Chapter 608
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The charm of exploring history lies in that later generations can imagine the ancient things with their own senses, so as to make them more in line with the yearning of their hearts.
Therefore, when Li Chunfeng slowly opened the door of Jianjia house, Sima Annan, who belonged to the youth's temperament, could not help sighing in a low voice:
"the reeds are green, and the White Dew is frost. The so-called Yi people, on the water side, once lived here, must be a beautiful and irresistible fairy."
Sima Annan fell down with Appreciative words, and the door was completely opened by Li Chunfeng, and then the whole building scene was completely presented in front of everyone.
The boudoir of women in summer, even for nuns, also has a large number of small objects, such as rouge, water powder, etc., which are filled with boudoir. However, there are few objects in the balcony in front of people, such as a bed, a futon, and a stone table and chair made of white Shenyu. However, the arrangement is very exquisite, which is closely related to the charm of Tao, and has a kind of majestic Feel the pavement.
What a coincidence!
In front of the door, Li Chunfeng respectfully side, Zhao Yu gently raised his feet, stepped into the Jianjia house, looked around.
This Jianjia house has only one floor, but it is extremely huge, which makes the whole space particularly bright. Maybe in ancient times, there were many valuable treasures in the house. But at this time, except for the bed and other objects made of white Shenyu, the rest had been completely eliminated in the countless years.
One after another, a group of people stepped into the building belonging to a female disciple of yuanshizong in ancient times. The world is so wonderful. After countless years of separation, the girl's most private boudoir ushered in the young emperor of later dynasties.
"The world is merciless. Too many things have disappeared, so there is not much we can see."
Sima Annan, who was out of the dust in white and was shaking a folding fan, did not reach out to touch anything in the room, because all the people present knew that after countless years, the things in the room that had lost the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth, once touched and stained with Yang, would immediately fly out of smoke.
His voice dropped and Li Chunfeng, who was following Zhao Yu, opened his mouth and replied:
"it is difficult to confirm the race and identity of the owner of this building after time erosion!"
At the end of Li Chun's anecdote, Zhao Yu, who was at the front of Jianjia, suddenly stopped. His steady voice sounded in the broad hall:
"women here are human beings!"
When the young emperor said this, everyone was surprised, because all the historical books and myths that were handed down in the world recorded the decline of the human race in ancient times. They were almost at the bottom of the social class. They were even raised as blood food by some vicious races and countries. They were no different from the animals now.
At this time, according to the words of the young emperor, if the owner of the Jianjia house was an ancient people, it would be like that in the present Daxia Taoist palace, there was a disciple of livestock, and he was the first seed with extraordinary talent. How can we not be surprised?
However, although they were surprised, everyone knew the temperament of the young emperor. Zhao Yu always talked about it and would never shoot for no reason. Therefore, everyone stopped to wait for Zhao Yu's follow-up words.
Then Zhao Yu gently raised his right hand and pointed his slender finger to the corner of the building. On the dresser made of white Shenyu, there was a very insignificant dark red. The dark red was a small red rope full of large and small knots, which hung down the mirror on the table top. The rope was originally very red, but at this time, it almost faded away. If you don't observe carefully, the color of the rope is almost gone, The past will be ignored.
Then Zhao Yu spoke softly, and his voice sounded again with infinite dignity:
"when I traveled with my master in the summer, I had seen this rope in the countryside. In ancient times, people were so small that they didn't even create their own words, let alone books and other things. Therefore, in ancient times, tying ropes was a record. Things were big, things were big, things were small, and ropes were small."
Zhao Yu said here, pausing for a few moments, he took everyone to the dressing table, looked at the faded red rope with large and small knots in front of him, and continued to say:
"this is the red knot rope of the human race. Although the girl of the Terran family who lives in Jianjia residence has joined the first large number of original patriarchs of Yuanqiao Xiandao, she still does not forget her roots and practices the human race The vulgarity has been preserved, which can be seen from the name of this building. "
After the young emperor finished speaking, the people looked at the dim red knot rope in front of them, and their hearts were filled with warm blood and warm emotions.
Perhaps in ancient times, the Terran did not have its own country, the Terran drifted around, and the Terran lived at the bottom, but there were pioneers who were always working hard, getting stronger, and always making efforts for the whole race. They did not lose themselves, and kept in mind their original intention and mission. Only in this way can we have a powerful country with incomparable prosperity and become the overlord of China.
Obviously, this is the pioneer.
No matter what the final outcome of the maiden who sat in front of the dresser and silently tied red knots after the sinking of Yuanqiao Xiandao on the sea floor, she deserves the respect of all the descendants. Therefore, Zhao Yu raised her hand, and all the people behind her raised their hands together to show their respect.Glory of summer, glory of human race!
At the end of the ceremony, Zhao Yu slowly stretched out his right hand to touch the long red knot rope. A strong silver mist appeared on his hand, which was the power of the original country.
The red knot rope still exists after so many years, so it is definitely a treasure. At the same time, the young emperor had a premonition that if he contacted the red knot rope with pure origin, he could read the events recorded in the rope clearly and understand the past events of the ancient times thoroughly.
However, under the gaze of all people's expectant eyes, Zhao Yu stopped his right hand at the moment before touching it, then pulled it back, and then his steady voice was quietly around Jianjia home:
"things in ancient times have been completely submerged in the torrent of history, so let him go, but the will and spirit of the pioneers can not be lost. I encourage you to go with you Don't disturb our ancestors. "
Then the party slowly out of the Jianjia house, Li Chunfeng turned back, gently closed the white Shenyu gate, and his expression was more respectful than when he pushed it open.
This door closed a period of sad ancient times, which may be blurred and forgotten with the passage of time, but as long as there are one or two people to remember, that is enough, especially among these people, there is the supreme emperor of the summer.
The way of heaven is merciless, but the ashes and dust of history are not cold and incomparable, it still has residual temperature.
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The charm of exploring history lies in that later generations can imagine the ancient things with their own senses, so as to make them more in line with the yearning of their hearts.
Therefore, when Li Chunfeng slowly opened the door of Jianjia house, Sima Annan, who belonged to the youth's temperament, could not help sighing in a low voice:
"the reeds are green, and the White Dew is frost. The so-called Yi people, on the water side, once lived here, must be a beautiful and irresistible fairy."
Sima Annan fell down with Appreciative words, and the door was completely opened by Li Chunfeng, and then the whole building scene was completely presented in front of everyone.
The boudoir of women in summer, even for nuns, also has a large number of small objects, such as rouge, water powder, etc., which are filled with boudoir. However, there are few objects in the balcony in front of people, such as a bed, a futon, and a stone table and chair made of white Shenyu. However, the arrangement is very exquisite, which is closely related to the charm of Tao, and has a kind of majestic Feel the pavement.
What a coincidence!
In front of the door, Li Chunfeng respectfully side, Zhao Yu gently raised his feet, stepped into the Jianjia house, looked around.
This Jianjia house has only one floor, but it is extremely huge, which makes the whole space particularly bright. Maybe in ancient times, there were many valuable treasures in the house. But at this time, except for the bed and other objects made of white Shenyu, the rest had been completely eliminated in the countless years.
One after another, a group of people stepped into the building belonging to a female disciple of yuanshizong in ancient times. The world is so wonderful. After countless years of separation, the girl's most private boudoir ushered in the young emperor of later dynasties.
"The world is merciless. Too many things have disappeared, so there is not much we can see."
Sima Annan, who was out of the dust in white and was shaking a folding fan, did not reach out to touch anything in the room, because all the people present knew that after countless years, the things in the room that had lost the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth, once touched and stained with Yang, would immediately fly out of smoke.
His voice dropped and Li Chunfeng, who was following Zhao Yu, opened his mouth and replied:
"it is difficult to confirm the race and identity of the owner of this building after time erosion!"
At the end of Li Chun's anecdote, Zhao Yu, who was at the front of Jianjia, suddenly stopped. His steady voice sounded in the broad hall:
"women here are human beings!"
When the young emperor said this, everyone was surprised, because all the historical books and myths that were handed down in the world recorded the decline of the human race in ancient times. They were almost at the bottom of the social class. They were even raised as blood food by some vicious races and countries. They were no different from the animals now.
At this time, according to the words of the young emperor, if the owner of the Jianjia house was an ancient people, it would be like that in the present Daxia Taoist palace, there was a disciple of livestock, and he was the first seed with extraordinary talent. How can we not be surprised?
However, although they were surprised, everyone knew the temperament of the young emperor. Zhao Yu always talked about it and would never shoot for no reason. Therefore, everyone stopped to wait for Zhao Yu's follow-up words.
Then Zhao Yu gently raised his right hand and pointed his slender finger to the corner of the building. On the dresser made of white Shenyu, there was a very insignificant dark red. The dark red was a small red rope full of large and small knots, which hung down the mirror on the table top. The rope was originally very red, but at this time, it almost faded away. If you don't observe carefully, the color of the rope is almost gone, The past will be ignored.
Then Zhao Yu spoke softly, and his voice sounded again with infinite dignity:
"when I traveled with my master in the summer, I had seen this rope in the countryside. In ancient times, people were so small that they didn't even create their own words, let alone books and other things. Therefore, in ancient times, tying ropes was a record. Things were big, things were big, things were small, and ropes were small."
Zhao Yu said here, pausing for a few moments, he took everyone to the dressing table, looked at the faded red rope with large and small knots in front of him, and continued to say:
"this is the red knot rope of the human race. Although the girl of the Terran family who lives in Jianjia residence has joined the first large number of original patriarchs of Yuanqiao Xiandao, she still does not forget her roots and practices the human race The vulgarity has been preserved, which can be seen from the name of this building. "
After the young emperor finished speaking, the people looked at the dim red knot rope in front of them, and their hearts were filled with warm blood and warm emotions.
Perhaps in ancient times, the Terran did not have its own country, the Terran drifted around, and the Terran lived at the bottom, but there were pioneers who were always working hard, getting stronger, and always making efforts for the whole race. They did not lose themselves, and kept in mind their original intention and mission. Only in this way can we have a powerful country with incomparable prosperity and become the overlord of China.
Obviously, this is the pioneer.
No matter what the final outcome of the maiden who sat in front of the dresser and silently tied red knots after the sinking of Yuanqiao Xiandao on the sea floor, she deserves the respect of all the descendants. Therefore, Zhao Yu raised her hand, and all the people behind her raised their hands together to show their respect.Glory of summer, glory of human race!
At the end of the ceremony, Zhao Yu slowly stretched out his right hand to touch the long red knot rope. A strong silver mist appeared on his hand, which was the power of the original country.
The red knot rope still exists after so many years, so it is definitely a treasure. At the same time, the young emperor had a premonition that if he contacted the red knot rope with pure origin, he could read the events recorded in the rope clearly and understand the past events of the ancient times thoroughly.
However, under the gaze of all people's expectant eyes, Zhao Yu stopped his right hand at the moment before touching it, then pulled it back, and then his steady voice was quietly around Jianjia home:
"things in ancient times have been completely submerged in the torrent of history, so let him go, but the will and spirit of the pioneers can not be lost. I encourage you to go with you Don't disturb our ancestors. "
Then the party slowly out of the Jianjia house, Li Chunfeng turned back, gently closed the white Shenyu gate, and his expression was more respectful than when he pushed it open.
This door closed a period of sad ancient times, which may be blurred and forgotten with the passage of time, but as long as there are one or two people to remember, that is enough, especially among these people, there is the supreme emperor of the summer.
The way of heaven is merciless, but the ashes and dust of history are not cold and incomparable, it still has residual temperature.
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The charm of exploring history lies in that later generations can imagine the ancient things with their own senses, so as to make them more in line with the yearning of their hearts. Therefore, when Li Chunfeng slowly opened the door of Jianjia house, Sima Annan, who belonged to the youth's temperament, could not help sighing in a low voice: "the reeds are green, and the White Dew is frost. The so-called Yi people, on the water side, once lived here, must be a beautiful and irresistible fairy." Sima Annan fell down with Appreciative words, and the door was completely opened by Li Chunfeng, and then the whole building scene was completely presented in front of everyone. The boudoir of women in summer, even for nuns, also has a large number of small objects, such as rouge, water powder, etc., which are filled with boudoir. However, there are few objects in the balcony in front of people, such as a bed, a futon, and a stone table and chair made of white Shenyu. However, the arrangement is very exquisite, which is closely related to the charm of Tao, and has a kind of majestic Feel the pavement. What a coincidence! In front of the door, Li Chunfeng respectfully side, Zhao Yu gently raised his feet, stepped into the Jianjia house, looked around. This Jianjia house has only one floor, but it is extremely huge, which makes the whole space particularly bright. Maybe in ancient times, there were many valuable treasures in the house. But at this time, except for the bed and other objects made of white Shenyu, the rest had been completely eliminated in the countless years. One after another, a group of people stepped into the building belonging to a female disciple of yuanshizong in ancient times. The world is so wonderful. After countless years of separation, the girl's most private boudoir ushered in the young emperor of later dynasties. "The world is merciless. Too many things have disappeared, so there is not much we can see." Sima Annan, who was out of the dust in white and was shaking a folding fan, did not reach out to touch anything in the room, because all the people present knew that after countless years, the things in the room that had lost the nourishment of the vitality of heaven and earth, once touched and stained with Yang, would immediately fly out of smoke. His voice dropped and Li Chunfeng, who was following Zhao Yu, opened his mouth and replied: "it is difficult to confirm the race and identity of the owner of this building after time erosion!" At the end of Li Chun's anecdote, Zhao Yu, who was at the front of Jianjia, suddenly stopped. His steady voice sounded in the broad hall: "women here are human beings!" When the young emperor said this, everyone was surprised, because all the historical books and myths that were handed down in the world recorded the decline of the human race in ancient times. They were almost at the bottom of the social class. They were even raised as blood food by some vicious races and countries. They were no different from the animals now. At this time, according to the words of the young emperor, if the owner of the Jianjia house was an ancient people, it would be like that in the present Daxia Taoist palace, there was a disciple of livestock, and he was the first seed with extraordinary talent. How can we not be surprised? However, although they were surprised, everyone knew the temperament of the young emperor. Zhao Yu always talked about it and would never shoot for no reason. Therefore, everyone stopped to wait for Zhao Yu's follow-up words. Then Zhao Yu gently raised his right hand and pointed his slender finger to the corner of the building. On the dresser made of white Shenyu, there was a very insignificant dark red. The dark red was a small red rope full of large and small knots, which hung down the mirror on the table top. The rope was originally very red, but at this time, it almost faded away. If you don't observe carefully, the color of the rope is almost gone, The past will be ignored. Then Zhao Yu spoke softly, and his voice sounded again with infinite dignity: "when I traveled with my master in the summer, I had seen this rope in the countryside. In ancient times, people were so small that they didn't even create their own words, let alone books and other things. Therefore, in ancient times, tying ropes was a record. Things were big, things were big, things were small, and ropes were small." Zhao Yu said here, pausing for a few moments, he took everyone to the dressing table, looked at the faded red rope with large and small knots in front of him, and continued to say: "this is the red knot rope of the human race. Although the girl of the Terran family who lives in Jianjia residence has joined the first large number of original patriarchs of Yuanqiao Xiandao, she still does not forget her roots and practices the human race The vulgarity has been preserved, which can be seen from the name of this building. " After the young emperor finished speaking, the people looked at the dim red knot rope in front of them, and their hearts were filled with warm blood and warm emotions. Perhaps in ancient times, the Terran did not have its own country, the Terran drifted around, and the Terran lived at the bottom, but there were pioneers who were always working hard, getting stronger, and always making efforts for the whole race. They did not lose themselves, and kept in mind their original intention and mission. Only in this way can we have a powerful country with incomparable prosperity and become the overlord of China. Obviously, this is the pioneer. No matter what the final outcome of the maiden who sat in front of the dresser and silently tied red knots after the sinking of Yuanqiao Xiandao on the sea floor, she deserves the respect of all the descendants. Therefore, Zhao Yu raised her hand, and all the people behind her raised their hands together to show their respect.Glory of summer, glory of human race! At the end of the ceremony, Zhao Yu slowly stretched out his right hand to touch the long red knot rope. A strong silver mist appeared on his hand, which was the power of the original country. The red knot rope still exists after so many years, so it is definitely a treasure. At the same time, the young emperor had a premonition that if he contacted the red knot rope with pure origin, he could read the events recorded in the rope clearly and understand the past events of the ancient times thoroughly. However, under the gaze of all people's expectant eyes, Zhao Yu stopped his right hand at the moment before touching it, then pulled it back, and then his steady voice was quietly around Jianjia home: "things in ancient times have been completely submerged in the torrent of history, so let him go, but the will and spirit of the pioneers can not be lost. I encourage you to go with you Don't disturb our ancestors. " Then the party slowly out of the Jianjia house, Li Chunfeng turned back, gently closed the white Shenyu gate, and his expression was more respectful than when he pushed it open. This door closed a period of sad ancient times, which may be blurred and forgotten with the passage of time, but as long as there are one or two people to remember, that is enough, especially among these people, there is the supreme emperor of the summer. The way of heaven is merciless, but the ashes and dust of history are not cold and incomparable, it still has residual temperature. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
