Longing for the Life of the Entertainment King

indeed.

Fans are also very tired.

He Hao does not have Weibo, so fans have to follow He Jiong's Weibo, old friend Tong Liya Weibo, Zhao Liying Weibo, rumored girlfriend Di Lireba Weibo, spare tire Yang Chaoyue Weibo, Lai Xiaoqi Weibo in order to get the latest news Weibo, Xiao Aojuan's Weibo, Chen He's Weibo, Deng Chao's Weibo, and now, I have to pay attention to Huang Lei's Weibo again...

Fans are feeling a little tired.

Others are chasing stars, pay attention to the star's own Weibo, and at most add a studio Weibo.

But what about chasing He Hao?

Violently used the Weibo group permission - 'Weibo related to He Hao'.

However, perhaps it is this sense of distance, and He Hao's funny attributes, that are more and more loved by everyone.

Time passed slowly.

nine o'clock.

"Extreme Challenge" officially opened!

'Lijiang Mufu Tusi Yamen' entered the entrance of the scenic spot, seven people walked forward talking and laughing, while admiring the scenery...  

Everyone went up the steps, but saw that the lobby door was closed.

Pushed.

Didn't move.

I am hesitating whether it is time to violently dismantle it.

There was a 'crunch', but a small crack appeared in the door. After seeing everyone, a white-bearded old man opened a door and walked out with a slightly excited tone, "You are finally here."

Everyone: →_→

The director team can really do it!

This heat is rubbed, but it really does not leak traces!

Let an old Taoist appear in the Tusi Yamen... There is no sense of disobedience at all!

"Let me tell you, one of your ancestors is Yan Taizu who created the 'Yan Dynasty' for hundreds of years!" The old man broke out the secret.

Everyone: "???"

Haven't turned the corner yet.

This is the Tusi Yamen, why...

Oh!

Everyone suddenly realized that in ancient times, the chieftain was basically the emperor of the soil.

Therefore, the infrastructure pattern of this Tusi Yamen is very large!

It seems to have a little meaning of a small court.

It may be that the clearance fee of the Forbidden City is too expensive. I am afraid that the local government can also pay a sum of money to promote the scenic spot.

No wonder the director is a bit bald.

Thinking is too shrewd 0.7!

After everyone understood.

He Hao turned his back to the crowd first, shook his head and sighed, "It seems that I can't hide my identity anymore."

Everyone: "???"

He Hao looked at the old way and said faintly, "Yes, when I was a child, my family said that my ancestor was indeed the founding emperor of the 'Yan Chao'. In order to avoid the war, although we changed our surname, it was a pity that it was useless, no matter where we were, it seemed Like fireflies in the dark, so outstanding, so eye-catching! I have been suffering from the handsomeness that I should not be at my age, I am so tired...

Since I'm here, it's fate, old man, just take me to worship my ancestors. "

The crowd fell silent.

The old Taoist was also silent.

If you are so shameless, it really makes people a little uncomfortable to continue! .

Chapter 358 'Yan' Dynasty! 【For subscription】

"Who is it, to be determined!" The old Taoist may have seen the big scene, he coughed dryly, flicked his whisk, and said, "Everyone, why don't we go to the ancestral hall to see the truth and debate the truth!"

"go!"

"Let's go quickly!"

"The pretentious atmosphere here is too strong, I can't stand it!"

"I feel the same!"

He Hao: "..."

Ancestral Temple.

Not as big as expected.

There are also no spiritual cards placed in layers.

There were no two white candles, and the gloomy wind was blowing.

instead……

The energy-saving light bulbs are still a little modern. On the table against the wall, there are several plates of tribute, and on the palm-sized incense burner, three incense candles are curled with green smoke.

On the top, there is a painting of 'Yan Taizu'.

The crowd looked.

Dragon robe.

Master Chair.

Wearing an imperial crown.

Smile, a little amiable.

But... why are these eyes so small!

Everyone silently glanced at Sun Hong18 Lei and 'Yan Taizu'...

"From the face, I can't tell." Zhang Yixing hesitated.

"Indeed, this Danqing painting is not as good as a photo." Luo Zhixiang nodded.

"However, from the eyes, it is very obvious..." Wang Xun bared his two front teeth.

"Honglei, I didn't expect that your eyes were passed down from your ancestors?" Huang Bo laughed.

"Hey! It's like! It's really like!" The old Taoist also hurriedly said, "I didn't expect that the old man could still see the incense of 'Yan Taizu' passed down from generation to generation. It's not a waste of life!"

"Low-key, low-key!" Sun Honglei winked at He Hao.

He Hao said sadly, "Brother Honglei, you can be careful, if you accidentally stretch your eyes, then how can you ask your mother to explain to your ancestors."

Sun Honglei: "..."

The old Taoist tremblingly took a long brocade box on the table, brushed off the dust, opened it, and gently took out the picture inside, saying, "The ancestor's legacy, if you encounter the blood of the great ancestor, you can only open it. This painting..."

"Why?" Sun Honglei asked curiously.

The picture unfolds slowly...

"It is said that since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the 'Yan Dynasty' has sung and danced, and civil officials and military generals have slackened the government. As a result, a huge crisis affecting the whole country broke out, and everyone wanted to..."

The voice of the old man is getting more and more insane...

Swish!

The whole shrine is clean!

As if no one ever appeared!

Only the portrait of 'Yan Taizu' hung on the wall, with the wind blowing, the corners of his mouth seemed to have an illusion of a half-smile but not a smile.

Yan Chao.

in front of the palace.

Sun Honglei sat on the dragon chair, with Erlang's legs crossed, eating an apple.

The eunuch held the imperial decree and shouted in a duck voice, "Fengtian Chengyun, the emperor said, today is the festival of beauty, the day of feasting all the officials, and the whole country celebrates together, so there is a hundred delicacies in the palace, and a feast group is set up. Your Excellency, I admire this."

"The ministers of Xuan Qun have an audience!"

then……

As a national teacher, Huang Bo wore a bright red robe and hurried up with a jade wat, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Done.

Huang Bo sat in the seat.

moment.

"Your Majesty, we haven't started eating yet, what are we waiting for?" Huang Bo looked at the big drumstick in front of him and wanted to do something.

"Didn't you say that there is a feast for the ministers today?" Sun Honglei asked.

"That's right! The minister's surname is Huang and the name is Bo. The characters are all ministers." Huang Bo replied in a straight-forward manner.

"So, when I engage in such a big scene, I invite you to dinner alone?" Sun Honglei gasped.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love!" Huang Bo saluted.

"It seems a bit deserted for two people to eat, Yan Banpan, why don't you go find a few scholars, and when the time comes, you can recite poems and compose poems, which must be very festive." Sun Honglei glanced at the director who was playing the eunuch beside him.

then……

Wang Xun, Zhang Yixing, He Hao, and three people handed over to see each other.

"What are you all doing, each of you introduce yourself?" Sun Honglei asked in a state of majesty.

"This minister is a disciple of Confucius and Mencius. Now that the world has risen to peace, I should congratulate Your Majesty." Zhang Yixing, who was wearing a white robe, bowed his hand.

"Ok!"