At this lunch, everyone ate happily, but the Qin Warriors were unhappy.

If he is only surnamed Qin, this is not a thing, but he is still a direct descendant of Qin Hui, although he also knows that what his ancestors did is very dishonorable, and he suffers from it;

He is a master of literature and history, just because his ancestor is Qin Hui, he has done great homework on the history of the Southern Song Dynasty, and wants to find out what happened to overturn the case for his ancestors, but unfortunately in addition to adding an emperor Gaozong to be scolded together, Qin Hui's conclusion has not been overturned.

The so-called history pen is like a knife, the knife is deadly, the history of the Song Dynasty remembers clearly, the more he studies Qin Hui, the more he feels that Qin Hui is not a thing, but Qin Hui is still the ancestor of his line.

If this is a fool, forget it, but he is a master of literature and history, and he can't deceive himself, so he will double his distress, today Guo Dalu compares the chicken brain to Qin Hui, if this spreads, it is estimated that even adults and children will remember Qin Hui's things in the future.

Originally, today's impetuousness in society, coupled with the country's deliberate downplay of this matter, made Yue Fei being harmed by Qin Hui Young people no longer pay much attention to it, seeing that in more than ten years, these children are estimated to have no great hatred even if they know Qin Hui, and after a long time, maybe Qin Hui's kneeling statue will lose its meaning.

But now Guo Dalu said that the chicken brain is a kneeling statue of Qin Hui, this statement is so novel and interesting, it is estimated that when everyone eats chicken in a few days, they will be very interested in chicken brains, so that his ancestor Qin Hui is really stinking for thousands of years and will never be able to turn over.

Lei Yu next to him understood Qin Figurine's mood and comforted: "Old Qin, what do you want to do so much? You are just a descendant of Qin Hui, what does the matter of your ancestors have to do with you? Everyone hates traitors, but they have never said anything to the descendants of the Qin family, and the common people love and hate clearly, they only hate Qin Hui and do not involve his descendants." ”

It would be better if Lei Yu didn't persuade him, but now that he persuaded him, Qin Yu was even more angry, but he didn't dare to attack in front of Li Jiusan, he nodded with a dark face when he heard the words, and said astringently: "It's okay, I'm used to it!"

His three words "used to" really contain great sadness, indignation, chagrin and helplessness, pouring the water of the West Lake, it is difficult to wash away the shame of the ancestors!

Guo Dalu glanced at him and said softly: "So to be a man, you still have to be upright, otherwise even if you are proud for a while, the retribution in the future will fall on the heads of your descendants, hehe, the way of heaven is good, Huaxia has a reason to be extended, people's hearts are filial, and all husbands will take revenge!"

"Hey, hey, let's only talk about Fengyue today, not about anything else, the road, Qinhui, that's a historical issue, let's not talk about it today, let's talk about the scenery of this West Lake! Xiao Xi, you are from Yuhang, you can introduce the story of this West Lake in the past dynasties. ”

Li Jiusan glared at Guo Dalu, "You have a deep cultural foundation? You are a foodie and still talking about culture here? Several teachers on the scene, which one is not more knowledgeable than you? You, eat food, don't show off here!"

Guo Dalu didn't say much more, and ate with his head bored.

After a meal, the guests and hosts were happy, of course, the Qin Warriors were not very happy.

Li Jiusan got up and raised his glass to everyone: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I am here to wish you happiness and reunion in advance!"

After drinking a glass of osmanthus wine, Li Jiusan wanted to leave, "Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival party, it is indispensable to have a few literati to go to the scene to help, the four of you can be regarded as representatives of contemporary culture, tomorrow's party I let people leave a place for you, go to the scene and have fun!"

Guo Dalu was very unhappy, "Don't mind, I won't go! What about the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of the reunion, I still have to go home to eat moon cakes!"

Li Jiusan's face was blank, "I can't please you yet?" Do you want me to call your second uncle?"

Guo Dalu hurriedly raised his hand to surrender, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you! I'll go, I can't go?"

Li Jiusan snorted, "I can't cure you yet?"

Since then, the task of eating and chatting with the head of the company today has been completed, and Guo Dalu and others have been sent back to the original hotel.

This meal Guo Dalu and others ate very comfortably, especially Lei Yu and Xilong Valley, the two of them not only enjoyed the food, but also heard stories they had never heard before, and saw things they had never seen before.

And after the Qin figurines went back, the more they thought about it, the more angry they became, they were depressed in the hotel in the afternoon, they thought about it and took a taxi directly to the tomb of King Yue, and looked at the Qin Hui couple who knelt in front of the tomb of King Yue in cast iron, only to see that Qin Hui's head and cheeks were beaten to the oily shiny, at this time there are still many tourists passing by, slapping their faces, spitting and scolding, Qin Hui's wife's chest and two breasts are even more oily and slippery to be touched, and are humiliated by tourists from all directions.

The more Qin Warriors looked at it, the more sad they became, and they couldn't help but cry.

Now it is just the holiday time, people come and go in front of the tomb of King Yue, tourists are weaving, Qin figurines lie in front of the four kneeling statues and cry, which suddenly alarmed a large group of people.

When everyone saw such a strange old man with pigtails crying here, they all felt sympathy, and a young man bent down to help the Qin figurines up, and asked curiously: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Was your wallet stolen or was you bullied?"

Qin Warriors cried: "I didn't lose my money, and I wasn't bullied, but I just saw my ancestors being bullied and couldn't stop it, so I cried." ”

Everyone wondered, "Who has dishonored your ancestors?"

Qin Warriors said: "You guys!"

The crowd was even more curious, "How did we humiliate your ancestors?"

Qin Warriors said loudly: "How is it not humiliation?"

He pointed to Qin Hui's kneeling statue, "Qin Hui is my ancestor! You beat them, spit on them, and touch them here, isn't this humiliation? Our ancestors have been kneeling here for 800 years, and no matter how big the enmity is, they can pay it off, right? Now Yue Wumu has been respected as the prince of Yue and has been worshiped for generations, but my ancestors have been kneeling here forever and will never be able to live for more than once! They are still wantonly insulted by you! Aren't they all about human rights now? My ancestor killed Yue Fei, that is, he was harmed for the rest of his life, but he was punished to kneel here for nearly a thousand years, and he was insulted and spurned by others. Is this in line with the humanistic spirit of the present? If you are the descendants of Qin Hui, what will you think? You say, what can I do but cry?"

A group of tourists in the scenic area looked at each other, they all felt a little embarrassed, they beat Qin Hui and his wife happily, but they didn't expect to meet other people's descendants.

Seeing that the old man was crying so pitifully, everyone was a little embarrassed, and some people were ready to leave.

But one of these tourists was an old woman who was not happy, "Oh, hey, you cry, what do you have to cry about? Your ancestors knelt down, it was because of the sins created by your ancestors themselves! What flowers are planted bear what fruits! The government conforms to the will of the people to find and cast a kneeling statue of Qin Hui, first, to let future generations remember good and evil, loyal and treacherous, and second, to use Qin Hui's current infamy to warn future generations, don't be a dog thief like Qin Hui again!"

"Besides, why are you sad? You sympathize with Qin Hui and his wife from the bottom of your heart! What do they have to sympathize with? Hmm? This kind of person should be knocked to the ground and have to step on a few feet! You are a descendant of Qin Hui, you know how sad you are, so do you know how much grievance the descendants of Prince Yue are? Are you embarrassed to cry? Phew! You are not ashamed!"

Qin Warriors were furious, "Why do you say that about me?"

The old woman said: "Just because I am the descendant of Lord Yue!"

Everyone looked at it, good guy, the descendants of Qin Hui and Yue Fei are going to fight.