"Xia Xuan, come here."

"I want to ask you."

"If I die today, then Li Zicheng, how will I treat the people of the world?"

As soon as Chongzhen's words came out, Xia Xuan didn't have time to answer, and the audience sitting in front of the TV all felt sad.

At the same time, they were eager to replace Xia Xuan to answer this question.

Even, really talk to Chongzhen.

"Oh my God, Chongzhen really makes people love and hate, what to do, I'm so sad, I want to cry."

"Before he died, he still thought about the people of the world, not about his own throne, from this point of view, Chongzhen is a good emperor, but he is also a poor monarch."

"Your Majesty, at the moment, this throne is not so easy to sit on, he Li Zicheng, he can't sit for long."

"Li Zicheng wants to sit on the throne, but he is still far away."

"Alas, a king, whether incompetent or not, as long as he cares about the people of the world before he dies, that is enough!"

In the live broadcast room, countless barrages slid by, and many people wanted to comfort Chongzhen.

Many people wanted to replace Xia Xuan and answer Chongzhen's question.

At this time, in the Institute of History, Wang Qingsheng was looking at the screen with dead eyes.

He couldn't even blink an eye.

I'm afraid that I will miss any subtle expression or detail in the blink of an eye.

At least so far, in Wang Qingsheng's imagination, Chongzhen should be like this before he died.

He may be incompetent, but he is not incompetent.

He was thinking about the people of the world.

The country can die, and the throne can allow Li Zicheng to sit.

I only hope that the people of the world can be well, and he will be at peace!

"Xia Xuan, Xia Xuan, in the face of such a pitiful and pitiful emperor, how do you answer?"

Wang Qingsheng's voice was very small, so small that only he could hear it.

He already has an inexplicable feeling for Chongzhen on the screen.

This may be a special feeling that everyone who studies history is born with.

Today, if Xia Xuan's "Collection of China" hadn't really touched Wang Qingsheng, he would not have been able to stay and continue to watch it.

Although the show was told to him by a student, it was the first time for him to really watch it seriously.

Before, he thought that "Collection of China" must be the kind of gimmick that has a little shallow understanding of history.

But today, it seems, he was wrong.

Completely wrong.

Because from the time Xia Xuan opened the crossing, when time was pulled into the Ming Dynasty, Wang Qingsheng was completely shocked.

The perfect restoration of the Forbidden City, the white clouds dyed red by the blood sun in the sky, and the raging fire and Chongzhen's sword piercing the heart.

Every step was perfectly presented, almost exactly as he had in mind.

Wang Qingsheng's hands trembled, he wanted to know, how would Xia Xuan answer this question next?

Did you tell Chongzhen directly?

After his death, Li Zicheng sat on the throne for forty-two days, and the rest of the days were almost all on the run?

And the people of the world are also suffering because of Li Zicheng?

Or is Xia Xuan going to make up a lie to deceive Chongzhen?

But no matter what it is, Wang Qingsheng doesn't want it.

Because Chongzhen is so pitiful, seeing his current appearance, he can't bear it.

But the result is obvious, Xia Xuanshi can't deceive Chongzhen.

Because he understands in his heart that now he is broadcasting live, and he has also synchronized to the CCTV set.

As a host now, if he takes the lead in lying, wouldn't he be a bad example for teenagers.

But to tell the truth, can the emperor in front of him, who has already lost his heart, really be able to bear it?

Xia Xuan calmed down and looked at Chongzhen expressionlessly.

"After King Li Zicheng entered Kyoto, he strictly ordered military discipline!"

"Those who welcome do not pay for food."

"Thou shalt not hurt anyone, thou shalt not rob money, and thou shalt not humiliate women!"

Hearing this, Chongzhen smiled indifferently, as if relieved.

If it is really as Xia Xuan said.

The Ming Dynasty, which has been turbulent all these years, has already had an unstable foundation, what about giving him Li Zicheng.

As long as the people of the world are fine, it is a big deal!

But Xia Xuan's next words made Chongzhen's whole person like a thunderbolt.

"But King Li Zicheng has hundreds of thousands of horses, marching for many days, and there is a shortage of food and grass, and within a few days, the army discipline will be slack."

Hearing this, Chongzhen suddenly raised his head and looked at Xia Xuan.

He seemed to have a premonition of a bad side, and he was about to be told by Xia Xuan.

His eyes were staring at Xia Xuan, his pupils dilated...

"Rob and kill the gentry and suppress the officials!"

"Plundering finances and humiliating wives and daughters!"

"Whew~"

As Xia Xuan's voice fell, a breeze blew, but it made people feel very cold and piercing.

Maybe the breeze is not biting, but it is Xia Xuan's words that make people feel the chill.

Chongzhen's eyes seemed to appear in front of him as the scene he had just described.

In Kyoto, the people complained of misery, women were unclothed and forced on the streets, and officials were even more corpses on the streets.

With such scenes appearing, how can Chongzhen accept it.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, and he looked at Xia Xuan.

"He Li Zicheng, how dare he do this to the people of the world, women, and officials."

"Why is he?"

"Didn't I tell him that if he held a grudge against me, then he would cut me into pieces, cut off my head, and hang it at the city gate."

"But don't hurt one of my people?"

"He Li Zicheng, that thief, how can he ......?"

Chongzhen's fist was clenched tightly, and his palm was already oozing blood, but he didn't feel the slightest pain.

His eyes were already full of tears.

He hated Li Zicheng and hated himself.

If it weren't for himself, why would the people of the world suffer so much?

At this time, Xia Xuan spoke again.

"After Li Zicheng entered Beijing, he was defeated at Shanhaiguan."

"Forty-one days later, he ascended the throne and became emperor, and on the forty-second day he began an endless life of fugitives."

"Eighteen years of fighting, but only one day of king!"

Originally, Chongzhen was still angry and unwilling.

But after hearing Xia Xuan's words, he was stunned at first, and then laughed.

"Hahaha......"

"I didn't expect this traitor to have such a day, very happy, really happy."

"Cheng'en, did you hear that, did you hear it?"

He shook the old eunuch Wang Chengen beside him and said.

And even more shocking and funny were the viewers watching in front of the TV.

Everyone knows that Li Zicheng was the emperor for forty-two days, which is something that almost everyone knows.

But it's also a common problem.

They never expected that Li Zicheng really understood that the day of sitting on the throne was indeed only one day.

And Wang Qingsheng, who was sitting in the historical research institute and watching, also had a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect that at a young age, I already have such attainments in understanding history, which can be taught and taught!"

His eyes were full of appreciation and liking for Xia Xuan.

Nowadays, more and more young people are reluctant to really understand history.

Many people often listen to the wind and rain, and under the various marketing and excessive interpretation of some marketing accounts, history has completely changed.

He never thought that Xia Xuan knew so much about history at such a young age.

It's a rarity.