Zhou Jia, a writer, suddenly receives the "Unfulfilled Regrets System." She can livestream to change the life trajectories of historical figures in China who had unfulfilled regrets. Howeve...
"When you get to this place, you can do whatever you want. All I have to say is, don't let them die too easily. Thank you.
Especially your Majesty, this place considers Xu Fu their ancestor and the first emperor. As I said before, this is the biggest and most indelible black mark on you. Please destroy this place as soon as you have a ship."
Zhou Jia spoke very seriously, without any sign of joking.
Ying Zheng heard from her words her disgust and hatred for this place. Looking at the name displayed on the globe, his eyes became colder.
"Okay, I won't say much else. That's all for today. You can make your own arrangements. I'll see you tomorrow, my ancestors."
Zhou Jia closed the live broadcast, and Wan Chao continued to carry out their plan. However, while creating gunpowder, Ying Zheng did not forget to ask them to start recruiting skilled craftsmen for shipbuilding.
He must take the place that Zhou Jia particularly emphasized.
In later dynasties, people were not idle either. They followed Zhou Jia's advice and looked for people who were interested in bomb research. Perhaps they could really improve the strength of their weapons.
After finishing his typing task, Zhou Jia began to look for information. There was quite a lot of content about Wu Zhou, and it also involved the Tang Dynasty. When the time came, Li Shimin and others would definitely ask about the development of the Tang Dynasty after Wu Zhou, and Li Longji was also someone he could not skip.
As she searched, she realized that the events of the Tang Dynasty were already chaotic, and it would be difficult to tell the story fluently if she were to start again.
The next day, everyone in Wanchao was still waiting for Zhou Jia to start broadcasting on time. Zhou Jia did start broadcasting on time, but this time he was not sitting upright on the screen and talking to them. Instead, he was holding a book in his hand and reading it, saying to them:
"Good morning, old man. I told you I wouldn't be teaching you much today, just something lighthearted. So today's livestream will be on until I go to sleep. I'm not sure what you'll be watching, but the atmosphere will definitely be relaxing."
It was rare for Zhou Jia not to have a cold face like in the previous opening and let them prepare to be scolded.
So, many people asked on the screen: "So, girl, what are we going to do first thing today? Or girl, just do your thing. We're also curious about what your day is like."
Zhou Jia smiled and said, "That would be very boring. Every day I just write and draw, then eat and sleep. There's not much else I do, so my room is still the only place I can move around in."
What is a codeword?
Zhou Jia was intrigued by the question. "Coding is generally a term for writing, but I write novels, or storybooks. I'll tell you about our four great classics some other day. These are the literary masterpieces and treasures of our Chinese nation."
Qin
Ying Zheng paused as he listened, "Four Great Classics."
He suddenly remembered the "Lüshi Chunqiu" written by Lü Buwei, and wondered whether this thing had been passed down to later generations.
Ever since he knew that the Qin Dynasty perished early, he no longer had high expectations for the number of emperors. He hoped that more things from the Qin Dynasty could be passed down to later generations. However, from what he knew now, apart from his infamy, the only things that were passed down that seemed to be more famous were the Great Wall, his mausoleum, and other projects.
And although Zhou Jia did not describe his mausoleum in detail, he guessed that his imperial mausoleum might not be very safe.
Tomb robbing has existed since ancient times.
He didn't think he would survive.
It's nothing more than the number of times it's been stolen.
Although he thought so, if he really knew in the future that his tomb had been robbed, he felt that he would not be able to remain calm.
Zhou Jia continued to flip through the book in her hand for a while, then stretched herself and went out to make breakfast. She boiled some sweet potatoes and eggs, then poured some oatmeal mixed with some yogurt.
"Yes, aren't we going to talk about food later? For ordinary families who can't afford other meats, they eat eggs. Eggs are the best meat for ordinary families. But I guess most of you probably sell the eggs and don't want to give them to your children at home."
Halfway through her speech, she suddenly realized something. There didn't seem to be eggs among the items she had asked them to sign in and choose?
Zhou Jia slapped her head and said, "Sorry, sorry, I'll add an egg to breakfast from now on. Let me be clear in advance that this egg is for the baby's health, not for some of you parents to be reluctant to eat and sell. Don't think of depriving the baby of food."
She said this because the data transmitted from the background really showed that such things happened. Some parents are really unfit to be parents. After eating their own breakfast, they still come to snatch the children's food and force them to give them the food they chose every day.
Although the number of people in each plane is small, the number added together from countless planes is still a bit scary.
As soon as she said this, many parents who loved their children immediately started scolding her.
"How can there be such parents who even snatch food from their own children!"
"Miss Zhou Jia is right. Some parents are truly unworthy of being human. I've met many parents who withhold food from their children and treat them as tools. It's such a pity for those children. They were born into the wrong family and didn't meet good parents."
The people under the ten thousand dynasties sighed and groaned.
"I know very well what some of you have done. I'm telling you here today. If there are still some of you, you can forget about it. An elder bullying a child, do you have any shame?
Starting today, anything you get for free by signing in, if not used by the signer, will result in instant poisoning and death. The system's poison is incurable, so if you want to die, just try it."
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