"It's too much!!!"

In the Huaxia Terrace, Ono Hongro could not sit still: "You are insulting us birdmen!"

Chen Wanrong looked at him calmly: "You can't sit still?"

"Think about what you have done to us!"

"If you hurt yourself, do you know anger and shame?!"

"Aren't you polite and honest? This is just a show, and you're stimulated?"

Chen Wanrong said coldly: "As long as the toilet is still there for a day, no matter how kind you are, it is just a wolf-skinned sheepskin. The feud will never be relieved. If you want to use sugar coating to corrupt the hearts of the people, please ask me if I agree!"

Smith pressed his hand and signaled Kenro Ono to sit down.

Kenro Ono dared not not give face to the boss, so he had to sit down with resentment.

He found that with the popularity of the collection of Chinese, Chinese people are becoming increasingly difficult to deceive.

They will begin to discover many deep tricks and longer-term conspiracies...

This is not a good thing for brown rice and waste birds!

They looked at Jiang Yi and thought that time was coming soon, and his death was about to come!

In the picture!

The devoured envoy did not dare to say much, so he had to pick up a dagger handed to him by the guard, gritted his teeth, and stabbed him...

Wu Zetian looked at the envoys who were like frightened birds and began to show kindness and power: "What happened today has nothing to do with you, but they have a feud with me in China. You just need to abide by the covenant, and I will not attack you for no reason----"

"Thank you, Holy Emperor!"

"Thank you, Holy Emperor!"

The other envoys instantly took it as if they had a reassurance pill, feeling relieved.

Wu Zetian waved his hand, and countless fireworks rose near the Phoenix and Tianshu, and the "bang bang" sound resounded throughout the past and present!

The snow-filled god capital, thousands of fireworks burned out the night sky, making people fascinated and fascinated.

What a beautiful ancient scene, the fireworks, and the ancestors, are still there...

Jiang Yi and the audience were intoxicated and enjoyed the beauty and peace in this noisy.

"I am here to wish all future generations peace and happiness. I wish you all the food and clothing every year!"

Wu Zetian's tone was completely different from the coldness he had just now. At this time, it was like an old lady asking future generations: "I hope you will be more than every year and be happy every day!"

"No matter what happens, remember that your ancestors are here and be happy!"

"If this show continues next year, you have to follow Jiang Yi to watch the Fenghua of the Great Zhou and see different scenery!"

"I will wait for you to see you in my lifetime!"

Wu Zetian curled his lips and smiled, as if he was connoting Jiang Yi: "Don't let this kid Jiang Yi come secretly..."

The audience, who were originally immersed in the beauty and pleasure, were instantly happy.

"Hahaha, if I hadn't known that this was a national TV program and had watched some special effects, I would have doubted whether Jiang Shen had really traveled through time!"

"That's right, this is the national station. I don't believe that other stations can have such a design!"

Jiang Yi raised his lips slightly and held his fist at Wu Zetian: "The ancestors joked about me, how dare I watch these fireworks alone?"

"That's great, let's see in future generations---these nations come to pay tribute!"

Wu Zetian smiled with relief, opened his hands again, and pointed the mirror of time and space at the envoys of all countries. They all performed my Chinese fist-clamping ceremony and bowed to the later generations and said, "I have seen Chinese future generations. Today we are here to worship the Emperor of China!"

"See each other!"

The audience was excited and played with barrage: "Hahaha, this made us feel the addiction to being an emperor!"

"The sense of substitution is very strong, I feel like I am lying on a dragon bed now!"

"Thank you, the Empress!"

The audience was shocked by this first perspective. All the envoys of all countries bowed their heads, and as long as their fists were hard, they could do whatever they wanted!

But from this etiquette, they realized something else.

The first thing to use is to "see" rather than "visit".

The second thing is to hold the fist, not kneeling down.

These signs not only show the power of our China, but also show our great spirit of spreading the world with etiquette.

Except for the Qing Dynasty, most ancestors' conquest focused on land, and rarely suppressed the dignity of the people, making innocent people bent their knees.

The mind of a great country has actually always been permeated with the history of China's civilization.

It is precisely because of this that when seeing this scene, the audience did not feel regret or dissatisfied. Instead, they were proud of the empress's right kindness and power.

This is the character of us Chinese!

Under the instruction of the empress, Jiang Yi opened the Wu Zhou time and space half an hour later, and Wu Zetian was already sitting on the dragon chaise in the hall resting with some fatigue.

She is trying her best to recover her physical strength, because she knows that she can still see the future generations later.

"Director Wu and Tangzong of Han, do you think this building needs to be demolished?"

Seeing Wu Zetian's condition, Emperor Qin Shi asked for help.

Emperor Wu of Han thought of the scene of dragon and phoenix, and the scene of worship of thousands of people. He looked at Wu Zetian with his eyes squinting and thought carefully.

After a moment, he sighed and said, "She deserves this empress!"

"Since the royal man lost to a woman at that time, that was also his incompetence. I don't need to be demolished. At least I see that the building is worthy of her!"

"What's more, a woman can do such a thing, what else can't be done?"

After saying that, Emperor Wu of Han looked at Li Shimin.

He could accept it so quickly because it was not in the Han Dynasty, and it was impossible to completely empathize with it.

Zhu Yuanzhang and others also focused their attention on Taizong's side.

They knew that what the empress wanted the most was the recognition of her ex-deceased husband.

But neither of them is qualified to forgive Wu Zetian on behalf of Li Shimin.

Li Shimin put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and he had not spoken for a long time, only the constant and heavy breathing sounded in ancient and modern times.

After about a cup of tea, Li Shimin solemnly looked at Wu Zetian and said, "Mei Niang, you made it..."

"I recognize it!"

"You have made great contributions to the Tang Dynasty and even to China!"

Suddenly!

Wu Zetian stood up like a conditioned reflex, and all the emotions in his heart seemed to be released!

The uneasiness and uneasiness that had been accumulated in my heart in my later years disappeared!

She felt...unprecedented!

But there were no tears in the corners of her eyes, because the pressure she had been under over the years had already made her shed tears in countless late nights.

Her hand that stretched forward trembled slightly, trying her best to suppress her inner emotions!

The wrinkles on her hands were clearly visible. She wanted to speak, but she seemed too excited to speak.

For a moment, she seemed to want nothing, and wanted to go back to the girl's generation that had not yet entered the palace, and could tell her mother happily: "Why wouldn't it be a blessing to serve the wise king?"

After all, she was a woman, but she supported the world with no successor at that time...

After trying to speak a few times, she could finally look at Li Shimin and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty..."
Chapter completed!