Wang Qingsheng has studied history all his life and knows everything about Chinese history.

He likes the style of the ancients, loves history, literati, generals, and emperors have different freedoms.

At this moment, there is such a program, which can really bring the ancients to the eyes of the world, how can he not be excited.

Reading history can recognize people, and people can come from history books!

China has a long history, a variety of talents.

The people of the world who live in the present are just people in history!

At this moment, the dialogue between Xia Xuan and Chongzhen is still continuing.

Looking at Chongzhen sitting on the ground, Xia Xuan didn't know how to speak for a while.

Because he knew that Chongzhen at this moment had already believed that he was from the afterlife.

"You said that your name is Xia Xuan, right?"

Only then did Chongzhen come back to his senses and look at the young man in front of him.

He stood on his armrests, looking at himself.

Even if he was an emperor, his eyes were a little evasive when he looked at Xia Xuan.

I don't know if the Ming Dynasty at this moment made him shameless to face this future generation, or he felt that he had made too many mistakes in his life and didn't want to look directly at future generations.

But no matter from what point of view, Chongzhen at this moment does not look like an emperor.

More like a person who has done something wrong, with his head down.

"Hmmm! The younger generation is indeed from the next generation, three hundred and seventy-seven generations! ”

Xia Xuan nodded and said in a very affirmative tone.

After being confirmed again, Chongzhen was not so shocked, but felt much more relaxed.

Perhaps the question of determining that Xia Xuan is from the next generation is very important to him now.

Now that Xia Xuan can know what he thinks in his heart.

Then you must know what happened next.

Although he knew that the Ming Dynasty was irretrievable and the country would be the king, he still had countless questions in his heart and wanted to ask the younger generations of the future.

"Okay, okay, since you are from the afterlife, then I will ask you, can I still save this Ming?"

This is what Chongzhen wants to know the most.

At present, Li Zicheng has burned the Forbidden City, staining the mountains and rivers with blood.

Even if he can be saved, he Chongzhen may not be ashamed to be an emperor!

However, he didn't want to just give up.

Because, what he thinks about is no longer the throne of the emperor, but the people of the world.

Hearing Chongzhen's question, Xia Xuan understood it in his heart.

Before he came here, he had already thought that Chongzhen would definitely have this question.

But this question seems simple, after all, history is there.

But for Chongzhen, does he really want to hear the real answer?

Seeing that Xia Xuan was very embarrassed, Chongzhen stood up and staggered to him.

Hands clung to him.

"You tell me, this Da Ming, is there a way to save it?"

His eyes were filled with endless desolation and daring.

The audience in front of the TV saw it in their eyes, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in their hearts.

"Mom, Jue Juezi, this Chongzhen's eyes, and that tone, are really too piercing."

"Alas, it's all like this, does he still want to save such a mess?"

"Brothers, you don't understand, Chongzhen is the emperor, and the Ming Dynasty is the foundation, how can you not save it?"

"I suddenly understood the difficulties of the ancient kings, look at Chongzhen's desolate and daring eyes."

At this moment, it seemed that everyone was deeply attracted by Chongzhen, and looking at him, it led to countless reveries.

Ancient emperors, is it easy to sit? Is it simple?

Many people fought for that position, and they kept waging wars and coups d'état.

But in that position, those who have sat in it know that it is not easy to sit.

The people are bitter, and they have to blame him!

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are also to blame him, and a whole dynasty is to blame!

The lord of a country must think about the suffering of the people, and he must fight against foreign enemies and hurt himself.

Every day, the court reviews and rehearses, and the people are dissatisfied.

But he had to think about the people!

Chongzhen at this moment, even if he killed his wife and daughter, his heart hurt incomparably!

However, this pain, compared with the loss of the country, may not be worth mentioning!

Seeing that Xia Xuan still didn't have any anyway, Chongzhen seemed to understand something, let go of his hands, and retreated again and again.

He said slowly: "I am already full of holes, there is still medicine to save there, and there is still a way to find it!" ”

"Since Li Zicheng likes the most difficult position in the world, let him sit down."

"I'm tired, it's time to rest!"

At this time, Chongzhen returned to his previous appearance, delirious, and his eyes were blank.

I slipped and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Wang Chengen reacted quickly enough and hurriedly caught him.

"Your Majesty. You have to take care. ”

"If there is no you, this Ming country is really gone."

"As long as you are still in the day, then Li Zicheng will not dare to be the emperor, this Daming country is still a Daming country."

I don't know when, the old eunuch Wang Chengen already had tears in his eyes.

He has served in Chongzhen all his life, and this Ming Dynasty is more like his cherished home.

But no one wants to get to this point.

He can understand the despair and unwillingness in Chongzhen's heart at this moment.

Who can do it, really give up their own country to others.

When the two of them heard that Xia Xuan was from the afterlife, they originally had hope in their hearts.

thought that Xia Xuan could show them a clear way to save the Daming mountains and rivers that were about to decline.

But from Xia Xuan's eyes and expression, they could see that this country was probably not guaranteed!

A gust of wind blew, as if it had woken up Chongzhen again.

He pushed away Wang Chengen on the side, and looked at Xia Xuan in front of him with dead eyes.

He got the answer to that question just now, so he didn't plan to ask Xia Xuan to answer it.

However, the next question in his heart, no matter what, has to let Xia Xuan say a few points.

Chongzhen calmed down, as if it was not Xia Xuan who crossed over to see him, but he crossed over to see Xia Xuan.

But there are too many problems in my heart, and I don't have a clue at all, so I have to sort it out.

When he looked at Xia Xuan again, there was a little more fear in his eyes.

It wasn't Xia Xuan who was afraid, and he Chongzhen knew it in his heart.

If his next questions are still the same as the question just now, which is a bad answer, can he bear it in his heart!

He wanted to speak, but hesitated.

I wanted to stop talking, and I was terrified.

In his eyes, he was surprised and scared.

A question came to his mind, and he thought he should ask it, but he immediately rejected it.

In this way, Xia Xuan looked at the cautious emperor in front of him, for fear of making a mistake, and a trace of pity arose in his heart.

Chongzhen, Chongzhen!

If you had been as careful as you had been before, you would have wanted to be in this situation.

Why is this the case?

In this way, after a while, Chongzhen slowly spoke.