PFC Chapter 132 Ying Zheng's Popularity
Chapter 132 Ying Zheng's Popularity
Zhu Yuanzhang and his son were disgusted with him.
It is okay for people in later generations to wear their clothes, after all, they are their descendants. However, it would be fine if those foreigners bought their clothes openly through their descendants, but they chose to steal them, which is really despicable.
Most dynasties think like this.
If you need it, just buy it and wear it. Stealing is nothing.
How could they easily steal and learn Chinese things?
Several little guys were also very angry. Looking at their angry faces, Zhou Jia smiled and rubbed their heads one by one. "Okay, we will definitely not give in on these things. Even if we can't carry forward the things left by your ancestors, we can't let them be destroyed in our hands. Don't worry, no matter how many times these situations occur, we will definitely not compromise."
The voice was gentle and firm.
Not many people questioned Zhou Jia's words, because they had seen their performance in later generations and they still had confidence in them.
My opinion of foreigners has become increasingly negative.
After all, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there were a lot of people in the supermarket. The little ones couldn't take their eyes off the Yuan soldiers.
After all, mooncakes needed to be distributed to every dynasty, so Zhou Jia selected many different mooncakes and filled her hands with them. She instantly became the center of attention in the supermarket, with many shocked eyes looking at her.
Zhou Jia could even hear a few people whispering that she was crazy for carrying so many mooncakes.
The little ones accepted it well and each chose what they wanted.
Longbao mainly bought notebooks and pens, and Tiantian found a dusty Go board from somewhere. Zhou Jia was shocked when she saw it.
She had been to so many supermarkets in her life, but this was the first time she saw one selling Go, or maybe it was there but she had never paid attention to it.
Fengbao and Chebao each took a fake gun toy, while Yinbao took more, including food, stationery and other things.
They all returned with a full load, which made the people of all dynasties jealous.
After returning to the hotel, Zhou Jia immediately distributed the mooncakes to each family. Several little ones had already opened the mooncakes and tasted the flavors they wanted.
Zhou Jia didn't take anything and sat on the sofa thinking about tomorrow's plans.
But soon a small hand stretched out in front of him, making the mooncake look much bigger.
When she looked up, she saw Long Bao staring at her intently.
"Thank you!" Zhou Jia took it with a smile.
She doesn't really like mooncakes, but since Long Bao gave them to her, she definitely has to try them.
Zhou Jia was quite curious about their taste, and after just a quick glance, her eyes fell on Yin Bao.
Five kernels...
Zhou Jia silently looked away.
slip away.
"Everyone is familiar with the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I won't talk about it. I have other plans tomorrow..."
She was debating whether to bring the little ones along as the place was a bit far away.
"What arrangement?"
Che Bao asked doubtfully.
"Go somewhere."
Zhou Jia didn't say it clearly, and his expression was not as calm as usual, but seemed to be heavier.
The little guys didn't feel it, but the people of Wan Chao could clearly see the heaviness in Zhou Jia's eyes.
"tomorrow……"
秦
Ying Zheng recalled the time of later generations, pondered for a moment, and finally matched a page in the history book with the time of later generations.
Recalling the historical records, there was more coldness in his eyes, and the temperature in the hall dropped instantly.
Fusu, who was handling government affairs, shuddered and muttered secretly: "Miss Zhou Jia didn't provide air conditioning either..."
Fortunately, Ying Zheng's attention is not on him at all now, so he might not feel helpless about his own little tree again.
Only a small number of the pillars of the Qin Dynasty guessed what was going on, and most of them were only more familiar with the history of their own Qin Dynasty.
Wu Zhou
Wu Zhao had a rare moment of leisure today, and was sitting in the garden with Shangguan Wan'er and Princess Taiping, tasting mooncakes from later times.
"Let me test you two. Do you know what day tomorrow will be in the future?"
The tone was relaxed, and it wasn't really a test for either of them.
Taiping felt that the history of the Qing Dynasty was too humiliating when he read it before, so he didn't read the later part. In addition, he had been busy learning to handle government affairs recently, and he didn't even watch Zhou Jia's live broadcast. He only watched a few documentaries from later generations. He didn't know or understand many things.
Shangguan Wan'er was different. She was very good at history.
After thinking about it for a while, I knew what the future would be like.
There was also some sadness in his eyes, "September 18th."
Taiping didn't know what day it was and looked at them with confusion.
After Shangguan Wan'er finished her explanation, Taiping's heart and eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Those days... Mother Queen, I now feel that those people are still too annoying!"
Princess Taiping said bitterly.
Before the Xiaori period, there were quite a few people living in their Great Zhou. Ever since Zhou Jia expressed his hatred for him on the sky curtain, the people have been extremely wary of outsiders, as if they felt they were unwelcome. Many people from the Xiaori period have left in disgrace, and now only a small number are still there, including naturally quite a few official residents.
Wu Zhao chuckled, "Isn't it true that I have been training the army diligently?"
Just waiting to take action against them.
There were many emperors who made the same choice as Wu Zhao. Although that place was small and not difficult to occupy, since later generations had a need for it, they, as ancestors, must give their descendants revenge.
They can't destroy it, so let them set an example first!
Zhou Jia didn't know what their dynasties were doing. She was still immersed in her own world, thinking about tomorrow's affairs, when she heard her cell phone ringing.
Her dad called.
When she saw the phone call, she knew without even thinking that the person calling must be asking her if she had eaten, and then she should remember to buy mooncakes.
The voice coming out of the microphone was exactly the same as she had guessed.
Zhou Jia spoke in dialect, and many people from various dynasties did not understand what she was saying. In the end, the most impressive thing was the word "e".
As soon as my dad hung up the phone, my mom called and the content of the call was almost the same.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jia realized that the little guys were staring at her intently.
"What's with that expression on your face?"
Feng Bao shook her head and said, "I was just thinking, even though it's the day to go home and reunite, you guys don't seem to care too much?"
Just now, from what they heard from Zhou Jia's parents, it seemed that they thought it was normal for her not to go home, which was simply impossible for them at that time.
During every festive occasion, as long as we can go back home, we will definitely try our best to do so.
It would have been fine if they had it inconvenient at that time, but why is it that they don’t pay attention to it now that transportation is so convenient?
"Because workers are busy with work, they may need to work overtime on holidays. Although they get triple pay, another point is that the holiday settings are unreasonable. I really don't understand the adjustment of holidays. The last reason is that it is convenient, but there are too many people. Have you ever seen people squeezed together..."
Zhou Jia shook her head and sat on the mat to play with her phone. "When the National Day and Spring Festival come, you will have a very profound experience. The roads will be full of cars and people, and the speed will be extremely slow."
A familiar sound of music was heard.
"What's that Wangchuan?" Feng Bao has good hearing and immediately understood what Zhou Jia opened. Confusedly, he walked to her side and stared at her phone, then logged into the Wangchuan Fenghualu page.
Zhou Jia smiled and said, "Let me show you a little bit how popular Ying Zheng is in our later generations!"