"Next, we will invite the second group of contestants to the stage, and welcome Su Yiyang and Li Jinghui to bring us - "Qing Dynasty""

The curtain rises slowly, and the new stage set appears in front of all the audience, the dragon chair painted with gold paint, in front of the dragon chair is a simple and luxurious bookstand, and the four treasures of the book room are all on the desk, and the whole stage set can be called luxurious, and it looks like Jiangsu and Zhejiang TV stations have moved the imperial study in the palace.

Li Jinghui was wearing a luxurious dragon robe, sitting in front of the desk, reading with the fold in his hand, but his brows were wrinkled together, and after a long time, he slapped the fold on the table and sighed softly.

"Report ......"

"King Jing is here!"

The shrill voice of the eunuch came, echoing throughout the studio.

"King Jing?"

Li Jinghui, who was sitting at the table, opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were angry, doubtful and secretly happy, the expressions on his face changed one after another, and the momentum on his body was also unpredictable.

"Xuan ...... King Jing!"

Li Jinghui announced in a deep voice and allowed King Jing to meet him.

A few seconds after Li Jinghui's voice fell, the sound of footsteps came from far and near, Su Yiyang, who was dressed in black and white armor, strode out of the backstage with a heroic posture, and at the same time, the sharpness on his body gradually spread, and the momentum was compelling.

Many audiences in the audience, many of them young girls, couldn't help but cover their mouths when they saw Su Yiyang's dress, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Su Yiyang looks so handsome in his battle robe and armor, oh my God, I feel like I'm in love!"

"I strongly request Su Yiyang to make a costume drama, this appearance is really invincible, I finally believe that some men can make me GC just by looking at their faces!"

"This is the scene in "Qing Dynasty" that forced the palace, super classic, super shocking, I don't know if Su Yiyang and Li Jinghui can play well, I look forward to it!"

"Jiangsu and Zhejiang TV stations have really invested in blood, and this stage set and costume investment are all super powerful!"

……

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Su Yiyang took the lead when he appeared, and his heroic stride really made many people's eyes shine.

And Zhang Ziqiong, who was sitting in the mentor's seat, saw Su Yiyang's dress, and a different color flashed in his eyes, Li Jinghui's strength is very strong, and the role played by Li Jinghui today is still the emperor he is very good at, Zhang Ziqiong is looking forward to the collision between Li Jinghui and Su Yiyang, and is very much looking forward to Su Yiyang's performance today.

There was a slight discussion at the scene, which was very short, and after only a few seconds, they returned to calm, and they all looked at the stage intently, not wanting to disturb the two people performing on the stage.

Su Yiyang was wearing armor and a helmet tucked under his armpit, strode to Li Jinghui's desk, and then stood in front of the desk, looking directly into Li Jinghui's eyes.

The two looked at each other, and each other's momentum slowly rose, and Li Jinghui's momentum was deep and broad, like the boundless deep sea, and the momentum was majestic. And the momentum on Su Yiyang's body is full of sharp aura, mixed with a little evil aura, giving people a feeling of being unstoppable.

After a few seconds, Li Jinghui threw the brush in his hand on the side of the inkstone, and snorted coldly: "King Jing, why don't you kneel when you see me?"

When Su Yiyang heard this, he smiled undeniably, he paced to the small square table next to him, and put the helmet under his armpit on it.

"Second brother, it's really majestic. Su Yiyang had a slightly mocking smile on his face: "Even if the army is now overwhelmed and the soldiers are coming to the city, do you still have to maintain your ridiculous face?"

Li Jinghui's face became more and more condensed, and after Su Yiyang finished speaking, he slapped his hand on the desk, and the whole person stood up directly from the chair.

"Bang!"

"Fourth, you really dare to rebel!"

Li Jinghui's low roar was full of anger and a little powerless.

"That's right, I'm the opposite!"

"Today, I'm the opposite!"

Su Yiyang turned his head suddenly, looked directly at Li Jinghui, and reversed two times in a row, the sound was deafening, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Ten years ago, your position should have been mine, this huge country, all of them were led by me, born and died, little by little, this country should have belonged to me!"

"Actually, I should have rebelled ten years ago, but because Lan'er interceded for you, I gave up the rebellion and was willing to be my King Jing, defending the territory and expanding the territory for me for more than ten years!"

Su Yiyang pounded his chest and shouted hoarsely, and his voice echoed throughout the studio.

"And yet you actually gave Lan'er to death......" Su Yiyang's voice suddenly became very soft, and his lips trembled slightly.

"My favorite Lan'er was actually given to death by you, my country was given to you, and my favorite woman was also taken away by you, but you didn't cherish her at all, you actually gave her to death!"

"Hiss......"

Su Yiyang suddenly couldn't say any more, raised his head and covered his eyes with his right hand, but tears flowed out of his fingers.

The audience was silent, and Su Yiyang's monologue, the rhythm, tone, and emotion were perfectly grasped, which gave the audience and guests a great audio-visual shock.

Li Jinghui's face was extremely gloomy, and his whole person was like a volcano ready to go, depressed and heavy.

"Fourth, Concubine Lan is my woman, she is your sister-in-law, you dare to say such disobedient words, aren't you afraid that future generations will laugh at you?!" Li Jinghui said in a deep voice, and at the same time knocked on the desk in front of him with his right hand, and his voice fluctuated.

"Shameful smile?" Su Yiyang wiped away his tears and sneered: "Second brother, history books are always written by the victors, just like when you privately changed your father's edict, united with the Manchu Dynasty to seize the throne, and secretly executed your eldest brother, have these things been recorded in the history books?"

"You ......"

Li Jinghui was shocked and angry, pointed at Su Yiyang with his right hand, and his eyes widened.

"You can hide these things from the people of the world, but can you hide them from the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty? Can you hide them from your brothers and sisters?"

"Over the years, our brothers and sisters, who have been killed by you, imprisoned by you, exiled, exiled, are there still one who can stand in the court?"

"Oh, yes!"

Su Yiyang pretended to be abrupt, and patted his chest with laughter: "And me, and your fourth brother can stand in the court." ”

"It's a pity, since the second brother, since you became the emperor, I have never dared to enter the Beijing court, because I am afraid of your fourth brother, I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will lose my head!" Su Yiyang's right hand turned into a palm and slashed at his neck.

"The reason why I have survived to this day is not because of the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in my hands, otherwise, I am afraid that my fate will be worse than those brothers and sisters, right?"

Saying that, Su Yiyang lifted off his robe, sat on the chair on the left side under the desk, and looked at Li Jinghui coldly, the atmosphere seemed to be stagnant......