Hearing Yang Nan say these two words.
Everyone could not help but sigh.
Although this poem was written by Yang Xiu.
However, it could also be reflected.
They had never regretted the sacrifices the Yang family had made in the past.
However, even so…
When she thought about how Yang Xiu had said it.
Everyone could not help but feel a little awkward.
People like Yang Xiu…
How could he say such words?
This was really the old lady hiding under the blanket, making him laugh…
After Zi Feng was shocked for a moment.
He could not help but sigh and say to Yang Nan.
"Nan Nan, it is unexpected that your father is so talented…"
"He can actually write such a poem…"
Seeing Zifeng praise Yang Xiu.
Yang Nan directly smiled at her.
Obviously.
At Yang Nan's place.
Any praise for Yang Xiu was very applicable.
..........
Zhong Shan thought for a moment.
He had already made up his mind.
Although the word 'no regrets' was very simple.
However, it also showed the Yang Family's determination.
Therefore, he decided.
I'll use these two words as the name of this poem.
Or…
He made some changes to these two words.
Soon after.
Zhong Shan took a deep breath and said to Yang Nan.
"Little girl, I want to put this poem behind the history of your Yang family.”
"When your father comes back, I'll have to trouble you to tell him about this.”
"If he has any objections, please let me know.”
“......”
Hearing Zhong Shan's words.
The audience in the live broadcast room took a deep breath.
"Hiss…Write this poem at the back of the Yang family's history?!”
"Doesn't that mean…Would this poem be written in official history?!”
"F * ck! This was f * cking…Wasn't Yang Xiu going to ascend to the heavens?”
"Awesome…To be able to write a poem in official history…This was like a little cow flying in a plane!”
"Just now, I was still complaining about Yang Xiu with all of you…In the end, the poems that he wrote were all recorded in official history.”
"Who says so…Compared to Yang Xiu, we are simply clowns!”
“......”
It was not just the audience in the live broadcast room.
Even Teacher Huang could not help but be shocked.
Once this poem was written into history by Zhong Shan.
That also meant…
Even the people of Huaxia a thousand years later could still see this poem in historical materials.
This kind of thing.
No matter who it was.
It could be said that it was something that could bring glory to the ancestors!
Of course…
Except for the Yang family…
After all, everything that the Yang family had done was clear.
It was too difficult to surpass them.
It was simply impossible for a poem to do so.
Hearing Zhong Shan's words.
Yang Nan replied,"Alright, I'll tell my father when he comes back."”
Zhong Shan nodded in satisfaction.
As for how to write the history of the Yang family.
He already had a rough outline in his mind.
Seeing that everything had been said.
Teacher Huang took a deep breath.
He said to Yang Nan,"Nan Nan, should we put this paper in its original place, or do you want to keep it yourself?"”
Yang Nan glanced at the cloth bag in her hand.
He handed it directly to Teacher Huang.
"Teacher Huang, I'll have to trouble you to put these things back in their original positions.”
Hearing Yang Nan's choice.
Teacher Huang nodded and took it.
Then, he carefully wrapped the paper in his hand again.
After placing the cloth bag on the beam.
Teacher Huang, who had already come down from the ladder, couldn't help but say to everyone.
"Since we've found the key.”
"Then let's go to the next room.”
After saying that.
Teacher Huang put away the ladder in front of her.
The viewers in the live broadcast room saw that they could go to the next room so quickly.
Their faces couldn't help but reveal a look of anticipation.
The first room was filled with armor…
The second room had a golden plaque…
This room was filled with the Yang family's situation during the calamity of Jingkang…
What would be in the next room?
Just as the viewers in the live broadcast room were guessing.
Teacher Huang carried the ladder and led them out.
Yang Nan closed the door.
She didn't immediately use the key in her hand to open the Nine Dragon Lock.
To open the Nine Dragon Lock, all nine keys had to be present.
He might as well wait until he found all the keys before opening it.
Soon after.
Yang Nan and the others walked towards the opposite house.
This time.
Yang Nan did not even stop in front of the door and directly pushed it open.
When the scene in the room appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone could not help but feel surprised and shocked.
On both sides of the room, there were eight large boxes neatly placed.
The box was brown in color, half a meter tall, one meter long and sixty centimeters wide. There were golden handles on both sides.
He looked at the boxes.
After the viewers in the live broadcast room came back to their senses, they instantly roared.
"F * ck! Finally! There must be treasures in these boxes!”
"Damn it…I knew that the Yang family wouldn't have no treasures…"
"Opening these boxes won't blind me, right? Hahaha!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, I can finally see the Yang family's wealth…"
"If these boxes are really antiques…I think the Yang family can directly open a museum…"
"I can't, I can't! My heart is beating too fast!”
"This feeling is completely like treasure hunting!”
“.......”
It was obvious.
He had a guess about what was inside the box.
The audience was unanimous.
They felt that…
Something that could be stored in such a big box.
That must be a treasure passed down from the Yang family.
For example, jewelry, antiques, jade, and so on…
It wasn't just the audience in the live broadcast room.
Teacher Huang looked at the box in the room and was slightly stunned.
Although his first thought was the same as the audience.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, Teacher Huang could not help but have a hint of denial.
It must have been a thousand years since the Yang family had arrived.
Moreover, it was the kind that was getting worse with each generation.
Therefore, even if there was a treasure that could be passed down until now.
There definitely wouldn't be much left.
Therefore, there was no need to use so many boxes.
After thinking about it for a moment.
"Let's go in…" Teacher Huang said to Yang Nan.
Yang Nan nodded and took the lead to walk into the house.
Other than a few boxes, there was nothing else in the room.
Seeing such a scene.
Zi Feng couldn't help but ask Teacher Huang.
"Teacher Huang, what's in these boxes?”
Hearing Zifeng's words.
Teacher Huang could not help but shake her head with a bitter smile.
This was not his home.
How could he know about this?
Seeing Teacher Huang's response.
Zi Feng started to pull Yang Nan, and the two of them carefully searched the house.
He wanted to see if there was anything else other than the box.
Just as the two of them began to search in the house.
Teacher Huang walked to a box.
"Elder Zhong, what do you think of these boxes?" he asked Zhong Shan.”
Hearing Teacher Huang's words.
The eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room lit up.
A box that could contain treasures was definitely not an ordinary box.
Instantly.
Everyone looked at Zhong Shan, waiting for his answer.
Under everyone's gaze.
Zhong Shan stared at the boxes with a serious expression.
After observing for a moment.
Zhong Shan took a deep breath and said.
"These boxes…It's the box…"
Everyone: "???"
Hearing Zhong Shan's answer.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.
"A box is a box? These words... What do you mean?"
"I don't understand either…Please allow my mind to slow down a little…"
"This... Isn't this nonsense?"
"F * ck! After waiting for so long, you're telling me that these are boxes?!”
"Damn it…I really want to kill people now…"
"Uh... Am I blind? I can't tell that these boxes are boxes?”
“..........”
When the audience in the live broadcast room understood.
In an instant, she began to curse in her heart.
If he had a choice.
They would definitely want to kill Zhong Shan.
He had waited for a long time.
In the end, you said a bunch of nonsense to me?!
Isn't he treating me like a fool…
It wasn't just the audience in the live broadcast room.
Even Teacher Huang, after hearing Zhongshan's answer, was shocked.
Black lines could not help but appear on his forehead.
When he saw Teacher Huang's appearance.
Zhong Shan explained.
"I mean…"
"There's nothing special about these boxes.”
"It should have been made a hundred years ago."
“......”
Zhong Shan had explained.
However, the audience in the live broadcast room ridiculed him even more fiercely.
"F * ck! Can't you just say it directly!"
"That's... Isn't this a waste of time…"
"F * ck! I was still guessing if there was any meaning behind these words... In the end, it's really nonsense…"
"Hey, can you be more direct next time? My brain stem is already damaged…"
“......”
Teacher Huang frowned slightly.
He felt that…
Even if these boxes were not of high quality.
At the very least, it should be a wooden box passed down from ancient times.
However…
Now, Zhong Shan actually said that these boxes were made in recent times?
In other words…
These eight chests were completely worthless, right?
Just as Teacher Huang was looking at the box and thinking.
Yang Nan and Zi Feng had disappointed expressions as they returned to Teacher Huang.
There was no need to think.
The two of them definitely did not discover anything.
Seeing the two of them.
Ms. Huang smiled and looked at the box helplessly.
"Nan Nan, from the looks of it now."
"This room should be specially used to store these boxes.”
Hearing Teacher Huang's words.
Yang Nan glanced at the box in the room and then nodded at him.
Teacher Huang took a deep breath.
"So…"
"Are we going to open these boxes?”
..........
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