Datang male nanny

Chapter 223 This Kid Should Be Killed
"'Kyushu is angry and relies on the wind and thunder, and it is sad to see thousands of horses. I urge the Lord of Heaven to cheer up and send down talents without sticking to one pattern.' When Wu Ding made these sighs, he was standing in front of Fuhao's tomb and weeping."

When Ni Tu narrated this point, all the audience burst into tears.

Ni Tu couldn't bear to interrupt this, so he gritted his teeth and insisted, continuing the story that lasted for two hours.

In such a scene, Ni Tu should have woken the wood up and left when he was talking about the middle, but seeing so many lovely little ladies listening mesmerizingly, he gritted his teeth sympathetically and persisted.

"Fu Hao's life was fixed at the age of thirty-three, and Wu Ding was in great grief. Wu Ding, contrary to common sense, buried her next to the palace where he handles major military and political affairs, and let himself guard her at all times."

"The floating clouds clouded me, the sad wind swirled for me, and the three vows were clearly stated. At that time, the heaven and the earth were sad and angry for me. How could I bear to leave my beloved wife alone and let him go to hell alone..."

Tears had already hit his face, and everyone present spurned him for it.

Ni Tu couldn't express this feeling, so he could only sing with a beautiful voice:
"Ah Xin, lives somewhere in the Yin Ruins, like a vulture, perched on the top of the mountain..."

"Ah Xin, the front of the Jokhang Temple is covered with sunshine, drink a pot of sweet tea, and we chat about the past..."

"Ah Xin, you always dress up like a boy, but you are stronger than Gesang, and you blow through the bumps like the wind..."

"Xin, love is a sad seed, you are a tree, you will never wither..."

Angela Chang's loud and melodious tune has traveled through the millennium, hovering melodiously over the Tang Dynasty.

The people present were already full of tears.

"Even though the elegy is so, Wu Ding is still worried that no one will take care of Fu Hao after her death, and still feels that his protection power is not enough to reach deep into the nether world. So he led his descendants to hold large-scale sacrifices for Fu Hao again and again."

"And held many ghost marriages for Fuhao, and betrothed her ghost to three former Shang kings: Wuding's sixth ancestor Zuyi, eleventh ancestor Taijia, and thirteenth ancestor Chengtang. In the end, Fuhao After being betrothed to Cheng Tang, Wu Ding finally felt relieved, thinking that with as many as three great ancestors taking care of her together, Fu Hao could get safety and care in the underworld."

"Whenever there is a war in the country, Wu Ding will personally lead his descendants and ministers to hold a large-scale sacrifice for Fu Hao, and ask her spirit in heaven to bless him so that he can win the flag. This shows Wu Ding's affection for Fu Hao."

"She is not only a general who is good at fighting and drinking, but also a noble lady who loves beauty and is good at grooming. She is also an aristocratic lord with independent financial capabilities and has a huge slave group. Fu Hao is the first truly legendary woman in Chinese history, a great queen."

"Crack!" Xing Mu knocked down, and Ni Tu finally finished:

"This is the end of the story of Fu Hao, the number one heroine in the ages. Thank you for listening. Next time, I will break down the Monkey King's troubles in the Heavenly Palace."

"Snapped!"

The gavel fell again, and the people present still stood still, immersed in the grief and indignation of Fu Hao's death.

"Snowing!"

Someone exclaimed, and everyone looked up at the sky, and let the ice and snow melt on their cheeks, and when it was cold, everyone woke up slowly.

"Snowing!"

call……

The talents at the scene began to talk about it.

One by one, the umbrellas are opened, like duckweed in the water, lotus leaves in the lake, drifting away along the street and in all directions.

After a while, the originally bustling place fell silent.

The clerks still cleaned up the tables, chairs and benches.

Ni Tu had already stepped down from the stage, helping the old master to walk carefully on the slippery snowy ground.

When I came to the store, the bustle of the drinkers had just begun.

Warm up a jug of wine steaming hot, and fill it up for the old master.

He squeezed his glass and drank it down.

Refill, refill.

Until he drank all the pot of wine, his face was flushed, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The old master suddenly covered his face and began to cry bitterly.

Xue Sanniang's eyes also turned red.

Just as Ni Tu looked up at her, she turned and covered her face and ran to the backyard.

The figure was obviously crying.

Ni Tu didn't know what was going on, and when he turned around, he suddenly felt that the noisy tavern suddenly became quiet.

Ni Tu looked around the hall, and found that everyone was silent with their heads down.

Everyone's eyes were full of tears.

Some were already sobbing, and their sleeves were wiping tears over and over again.

Zhen Zhen'er, who was originally lively and active, also rushed in at this time.

Ni Tu wanted to grab his sleeve and ask everyone what happened.

Unexpectedly, this kid also had red and swollen eyes. He flicked the sleeve Ni Tu was holding onto, and walked towards the backyard without raising his head.

"This..." Ni Tu wanted to question, didn't he just tell a story, why did these people fall into the plot of the story so simply, and couldn't get out.

If television and movies were invented, these people would cry to death.

But after some questioning in his heart, Ni Tu felt that he was too heartless.

This kind of world is the world of true temperament that values ​​love and righteousness.

And in the world of the previous life, apart from being busy chasing interests and working hard for a living, what else could there be?If compared with the people in this world, I am a steel warrior who is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons and will not be confused by all kinds of emotions, but isn't that forced by the cruel and merciless life and the world?

In this world, although the material is not abundant, and the spiritual world is limited to a certain extent, the true nature of people is well preserved, creating a pure and true world.

At this time, Ni Tu was afraid that he was too cruel to tell them about this great tragedy, and even worked so hard to perform it so hard.

Since then, Ni Tu has planted a sinful and tragic seed in the hearts of Tang people.

Ni Tu originally wanted to use stories to see the jokes of the people of Tang Dynasty, but he didn't expect that he would become the biggest joke.

The depressed and resentful Ni Tu stood at the door of the store, looking up at the sky, letting the ice and snow fall on his face, melting the scorching heat and anger on his face.

Ni Tu was feeling depressed and angry.

In a luxurious car, Wu Meier nestled in Li Zhi's arms, crying uncontrollably.

Li Zhi gently stroked Wu Meier's sleeve, and patted it like coaxing a baby. "Okay, okay, it's all that brat's fault! I made my concubine sad. I'll kill this kid when I turn around, and vent my anger on my concubine's behalf."

Wu Meier patted Li Zhi's chest coquettishly, pouted her mouth and said: "Your Majesty calm down, kill him, how can you make money, how can you listen to other good stories, the concubine loves Fu Hao's life experience, so young It's a pity that the fairy passed away!"

"Yes, it would be great if everyone could live forever!" Li Zhi felt very melancholy, thinking of his father, who was seeking immortality.

He really hoped to have such a panacea, but he was very contradictory. If he had already had it, would it be his turn to be the emperor?If the royal father lived to be a hundred years old, he might not even be the prince now.Or, even if he is, he has always been a prince.

In that case, how sad!
(End of this chapter)