Chapter 6: Review of the 9th place on the Huaxia Hero List
The next day, early morning.
The first ray of sunlight shone in through the window of the rented room, Gu Shanhe opened his eyes, and the first thing he did was take out his phone to check the balance.
146,000.
Still there.
He grinned, rolled off the bed, and washed up simply.
Then he went downstairs, came to the entrance of a breakfast shop, bought two buns and a cup of soy milk, and squatted on the side of the road to eat.
The buns were meat-filled, oily with every bite, and the soy milk was freshly ground, with extra sugar added by the boss.
Three months ago, this was his daily standard.
Before yesterday, this was a delicacy he didn't even dare to dream of.
Gu Shanhe chewed the bun and looked up at the sky.
The sky was blue, and there was nothing there.
But he knew that on the other side of that blue sky, countless ancients were staring at the sky screen, waiting for him to post the second video.
"System, the second video is ready."
【Please start production, host.】
Gu Shanhe finished the bun in three or four bites, threw the soy milk cup into the trash can, and walked quickly back to the rented room.
He turned on the computer, pulled up the data provided by the system, and started editing.
He had already thought of the protagonist this time.
Shi Kefa.
A famous anti-Qing general at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the backbone of Yangzhou City.
Gu Shanhe had read that part of history, and every time he read it, he felt blocked in his heart.
The Ten Days of Yangzhou, 800,000 soldiers and civilians were slaughtered, Shi Kefa died defending the isolated city, and after the city was broken, he was captured and would rather die than surrender.
Shouldn't such a person make the list?
Mouse clicks sounded densely, pictures were spliced one by one, and background music was timed section by section.
Gu Shanhe stared at the screen, his fingers flying, and three hours passed in a flash.
【Video production completed, do you want to post it?】
"Post."
【Posted successfully.】
The next second, the system prompt sounded:
【Ding! Detected that the host posted the second video, now issuing rewards...】
【Congratulations to the host, obtained one year of lifespan!】
Gu Shanhe was stunned.
Lifespan?
He hurriedly opened the personal panel:
【Host: Gu Shanhe】
【Age: 24】
【Lifespan: 64 years (63+1)】
【Physique: 6】
【Strength: 8】
【Speed: 5】
【Gold Finger: Myriad Worlds Sky Screen System (Bound)】
【Emotion Value: 100,000 points】
Gu Shanhe stared at the line "Lifespan 64 years" and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
He was 24 now, plus 64 years, he could live to 88.
"System, does this mean... I can live one more year?"
【Returning to the host, yes. Every time the host posts a video, there is a chance to get a lifespan reward. The specific reward content is random.】
Gu Shanhe took a deep breath.
Lifespan, this thing, no amount of money can buy it.
He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked:
"System, if I post enough videos, can I live forever?"
【Theoretically, yes.】
Gu Shanhe's heart jumped hard.
Immortality?
He, a poor guy who had been unemployed for three months, was dumped, and almost couldn't pay the rent, actually had a chance at immortality?
"Holy crap."
Gu Shanhe sat in the chair for a long time before he caught his breath.
……
Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.
The morning court had just begun when a guard rushed in, stumbling:
"Report—! Your Majesty! The sky screen! The sky screen is lit up again!"
Ying Zheng stood up abruptly, his dragon robe swinging:
"Dismiss the court! Everyone follow me to watch!"
The civil and military officials followed him out of the hall in a rush.
On the sky screen, golden light flowed, and new pictures were condensing.
Meng Tian stood beside Ying Zheng and couldn't help but say:
"Your Majesty, I don't know which hero it is this time?"
Ying Zheng didn't speak, his eyes fixed on the sky screen.
The picture gradually became clear, and a line of large characters emerged:
【Review of the 9th place on the Huaxia Hero List: Shi Kefa】
"Shi Kefa?"
Meng Yi frowned, "Another name I haven't heard of."
Li Si said slowly: "It seems to be a person of later generations again."
Ying Zheng gave an "um," his gaze deep.
Later generations... his Great Qin would also have later generations.
It's just that I don't know what the scene of later generations will be like.
The picture on the sky screen began to play.
The sound of wind and snow rose, banners fluttered, and on an ancient city wall, a middle-aged man in official uniform stood with his hands behind his back, facing the distance.
【Shi Kefa, courtesy name Xianzhe, from Xiangfu, Henan. A top-ranking imperial scholar in the first year of Chongzhen of the Great Ming, he originally wanted to serve the country with pen and ink, but the Chuang King broke the capital, the Qing army knocked on the pass, and this Great Ming empire... had reached the point of extinction.】
Qin Dynasty.
"Chongzhen?"
Wang Jian was stunned, "What kind of reign title is this?"
Li Si pondered: "It should be the reign title of a certain dynasty in later generations."
"Great Ming empire..."
Ying Zheng repeated these four words slowly, his brows slightly furrowed.
Another dynasty.
Another dynasty about to perish.
On the sky screen, the picture changed.
Shi Kefa touched the bricks of the city wall, his voice becoming powerful:
【(Touching the city wall bricks, voice turning powerful) In the year of Jiashen, the Hongguang Emperor ascended the throne in Nanjing and ordered me to supervise the army in Yangzhou. The world says Yangzhou is the richest in the world, but they don't know that the grain and grass in the city can only last for three days, and Duoduo's 100,000-strong army outside the city has already surrounded it. Those generals, Liu Liangzuo, Liu Zeqing... hung up the surrender flags again last night.】
Han Dynasty plane.
Liu Che heard the words "100,000-strong army surrounded," and his brows twitched:
"Grain and grass can only last for three days, and there is a 100,000-strong army surrounding the city, how can this battle be fought?"
Wei Qing said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, in such a desperate situation, being able to hold on for one day is rare."
Huo Qubing stared at the sky screen without speaking, but there was more gravity in his eyes.
He was also a person who had fought hard battles and knew what it felt like to have grain and grass cut off.
Tang Dynasty, Zhenguan period.
Cheng Yaojin scratched his head: "This Shi Kefa, sounds like a civil official?"
Li Jing nodded: "A scholar who passed the imperial examination in the first year of Chongzhen, indeed a civil official."
"A civil official defending the city?"
Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened, "And three thousand against one hundred thousand?"
Qin Qiong said softly: "General Cheng, don't underestimate civil officials. The bones of some scholars are harder than those of military generals."
Cheng Yaojin stopped talking.
On the sky screen, Shi Kefa's voice suddenly rose:
【But the Yangzhou city wall is still there! Four thousand local braves are still there! I, Shi Kefa, am still here! On the 25th of the fourth month, the Qing army's red-clothed cannons bombarded the northwest corner, and a personal soldier knelt and begged: "The cabinet minister's body is tied to the world, why not take refuge for a while?"】
【Refuge? If I take one step back today, the Jianghuai region will retreat a thousand miles tomorrow. This Yangzhou city is Shi Kefa's coffin!】
Ming Dynasty, Hongwu plane.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up abruptly: "Good! Well said!"
His eyes were fixed on the sky screen, his fists clenching and making a clicking sound.
"This Shi Kefa is an official of our Great Ming! He is a loyal minister of our Great Ming!"
Empress Ma said softly: "Your Majesty, don't be excited, watch first."
Zhu Yuanzhang breathed heavily: "Can I not be excited? Listen to what he said—This Yangzhou city is Shi Kefa's coffin! This is defending the city with a heart of certain death!"
Zhu Biao was also moved,
"Father, this person... is truly a loyal martyr."
Xu Da stood in the pile of generals and said in a deep voice: "The city is about to be broken, yet he refuses to retreat, this person has hard bones."
Lan Yu rarely didn't pick faults, just nodded.
Ming Dynasty, Yongle plane.
Zhu Di stared at the sky screen without saying a word.
Zhu Gaoxu couldn't help but say: "Father, is this Shi Kefa from our Great Ming?"
Zhu Di gave an "um."
"Then the Yangzhou he is defending is our Great Ming's Yangzhou?"
Zhu Di gave another "um."
Zhu Gaoxu was anxious: "Then what happened later? Was the city defended?"
Zhu Di didn't answer because he didn't know either.
Zhu Zhanji said in a low voice: "Grandfather, I think... maybe it wasn't defended."
Zhu Di looked down at him: "Why?"
Zhu Zhanji pointed at the sky screen,
"Look at what he said, four thousand local braves against one hundred thousand troops, grain and grass only enough for three days... this, how can this be defended?"
Zhu Di was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Zhanji is right. But even if it can't be defended, it must be defended. This is a loyal minister." ===== CHAPTER 7 =====
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