Zhao Jun looked at everyone and spoke slowly, like a huge bell. Every word was like a knife, striking everyone's heart.
"Our later generations are not like the present. You only care about whether you can keep your power and the position under your buttocks. You think that if you abandon your dignity, kneel down and kowtow to the outside world, brutally suppress the people at home, and kneel down and beg for mercy from the Liao, Jin, and Mongolia, you can continue to be your emperor and your high official."
"But in later generations, national dignity comes before everything else. This is because we have experienced so many things that have humiliated and lost our sovereignty. Starting from the late Qing Dynasty, a series of unequal treaties turned our great China into a foreign colony."
"The Japanese invaders were rampant, and the country was shattered. If it weren't for the 400 million Chinese compatriots who united as one and ultimately defeated Japan, I'm afraid the Han people would have been wiped out long ago."
Some people remained silent because they knew very well that the Song Dynasty was indeed extremely depressed now.
Others had expressions of embarrassment or impotent rage on their faces.
Zhao Jun looked around, his gaze finally fixed on Zhao Zhen's face, who had been furious but now looked stunned. He said in a deep voice, "Grandfather, there are some things you have to admit. The Great Song Dynasty was weak for three hundred years between the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties. It never achieved unification. It is in no way comparable to those great dynasties that unified China!"
"Decades ago, the Liao people were so powerful that even after being defeated, they forced the Song Dynasty to pay tribute. Decades later, the Jin army marched into Bianliang, stormed the city, captured the two Song emperors, raped countless Song women, and trampled on the Song Dynasty's reputation!"
"Zhao Zhen! You're the epitome of shamelessness. If you were still a man, you should think about how to change the Song Dynasty's pathetic situation and how to change the Song Dynasty's reputation that has already been finalized by future generations."
"Instead of standing here and yelling at one of your descendants, forcing him to kneel down and apologize to you. You're just bullying yourself. Even if you kill me, in my heart, and in the hearts of countless people in the future, you'll still be worse than an animal!"
"China has always been rich in people with an indomitable spirit, and a great man emerged who decisively launched the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, defeating the arrogant Americans. Otherwise, how could New China have achieved such international status in later generations?"
"So, the reason we, the descendants of the Song Dynasty, were able to establish our nation was through force and the indomitable spirit. Did the Song Dynasty lack men of courage? Absolutely not. What it lacked was emperors of courage!"
"These great men of the Zhao family basically have their ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall of our village, but we only burn incense and pay our respects to you during festivals and call you ancestors. If we don't respect you, we'll point at your forehead and call you losers!"
When Zhao Jun said the last words, his eyes were red and his face was extremely excited, and he almost shouted!
Vent your anger!
Between the fields.
There was silence.
(End of this chapter)
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