original.

Zhongshan wanted to write this poem.

It is mentioned behind the well-written history of the Yang family.

Although the lyrics of this poem are not very gorgeous.

But Zhongshan felt that it was very in line with the history of the Yang family.

But not even a name...

How did he write it down?

Do you choose one for yourself?

That must not work...

He is not the author of this poem.

Just don't write your name?

That's a little too ugly...

Just when Zhong Shan was struggling.

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

"correct."

"I remember my father saying two words after reading the poem."

"Two words?" Zhong Shan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly asked, "What word?!"

"No regrets..."

..........

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Hearing the two words Yang Nan said.

Everyone couldn't help sighing instantly.

Although this poem was written by Yang Xiu.

But it can also be manifested.

For everything the Yang family sacrificed before, they have never regretted it.

But nonetheless.

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 say such a thing?

This is really the old lady getting into bed, making me laugh...

Zifeng was shocked for a moment.

Can't help sighing and said to Yang Nan.

"Ninny, I didn't expect your father to be so talented..."

"He can write such a poem..."

Seeing Zifeng praise Yang Xiu.

Yang Nan smiled directly at her.

Obviously.

Here in Yang Nan.

All the words that praise Yang Xiu are very applicable.

..........

Zhongshan thought for a while.

There is already a decision in my heart.

Although the word no regrets is very simple.

But it simply showed the determination of the Yang family.

So he decides.

Just use these two characters as the title of this poem.

or.

Modify these two words.

Subsequently.

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, 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 took a deep breath.

"Hiss... write this poem behind the history of the Yang family?!"

"Doesn't that mean... this poem will be written in the official history?!"

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

"Niubei...The poems I wrote can be written in the official history...This is like a heifer flying a plane!"

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

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

"..."

Not just the audience in the studio.

Even Mr. Huang couldn't help showing a hint of shock in his pupils.

Once this poem was written into history by Zhongshan.

That also means.

Even people in China a thousand years later can still see this poem in historical materials.

this kind of thing.

No matter who it is for.

It can be said that it is something that can honor the ancestors!

certainly...

Except for the Yang family...

After all, everything the previous generations of the Yang family did is there.

It is too difficult to surpass them.

There is simply no way a poem can do that.

Hear Zhongshan's words.

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

Zhongshan nodded in 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, "Ninny, should we keep this paper where it is, or should you keep it yourself?"

Yang Nan glanced at the cloth bag in her hand.

Hand it directly to Teacher Huang.

"Mr. Huang, please put these things back in place."

Hear Yang Nan's choice.

Teacher Huang nodded and took it.

Then he carefully rewrapped the paper in his hand.

After putting the cloth bag on the beam of the meeting room.

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

"Now that the key has been found."

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

Done.

Teacher Huang put away the ladder in front of him.

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

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

The first room is armor...

The second room is a gold plaque...

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

What's next in the house?

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

Teacher Huang carried a ladder and led a few people outside.

After Yang Nan closed the door.

She didn't immediately use the key in her hand to open the Jiulong lock.

To open the Jiulong lock, all nine keys must be in place.

It's better to wait until you find all the keys and then open them.

Subsequently.

Yang Nan and the others walked towards the opposite room.

This time.

Yang Nan didn't even stop in front of the door, she just pushed the door open.

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

Surprise and shock appeared in everyone's hearts.

I saw a big box neatly placed on both sides of the room.

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

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