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36 Great poet Yang Xiu, no regrets! Begging for data!

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Because they were from the Yang family…

When he heard this sentence.

Everyone's bodies could not help but tremble.

They couldn't help but recall the golden tablets.

The whole family was loyal…

Loyalty to the country…

......

Just as everyone was shocked.

Teacher Huang sighed.

"The Yang family is completely worthy of the name of a loyal family.”

"If not for this letter.”

"Perhaps a thousand years later…"

"The world will still think that the Yang family did not appear in Jingkang.”

“......”

After a short pause.

Teacher Huang looked at the live broadcast camera and continued with a deep meaning.

"Even…"

"Some people in the future will even say that they are afraid of death…"

Hearing Teacher Huang's words.

Some people in the live broadcast room immediately lowered their heads in shame.

The remaining viewers could not help but sigh in the live broadcast room.

"Teacher Huang is right. The Yang family is indeed worthy of the words 'Martyr's family'.”

"Phew... I thought that the Yang family was only powerful in the previous three generations, but I didn't expect the descendants of the Yang family to be like this.”

"Yes... He could have left, but he still chose to stay…This is f * cking…"

"Perhaps I was born in a peaceful era, so I will never understand the Yang family's spirit.”

"The Yang family…It was simply amazing. He really didn't know if the Yang family behind him would be the same.”

"I can tell you that the 38th generation of the Yang family is not like this…"

"What? How did you know? Which unofficial history did you read it from?"

"The 38th generation of the Yang family…It's Yang Xiu…"

“cao!!!”

“......”

When Yang Xiu's name appeared.

The audience, who had been feeling a little tragic, instantly fell silent.

Damn it…

Why did the Yang family have so many loyal descendants?

Why did it become like this when it came to Yang Xiu…

In the live broadcast room. When she suspected that Yang Xiu was a descendant of the Yang family.

Zhong Shan looked at the copied content in front of him.

He took a deep breath and said firmly.

"Goldie, you're right."

"A loyal act like the Yang family should be known by everyone in the future.”

Obviously.

Zhong Shan had already made his decision.

He wanted to write this history of the Yang family into the official history.

Hearing Zhong Shan's words.

Zi Feng frowned and said angrily.

" The emperor of the Song Dynasty is also…"

"I didn't expect him to treat the Yang family like this.”

"Otherwise…"

"How could something as humiliating as the disaster of Jingkang happen?”

Hearing Zifeng reprimand the ancient emperor.

Teacher Huang and Zhong Shan only smiled and shook their heads.

Neither of them spoke.

This was because history was already in the past. There was no chance to start over.

Moreover, he had to be careful.

Even if it was a redo.

No one knew what the final outcome would be.

However…

Just as Teacher Huang and Zhong Shan shook their heads with a bitter smile.

A voice rang out.

It suddenly entered everyone's ears.

"The famous Yang family general…"

"There's no article in the history of the vast smoke…"

“......”

Hearing these two sentences.

The originally noisy live broadcast room instantly quieted down.

Teacher Huang, Zhong Shan, and the others followed the sound.

Yang Nan lowered her head and continued to think.

"A loyal body turned into a withered grave…"

"Several generations of heroic blood spilled on the border…"

"I only hate the traitors of the imperial court for their personal gain…"

"A muddle-headed Zhao official misguides a loyal and loyal official…"

"But when the flames of war rise at the border…"

"Let's throw away our old grudges and pick up our swords and spears…"

“......”

A poem?

Yang Nan was actually reciting a poem?

And it was a poem about the Yang family's generals?!

When Yang Nan stopped speaking.

Everyone could not help but widen their eyes.

Zhong Shan was stunned.

This poem.

Not only did he write about the Yang family's situation at that time.

It also wrote about the tragic and loyal feelings of the Yang family.

"But when the flames of war rise at the border…"

"Let's throw away our old grudges and pick up our swords and spears…"

“......”

Zhong Shan's eyes were filled with confusion as he repeated the words over and over again.

However, he searched his mind.

He also found some traces of this poem.

The famous Yang family general…

Could it be written by modern people?

But...

This poet…

How could he know the situation of the Yang family so clearly?!

Was it written by a descendant of the Yang family?

..........

However, it was different from Zhong Shan.

The audience in the live broadcast room did not think too much about it.

They only felt that…

After listening to the poem.

For some reason, he felt an endless sadness in his heart.

"This poem…It was written…It's really f * cking good…"

"Stupid Zhao Guanwu Zhongliang? This Zhao Guan is referring to the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, right…"

"Who wrote this poem? Why haven't I heard of it before…"

"From the beginning, I can tell that this is exclusive to the Yang family. I guess it was written by one of the descendants of the Yang family…"

"Damn it…Why do you suddenly want to cry…"

"Sob, sob, sob, I'm watching the Yang family's movie…She happened to see Yang Liulang carrying his father home…This poem made me burst into tears!”

“......”

Zhong Shan took a deep breath.

Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room.

Even an old man like him, who had been buried to his neck in the dirt, was shocked.

He couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart after savoring the aftertaste.

His family was clearly loyal, but there was no article in history, not even recorded in official history.

The blood of several generations had been spilled on the border, but they were still suppressed by the treacherous officials and the emperor.

There was clearly so much hatred…

When the enemy invaded, they would still abandon all their old grudges and take up weapons to protect the mountains and rivers…

So the Yang family…

It's sad and admirable.

After regaining his senses.

Zhong Shan asked Yang Nan with red eyes,"Younger aunt…"

"Do you know who wrote this poem?”

Hearing Zhong Shan's words.

Everyone looked at Yang Nan with mixed feelings.

They also wanted to know.

Such a good poem.

Who in the Yang family wrote it?

Yang Nan nodded.

Then, he calmly said to Zhong Shan,"This was written by my father."”

Everyone: "???"

Hearing Yang Nan's answer.

Everyone who was originally a little sad.

Instantly, he felt the corners of his mouth twitch.

After being ridiculed by them for a long time…

That Yang Xiu who abandoned his wife and daughter…

How could he write such a good poem?!

Was this for real…

F * ck!

Obviously.

Yang Nan's answer.

Everyone was suspicious.

Because of Yang Xiu's actions.

It really couldn't be related to the word 'poem'.

However, Zhong Shan didn't have any strange emotions.

He only continued to ask Yang Nan with some doubts.

"Your father?"

"Then, did your father tell you the name of this poem?”

Hearing Zhong Shan's words.

Yang Nan slowly shook her head.

Seeing Yang Nan's answer.

Zhong Shan felt a sense of loss.

Such a good poem.

He didn't even have a name…

Originally.

Zhong Shan wanted to recite this poem.

It was mentioned at the end of the Yang family's history.

Although the lyrics of this poem were not very gorgeous.

However, Zhong Shan felt that it was very much in line with the history of the Yang family.

However, there wasn't even a name…

How was he supposed to write that?

Could it be that he would randomly name one?

That was definitely not possible…

He was not the author of this poem.

He didn't even write his name?

That was a little too ugly…

Just as Zhong Shan was in a dilemma.

Yang Nan seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh, right."

"I remember my father saying two words after he finished reading this poem.”

"Two words?" Zhong Shan was stunned, then he quickly asked," What word?!"

"Wuhui…"

..........

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