Mushroom House: Loyal family, exposed by daughter

After caressing my soul.

Teacher Huang asked Zhongshan.

"Old Zhong...will it destroy the paper if you just take it out like this?"

Zhongshan explained excitedly.

"No! No!"

　"Chengxintang paper is not to mention 1000 years, it is 2000 years! 3000 years!"

"It can't be damaged so easily."

Hear Zhongshan's words.

Zifeng and the audience in the studio immediately exclaimed.

"Fuck! Is it real or fake? What kind of paper... 3000 years?!"

"I checked it just now, Chengxintang paper is considered the highest grade of rice paper...Maybe it is true as the old man said, it will not be damaged after 3000 years of storage..."

"I'll go! Since when did our Huaxia have such a powerful paper?!"

"What the hell...you don't even know that rice paper is also called millennium paper?! It's not that we don't have it in Huaxia...but you haven't heard of it."

"I didn't expect us in ancient China to make such amazing paper!"

"..."

But even though Zhongshan explained it this way.

Teacher Huang still showed a embarrassed expression.

this kind of thing.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what.

The truth is that.

But if he really broke it, where can I justify it?

Teacher Huang's eyes couldn't help but look towards Yang Nan.

After all, Yang Nan is now the young master of the Yang family...

Maybe it would be more appropriate if she took it out...

Feeling Teacher Huang's eyes.

Yang Nan glanced at the box in his hand.

Then he walked to Teacher Huang.

"Let me take it out."

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Chapter No.17: Seven sons go, six sons return!Advice spanning millennia!

under the watchful eyes of all.

Yang Nan took the box from Mr. Huang's hand.

No hesitation.

Yang Nan directly reached out and took out all the papers in the box.

But what everyone didn't expect was.

Yang Nan's hand has not had time to take it back.

A crumpled note floated out directly from the gap in the pile of paper.

Looking at the note floating in the air and slowly falling to the ground.

Everyone showed curious eyes.

Yang Nan frowned slightly.

First clamp the box with your arms.

Then he bent down and picked up the note with his free hand.

Although after the baptism of time.

The words on the note were a little blurry.

But the general outline can still be seen.

When you see the words on the note clearly.

Zhongshan's brain was like being hit by a heavy hammer.

"This is..."

Zhong Shan was ignored.

Yang Nan who stood up straight looked at the note, and read the words on it softly in doubt.

"Seven...seven sons go, six sons go back?"

Hearing the few words that Yang Nan said.

Be it live or live.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, with a look of shock on their faces.

"Seven sons go, six sons go back? Isn't this what appeared in the movie?!"

"My day...could it be said that the Yang family Qilang really existed in history?!"

"But didn't that old man say that Yang Qilang didn't exist at all?!"

"Fuck! No way...Could it be someone from the descendants of the Yang family who stuffed this note into it?"

"It's possible...but what's the point of him doing this?"

"..."

At this time, Zhongshan's eyes were full of confusion.

Not just the audience in the studio.

Even he is a little confused now.

Because according to the history he knows.

Yang Jiaqilang is basically the character that appeared in the storytelling.

But since it didn't really exist.

So what's going on with this note now?

Is it really as the audience said.

Was it stuffed in by the modern people of the Yang family?

But what is the purpose of doing this?

If it's true...

impossible...

How can the official history go wrong...

......

Zhongshan thought for a long time.

I didn't even want to understand the reason of the matter.

He now feels like a novice who has just learned history

same.

For history, I felt an unprecedented strangeness.

In the end, Zhongshan, who didn't understand, shook his head vigorously, and threw out the messy thoughts in his mind.

Then he took a deep breath and said to Yang Nan.

"Isn't there any other paper?"

"Did you see if there was anything recorded on those papers?"

Hear Zhongshan's words.

All eyes turned to Yang Nan again.

Under all eyes.

Yang Nan put the note with "seven sons go, six sons back" into the box.

Then open the top sheet of the pile of paper in your hand.

"What's written on it?"

Zhong Shan asked anxiously.

Teacher Huang and Zifeng stretched their necks towards Yang Nan.

After opening the paper.

Teacher Huang glanced at it and was stunned.

Because the characters on the paper are all in regular script.

But when I think about it, it was written by the ancients.

Teacher Huang was relieved.

Just when Teacher Huang thought that Yang Nan probably didn't know regular script.

Yang Nan read it.

"The descendants of Yang's descendants personally entrusted it."

"During the Battle of Jinshatan, there were enemy troops from outside and treacherous ministers inside."

"My husband, Yang Ye, and the six sons all died in battle! I am so sad!"

"The pain in the world is the deepest when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person."

"However."

"We and the descendants of the Yang family still want to fight the enemy bravely and protect our country's mountains and rivers."

"Don't let the mountains and rivers fall into the enemy's hands because of your personal desires."

"If there are treacherous people in the Yang family in later generations, they will be bombarded by five thunders!"

"..."

"I hope that the descendants of the Yang family will cherish it."

"Sincerely."

"Madam She."

Yang Nan took a deep breath and closed the paper in her hand again.

After reading it.

For some reason, Yang Nan felt that her shoulders suddenly became much heavier.

Look at others.

Zhong Shan stared at the screen of the mobile phone like a fool.

If he heard his heavy breathing, everyone would think the video call was stuck.

Teacher Huang frowned and said in a deep voice.