Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 134 Mrs. Huarui of the Later Shu Kingdom, a strange woman of the Five Dynasties

"Have not heard!"

The treasure friends shook their heads directly.

They intuitively felt that such a woman with an unusual-sounding name was usually not a simple character.

It just doesn't seem to be very famous in history.

Seeing that no one in Baoyou knew about it during the live broadcast.

A friend of archeology at Peking University silently posted a poem.

"14 people were disarmed, and none of them were men. This is written by Mrs. Huarui."

"Damn it! It's a masterpiece!"

"Kneel down, this is actually written by this big guy?"

"I've heard these two lines before! There was also a poem adapted later that also used these two lines."

"My God, I always thought it was written by a frontier poet, but I didn't expect it to be written by a harem concubine. I was shocked!"

"What? Can't women write poetry? Do you have an opinion?"

"Could it be that you are not poetry if you travel across half of the Xia Kingdom to sleep?"

In the live broadcast room, the friends of all treasures came up for a while, and quickly shut up.

The enemy and ourselves are not clearly distinguished, so we cannot speak casually.

Baoyou, an archaeologist at Peking University, pretended not to have seen it, and continued to talk about the history he knew.

"Speaking of Mrs. Huarui, she was also a legend back then."

"Zhao Kuangyin exterminated Houshu, because he had heard about Mrs. Huarui's beauty, so he summoned him to meet in the palace, and his heart was agitated when he saw it."

"Less than a week later, Meng Chang died of a sudden illness. Zhao Kuangyin even made Meng Chang the king of Chu and rewarded him with gold, silver, and silk."

"Historians have always believed that Zhao Kuangyin poisoned Meng Chang during this period of history, but there has been no evidence."

"However, Zhao Kuangyin continued to summon Mrs. Huarui. According to folk history records, when Zhao Kuangyin saw Mrs. Huarui's filial piety, Cao Cao's thoughts arose."

"Giving wine, giving a banquet, and asking Mrs. Huarui to write a poem, this is the "Poem on the Fall of the Country" just mentioned."

"The flag was lowered from the tree in the king's city, and the concubine found out in the deep palace; 14 people were all disarmed, and none of them was a man."

After Baoyou, an archaeologist at Peking University, finished speaking, seeing no response from the crowd, he sent out a series of ellipsis.

"Actually, there is an interesting story behind it."

"But seeing how uninterested you are, why don't you say anything?"

When Peking University Archeology said this, everyone in the live broadcast room didn't understand what he meant, and they all spoke to dissuade him.

"do not!"

"Baoyou, if you continue to talk, isn't it just applause! We will give it!"

While speaking, countless red envelopes floated on the screen.

Although the amount is not large, the advantage lies in the large number, and it is actually quite a lot when all of them are counted.

The archaeologists of Peking University were also a little apprehensive.

He just wanted to make some money, but he didn't expect to make money by the way.

Laughed immediately.

"Baoyou, what I'm going to say next is actually very funny."

"After Meng Chang passed away, Mrs. Huarui still missed her, so she drew an old portrait of Meng Chang and hid it in the palace, enshrining it in a treasure chest of fragrant flowers."

"Later, Zhao Kuangyin happened to bump into him during the enshrinement."

Friends of Bao found the news interesting and couldn't help discussing it in the barrage.

"Then Zhao Kuangyin is mentally glowing green, right?"

"Stop the green light... I'm afraid this piece of grass can feed all the cavalry of Song Dynasty."

"Don't worry about Zhao Kuangyin, I want to hear the story of Mrs. Huarui. How can you explain it when you are so green?"

Seeing someone urging, the archeology of Peking University hastened to talk about it.

"Actually, it's okay. For example, Mrs. Huarui still covered it up."

"Because there were no such things as photos in ancient times, if you want to remember, you can only draw pictures, and the Meng Chang in Mrs. Huarui's memory and the Meng Chang in Zhao Kuangyin's impression are completely two people."

"It's normal to admit mistakes, and Mrs. Huarui really knows how to explain."

"She said that this portrait of Meng Chang is a portrait of Zhang Xian spread among the people in Shu, and if you worship it devoutly, you can have children."

"Historical records show that Zhao Kuangyin joked that it was effective after listening to the words. He knew that he was here to send off his children, so he and Mrs. Huarui started to send off their children."

"Afterwards, it was said that it was not appropriate for Zhang Xian to be placed in the bedroom, and he had to be dedicated to enshrine it. If the portrait is transferred, there will be no news."

"But later this matter was known by other concubines, and they also came to ask for Zhang Xian's portrait. Later, it was spread outside the palace and became the folk gift of Zhang Xian at that time."

"I am afraid that Meng Chang is the only one who can openly enjoy the worship of the people as the king of subjugation."

After the archaeologist Baoyou of Peking University finished speaking, the live broadcast room exploded.

It's not because the content of what he said is good, but because the speed of the car is too fast, and the treasure friends reacted.

"It's a good one to send off the heirs. The speed of the car is so overwhelming that I didn't realize it."

"It took me a long time to figure it out."

"This is really a god!"

"I'm going to ask my girlfriend when I will send off the heir."

"Well, I crawled out from under the bed and said that I was sending my son Zhang Xian. Do you think he believes it?"

The chats of treasure friends are getting bigger and bigger.

The archaeological friends of Peking University also panicked.

"Don't mind, I'm going in if you keep chatting like this!"

"This spread five hundred times is enough to drink tea!"

But these words are useless, Baoyou still joked happily.

"Baoyou, you top students at Peking University are really different. Before, you applauded for love, and later, you gave away your heirs. Absolutely!"

It's good that Baoyou didn't mention it, but when it was mentioned, everyone laughed.

No wonder people say that Peking University produces talents, and it is true when you think about it, especially the creativity of this famous sentence is absolutely amazing!
"I don't think you need to be called an archaeologist at Peking University."

"This is clearly the Lich King of the Great Beida, right?"

Baoyou, an archaeologist of Peking University, still wanted to argue, but Baoyou didn't give him a chance in the live broadcast room, and directly confirmed the name of the Lich King.

At this time, Ning Fan couldn't stand it anymore, so he spoke leisurely.

"Okay, if you continue to talk, the live broadcast room will be blocked."

"Take it easy!"

After speaking, he looked back at the screen and nodded to the debtors.

"Baoyou Lich King said quite well, but the speed of the car is a bit faster, please bear with me."

"puff!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room sprayed water directly.

I asked them to stop just now, I thought this stalk was over, but I didn't expect it to be all of you, don't say it, let me do it!
It really is Master Ning, too ruthless!

The assistant in the live broadcast room quickly helped to give the archaeologist an exclusive title, the Lich King.

In the midst of joy, the archeology student Baoyou could only accept this avatar, secretly feeling lucky that he played on the trumpet, otherwise this would definitely be dead.

Ning Fan returned to normal after teasing, and seriously talked about Shui Cheng.

"Baoyou, I just said that this thing is from an official kiln. In fact, there are two other places where we can see the origin of this thing."

"There is an ink smear in the circle of Shuicheng. Even after so many years, I can still see the golden presence in the middle of this ink smear."

"This is the finest gold ink at that time, and it can only be found in the palace."

"And this type of thing is recorded in the history books."

"Ms. Huarui, in recognition of Emperor Mu's grace, rewarded a blue-glazed halberd water Cheng, decorated with hibiscus patterns, fired for the official kiln, with plain circles."

When everyone heard the words, they looked at the information sent by Ning Fan and secretly thought outrageous!
Such information can be found, what else can Ning Fan not find.

"Also."

Ning Fan saw the title and opened his mouth slightly.

"There are still some materials that I haven't read."

"for example?"

The treasure friends are all curious now, what other books Ning Fan has never read.

(End of this chapter)