietly looked at the might of the Ming Dynasty in front of him, and no one knew what he was thinking!
The scene flashed by quickly!
The audience in front of the television screamed.
Their thoughts were fully satisfied!
Every shot and scene was the most exciting point in the past 300 years.
The vast and boundless Great Ming Treasure Ship sailed on the ever-changing sea.
Zhu Di's voice rang out from above the imperial court. Only his voice could be heard, but he could not be seen.
However, the dominance in his voice could infect everyone in the future, including Emperor Chongzhen, who was standing beside Su Chen.
"Why not take back what belongs to you?”
"However, I have worked diligently and painstakingly to create this foundation.”
"When the future generations mentioned it, it could be said that I didn't get the throne properly…"
"But!"
"Even so, you have to respect me, Zhu Di!”
The scene gradually faded away. Chongzhen's eyes were filled with tears as he stood with his hands behind his back.
He had personally witnessed the ancestors of Great Ming in those scenes.
At this moment, Chong Zhen's heart was surging and he could not control himself.
Su Chen looked at Emperor Chongzhen's back.
He spoke slowly.
"The Ming Dynasty has lived for three hundred years, and it is worthy of China.”
"The 17th year of Chongzhen is worthy of China.”
When Emperor Chongzhen heard this, he was shocked!
When he saw the former Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, he only shed tears. When he saw Emperor Yongle Zhu Di, he also silently shed tears.
This was an emperor who was called incompetent by later generations.
When she heard Su Chen say," The 17th year of Chongzhen is worthy of China," she suddenly burst into tears.
The old eunuch Wang Chengen's face was covered in mud marks. He was lucky enough to see the might of the Ming Dynasty today, so he died without regrets.
He cupped his hands and said to Su Chen.
"May I ask what the future generations of China are like?”
"The younger generation is formidable," Su Chen replied with a smile."How do you know if the future is not today?"”
The old eunuch was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, completely disregarding his image.
He and Emperor Chongzhen laughed and cried.
"The younger generation is formidable…"
"Hahahaha!"
"What an unexpected arrival!”
"Lord Wansui, in that case, the two of us can rest assured!”
"Come, come, this old servant will support Lord Wansui.”
The old eunuch, Wang Chengen, smiled and smiled. Tears streamed down his face. He and Emperor Chongzhen walked forward slowly, one after the other.
In front of them was a hundred thousand feet tall mountain.
"Be careful, Wansui…"
"Chengen, I know the way home.”
"Lord Wansui, this servant also knows the way home, but the road ahead is long. This servant still has to support you!”
Su Chen stood behind the two of them. His eyes were also red, but there was a relieved smile on his face.
Before Emperor Chongzhen died, it was Su Chen's kindness to resolve the knot in his heart.
Bringing everyone to see the magnificence of the Ming Dynasty was an interpretation of what was called the "bone of China".
As they watched the two staggering figures gradually leave, they strolled under the green mountains and walked in the Yellow Springs.
Su Chen turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
Everything around him shattered like a dream.
In an instant, time passed quickly.
Looking over, the sky was still filled with burning clouds.
The sounds of fighting could still be heard from the Forbidden City.
The surroundings were no longer the green mountains and clear waters of the Ming Dynasty, but desolate coal mountains.
Not far away, an emperor in a white robe was hanging from an ancient crooked tree.
The dragon robe beside him was unfurled, and a few dried leaves had already fallen on it.
Written in blood on the dragon robe was,"Seventeen years after I ascended the throne, the rebels have been approaching the capital. Although I have been ungrateful and have offended the heavens, causing the rebels to approach the capital, it is all because of the ministers 'mistakes." When I die, I have no face to see my ancestors on the ground. I take off my crown and cover my face with my hair. Let the thieves split my body, but don't hurt a single person.”
Dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, Su Chen walked down the mountain step by step.
A scene that he had not announced earlier flashed across his mind.
It was the year 1628.
In the first year of Chongzhen, in the main hall.
He was a sixteen-year-old young emperor with great ambitions. He sat on the wide dragon throne, making him look especially small.
"I will also follow the example of my Ming ancestors and recreate the prosperous era of Yongle.”
"I want to be a good emperor like Taizu, who loves his people like his own children!”
Su Chen shook his head. He did not turn back to look at the body hanging on the old tree, swaying in the cold wind.
The cold wind was so fierce, but it could not kill the heartache on the coal at this moment.
The sound of history slowly sounded.
"In the past five thousand years, there have been countless ancient Chinese books.”
"Every book contains the blood, sweat, and wisdom of our predecessors.”
"Conversation with the sages."
"It's a collection from China."
The audience watched as Su Chen slowly walked closer. They could also see that he was trying his best to restrain himself, but his eyes were still red!
"Good show! This show can kill me!"
"I seem to have surveyed the magnificence of the Ming Dynasty and changed my view of Chongzhen!”
"The last Emperor of flesh and blood, if he wasn't the Emperor of Great Ming, he should be like the ordinary people around us, but he is the Emperor of Great Ming, he bears too much hope.”
"After watching for 300 years, I suddenly look back and see the old tree burying the emperor!”
"This show is f * cking godly. Su Chen is f * cking godly too!”
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