Well done!
Zhou Jia gave him a thumbs up in her heart.
Zhu Di's kick was naturally not something Zhao Gou, an emperor who indulged in wine and sex all day long, could bear.
My body was about to fall apart and I couldn't even get up.
Song Dynasty
Zhao Kuangyin looked at everyone in the training space with a gloomy face. The emperor of the Song Dynasty was beaten, and he, the founding emperor, was also ashamed.
Seeing Zhao Gou trying to escape in a panic, Zhao Kuangyin was furious. "Zhao Gou! How can a dignified emperor escape so easily? Where do you put the people of the world? This is my grandson for generations. How did he become emperor?"
This happened in the rehearsal space, so no one would die. If something like this really happened in reality, he would only run faster.
Zhao Kuangyin became more and more anxious. He searched his system mall over and over again for a long time, but still couldn't find any historical books in the bookstore!
When will it be on?
The minister knelt on the ground and trembled.
Zhao Guangyi felt a little weird.
This seems like something he could do...
bright
Zhu Yuanzhang once said of Zhu Di, "You hit him, but he was so gentle. Wouldn't you hit him harder? If he's that capable, wouldn't you kill him with just one kick?"
But this kick really makes me feel relieved.
Why didn’t I pick him? This is the second time. I tried all the ones before him but he’s not the one I picked!
Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang became a little unhappy again and attacked without holding back.
Zhu Di covered his ears and cried, "It hurts, it hurts, big brother, save me!"
Zhu Biao knew that Zhu Yuanzhang was just joking with him, so he watched the show with a smile on his face.
Originally thought Zhu Yuanzhang would scold him, but after hearing what he said, Zhu Di was overjoyed. However, his face was still worried as he said, "He is the emperor after all. I have to give him some face. After all, we are in the same training ground."
"You've grown so strong that you dare to talk back at me!"
Zhu Yuanzhang hit Zhu Di on the head, and when he saw that his hand was about to fall again, Zhu Di ran away.
Rehearsal Space
Zhao Zhen was dissatisfied with Zhao Gou's escape, and was even more dissatisfied with Zhu Di for kicking Zhao Gou away.
This is rubbing the face of the Song Dynasty on the ground!
How can the Song Dynasty have the face to survive in the future?
Just as Zhao Zhen was about to speak, Fan Zhongyan lost his temper and spoke bluntly, "Your Majesty, this official is the Emperor of the Great Song. By doing this, you are slapping our Great Song in the face. You are showing too much disrespect for our Great Song."
When Zhu Di saw that it was Fan Zhongyan, his tone softened a bit, but his words were still harsh, "How can you, the Song Dynasty, still have the face to do this?"
Zhao Zhen, Fan Zhongyan, Ouyang Xiu and Yue Fei were all stunned.
What does this mean.
Zhou Jia looked at Zhao Zhen and said, "You, the Great Song, have no face behind us, let alone take you seriously. To put it bluntly, anyone with a bit of backbone would look down on you, the Great Song.
We in later generations always talk about what happens after traveling through time. Let’s just say that anyone who travels through time to your Song Dynasty must be aiming to destroy the royal family of your Song Dynasty.
Your Majesty Yongle has been very considerate, but I will not give him face. I will make it clear today that all my dissatisfaction and abuse against the Song Dynasty in the future will only be directed at the Song Dynasty royal family and those corrupt officials and treacherous ministers, and will never include the people of the Song Dynasty and those loyal people who serve the country.
Emperors of the Song Dynasty, with the exception of Zhao Kuangyin, you should all kneel before the people of the Song Dynasty! You should kneel before the loyal ministers you have betrayed!
So don't talk about face. The Song Dynasty has no face, and Zhao Gou has even less face!"
Because he was the emperor, Zhao Gou’s bronze statue has not yet been kneeling in front of General Yue Fei’s tomb.
So angry.
"So, Zhao Gou, die!"
Zhou Jia once again turned into a mad woman and punched and kicked Zhao Gou.
Seeing that Zhao Zhen, Fan Zhongyan and Ouyang Xiu still wanted to come forward to help, Zhu Di took his own Yao Guangxiao and his good grandson to block their way.
Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "Your Majesty, Fan Wenzheng, and Ouyang Wenzhong, let's wait and see. There's no rush, no rush."
It's okay for a person to know his posthumous title before he dies.
King Zheng of Qin felt that it was a waste of time. He could handle many things with this time.
When his patience was about to run out, Zhou Jia finally stopped, kicked Zhao Gou, and said, "You piece of trash, I'll settle the score with you later."
Zhao Gou was startled.
Why is he still coming? He has already beaten himself into this state!
Zhao Gou was angry but dared not speak out.
It had been a long time since Zhou Jia came out, so he had to go back quickly. After looking at King Zheng of Qin, he sighed silently in his heart.
I really want to hug Your Majesty.
But I'll find another chance next time.
"My dear ancestors, I will withdraw first. Please work hard."
Mimi sent her out.
After the little incident, all the rules of the game were finally announced.
[Emperor's Expansion War Exercise Rules:
All emperors have the same initial resources, one city and one hundred people. The map is randomly generated. This is a medical rest area. Emperors will be teleported here after being seriously injured, voluntarily withdrawing, or after their country is destroyed. This area is responsible for statistics of surviving emperors.
After the drill, all emperors were sent back to their original dynasties.
Note: Severe injuries in the training ground are real injuries. They will not cause harm to the human body after leaving the training space to recover.
In addition, the flow rate of time in the practice space is different from that in the outside world. One day in the outside world is equivalent to one year in the practice space. The duration of the practice is seven days, which is seven years.
Qin Wangzheng narrowed his eyes. He had thought it would be a daily exercise, just like a normal drill. But since it was seven days, it meant there were seven years in this space. So...
King Zheng of Qin quickly prepared a blueprint for his development in the next seven years in his mind.
"Have our body functions remained the same as in reality over the past seven years?" If they are the same, then there's nothing much to say. The only fear is that their strength will be reduced.
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