Let you shoot a promotional video, but you shoot Xiuchun Dao

The representatives of Bangzi Country and Hua Country didn't like each other, and after a long time of coercion in private, they finally waited until the scene was over.

In order to prevent it from being too ugly later, Cao Qingshui said hello in advance.

"This time, we are adhering to the concept of friendship and exchanging about the history and culture of Huaguo. We can point out each other's shortcomings, but we hope that both sides will be based on the real history."

The implication is to warn Bangziguo not to speak nonsense.

However, if they had this self-knowledge, they wouldn't rush to China today for the so-called historical and cultural exchange event.

The representative, Li Zishuang, snorted coldly and looked backward.

Several historians from the Bangzi Kingdom are on standby, ready to fire at any time.

Li Zishuang was very satisfied. He glanced at Cao Qingshui condescendingly, and spoke slowly.

"Our Bangzi country is a country of etiquette. Since we have come to your home court, you should start it first, so as to give us room to play!"

Shameless!
Fang Xin rolled his eyes in his heart, but he didn't act rashly.

He is now in a decrepit physique, so if he doesn't cause trouble, he won't cause trouble.

What's more, with so many cameras pointed at him, the public is watching his every move. Once something doesn't suit people's wishes and word-of-mouth falls below the limit, he will really be cold!
"system!"

With a sad face, Fang Xin called the god-level director system that had been invisible for a long time.

"After all, I'm just a novice who has completed a task. I'm an amateur of history and culture. Wouldn't I be courting death if I play tricks with old scholars like Bangziguo? Are there any novice benefits!"

The god-level director system watched coldly.

I don't know if it's out of the pity of the other party's letter, or out of the need to ensure the completion of the task he issued.

The emotionless mechanical sound sounded again.

"The host can choose the secondary task."

Then a button jumped out of the void.

Fang Xin became a little more conscious, and a series of information flooded into his mind.

The main purpose of sideline tasks is to obtain the novice props and final rewards of sideline tasks after completion, and the difficulty is generally extremely high.

This time, the first sub-task issued by the system to Fang Xin is to make Zhu Xiuwen popular within two months, and the constant indicator is that the number of active fans on a certain wave reaches 8000 million.

But now, relying on Fang Xin's few memories left, he clearly remembered that Zhu Xiuwen's current number of fans is only 1000 million.

Wanting to achieve the goal of the secondary mission is tantamount to dreaming!
Fang Xin originally wanted to scold his mother, but he quickly saw the novice props and final rewards of the side mission.

The novice props are the 5000-year historical memory of China, which is enough to help him deal with several old scholars in Bangzi Kingdom!
And the final reward is a copy of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", or a handwritten version!
In Fang Xin's previous life, the book "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" was almost a hit.

But in this world, this book is definitely out of print!
With this book, historians can gradually construct the historical framework of the Ming Dynasty based on the content in it, and save Liu Juntong from worrying and staring every day.

Isn't it red?
He wants Zhu Xiuwen to be his trusty man!

Fang Xin clicked to accept.

The next moment, the novice props were distributed.

A large piece of historical data turned into nothingness and poured into Fang Xin's mind, causing him a headache all of a sudden.

"Are you OK!"

Cao Qingshui noticed Fang Xin's strangeness, and quickly stood up to support him.

Fang Xin pressed his head with his hands because of a headache, and felt as if there were seven or eight brats jumping around in his brain, almost bursting!
But luckily the pain only lasted 1 minute.

After 1 minute, Fang Xin slowly put down his hand.

Touching his forehead, his head was covered in cold sweat.

"I'm fine, I haven't rested much these two days, I just have a headache!"

Fang Xin resumed his understated tone, and patted Cao Qingshui on the shoulder to reassure the young Minister of Culture and Propaganda.

"I won't drop the chain for you later."

Cao Qingshui breathed a sigh of relief gratefully.

It is not the case in the eyes of others.

Li Zishuang, the representative of Bangzi Kingdom, gave a cold snort, crossed his legs, and spoke in a strange way.

"Minister Cao, can we start?"

Cao Qingshui bowed his head and exchanged glances with Fang Xin. After confirming that there was no problem, he asked the host to announce the official start of the "friendly" discussion.

"Representatives of Bangzi Kingdom, some time ago, I heard that you believed that the Forbidden City was given to Hua after the establishment of Bangzi Kingdom. I wonder if there are corresponding documents and materials to prove it?"

To come up is to show off your majesty, and the old scholars of Bangzi Kingdom are so blocked that you can't speak!
After all, this thing is really out of nothing!

To put it bluntly, when the Forbidden City began to be built, the people of Bangzi Kingdom were still affiliated with Huaxia!
"Sir, when you said this, you have already proved that you actually admit that the Forbidden City was built by the Bangzi Kingdom and given to the Hua Kingdom!"

No. 1 old scholar, Professor Jin Fuxian, a famous historian and cultural scientist in Bangzi Country, began to eloquently explain.

"The reason why it is claimed that the Forbidden City was built by Bangzi State and given to Hua State is because in Bangzi State, there is a very similar building called Jingfu Palace. Its architectural style is slightly different from the Forbidden City in Hua State in terms of details There is a difference, but it is only because the craftsmen who built the Forbidden City in Bangzi have improved."

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as Jin Fuxian finished speaking, Fang Xin couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

The faces of the people in Bangzi Kingdom suddenly became very ugly, and the people on Cao Qingshui's side were also dumbfounded.

"why are you laughing?"

Cao Qingshui asked in a low voice.

Fang Xin waved his hand.

He wanted to say that he was smiling enough to save face, and almost rolled under the table.

Jingfu Palace?
Just the Gyeongbokgung Palace, which was built decades earlier than the Forbidden City, with a unique architectural style and an area only half the size of the Forbidden City?

In his previous life, whenever Bangziguo boasted about Gyeongbokgung Palace, he would be severely slapped in the face by the Forbidden City, which was much bigger than it.

Not only in reality, but even in the historical dramas about the court filmed in the previous life, the court dramas in Bangzi Kingdom were much smaller than those in Hua Kingdom.

"No embarrassment, just want to ask this Professor Jin Fuxian a question."

Fang Xin finally had enough of laughing, wiped his tears with his sleeves, and then sat upright.

He aimed at his camera at a 45-degree angle, finding a perfect angle that could bring out his handsome face and serious eyes, and then he spoke.

"Professor Kim Bok-hyun, I would like to ask, when was Gyeongbokgung Palace built?"

"1395."

Kim Fuk-hyun seemed very proud, he raised his head to answer and added from time to time.

"According to our research on the historical and cultural materials in China, the Forbidden City was built in 1420, which is later than ours, and most of the architectural styles are similar. Isn't it enough to explain the problem?"