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Yang Yun walked over carrying large and small bags, stood under the tree respectfully and bowed, and then quietly listened to the Xiaodou people talking about ancient times.

What we are talking about now is the Wenjing rule of the Han Dynasty, that is, the affairs of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and his father.

Why did Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty make administrative mistakes and missed the best opportunity to seize the kingdoms of the princes, leaving his son Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty to suffer the chaos of the Seven Kings?

What about Xiao Gui, Cao Sui, Huang Lao's rule, and some unofficial history inserted intermittently. Within half an hour, these few Xiaodou people took off the cover of Wen Jing's rule.

This time he hit Yang Yun's strike zone. He resisted the desire to interrupt and tried to keep quiet.

I listened to this for more than half an hour.

"I have met Master Gongsun. I am Yang Yun and Yang Zhao is my sister."

Yang Yun delivered a large package of gifts to the root of the tree.

"This is a specialty from my hometown I brought to you. See if you like it."

"I only found out in the past few days that Yang Zhao has a younger brother."

The big ginkgo tree lowered a branch and flexibly opened the big bag, revealing a big bag and a colorful paper shell inside.

"This is……"

Yang Yun stared blankly at the big moving ginkgo tree, with a hint of fear in his heart.

The plants moved on their own, and the branches of a ginkgo tree moved freely like people.

"Yang Yun?"

"Ah...ah!"

Yang Yun raised a smile and went along, pointing at the big bag.

"This is the best compound fertilizer on the market, and I thought you might like someone else to bring half a bag."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and squatted down, opening another large box, revealing a large lamp with a long back panel inside.

"This is a solar lamp. As long as you let it bask in the sun during the day, it will light up at night, so you can also get light at night. Do you like it?"

While talking, Yang Yun unfolded the black solar panel.

"solar light?"

A few branches took over the solar lamp and explored it carefully.

The Xiaodou people next to him looked at Yang Yun in disbelief, and then turned to look at the Xiaodou people next to Yang Chao - Political Commissar Feng.

Political Commissar Feng pretended not to see these glances and turned his face away.

At first, he thought these two gifts were a bit outrageous, but as soon as Yang Yun explained, he felt a strange sense of appropriateness.

Nowadays, the minds of young people are lively, and they can come up with ideas. They are much better than the rigid minds of older people. The above have always emphasized that young people should be reused and their opinions should be listened to more.

He also obeyed the leadership's instructions and gave Yang Yun a space to perform.

"Then I have to take a closer look at night to see what solar lights are."

"Haha, it's so bright at night, you will definitely like it."

"Fellow Daoist Gongsun, I wonder if this solar lamp can be called an eye-opener?"

An old boy's voice suddenly sounded, which made Yang Yun tremble. He followed the sound and found that there was a little old man not far from the big tree.

The old man's sparse hair and gray beard stood so trembling that anyone standing next to him was afraid of him lying on the ground.

Yang Yun's eyes almost dropped.

No... since when has there been an old man here? Where did it come from? Why haven't I seen it? It couldn't have grown out of the ground, right?

Although it felt like something was wrong with the world, Yang Yun recognized the old man.

"You are Uncle Qin...ah, no...Senior Qin, right? Yang Yun has met Senior Qin."

He bowed his hands honestly, with a slight smile on his face.

"I didn't know you were here. I forgot about your gift."

The old shark named Qin smiled, his face full of kindness. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I just like to hear a story. In the past few days, you guys have come here every day to tell fellow Taoist Gongsun about ancient times. I also like to come and listen to it if I have nothing to do."

"Fellow Daoist Qin doesn't listen to everything. You've never missed a day since they came here to talk about history."

The branches of the big ginkgo tree stretched out and placed the solar lamp in Old Shark Qin's hands.

"You can see it, but you can't see it in vain. I was just born and I don't have much good things in my hands. As an elder..."

"Hey, fellow Daoist Gongsun, with your personality, why do you just follow that guy Shen Ruoyu?"

The old shark surnamed Qin took the solar lamp, looked at it carefully, and carefully probed inside with his spiritual energy.

This solar lamp is made of metal and plastic. In order to prevent moisture, the entire lamp and solar panel are sealed and will break when opened.

"It's indeed very sophisticated, and it's not the same as Da Zhou's Lianqi."

He returned the solar lamp to the big ginkgo tree, took out a small sword from his arms, turned around and waved to Yang Yun.

"Come on, come on, this is a meeting gift for you, it can be used for foundation building."

Yang Yun's eyes lit up immediately.

"Senior, is this really for me?"

"Here you go. I also gave one to your sister last summer. But your sister practiced too fast. She probably hasn't even used the small sword."

The old shark named Qin used his spiritual power to hold the dagger in front of Yang Yun.

Yang Yun happily took the small sword: "Then thank you Qin Da...Senior Qin."

He happily held the small sword and rubbed it.

The small sword is silver-white in color, with the word "shark" carved on the hilt. The scabbard is very simple, with no patterns on it.

This length is like a small sword, more like a small dagger.

Although Yang Yun has a golden elixir sister like Yang Zhao, and he has also practiced Qi to the first level, he has never had the real feeling that he is a cultivator, and he has never touched a magic weapon at all.

This little sword was the first thing in his life that had the color of cultivation.

"Don't you, Chixian Shenzhou, have any magic weapons? Why are you so happy?"

Qin Xing, the old shark, asked casually, and Yang Yun's heart skipped a beat.

"No, this is my first time seeing a magic weapon."

Yang Yun was organizing words in his mind like crazy.

"The spiritual pressure of our Chi County Shenzhou is astonishingly high. No matter what treasure comes to us, it will be crushed by the spiritual pressure within two days."

He looked at the old shark named Qin between his brows with a smile.

"If you don't believe it, I grew up under the tree of Master Gongsun Zan. For twenty years, Master Gongsun Zan didn't say a word, let alone move a branch. As a result, I always thought that Gongsun Zan was the master. Uncle Master is just an ordinary ginkgo tree."

"To tell you the truth, I was shocked when I just saw Uncle Gongsun Yan talking and picking up things on branches."

"Oh?"

The old shark named Qin looked straight at Yang Yun with kind eyes.

"Twenty years without saying a word?"

"I haven't heard it anyway."

Yang Yun said this without any guilt. He had never heard the ginkgo tree talk since he was a child.

"Don't talk about Uncle Gongsun Zan, it's not easy for me to practice even in my small Qi training period. Every time I practice, the spiritual energy can crush me to death. Otherwise, why doesn't my sister go back and take a look? Isn't she just afraid? Is there any danger?"

Regardless of whether Yang Zhao didn't go home because he was afraid of danger, Yang Yun had given her a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)