I heard the two words Yang Nan said.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh instantly.

Although this poem was written by Yang Xiu.

But it can also be reflected.

They have no regrets about everything the Yang family has sacrificed before.

But despite this.

When I thought it was Yang Xiu who said it.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little awkward.

People like Yang Xiu...

How could you actually say such a thing?

This is really an old lady getting under the covers and making me laugh...

Zifeng was shocked for a moment.

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

"Nanny, I didn’t expect your father to be so talented...."

"How could he write such a poem?..."

See Zifeng praising Yang Xiu.

Yang Nan smiled directly at her.

Obviously.

Here at Yang Nan.

Any words that praise Yang Xiu are very applicable...........

After Zhongshan thought for a moment.

I already had a decision in my mind.

Although the words"no regrets" are very simple.

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

So he decided.

Just use these two words as the name of this poem. or.

Make changes to 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 history."

"When your father comes back, please tell him about this."

"If he has any opinions, please be sure to let me know"

"......"

Hear Zhongshan’s words.

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

"hiss...Put this poem behind the history of the Yang family?!"

"Wouldn't that mean...Will this poem be included in official history?!"

"Damn it! What the hell...Isn't Yang Xiu going to heaven?!"

"Bullshit...Poems written by yourself can be written in the official history...This is like a heifer flying!"

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

"Who says it's not?...Compared with Yang Xiu, we are simply clowns!"

"......"

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

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

This poem was once written into history by Zhongshan.

That means.

Even the Chinese people thousands of years later can still see this poem in historical materials.

This kind of thing.

No matter who it is.

It can be said to be something that can bring glory to the ancestors! certainly...

Except the Yang family...

After all, everything that the ancestors of the Yang family have done is there.

It is really difficult to surpass them.

There is simply no way a poem can do that.

Hear Zhongshan’s words.

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

Zhongshan nodded with satisfaction.

How to write the history of the Yang family.

He already had a rough outline in his mind.

Seeing that everything has been said.

Teacher Huang took a deep breath.

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

Yang Nan glanced at the cloth bag in her hand.

Hand it directly to Teacher Huang

"Teacher Huang, could you please put these things back in their place?"

Hearing Yang Nan's choice,

Teacher Huang nodded and took it.

Then he carefully re-wrapped the paper in his hand.

After placing the cloth bag on the beam,

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

"Now that the key has been found"

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

After that,

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

The audience in the live broadcast room saw that they could go to the next room so quickly.

Their faces couldn't help showing a look of anticipation.

The first room was armor...

The second room is a golden plaque...

This room describes the situation of the Yang family during the Jingkang crisis....

So what’s in the next room?

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

Teacher Huang carried the ladder and led several people outside.

After Yang Nan closed the door.

She did not immediately use the key in her hand to open the Kowloon lock.

To open the Kowloon Lock, all nine keys must be present.

If I'm going to go back and forth this time, I might as well wait until I find all the keys before driving.

Subsequently.

Yang Nan and others walked towards the house opposite.

This time.

Yang Nan didn't even stop in front of the door and pushed it open.

When the scene in the house appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a touch of surprise and shock in their hearts.

I saw eight large boxes neatly placed on both sides of the room.

The box is overall brown, half a meter high, one meter long and about 60 centimeters wide, with golden handles on both sides.

Look at these boxes.

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

"Damn it! finally come! These boxes must contain treasures!"

"What the hell...I knew it was impossible for the Yang family to have no treasure at all...."

"When these boxes are opened, won't they blind me? Hahaha~"

"Tsk tsk tsk, finally I can see the Yang family’s wealth...."

"These boxes must really be antiques...I think the Yang family can just open a museum...."

"I can't, I can't, my heart is beating too fast!"

"This feeling is exactly like treasure hunting!"

"......."

It is clear.

Speculations about the contents of the box.

The audience was very consistent.

They feel.

Something that can be packed in a big box like this.

That must be a treasure inherited from the Yang family.

Such as jewelry, antiques, jade, etc....

It’s not just the live broadcast room audience.

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

Although his first thought was the same as that of the audience.

But after thinking about it for a moment, Teacher Huang couldn't help but feel a little negative.

The Yang family must have been around for thousands of years now.

And it’s still the kind where every generation is inferior to the previous generation.

So even if there are treasures that can be passed down to now.

There won't be much left.

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

After thinking about it secretly.

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

Yang Nan nodded and then walked towards the house first.

Except for a few boxes, there was nothing else in the house.

See this scene.

Zifeng couldn't help asking Teacher Huang

"Teacher Huang, what's in these boxes?"

Hearing Zifeng's words,

Teacher Huang couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.

This is not his home.

How could he know such a thing.

Seeing Teacher Huang's response,

Zifeng began to pull Yang Nan, and the two of them looked carefully at each other. They searched the house to see if there would be anything else besides the box.

Just as the two started searching in the house,

Teacher Huang walked up to a box and asked Zhongshan:"Mr. Zhong, what do you think of these boxes?"

After hearing Teacher Huang's words, the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room lit up.

A box that can hold treasures is definitely not an ordinary box.

Suddenly, everyone looked towards Zhongshan, waiting for his answer.

Under everyone's gaze.

Zhongshan stared at these boxes seriously.

After observing for a moment,

Zhongshan took a deep breath and said

"these boxes...It's a box..."

Everyone:"???"

Hear Zhongshan's answer.

The audience in the live broadcast room was immediately confused.

"A box is a box? these words...What does it mean?"

"I don't understand either...Please allow me to calm down a little bit..."

"this...Isn't this nonsense?!"

"Damn it! After waiting for a long time, you just told me these are boxes?!"

"What the hell...I really want to kill someone right now..."

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

".........."

When the audience in the live broadcast room understood.

Instantly, I started to curse loudly in my heart.

If possible choose.

There will definitely be someone among them who wants to kill Zhongshan.

I waited eagerly for a long time.

So you said nonsense to me?!

Aren’t you treating me like a fool?...

It’s not just the live broadcast room audience.

Even Teacher Huang, after hearing Zhongshan’s answer.

I couldn't help but have a black line on my forehead.

Seeing Teacher Huang’s appearance.

Zhongshan suddenly explained

"I mean..."

"There's nothing special about these boxes"

"It should have been made a hundred years ago"

"......"

Although Zhongshan gave an explanation.

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

"Holy shit! If you have something to say, can you just say it directly?"

"that is...Isn't this a waste of time?..."

"Hold! I'm wondering if this has any meaning?...It turned out to be really nonsense..."

"Damn it, next time if you have something to say, please explain it more clearly, okay? My brain stem is damaged..."

"......"

Teacher Huang frowned slightly. he thinks.

Even if these boxes are not exquisite

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

But.

Now Zhongshan actually says that these boxes were made in modern times?

That is to say.

These eight boxes are worthless, right?...

Just when Teacher Huang was looking at the box and thinking.

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

No need to think.

The two of them definitely didn't notice anything at all.

Seeing the two of them.

Teacher Huang smiled softly, looked at the box and said helplessly

"Nanny, looking at it now"

"This room should be specially used to store these boxes."

Hearing Teacher Huang's words.

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

Teacher Huang took a breath

"so..."

"Are we going to open these boxes?"..........

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