The old man closest to me looked at the setting sun with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened, blowing the cold wind alone, just like a man who climbed to the Youzhou platform to think about heaven and earth, and shed tears with sadness. great poet!
Extraordinarily classy!
Um!
I saw Te Laoyi holding his hands tightly behind his back...
Half a long cigarette butt!
This boss has a severely low pain sensitivity. His thumbs are all numb, but there is no pain at all on his face!
Is this the legendary concentration? !
"What kind of kite turns over?"
"What the hell is attacking the sky?"
Tan Bohan and a group of old people began to complain and shout: "The Zhaoling Mausoleum has not been stolen? This is ridiculous! The Zhaoling Mausoleum has been dug up into disgrace, and even the Salu Purple Fist Mao Zhan was sold to the University of Pennsylvania Museum."
"Yellow-haired kid, you really come right out of your mouth!"
When Tan Bohan and Old Man Qi said this, I cut it back without any politeness: "So, Old Man Tan and Old Man Qi, do you know the entrance to Zhaoling?"
hiss!
Well!
this!
you!
Old Man Qi froze in place, and his face turned pale.
Tan Bohan's mouth was open, he was frightened, angry and embarrassed, his face was full of hatred and his eyes were full of hatred!
I looked calmly and stared at the other old men who were dancing happily.
"Mr. Hong, Mr. Zhao, you seniors must have been to the entrance of Zhaoling. Right? Can you point it out to me?"
"So that we juniors can also gain experience."
snort!
Old Man Hong turned his head away, too lazy to pay attention to me. He grinned in anger, but was speechless.
cut!
Old man Zhao's face was livid, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
Zhaoling. It is the joint burial mausoleum of the eternal emperor Li Shimin and the eldest grandson of the eternal queen Wugao. It is buried in Jiufeng Mountain.
For thousands of years, Zhaoling Mausoleum has been robbed and dug up again by various tomb thieves. Xu Mao, Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong, and many famous ministers and generals of Lingyan Pavilion were all dug up. This also led to later generations to think that Zhaoling Mausoleum was It has been stolen.
But the fact is that Zhaoling, like Qianling, failed to find the entrance to the underground palace. Including Wen Tao, the greatest gravedigger of all time, and Huang Chao, the bloodthirsty maniac who was the gravedigger of the Tang Dynasty, none of them were able to dig up these two divine tombs.
"You said Zhaoling was not stolen. Show me the evidence. Get it!"
"There are records in both old and new Tang books that Zhaoling was stolen by Wen Tao. What do you say?"
Exactly as I expected, after being slapped in the face by me, Old Man Qi, known as the Nine Founders of the Headquarters, immediately launched a counterattack against me!
To this, I responded with the simplest and most direct words: "Excuse me, Mr. Qi, so far, has there ever been an imperial item belonging to Li Shimin and Changsun Wugou in the world?"
This sentence was not enough to kill the other party, so I added another sentence: "How about you always apply and open Zhaoling to have a look. It doesn't matter if you can't find the entrance, I will teach you."
"Anyway, I am responsible for literacy for the elderly. I will give you free training in Feng Shui."
When these words came out, Old Man Qi was beaten into ashes!
What I said was really too crazy, so crazy!
Many of the big guys in the viewing group had expressions of extreme disgust towards me!
Tang Anjun lowered his eyes, exhaled heavily, glanced at me indifferently, and couldn't help but rub his temples when he turned his back.
The corners of the Shenju King's lips curled up slightly, and he shook his head. He also thought I was too crazy!
But Te Laoyi stood there indifferently as always.
"Tongshi, you are so crazy. One day, I will let you find the entrance of Zhaoling in person."
"You should stop telling me fantasy stories. We don't believe in your folk feudal superstitions. Come up with a practical plan."
"Yes. Get it now. Do it now."
"That's right...I don't believe you can open up the quicksand of this mountain..."
At this moment, Xiao Longzi replied loudly with a handsome face.
: "Old seniors, please pay attention to classroom discipline. Please don't forget that you promised Mr. Tang that you would only bring your ears and eyes."
Xiao Longzi was only nineteen years old, and his childish appearance caught the eye of the old guy, who just regarded him as an unworthy brat.
At that moment, Tan Bohan and Old Man Qi jumped out and pointed at Xiao Longzi and scolded him harshly.
Xiao Longzi also lost his temper, but this kid was still in the stage of refining his verbal skills. He had thousands of ways and sentences to curse people in his mind, but he just couldn't put them into his mouth.
He couldn't yell more than three words to the other party before he was killed and his armor was thrown off. He was so angry that tears welled up in his eyes.
"Brother Tong, the task of maintaining classroom discipline is so difficult. They are so bullying."
"If anyone doesn't listen, go over and slap him."
"This is not good. Is there any other way?"
"Call the teacher!"
"Fuck! Stop it!"
"Go tell Tan Bohan who your grandfather is. I'm sure he won't dare to push you anymore."
Xiao Longzi's face suddenly fell, and Wu Ai Ai looked at me, extremely entangled and resentful: "I have to rely on myself."
At this time, a melodious and clear female voice sounded: "Dear seniors, please don't talk. We want to listen to the child teacher's lecture."
Xiao Longzi followed the sound and suddenly hissed: "Wai No. 3."
The speaker was surprisingly girl No. 3. Huang Shihui.
Tan Bohan and the other old men were surprised when the third girl spoke out, but they still didn't take the other party seriously, and they started to make a fuss even more energetically.
Huang Shihui immediately saluted Tan Bohan and said loudly: "Report to Mr. Tan. Please don't interfere with our lectures! Thank you!"
Tan Bohan was stunned for a moment, put on a condescending look, and was about to speak.
Abruptly, Dabaicai stood up and saluted suddenly and shouted: "Report. Please stop talking. Only poor students can talk in class."
Tan Bohan was furious.
The next second, several girls from the headquarters turned around and saluted and shouted in unison: "Report, please don't talk."
Just as the screams of a few girls emerged, the reports of several contestants from the Tezo Shen Bureau came in an instant, blasting the whole place.
"Report. Please don't talk."
"We want to listen to the lesson!"
"Please don't disturb the order of the class!"
"We want to listen to the lesson!"
The overwhelming sound was also mixed with the swear words of Huang Shengyang's old man. But no one heard it.
Even if someone heard it, they wouldn't be able to find out who scolded him.
Tan Bohan still ignored the pleas of two or three young people. If it's just a group of people, that's another matter.
