Worship? Song Huizong Zhao Ji? ”

The angry voice of Ao Bai attracted the attention of many people for a while.

"You say they're funny, and he actually said that he has the ability to punish me in the other world?"

"I'm waiting for you to take revenge, do you dare to report your name?"

Ao Bai said and threw a provocative gaze at Song Huizong, Zhao Ji and others, he didn't know about the others, but he saw that Zhu Youjiao, who was with Song Huizong, Zhao Ji and others, saw that the other party participated in the combat strength assessment.

As an emperor, he didn't go to participate in the special talent assessment, but came to participate in the combat power assessment, as you can imagine, he is definitely a faint king.

If emperors such as Emperor Qin and Han Wu came to participate in the unified enrollment assessment, they would definitely go to participate in the special talent assessment to assess their imperial talent.

A group of people who have become emperors but dare not assess the emperor's talent are definitely mediocre emperors.

"Worship?"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man who was also wearing a dragon robe, with the same hairstyle and a pale complexion, also came back to his senses when he heard this familiar name.

"A few of them are too domineering, are they bullying me and no one in the Qing Dynasty?"

The middle-aged man took the initiative to walk over and chose to stand on Aobai's side.

"This is Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, I have seen him in the special talent assessment examination room."

The voice fell, causing an uproar.

"Song Huizong Zhao Ji is not the king of the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"The king of the dead country also dares to participate in the imperial assessment? How confident is he? ”

"Not necessarily, Song Huizong Zhao Ji can't be the emperor, but his calligraphy and painting are still very famous in the history of art, calligraphy is known as thin gold, calligraphy and painting are self-contained, maybe he will assess the talent of these two aspects."

"You know that he is the king of the fallen country, but he doesn't know it himself, maybe Song Huizong Zhao Ji is really confident to participate in the imperial assessment, I don't know what kind of mood the invigilator was at that time?"

·······

The crowd suddenly cast a pair of sneering or disdainful glances, and the quarrel between Ao Bai and Song Huizong, Zhao Ji and others completely detonated the negative emotions in their hearts, and all the negative emotions brought about by the failure of the assessment had a channel to vent.

"He went to the imperial examination?"

"Listen, Song Huizong Zhao Ji, the king of the Northern Song Dynasty, actually went to participate in the imperial assessment, hahaha·······"

For fear that others wouldn't hear it, Ao Bai repeated it again, his voice much higher, and he laughed unscrupulously.

"People must be self-aware, although I have also been a general, but I know that my commander's talent is very poor, so I didn't assess the commander's talent, I only came to participate in the combat strength assessment, and I was lucky to enter the second round, but I didn't have the road of refining my heart."

"Zhao Ji~ Zhao Ji, he is worthy of being the king of the dead country, and he feels very good about himself."

Ao Bai is domineering.

Although he did not become a student of the Heavens Academy, he entered the second round of assessment, and among all the candidates who participated in the unified enrollment assessment, he was also outstanding.

"Things gather by like, people by groups, you dog emperors and the king of the dead country are in the company, it is not a good thing at first glance."

"However, you are still a little self-aware, knowing that you are not the material to be the emperor, come to participate in the combat power assessment, hahaha······"

Ao Bai once again set his eyes on Zhu Youzhu of Ming Xiaozong, and laughter rolled.

He found himself constantly fighting these emperors, and these emperors who held the supreme power in his cognition, and his mood was getting better and better.

"Enough!"

"Lao Tzu is not the king of the fallen country, the Great Song Dynasty was not destroyed at all, what Liao State, what Jurchen has long been annihilated by the 200,000 troops I sent."

Song Huizong Zhao Ji roared.

The King of the Dead!

Everyone thinks that he is the king of the dead country when they see him, and the king of the dead country has become his label, but he has not died in the Great Song Dynasty.

He's so wronged!

"Isn't this the Qianlong Emperor Hongli, who wrote more than 20,000 poems? You are more angry than Li Bai, but why didn't you pass the assessment? Perfect old man? Hahaha·······"

Song Huizong Zhao Ji first glared at Ao Bai viciously, and then turned his head to the middle-aged man who was also laughing on the side, and began to fight back mercilessly.

"By the way, I remember that Emperor Qianlong Hongli wrote more than 40,000 poems in his life. Disgusting, how do you have the courage to do so many poems? ”

Song Huizong Zhao Ji had entered the Heavens Academy, and he also knew his future, so it was naturally impossible to assess the emperor's talent, but to assess calligraphy and painting, and he saw that Emperor Qianlong Hongli was unwilling to be eliminated, and asked the invigilator what the reason was, and even listed his own martial arts.

"He's the one who wrote more than 40,000 poems?"

Originally, Ming Xianzong Zhu Youzhu and others, who originally wanted to scold Ao Bai angrily, also set their eyes on Emperor Qianlong Hongli, and kept looking up and down.

How thick is this man's skin?

Li Bai, Du Fu, and Bai Juyi may not have as many poems as he did, but unfortunately, the literary nature of his more than 40,000 poems is not enough for these people to write a random poem.

They were very curious about how those ministers endured the Qianlong Dynasty at that time?

"There are many of you who bully us in the Qing Dynasty, right, there are people in our Qing Dynasty, I want to fight with you to see what you struggles with the king of the dead country."

Emperor Qianlong Hongli was annoyed and angry, as if someone had stepped on the tail of a cat, he directly fried his hair, and said loudly, wanting to lure the people of the Qing Dynasty over.

"Huh!" "Huh!" "Whew!" ·······

It's easy to recognize!

The hairstyles of Emperor Qianlong Hongli and Ao Bai were too distinctive, and suddenly, the people around them were not idle and lively, and they all turned their eyes to these people, wanting to see how far the situation would evolve.

"The mourning family wants to make trouble with Emperor Gaozong, these Han people deceive people too much."

An old woman with a head full of gold and silver jewelry, dressed in a gorgeous dress, and a treasured appearance, looked about forty or fifty years old, like a willow swinging in the wind, swayed over.

"Gojong?"

Song Huizong Zhao Ji looked at the first figure to appear, his eyes turned, and he smiled, "Dare to ask, but that Empress Dowager Cixi who dared to declare war on the world?" ”

"It's the mourning family, you ········ of the lost country"

The Empress Dowager Cixi nodded slightly, her expression was cold, and she looked down at Song Huizong Zhao Ji, her courage was naturally not comparable to Song Huizong Zhao Ji, the king of the dead country, but she was interrupted by Song Huizong Zhao Ji before she finished speaking.

"It's really you! Say the most ruthless words, get the most severe beatings, and run the fastest way. ”

"I see you've taken the special talent test? Are you doing long-distance running? ”

Everyone, "o(╯□╰)o".