One emperor through the ages?White-haired loli!

Yan Lu was also stunned, and then replied with a smile full of joy: "How is it possible, if it is really dangerous, will I bring Xiao Chuan with me? Isn't it Xiao Chuan?"

"Sister Wulian, save me, save me, I was actually tied up by my aunt—ah hahahaha, it's okay, I'm kidding, I'm safe now, and I can drink a little wine, really, um! Auntie, don't pinch me Butt hurts (whispers)"

Gou Chuan's unchanging personality makes Gu Wulian feel relieved, after all, it is indeed impossible for Yan Lu to take Su Mengchuan to do dangerous work.

"As long as you two have nothing to do...that's it, I'll hang up first."

"...Ah? Well, that's fine." Although Yan Lu, who had just finished repairing his niece's buttocks, was a little bit reluctant, he still replied, "Goodbye, aunt...how about we have another video call tonight?"

"night……"

Gu Wulian subconsciously turned her head to look at Ji Liqing, the girl was still standing upright like a sharp sword, keeping her eyes slightly downcast, unable to see her expression clearly.

"Tonight...forget it, my aunt has something to do, it should be fine tomorrow."

"Ok!"

"Goodbye, Miss Wulian! Just remember to call me next time!"

Xiao Chuan finally struggled to say hello to Ms. Gu, and there was another bloody storm on the other end of the phone.

Gu Wulian hung up the phone with a smile, and looked up at the teachers: "Excuse me... is this okay?"

"..."

The expressions of the teachers were wonderful. The female teacher who questioned Gu Wulian at first was very hesitant: "It's not us... making things difficult, it's just this... Yan Lu."

"It's a bit different from high school..."

a bit big?More than a little big?

But any teacher who knew Yan Lu in that period would never associate her with the girl on the phone just now.

But the voice... is really close, and it can be heard somewhat similar.

That little girl who was distressed and admired at that time... Has she really come out completely?

"Boom boom boom!"

Just when these teachers were hesitating how to continue talking to Gu Wulian, the dull and forceful knock on the door suddenly made people startled.

The expression of the young teacher, who was originally enthusiastic about watching the play, changed drastically, and he immediately sat up again as if he was facing a formidable enemy. Within a second, the knocker pushed the door open and entered.

"Ms. Zhao, Chen Liang in your class—"

With long white hair and a piercing voice, the person who came could only be the white-haired witch Tang Danpei from No. [-] Middle School.

But this time, she, who has always been vigorous and resolute and never procrastinated, was stunned in a rare way after entering the office.

It also has white hair, but compared with the color and luster that seems to carry the purest beauty, Tang Danpei's white hair is so eclipsed.

It's just that she doesn't care about this kind of thing. It's the face of the white-haired owner that makes Tang Danpei stunned.

Apart from the more unforgettable surprise than Xuefa, there is another more important reason, that is, she had seen this face not long ago.

Gu Wulian was also slightly stunned when she saw the person who came. She had never seen anyone with white hair like her since she was reborn, so she couldn't help feeling close to her.

"Excuse me... are you Director Tang?"

She smiled politely and reached out to Tang Danpei: "My name is Gu, hello."

"..." The woman with the same white hair quickly came back to her senses, and lightly shook Gu Wulian's hand, "Second Senior High School Director, senior, Tang Danpei, hello, Ms. Gu."

"Excuse me." She stared at Gu Wulian, "What do you want?"

"This lady... Ms. Gu." The teacher who only learned Gu Wulian's surname now explained, "She is Yan Lu's aunt. She said she passed by Yushan on business, so she came to No. [-] Middle School to learn about Yan Lu's past. experience at school."

"Yan Lu..."

Tang Danpei frowned slightly, and knew who he was referring to almost without thinking: "Does Yan Lu from the second and fourth classes, does she have an aunt?"

She looked at Gu Wulian with the same suspicion as her previous teacher.

"It's from a distant room." Gu Wulian patiently re-explained, "I met Ah Lu not long ago."

"Yan Lu has no distant relatives."

Compared with the doubts of other teachers, after hearing this sentence, Tang Danpei said categorically: "The only relatives who have contact with her are her mother, sister, niece and grandma. The father has long since cut off all contact. , if you are from there, it is impossible to know that you have such a niece, even if you know, she has nothing to do with you."

The woman's eyes turned from staring to staring, sharp as a knife: "Although I don't know where you learned about Yan Lu, even if she has graduated from No. [-] Middle School for seven years, we will not reveal any privacy about her. .If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I will choose..."

For some reason, her words suddenly froze again.

"Niece..." Before Gu Wulian, who was stunned by Tang Danpei's series of questions, opened his mouth, a teacher reacted in shock, "Yes, Su Mengchuan is Yan Lu's niece, right? Appeared?"

"People who are clichés, don't know this much...Director Tang, I feel that this Ms. Gu is not lying. She just called Yan Lu and her niece in front of us."

But to everyone's surprise, Tang Danpei didn't get entangled in this matter, but asked directly: "You came here just for Yan Lu?"

"Yes?" Gu Wulian was inexplicable: "Otherwise, what else could it be for?"

"..."

Tang Danpei took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, Ms. Gu, please come with me."

"……what?"

"It's about Chen Liang."

The vigorous woman said, "It's the student you stopped from the intersection just now."

Only then did Gu Wulian's expression change. She looked into Tang Danpei's eyes without any hesitation, nor did she ask any nonsense in a daze, she just nodded and said: "Okay, please lead the way."

Tang Danpei nodded in response, turned around and opened the door to go out, and Gu Wulian turned around and said "excuse me" to the teachers, and naturally left with Tang Danpei.

Ji Liqing quietly followed Gu Wulian and closed the door.

There was silence in the office.

"...What the hell is going on here?" The young female teacher wondered, "Yan Lu, is the legendary student from our No. [-] Middle School seven years ago, right? I seem to have come here after she graduated two years ago."

"Her aunt...is it real or fake?"

"It doesn't look like a fake."

The mature female teacher who has been questioning Gu Wulian was the first to affirm Gu Wulian's identity: "That lady's appearance and aura, there is no need to lie to us, she is not an ordinary person at first glance."

"Has Yan Lu really become the girl on the phone?" The middle-aged male teacher still couldn't believe it, "This..."

"Isn't this a good thing?" Another old teacher sighed, "She really walked out of the world by herself."

While the old teachers were full of emotions, the young female teacher had a flash of inspiration and said suddenly: "On the phone just now, there was a little girl named Ms. Gu... Miss Wu Lian, right?"

"So, she is called Wu Lian, and then..."

The young girl's voice gradually weakened, and she couldn't believe what she said:

"...Then, is your surname Gu?"

"..."

The office became extremely quiet again.

The temples of the old teachers were throbbing.

What had happened to the genius student back then in the past seven years?

His personality changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to receive 500 million cash. This can all be explained by life experiences.

But this "My aunt is Gu Wulian"... How can those four words explain it clearly!

Chapter 210 Three - The Damn Thesis

Bian Liang likes history class very much. To be precise, he likes to look through the thick and heavy years, read all the heroes of the past, their rise and fall, and savor the process of deducing their magnificence repeatedly in his mind.

In this regard, she is also very fortunate that she was born in this country. There have been countless romantic figures in the millennium since Emperor Zhenxian established the Dynasty of Truth, let alone the era of cultivating immortals four to five thousand years ago.

Every time the lives of these heroes are deduced in the replay, Bian Liang will ask herself what choice she will make when faced with many choices that affect the trajectory of their lives.

And the final results usually prove that these names described with iron and silver hooks in the books carved over the years have a height beyond her reach.

In the 27th year of the Guangxiao calendar, the fifth emperor of Jiantian Pavilion, the Emperor Zhenxian, still exists in the world, and Yu Yuanling quickly dissipates.But he spent all his cultivation and only sought a chance for the Immortal Emperor, but failed, so he sat down on the same day, laughed loudly before he died, and said three times without regret.

In the first year of Gu Zhi's calendar, the only third female emperor of the Dynasty of Truth beheaded four family members in a row, splashing blood on the court hall, and reproduced the massacre of the family by Emperor Zhenxian when he founded the country with thunderous momentum. I was on the front line of life and death in the family's desperate counterattack, but I became the winner in the end, and 400 years after the death of Emperor Yu Zhen, I once again broke the backbone of the family.

In the 33rd year of the Daohua calendar, the current situation was turbulent. In March, there were 21 corrupt officials and bandit chieftains led by heroic swordsmen. At the end of the Yuanling era, he set up his own law gate and quenched all the Yuanlings into his body, leaving no trace to use magic techniques. , to the fullest extent of the flesh, there is no one before or after.Near the end of the Dharma era, in Hanshui Plain, one man killed [-] armored heavy cavalry with one sword, beheaded [-] cavalry, and with his own strength, kept the [-] people in Hanshui Town unscathed, and died of exhaustion.According to rumors, before his death, he roared like a dragon and a tiger, and the livers and gallbladders of all beasts in a radius of thousands of miles were shattered.Although the method of tempering the body was cut off with the death of his body, the sword stele erected on the Hanshui Plain still exists today.

From the detached gods and Taoists, to the human monarch overlooking all living beings, to the blood-splattered martial artist who draws his sword five steps...even scholars, scholars, traffickers and pawns, in that millennium that no one of the countless historians dared to claim to have understood. In history, there have been amazing and even romantic figures.

The more he studies history, the more Bian Liang feels his insignificance and inadequacy amidst the vast sea of ​​outstanding people.

"...The Blackstone King Zhou Guotai's fief, according to the map of the dust calendar period, included nearly two-thirds of Yushan, and as we all know, Zhou Guotai is the only son of Emperor Zhaochen, so if we go back, we Yushan is also the land of the crouching dragon, which is amazing."

The teacher's explanation brought Bian Liang back to her senses. Sitting in the row near the window in the corridor, she rested her chin on one hand, thinking about everything about Zhou Guotai and Emperor Zhaochen.

The two were originally father and son, but according to the logic of normal feudal dynasties, Zhou Guotai, who is not only the eldest son, but also the only son, no matter how fatuous and incompetent he is, should inherit the rule of Zhaochen Emperor Zhou Ning'an.

But the actual situation is that Zhou Guotai is not fatuous and incompetent, nor can he inherit the imperial power of the Dynasty of Truth.

The historians of later generations, also because of Emperor Zhaochen's determination and the choice of successive emperors in the succession of the throne of the truth dynasty, did not define the truth dynasty as a pure feudal dynasty.

"Zhou Guotai..."

There are not many records about this Blackstone King in history. Although in general, apart from his failure to compete for imperial power, his reputation is very good, but there is nothing outstanding.

Because the light of his father Zhaochendi is too dazzling, and the Black Stone King who has not been recognized by Zhou Ning'an in his whole life, it is difficult to shine in the writings of historians at various historical stages.

However, even if he failed to become the third emperor of the Truth Dynasty, Zhou Guotai did not complain when he was exiled to the undeveloped and even barren Yushan area at that time. On the contrary, he worked hard to build this large area. In the end, he didn't even think about doing something based on this place, but died here peacefully.

"Bian Liang."

The teacher suddenly said: "What Zhou Guotai did, what are the three most significant things for his fief?"

Bian Liang thought for about two seconds, and then replied very fluently: "The first thing is to spend almost all of my savings to help local farmers reclaim a lot of farmland, and invite immortal cultivators to improve the soil and water at a high price. There may even be feng shui, which makes the originally barren terracotta very fertile, which will benefit thousands of years."

"The second thing is to personally lead the army to resist the evil spirits that hadn't completely disappeared at that time... Although it is still doubtful whether such creatures exist, it should be true that Zhou Guotai led the army to fight against something."

The girl paused, and then added: "According to the records of "Zhaochen Biography", although Emperor Zhaochen himself has a good cultivation level, he is not willing to practice orthodox Taoism, thinking that those things are too time-consuming and energy-consuming, and delay political affairs. So I am more keen on Qimen Dunjia, which can be easily learned with sufficient talent and only needs to spend some spare time."

"Zhou Guotai is like a father. He is also proficient in strange arts, but his talent is much lower. He is not a strong cultivator. Under such circumstances, he is willing to go to the front line in person, just to defend the barren and barren fiefdom. It is even more commendable."

"Third...Even though Zhou Guotai was fighting for power with his father Zhaochen Emperor at that time, he still felt that he was qualified and capable of inheriting the great rule, and it was not just an act of treason. According to his performance in the fief, he was indeed qualified. So even after the failure, Zhou Guotai, who was exiled here, still expected the Kingdom of Truth to become more and more powerful in essence, so he vigorously promoted it in his fiefdom... In today's words, it is patriotic education, which made the originally barren land and life poor. And the civilian leaders who had no sense of belonging to the Dynasty of Truth completely returned to their hearts within two generations, and also produced many important officials in the court, completely changing the fate of this fiefdom and its people."

Bian Liang talked about a lot of things in one breath, mixed with a lot of very subjective personal understanding, almost completely divorced from the things in the book.

But the teacher on the podium smiled and nodded, and said loudly: "What Bian Liang said is very good, although there are some discrepancies with the textbook, but you can rest assured that such an answer is written on the test paper, and no matter what history teacher it is, it will give you a score." If you don't give it, just find me."

"classmates."

The kind-faced teacher pushed his glasses, and although his tone was rigorous, he was gentle enough: "Tell me, what is the role of history?"

"Look at yourself to learn from the way forward."

The answers in the class were very uniform, and Bian Liang was among them.

"That's right, look at yourself to learn from the way forward... We read history, study history, and face questions arising from history for the sake of thinking, rather than copying historical facts, historical materials, and historical commentary."

The teacher stepped off the podium and waved the history textbook in his hand: "Who will tell me, what is the first sentence of the introduction to this book?"

"History is the accumulated leaves, and you are the new shoots that break the ground. The meaning of its existence is to serve as the nourishment for you to grow towards the sky and face the scorching sun."

Bian Liang replied very smoothly: "Professor Su Haitong's famous saying is simple, clear, powerful."

The history teacher nodded happily: "It's not unreasonable for Professor Su to become a master in the academic world at a young age. I hope that all students can also keep these words of Professor Su firmly in mind."

"Teacher, although it's a bit out of date—" a student scratched his head and said, "But if the writing in the college entrance examination is too subjective, will it affect the score?"

The teacher laughed and said: "Thinking does not mean unconstrained thinking, and being subjective does not mean making random assumptions. As long as it is within the correct and reasonable range, of course it will not affect the score."

"I hope that you can maintain this attitude in your future study of history."

All the men said with emotion: "Looking back on the past, I have benefited a lot."

Bian Liang silently nodded, deeply agreeing.

When you put your mind into it, time goes by very quickly. The beautiful girl with a rare surname in the first grade always feels that there is not enough time. It seems that a class has just passed by in the blink of an eye.

After tidying up the desktop and getting ready for the next class, Bian Liang got up and stretched, ready to go to the bathroom first and then come back to continue studying.

"My God... is this Chen Liang? That Chen Liang from Class [-]? He's crazy!"

"..." The noisy exclamation and discussion of the students made Bian Liang narrow his eyes slightly, and his movements also stopped.

"I remember that he has been a little bit like that since the second year of high school, but at that time, at most, he would say some straight-ball patriotic words that we listened to little embarrassment. He didn't say such violent talk at all, right?"

"Uh... Is this a violent theory? I feel like that kind of thing... Haven't you guys been angry because of Jun Mi?"