Mushroom House: The Zhonglie family was exposed by their daughter!

Heard the two words spoken by Yang Nan.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh instantly.

Although this poem was written by Yang Xiu.

But it can also be reflected.

For everything that the Yang family sacrificed before, they had no regrets.

But despite this.

When I thought that it was Yang Xiu who said it.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but feel a little awkward.

People like Yang Xiu....

You can even say such a thing?

This is really the old lady burrowing the quilt and giving the master a smile...

Zifeng was shocked for a moment.

couldn't help but sigh and said to Yang Nan.

"Nannan, I didn't expect your father to be so talented..."

"He was able to write such a poem..."

I saw Zifeng praising Yang Xiu.

Yang Nan smiled directly at her.

Apparently.

Here in Yang Nan.

All the words of praise Yang Xiu are very applicable.

..........

Nakayama thought for a moment.

I already have a decision in my mind.

Although the word "no regrets" is very simple.

But it shows the determination of the Yang family more simply.

So he decided.

These two words are used as the name of the poem.

Or.

Modify these two words.

Subsequently.

Zhongshan took a deep breath and said to Yang Nan.

"Little girl, I want to put this poem at the back of your Yang family's history. "

"When your father returns, I'll trouble you to tell him about it. "

"If he has any comments, please let me know. "

“......"

Hear Nakayama's words.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly took a deep breath.

"Shhhh Write this poem at the back of the history of the Yang family?!".

"Doesn't that mean... This poem will be written in the canonical history?!".

"Damn! Isn't Yang Xiu going to heaven?!".

"Cow beep... The poems you write can be written in the official history... It's like a heifer on a plane!".

"Just now, I was complaining about Yang Xiu with you... As a result, the poems written by others were all put into the official history. "

"Who's to say it isn't... Compared with Yang Xiu like this, we are simply clowns!".

“......"

It's not just the audience in the live broadcast room.

Even Teacher Huang couldn't help but feel a touch of shock in his pupils.

This poem was once written into history by Nakayama.

That means.

Even if it is a thousand years later, the Chinese people can still see this poem in historical materials.

This kind of thing.

It doesn't matter who it is.

It can be said that it is a thing that can glorify the ancestors!

Of course....

Except for the Yang family....

After all, everything that the ancestors of the Yang family did was there.

It's so hard to get past them.

It is simply impossible for a poem to do it.

Hear Nakayama's words.

Yang Nan responded: "Okay, when my father comes back, I will tell him." "

Nakayama nodded in satisfaction.

How to write the history of the Yang family.

He already had a rough outline in his mind.

Seeing that everything is said and done.

Teacher Huang took a deep breath.

said to Yang Nan: "Nannan, should we put this paper in its place, or will you keep it yourself?"

Yang Nan glanced at the cloth bag in his hand.

Directly in front of Mr. Huang.

"Teacher Huang, please put these things back in their places. "

Hear Yang Nan's choice.

Teacher Huang nodded and took it.

Then he carefully rewrapped the paper in his hand.

After placing the cloth bag on the beam of the room.

Teacher Huang, who had already come down from the ladder, couldn't help but say to everyone.

"Now that the key has been found. "

"Then let's go to the next room. "

After speaking.

Teacher Huang put away the herringbone ladder in front of him.

The audience in the live broadcast room was able to go to the next room so quickly.

They couldn't help but have an expectant look on their faces.

The first room was armor....

The second room is a gold plaque....

This room is written about the situation of the Yang family during the Jingkang disaster....

So what's going to be in the next room?

Just when the audience in the live broadcast room was guessing.

Teacher Huang carried a ladder and led a few people to the outside.

After Yang Nan closed the door.

She didn't immediately use the key in her hand to open the Nine Dragons Lock.

To open the Nine Dragons Lock, all nine keys must be complete.

It's better to wait until you find all the keys before you open it.

Subsequently.

Yang Nan and the others walked towards the opposite room.

This time.

Yang Nan didn't even stop in front of the door, so he pushed the door open directly.

When the scene inside the house appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone's hearts couldn't help but appear a touch of surprise and shock.

I saw that on both sides of the room, there were eight large boxes neatly arranged.

The box is brown as a whole, half a meter high, one meter long and about sixty centimeters wide, with gold handles on both sides.

Look at these boxes.

After the audience in the live broadcast room came back to their senses, they roared instantly.

"Damn! It's finally here! These boxes must be filled with treasures!"

"Damn... I knew that the Yang family couldn't have no treasures at all..."

"If you open these boxes, you won't blind me, will you? hahaha~".

"Tut-tut, I can finally see the Yang family's background..."

"If these boxes are really antique... I think the Yang family can open a museum directly..."

"No, no, no~ Lao Tzu's heart is beating too fast!".

"This feeling is exactly like a treasure hunt!"

“......."

It's obvious.

Speculation about what's inside the box.

The audience was all very unanimous.

They felt.

Something that can be put up in such a large box.

It must be a treasure inherited from the Yang family.

For example, jewelry, antiques, jade, etc

It's not just the audience in the live broadcast room.

Teacher Huang looked at the boxes in the room and was slightly stunned.

Although the first thought in his mind is the same as that of the audience.

But after thinking about it for a while, Mr. Huang couldn't help but have a trace of negation.

It must have been a thousand years since the Yang family lived.

And it's still the kind that the generation is not as good as the generation.

So even if there is a treasure that can be passed on to the present.

There won't be much left.

So naturally you won't be able to use so many boxes.

After thinking about it for a while.

Teacher Huang said to Yang Nan, "Let's go in..."

Yang Nan nodded, and then took the lead towards the house.

There was nothing but a few boxes in the house.

See such a sight.

Zifeng couldn't help but ask Teacher Huang.

"Mr. Huang, what's in these boxes?"

Hear Zifeng's words.

Teacher Huang couldn't help but smile wryly and shook his head.

This is not his home.

How could he possibly know such a thing.

See Mr. Huang's response.

Zifeng began to pull Yang Nan, and the two searched carefully in the house.

I want to see if there's anything else besides the chest.

Just as the two of them were in the house and began to search.

Teacher Huang walked over to a box.

He asked Zhong Shan, "Zhong Lao, what do you think of these boxes?"

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

The eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room lit up.

A box that can hold a treasure will certainly not be an ordinary box.

Suddenly.

Everyone looked towards Nakayama, waiting for his answer.

Under the watchful eye of all.

Nakayama stared at the boxes with a serious expression.

After observing for a moment.

Nakayama said with a deep breath.

"These boxes... It's the box..."

Crowd: "???".

Hear Nakayama's answer.

The audience in the live broadcast room suddenly looked confused.

"A box is a box? What do you mean?".

"I don't get it either... You allow my head to slow down a little..."

"It's... Isn't this?!".

"Damn! I've been waiting for a long time, and you're telling me these are boxes?!".

"What the hell... I'm thinking about the knife man now..."

"Uh... Am I blind? I can't tell that these boxes are boxes?".

“.........."

When the audience in the live broadcast room understood.

I instantly began to scold in my heart.

If possible, the choice is made.

Someone of them will definitely want to knife Nakayama.

I waited for a long time.

As a result, you talked nonsense to me?!

Isn't that fooling me?

It's not just the audience in the live broadcast room.

Even Mr. Huang, after hearing Zhongshan's answer.

I can't help but have an extra black line in my head.

I saw Mr. Huang's appearance.

Nakayama suddenly explained.

"I mean..."

"There's nothing special about these boxes. "

"It should have been made 100 years ago. "

“......"

Although Nakayama explained.

But the audience in the live broadcast room complained to him more fiercely.

"Damn, can you just say something if you have something to say!".

"It's just... Isn't that a waste of time..."

"! I wonder if that means anything... It turned out to be really a piece of nonsense..."

"It's a ball, next time I have something to say directly, okay? My brain stem is already damaged..."

“......"

Teacher Huang frowned slightly.

He felt.

These boxes aren't a boutique.

At the very least, it should be a wooden box handed down from ancient times.

But.

Now Nakayama even says that these boxes are made in modern times?

That is to say.

These eight boxes are worthless, aren't they?

Just when Mr. Huang looked at the box and thought.

Yang Nan and Zifeng looked lost and returned to Teacher Huang.

Don't think about it.

The two must not have made the slightest discovery.

See the two of them.

Teacher Huang smiled lightly, looked at the box and said helplessly.

"Oh, it seems like now. "

"This room is supposed to be dedicated to these boxes. "

Hear Mr. Huang's words.

Yang Nan glanced at the boxes in the room, and then nodded at him.

Teacher Huang took a breath.

"So..."

"Shall we open these boxes?".

..........

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