"oh!my-god! The Tang and Song lyrics of China, there are 75,730 poems in existence alone!"

Seeing this number, a group of people from the outside world were stunned. Their mouths were slightly opened and their eyes couldn't help but stretch, as if they had seen something incredible.

As for the dynasties that collect China for China, in addition to the Tang and Song dynasties, China also has major periods such as the Qin, Han and Ming dynasties. Will there be more periods in these periods?

A tsunami swept across his mind, and a "scary" sound rang out.

They instantly felt like they were riding a small boat, as small as an ant in the vast sea of ​​Chinese civilization.

"The civilization that China has is too powerful and brilliant!"

"What should I do if I want to know the ancient Eastern country more and more?"

"To be honest, if Chinese people can have more backbone and the civilization they carry, they will really be worthy of the whole world's attention!"

"It's a pity that there are too many people in their place who admire foreign countries. It's not without reason that we look down on them. On the contrary, we can find enough reasons and basis."

Foreigners were constantly communicating in the barrage, and many Chinese audiences were angry.

A foreigner who had been to China once typed in the forum under the vertical screen live broadcast room:

"I have also visited China because I admire this civilization. The foundation there is really good. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in the world. The Terracotta Warriors alone are amazing."

"But many people there seem to have inferiority in their hearts. At the beginning, I would treat them as people from the Celestial Empire, respect them enough, and even envy and worship them."

"But some people treat me like they are for my grandfather and father, making me feel more and more superior to them. To be honest, it can indeed be regarded as our holy land."

"But, from that time on, I looked down on them. They should have been giants in their bones and civilization. They could have been with us with their chests and heads raised, but they were humble to us.

If I were the ancestors of China, I would be extremely disappointed with these people when I saw this scene."

After saying that, the white-haired old man in front of the screen pulled back his hand typing on the keyboard.

He said this to the Chinese, and he hoped that the Chinese would realize this.

Although he is from the foreign land, he does not hate this nation. However, with such a civilized group, there are actually many people kneeling down. How can it not be sad?

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, they instantly aroused heated discussions among countless Chinese audiences.

"Huaxia is different now. You should stare at that group of people and see that we have nothing to say. They are indeed embarrassed, but they cannot represent the mainstream!"

"Did the compatriots in China see that we have to be strong in our bones and look down on ourselves, how can others respect us?"

"Respect is never something that is sought by humility. We must have our own national stance and confidence. Only in this way can we hold our heads up and stand up to our chests no matter what kind of people we meet!"

In front of the screen, more and more Chinese audiences were ignited in their hearts.

This fire is called - cultural confidence.

We should have clearly known how brilliant and worthy of pride in our civilization, but we don’t know when this fire actually faded away, but it doesn’t matter.

As long as there is a trace of sparks in our hearts, we can turn it into a raging fire and burn the entire plain.

This is a power we were born with, and our ancestors had already carved it into our bloodlines.

The beacon has been passed down to us, so what if it is a little weak?

At worst, just reignite.

When Xin Qiji heard that later generations were memorizing tirelessly, he became even more confused: "You love my poems so much?"

"Poetry is a treasure of Chinese civilization, and later generations of China have always been involved in Tang poetry and Song lyrics."

"This is true? More than 800 years later, will later generations actually recite poems?"

Xin Qiji could hardly imagine that he often reads poems by some excellent poets, but he always believed that from the demise of the Tang Dynasty in 907 AD to the present, it has been at most nearly three hundred years, and it is normal that poetry is still popular.

But more than 800 years later, poetry is not only popular, but also has to be memorized in later generations. This is really unimaginable!

Xin Qiji's heart was suddenly attracted by the life of later generations and asked, "Does there be many people in the future?"

"Um……"

Jiang Yi quickly sorted out his language and said, "All Chinese scholars can recite it."

"Well, probably..."

Jiang Yi pondered for a moment, and the facial features of our ancestors became slightly distorted. You should remember it soon!

"There are about 28,900 students at all levels and of various academic qualifications."

Facing Xin Qiji, Jiang Yi thought about it and still couldn't use 100 million units.

Yi Yi was explained in the "Records of Mathematical Skills" by Xu Yue of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the article records:

"In ancient times, there were tens of millions, tens of millions of gold, and tens of gold were Beijing. There were two other methods of accumulation: tens of millions of gold were Beijing; and the titular gold was Beijing."

Ying Shao's "Fengsu Tong" in the Eastern Han Dynasty recorded: "One hundred thousand is called billions, one billion is called a canon, ten nuggets is called a sutra, and ten classics are called Gai."

The explanation of the algorithm in the "Commentary" in the Kangxi Dictionary is as follows: "There are two methods of large and small numbers, and the decimal numbers are tens of equals, tens of thousands of numbers are billions, and tens of billions are nicknames; the large numbers are tens of thousands of numbers are equals, tens of thousands of numbers are equals, tens of thousands of numbers are equals

Ten thousand, ten thousand is ten thousand for billions.”

From this we can see that in ancient China, most of the ancient Chinese used 100,000 as billions, and there was no unified standard. Some used "100 million" to call billions, and some used "100 trillion" to call billions.

It was not until 1944 that it was unified as "Ninety-five is billion".

If Jiang Yi also called Xin Qiji Yi Yi, then this number would have dropped a lot.

Xin Qiji was stunned when he heard this: "In the future, there were so many people memorizing poetry?!"

"The people in later generations were so prosperous?"

Jiang Yi nodded. This was of course unimaginable to his ancestors.

You should know that the population at the peak of the Southern Song Dynasty was only about 85 million. How could he have thought that one day even those who had memorized poetry would be able to reach millions of people?

"Will there be war in the future?"

"Are all the lost lands recovered? Can anyone dare to bully you?"

Xin Qiji looked at Jiang Yi very anxiously. Jiang Yi thought he would still focus on the lyrics, but he didn't expect that the first question was actually such a question.

He replied decisively: "Ancestors, there is no war in China in later generations, and no one dares to bully us anymore!"

“No war?”

Xin Qiji frowned and looked at Jiang Yi with a little dissatisfied: "How can we forget the battle in future generations?!"

"Don't you know that even if the world is safe, forgetting to fight will lead to danger!"

"A war is just not present at the moment, and it cannot mean that it will not happen in the future. No matter how prosperous the people in the future are, you must always remember it!"

"This idea in later generations is really too dangerous. Once you are weak, the thief will not come uninvited and wait for an opportunity to start a war, so never feel that there is no war!"

Xin Qiji approached Jiang Yi and said very seriously:
Chapter completed!