"Hehe, even if the future generations say that I don't have integrity, what if I don't have integrity, will I not know in my heart?"

The corners of Zhao Gao's mouth were bloody, for some reason, in front of his own people, he always had an inexplicable self-confidence.

This is probably the sequelae of being too much of an emperor and getting used to Qin Hui's ministers frantically touting it.

"If I don't have integrity, how can I be ordered to be the emperor of this Great Song Dynasty?"

"Do you think I really want to sit as this emperor, if it weren't for the world of the Great Song Dynasty, I would have continued to be the prince a long time ago!"

Zhao Gou wiped the corners of his mouth with a smile and looked at Jiang Yi with pity.

"The life of a soldier is like grass mustard in your mouth, and the soldiers shed their blood for the country, and it is only for merit in your mouth?"

Jiang Yi glared at Zhao Gou fiercely: "I'll ask you, the soldiers are so desperate, what credit have you given them?"

"Is it unwarranted, or is it endless suspicion?"

Jiang Yi's mind moved, and the scope of the upgraded space-time mirror quickly expanded, enveloping Zhao Gou's body.

Countless golden soldiers and horses began to gallop, and Zhao Gou at this time was as if he was in a 5D scene, as if he was on the battlefield himself.

He was originally beaten and had no strength, but suddenly he rolled and crawled backwards.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm going to make peace with you!"

"Don't come, don't come, I beg you, don't kill me, I can give you everything you want, I am willing to give you all the gold, silver and jewelry of the Great Song Dynasty!"

"By the way, don't you want to kill Yue Fei, I have already ordered Yue Fei to be killed, and Yue Fei is dead now......"

Zhao Gou crawled back very frightened, turned his head, and grinned at the corners of his mouth, like a schizophrenic in a state of collapse, grinning his teeth, and pulling his throat almost madly:

"Shu didn't even let him spend Chinese New Year's Eve!"

"I have already done what your Dajin demanded, I beg you, let me go!"

Zhao Gou desperately retreated, watching the war horse gallop by, but did not cause any damage to himself.

Only then did he realize that he had completely lost his temper in front of Jiang Yi.

"This is what you call a temperament?"

"As an emperor, your integrity is far inferior to some of the people and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, so you are still in danger?"

"People like you have nothing more than the ambition to be an emperor, but they don't have the ability to be an emperor!"

Jiang Yi asked Zhao Gou rhetorically: "Why don't you let Yue Fei cross the river, obviously you are one last battle away from driving out the Jin people!"

"It is impossible for me to let the Yue family army return to the dynasty in victory, otherwise when Yue Fei comes back, who is the emperor in this world?"

Zhao Gou coughed a few times and said, "Since the future generations know that I don't have the ability to be an emperor, but I have already sat on it, then I must consolidate my throne!"

"Yue Fei's merits are high, the people only know Yue Fei, but they don't know that there is an emperor above Yue Fei, which emperor will not kill him!"

"Then why do you have to pick it before Chinese New Year's Eve?"

Jiang Yi didn't bother to argue with Zhao Gou, he just wanted to finish his words and see what this faint gentleman thought.

The other people I talked to before were basically positive teaching materials.

This time, Jiang Yi wants to make Zhao constitute an anti-textbook for future generations.

The corners of Zhao Zhuang's mouth provoked: "If you don't pick before Chinese New Year's Eve, how can you seem supreme?"

"Isn't he Yue Fei with high prestige among the people, isn't he famous in battle, and if he doesn't say a word, he will die?"

"Yue Fei will die when he comes back, if he doesn't come back, I have already sent a general to monitor the movements of the Yue family army at all times, if he really crosses the river to fight, after he and the Jin people are finished, there will naturally be a group of troops to investigate Yue Fei's crime of resisting the decree. ”

Zhao Gou pouted: "In short, for Yue Fei, no matter how he goes, he will die." ”

"After killing him, I will send a messenger to Dajin with his head, ask the Jin people for their guilt, and ask them for peace, so that the Jin people will not attack our Great Song again in a short time. ”

Zhao Gou said, as if he had relieved some great pressure, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Only then can I be the Emperor of Ansheng for a few years." ”

"The capital has been moved so many times, who ...... Can you understand my tiredness?"

......

"Wow, Jiang Shen, you kill him, I didn't see anything!"

"What the hell can keep him alive?!"

"Grandpa Yue is so loyal to the country, in the end, Zhao Gou even has the idea of sending his head out?!"

"I feel sorry for Grandpa Yue!"

"Alas, I never thought that Zhao Gou would be like this!"

"Oh, don't get too excited, it's just a show!"

"I want to kill people when I watch the show, okay!"

Countless viewers are about to explode their lungs, and they can't wait to go to the kitchen to get kitchen knives now.

Some foreign viewers also frowned.

This is the emperor of Huaxia?

And at the same time.

National Television Viewing Room.

Shen Wanrong, who had already made up his mind to become a member of the Iron Triangle, frowned.

"Director Chen, isn't this wind direction wrong?"

"This is an international live broadcast, those foreigners can also see Zhao Gou's, let them see such a garbage emperor, wouldn't it be disdainful of our Chinese civilization?"

Shen Wanrong felt the need to raise this point.

Director Chen shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Mr. Shen, don't worry, Jiang Yi has already told me about his plans for this issue before he decided on the characters." ”

"What are you going to do?"

Shen Wanrong turned his head curiously.

Director Chen replied: "Jiang Yi said, this is the first phase of the collection to enter the world, if foreigners see our Chinese emperor, it will only make those foreign high-level people resist our collection of Huaxia even more, so that the collection of Huaxia will not be able to go out." ”

"On the contrary, if they see that some emperors are such weak and trash, those foreign high-level leaders still wish we could broadcast a few more issues of the collection of Huaxia. ”

"Jiang Yi wants to use this issue to let foreign countries relax their boycott of the collection of China, and establish a certain reputation abroad, even if this reputation is not good, it can establish a certain audience base. ”

The more Shen Wanrong listened, the more serious he became, and he had a hunch that this plan had a certain degree of feasibility.

Director Chen continued: "After this issue is over, we will wait for a few more days to let the public opinion of the international community ferment, and even we will deliberately disseminate it again, so that the popularity of the collection of Huaxia overseas will increase, and those foreign high-level officials will relax their vigilance and despise us." ”

"Then, in each of the following issues, we will slowly play out the excellent heritage of our 5,000-year-old culture, and talk to one after another people who are incomparably brilliant in the history of civilization!"

"In this way, step by step, by the time some foreign high-level officials find out, our collection of Huaxia already has a large audience, and even if they do everything possible to ban the broadcast, there will be people who will do everything possible to create or find channels, and we don't even need to do it personally......."

"This is, first suppress, then raise, and then control!"

The more Director Chen said, the more he felt that Jiang Yi was simply divine.

Shen Wanrong was so excited when he heard this, he slapped the stool and stood up on the spot:

"Jiang Yi, this kid is really a black ......"

"Absolutely amazing!!"