"It's great to be an emperor. Even if you kill a loyal minister, you can still be buried in the imperial tomb.”
"Liu Chan, the Latter Ruler of Shu, Li Meng, the fourth last Emperor of the Great Tang, Zhao Gou, the fifth Emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Yun, Zhu Qizhen, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youjian, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and all the other fatuous rulers of the Qing Dynasty, no matter how many innocent people they killed and how fatuous their rulers were, they still enjoyed the worship of incense.”
"Sigh, who remembers the loyal officials who were killed by them?”
They were in front of the ruins of the Daming Palace. An elderly tour group stopped. The tour guide was a rather cultured old professor. His voice led the people to look at the bare yellow soil pile.
Now, the ruins were filled with traces of time.
In the group of seniors, a young man stopped and looked. The other seniors and tourists did not want to look at this boring mound, but the young man listened to the tour guide's voice and stared blankly.
Through the yellow soil ruins, Yu Ye saw the ancient figures of the past. Those who had such thoughts could illuminate the sun and moon, and they were saints and virtuous ministers.
" Tour guide, there will be people who will remember the true loyal officials of Mount Shu, Jiang Wei, Northern Qi's Lanling King, Great Tang's Yan Zhenqing, Great Song's Di Qing, Great Song's Han Shizhong, Great Ming's Yu Qian, Great Ming's Xia Yunyi."
Yu Ye opened his mouth and woke up the tired and sad old tour guide.
The old tour guide looked at the young man and suddenly felt like crying. He flipped through the history books. There were too many loyal Chinese people who had saved the world. If he looked at each of them carefully, he would see that these ancient people had carved two words in their lives-China.
"Will anyone really remember them?”The old tour guide looked at the pile of yellow soil with a confused expression.
Yu Ye also said,
" Grandpa, in the long river of history, the Chinese civilization has produced tens of millions of loyal officials. Every loyal official has a home. Who knows how many bowls of millet they have to cook, how many furnaces they have to light, how many mountains they have to trek through in ancient times, and how many people they have protected…"
"Some of them, I don't even know their names or where they live, but I know that every five square kilometers of land under my feet, there is a wisp of a heroic soul floating.
When Yu Ye said this, the old tour guide was already sobbing. He was an old pedant, and now he realized that many children had not forgotten the ideals in history.
"Child, continue." The old tour guide spoke. Now that there were more people, the other tourists also gathered around and listened quietly.
"The land I'm stepping on is the road that Xu Xiake walked on.”
"The mountain pass that I passed through was one that the Six Nations would not dare to advance on.”
"The city tower that I stood on was once defended by Yu Qian.”
"The Northwest Grassland that I can now gallop freely on was fought for by Huo Qubing.”
"I can even eat Su Shi's red braised pork from the past, I can also drink the wine that Li Bai raised his glass to invite the moon, and I can even sit in a scenic carriage to patrol the mountains and rivers like the First Emperor."
At this moment, there were many people surrounding them. Many people were crying. The elderly were sad because of the passage of time, and the scholars were sobbing because of the vast history.
Yu Ye stood quietly and looked at the interface that appeared in his mind.
A fatuous ruler is not worthy of a loyal minister list.
Counting the top 20 people's miserable lives and the list of loyal officials, these loyal officials were framed by treacherous officials and killed by the emperor. However, these loyal officials were worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the dawn of the world, but those incompetent emperors did not deserve to have these loyal officials.
History is clear, the sun is bright, the sun is bright
(The host will take stock of the character's life. The ranking video will be seen by the emperors and subjects of all dynasties.)
(I will let you ignite the flame of this era, illuminate the dawn of the ancient times, and tell those ancient people who studied the scriptures, silently ruled the country, and supported the people that they have not been forgotten. Some of their graves are gone, but their names will remain forever.)
(Creating a fatuous ruler is not worthy of the Loyalty Ranking List. The quality of the video is especially important. The video needs to anger the fatuous ruler. When the world sees the fatuous ruler's true appearance, the angrier and more desperate the fatuous ruler is, the more popular the video will be.)
Looking at the list on the interface, Yu Ye had an idea. He was a history major, and his parents were teachers. He loved history since he was young, so it wasn't difficult for him to make a video.
Previously, he had just graduated and signed up for this senior group's historical tourism class. His main purpose was to follow the tour guide to see the major historical sites. It was quite good to travel with the senior group, and many old ladies wanted to introduce him to someone.
Today's destination was the ruins of the Great Ming Palace. After today's trip, they went to their respective hotels to stay after dinner. Meanwhile, Yu Ye was typing on the computer by the window. Production began!
At this moment.
The dynasties were undergoing great changes.
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