After rebirth, I handed over my past life information to the country

When Gu Ning woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Shui Mutian had already booked the train ticket, bought breakfast, and was waiting for Gu Ning to wake up.

Shui Mutian put breakfast on the table and said, "I have already booked the train ticket. The train will leave in the afternoon. After you finish breakfast, we will set off.

"Okay, I'll go pack after breakfast."

The two took a train for a day and a night and finally returned home at noon the next day.

Gu Ning collapsed on the bed and didn't want to move.

The four children were surrounding Gu Ning, and Jiang Bin asked, "Sister Ning, have you eaten?"

Gu Ning shook his head weakly, "Not yet."

Gu Jing took Gu Ning's hand and said, "Sister, do you want to eat anything now? I'll make it for you."

Gu Lin pulled Gu Ning's clothes and said, "Sister, we have ready-made cola chicken wings, stir-fried beef with peppers, steamed sea bass, and stir-fried Shanghai greens. I'll heat them up for you now."

Gu Ning waved his hand, "I don't want to eat these greasy things now."

Jiang Xue patted her head and said, "Sister Ning wants to eat something light."

Jiang Bin rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then I'll go to the kitchen and make you and Brother Mu a bowl of egg noodles. My mom said, 'Let's have dumplings when we get on the bus and noodles when we get off.'"

"Okay, thank you Xiaobin."

Jiang Bin cooked two large bowls of egg noodles. After Gu Ning and Shui Mutian finished eating, they lay down to rest.

The four children were allowed to divide the gifts they brought back among themselves.

Gu Ning and Shui Mutian rested for an afternoon, and before going to evening classes, they went to see their class teacher to cancel their leave.

When Old Tan saw Gu Ning, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose. "Is the busy man in our class back?"

Gu Ning smiled flatteringly and said, "Teacher, I missed school and my classmates so much, so as soon as I finished my work, I rushed back immediately.

Look, I also brought you some health tea."

Old Tan glared at Gu Ning and said, "You have an exam tomorrow. If your grades drop, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

"Homeroom teacher, do you mean that as long as my academic performance does not decline, I can ask for leave in the future?"

Lao Tan, "Is that what I meant? Don't misinterpret my meaning. After the test results come out tomorrow, if your grades drop, you have to make up for it and bring your grades up."

"Got it. Head teacher, I'm going back to the classroom." After saying that, Gu Ning pulled Shui Mutian and ran away.

Back in the classroom, the students were singing.

"You smell of her perfume. It's my nose's fault for not being able to smell her beauty..."

Gu Ning and Shui Mutian walked out of the classroom, "Shui Mutian, you see this song is now popular in the school, it was also popular in the streets and alleys back then.

How's the investigation going?"

"Well, I've almost finished the investigation. I'll tell you then!"

When a sharp-eyed classmate saw Gu Ning, he stood up and greeted her, "Gu Ning, you're back. Come in quickly. I haven't heard you tell stories for a long time."

Chen Jie, who was leading the singing on the podium, immediately ran over howling, "Gu Ning, my dear cultural and entertainment committee member, you finally came back, please come into the classroom quickly.

I didn't want to lead the singing anymore because I was tone-deaf and my singing was out of tune, but they still insisted that I lead the singing.

Just to laugh at me.

I have been singing every day these days and they all want to hear stories, but I don’t have any stories to tell them.

Now that you are back, you can go up and tell them a story to change their taste."

As he spoke, Chen Jie pushed Gu Ning onto the podium.

Chen Jie shouted loudly, "Classmates, let's invite Gu Ning to tell us a story. Everyone is welcome!"

Chen Jie took the lead in clapping, and the students followed suit, "Tell stories, tell stories, tell stories!"

Gu Ning pressed his hands down, "Classmates, be quiet. What story do you want to hear?"

Wen Yingying raised her hand, "Gu Ning, can you tell me about the golden medal of immunity from death? The golden medal of immunity from death was mentioned many times in the costume dramas I watched recently."

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Gu Ning clapped his hands, "Since the students all want to hear about the golden medal of immunity from death, then I will tell you about it."

"The Golden Medal of Immunity from Death, also known as the Red Book of Iron, is the only Golden Medal of Immunity from Death that still exists in the world.

It is now kept in the National Museum. According to legend, it is the golden medal of immunity from death bestowed by Emperor Zhaozong of the Tang Dynasty to Qian Liu. How did Qian Liu get the golden medal of immunity from death?

Qian Liu's superior was a privy councilor during the reign of Emperor Zhaozong of Tang. This superior rebelled against the imperial court, and Qian Liu, as his deputy, was unwilling to rebel against the Tang.

Emperor Zhaozong of Tang ordered Qian Liu to lead troops to annihilate Shangguan, and gave Qian Liu a golden medal that exempted him from death, which allowed him to be exempted from death nine times and his descendants to be exempted from death three times.

But Qian Liu himself did not use this golden medal of immunity from death, but we all used it a thousand years later."

Tian Shangjue raised his hand, "Gu Ning, you are wrong, what does the Tang Dynasty's golden medal of immunity from death have to do with us? How can we possibly use it? Our surname is not Qian."

"Yes, Gu Ning, you must have remembered it wrongly."

"What does the golden medal of immunity from death have to do with us modern people? To us, it is just an antique."

Gu Ning held his hands and said, "Students, don't be anxious. Listen to me and you will know why I said so."

"Qian Liu himself did not use this golden medal of immunity from death, but his descendants did. However, it was not used during the Tang Dynasty, but in the Ming Dynasty 500 years later.

Qian Yongqin, a descendant of Qian Liu, was a prefect during the reign of Zhu Yuanzhang in the Ming Dynasty. Because of corruption and bribery, he was beheaded and his property was confiscated by Zhu Yuanzhang.

Qian Yongqin was so frightened that he decided to try everything possible and took out his ancestral golden medal of immunity from death and gave it to Zhu Yuanzhang.

He did not recognize the golden medal of immunity from death that Zhu Yuanzhang himself had given to his ministers, but he recognized the golden medal of immunity from death given by Emperor Zhaozong of Tang, which directly exempted Qian Liu's descendants from the death penalty.

This golden medal of immunity from death spanned the Song and Yuan dynasties and was used in the Ming Dynasty five hundred years later.

The gears of fate began to turn from here. Five hundred years later, Qian Liu's descendants included Qian Sen, the father of China's missiles, Qian Qiang, the father of China's atomic bomb, and Qian Wei, the father of China's mechanics.

They provide the backbone for all of us.

There are now 109 academicians in the Qian family. It is no exaggeration to say that they are the cornerstone of the country.

So we used the golden medal of immunity from death from the Tang Dynasty.

The title of my book about this story is, On my country's Atomic Bomb Planning Since the Tang Dynasty."

"Clap clap clap clap!"

“That’s a great story!”

Gu Ning clapped his hands, "Okay, classmates, the story is over, let's concentrate and start the evening study. The head teacher said that there will be an exam tomorrow, so everyone should hurry up and review your lessons.

If you do poorly on the test, you will have to go to your homeroom teacher’s house for extra lessons on the weekends.”

"Who wants to listen to the class teacher chanting during the weekend?"

"That's right! Meeting the homeroom teacher on the weekend is a nightmare!"

"Who is slandering me and saying that seeing me on the weekend is a nightmare?" The head teacher walked into the classroom with the lesson plan in hand.