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Chapter 120 The Prince Who Didn't Exist in the Official History

He didn't realize it at first, but Jiang Zhou told him.

He didn't believe it and ran to ask his good cousin why every time he saw him being beaten, he not only failed to save him but also turned on him.

As a result, Yan Jiuxian had a surprised expression on his face, "you're such an idiot, you can see it", and he didn't intend to hide it at all, and didn't remind him: "Do you remember the pendant you broke when you were seven years old?"

Jiang Nan's mood at that time was like being struck by lightning eight hundred times.

Jiang Nan gritted her teeth, thinking that Fu Ziqi must be trying to harm him!
Fu Ziqi rolled his eyes at him unabashedly, "I think your idiocy has deepened, tsk."

When the class bell rang, Fu Zixi didn't bother to pay attention to him. He glanced at the timetable and twisted his face.

Fuck!physics!

What crime did she do?

After finally getting through two consecutive physics classes, the next one is Zhou Pepsi's class.

Zhou Pepsi teaches Chinese.

He was still unkempt, with messy hair, messy clothes, and a pair of extremely arrogant flip flops.

Zhou Pepsi carried a Chinese document rolled into a cylindrical shape in his armpit, walked to the podium, slapped it on the countertop, glanced under his eyes hidden under his hair, and cursed directly: "Everyone last night Have you become a thief? You’re so sleepy that you can’t straighten up?”

Sweeping from the top, 80.00% of the people in the first class fell.

Zhou Baishi muttered, "It seems that there is nothing to talk about today."

He turned his head and turned on the phone, "Okay! Play a movie to wake you up!"

Fu Ziqi: ...? ? ?
Jiang Nan forgot Fu Ziqi's contempt for him just now, and told her secretly: "Old Zhou is like this every time, he is definitely not angry, or he is lazy today, and he doesn't want to go to class, so he uses it to play~"

"Jiang Nan! Are you very good at it?" Zhou Baishi had sharp eyes, "Get out of here! You just sit on it!"

Jiang Nan: "...Old Zhou, I was wrong."

Zhou Pepsi: "Get out!"

Jiang Nan had no choice but to roll up dejectedly.

Zhou Baishi found a documentary to play, and he sat down in front of the podium while holding Jiang Nan, "Sit down! Don't move!"

Then he himself ran to Jiang Nan's seat in the last row.

Zhou Baishi yawned and lay down directly.

Fu Ziqi: "..."

It's so easy to be a teacher...

Fu Ziqi propped his chin to watch the movie Zhou Baishi was looking for, only to realize that it was not a movie, but a historical documentary.

Fu Ziqi had no impression of the dynasty mentioned in the documentary, it should have appeared after the demise of Changli.

The documentary talks about how the emperor grieved after the perfect prince of a certain dynasty died of a serious illness, and how the prince's son was so bastard.

But the narration is pretty good, and the content is quite interesting.

Fu Ziqi didn't listen much.

She just suddenly remembered the history book of Changli that she saw at Yan Jiuxian's house yesterday.

After she got home last night, she checked the Internet again, but found nothing.

Anyway, as long as the last emperor is mentioned, it is scolding.

The last emperor, Yan Ying, was not established as the prince, but was directly enthroned after the death of the previous emperor because he was the eldest son.

But Fu Zixi has a doubt.

——How did she remember that when she died, there was a prince?
She vaguely remembered that there was indeed a prince at that time... If the prince in her memory was the last emperor Yan Ying, why did the history books say that Yan Ying had never been a prince?If not, then why is there no record about the prince in the history books?Moreover, if there is already a prince, shouldn't the prince succeed after the king dies?

Fu Ziqi tried to recall whether she had handed over to the prince, but there was only a blank.

So, either she remembered it wrong, or something happened that year, so that all traces of that prince were wiped clean.

Fu Ziqi felt a little bored.It may be because her memory has not recovered for a long time, she is a little anxious...

Fu Ziqi looked up at the documentary.

[Many historians have found, after research, that if...]

Fu Ziqi lowered his eyes and whispered, "Did I remember wrong?"

"What did you remember wrong?" Zhou Baishi didn't fall asleep.

Fu Zi paused for a moment, "Did there ever be a crown prince during the Yonghe period of the Changli Dynasty?"

Zhou Baishi narrowed his eyes, sat up, and stretched his waist, "No. At least that's what it says in the history books. Didn't you learn this history in junior high school?"

Fu Ziqi: "..."

cough.

Zhou Baishi didn't know what his expression was, and he yawned again, "Do you know that there are unofficial histories besides official histories?"

Fu Ziqi: "Huh?"

Zhou Baishi said, "The records in the official history are like this. During the Yonghe period, there was no prince, so after the death of the Yonghe emperor, his bad-hearted eldest son took the throne."

Fu Ziqi felt something, "You mean, there are different things recorded in the unofficial history?"

Zhou Bai casually mentioned the titles of two unofficial histories in advance, "If you are interested, you can read these two books. These two books were written by folk literati in the late Changli period. It was mentioned in it that the first year of Yonghe As soon as Emperor Yonghe came to the throne, he appointed his own concubine, Zheng, as the empress, and the only one-year-old son of the empress at the time, as the prince."

"The eldest son of Emperor Yonghe is not the eldest son, but the third among all his sons."

Fu Ziqi pondered for a moment, then hesitated, "Is unofficial history more real than official history?"

Zhou Baishi raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and smiled, "Maybe it is, or it may not be. So in fact, many unofficial folk histories are fabricated with embellishments, but some are not. Besides, why do you believe that official history cannot be faked?" ?”

History books are all made up by people. Whether it is official history or history, it depends on what the world is willing to believe.

But after a while, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.Zhou Baishi was not even curious why she would ask such a question. He got up and went to the podium to get the book, and slapped Jiang Nan's brain with the book a few times: "See how messy your desk is? Clean it up yourself!"

Jiang Nan: "..."

If Lao Zhou's own desk was tidier, it might be more convincing to say this.

How dare he do it? !
Jiang Nan winked at Zhou Baishi's back for a while, then angrily returned to her seat.

"What did you chat with Lao Zhou so happily just now?"

Fu Ziqi, who was not happy, said, "Let's talk about how to punish you for cleaning the toilet."

Jiang Nan: How speechless!
Jiang Nan was so angry that she was sweating.

Fu Ziqi remembered, "Oh, by the way, you should put the elixir I want to sell on the online store today."

Jiang Nan was annoyed, "How do I know what you want to list?"

"All the pills I put on the shelf in the pill room are for sale."

"...What's the name of those medicines?"

Fu Ziqi tilted his head to look at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and punched him with a fist: "I told you not to be serious in class!"

Jiang Nan was dumbfounded, "No, miss, what is the relationship between the two?"

(End of this chapter)