Wu Xiaotian ignored everyone's discussions, and he began to speak slowly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"In other words, everything has to start on that night in 1328, when the wife of the farmer Zhu Wusi, Chen, gave birth to a baby boy, well, the baby boy who was born was the later founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang.

When Emperor Dafan was born, there will be some similar strange records in later history books. ”

As soon as he said a few words, Wu Xiaotian's unique method of telling history made everyone stunned.

This history seems to be different from what others say?

All the adults at the scene thought so, they had read a lot of history books, and perhaps listened to some historians' lectures, but only Wu Xiaotian's lecture was a bit different.

Anyway, they haven't read much history, but they are also bright-eyed, and they are attracted by Wu Xiaotian's humorous language style, and they open their eyes one by one and listen with great interest.

"Uncle Wu, what a strange phenomenon!"

"Uh-huh, what's the phenomenon?"

"Will there be a god coming out?"

The children couldn't contain their curiosity and hurriedly asked.

"Don't worry, you'll know the answer soon,"

Wu Xiaotian smiled and continued:

"Strange phenomena, such as wind, rainstorm, aroma, stars shining in the sky, red light everywhere, anyway, to tell you that this person is different from others. Mr. Zhu Yuanzhang was no exception, when he was born, the red light was all over the ground, and there was a strange light in the house at night, so that the neighbors thought it was a fire and ran to the rescue. ”

"Daddy, Daddy, I was born when I was a child, are there any stars in the sky?" one child asked innocently, looking at his father.

"Ah, when the baby is born, it is daytime, and there is the sun during the day, and you see, the sun is much brighter than the stars. The child's father pointed to the sun in the sky and replied with a smile.

"Hmm. The child replied and nodded in satisfaction.

However, at that time, the mood of farmer Zhu Wusi was not like the anxious and joyful fathers we see outside the hospital delivery room today, as a father who already has three sons and two daughters, the first thing to consider is to eat.

Farmer Zhu Wusi's work consists of two parts: he has a tofu shop, but he mainly has to rely on the land of the landlord's family to earn a living, which determines that as a member of this working family, he can only work non-stop to survive.

A month after Xiao Zhu Wusi was born, his parents gave him a name, that is, Zhu Chongba, this name can also be called Zhu Baba. So, let's focus on introducing it here, the names of the Zhu Chongba family are very distinctive. ”

……

Wu Xiaotian sat in the middle, looked at the people around him, and said very casually.

Later, the more he spoke, the more he spoke, and added a lot of Internet terms from the world, and of course, some words that children could understand, which caused everyone to burst into laughter from time to time.

At this time, I was still worried about Wu Xiaotian just now, afraid that he would not speak well, and when there was an embarrassing scene, a few people who applauded in time to save the scene had already put down their hands and listened carefully to the history that Wu Xiaotian was telling.

They weren't worried about any embarrassing scenes, but now they realized that it was a complete guess. If you look at the current situation, you can see that this will never happen.

The children's eyes widened one by one, listening intently, and from time to time they asked a few questions about where there would be anything dozing off.

When Zhu Chongba was about to leave Huaixi, where he was begging for food, and return to Huangjue Temple, he carefully recalled the place where he had stayed for three years, thought about what he had gained and lost here, and then packed his package and set out on the way home.

Maybe I'll come back, Zhu Chongba thought. ”

Speaking of this, Wu Xiaotian was ready to finish, because he had already talked about two chapters, and it took about twenty minutes, and the children also had to prepare for a lunch break, because Xiao Wu still had to go to the park.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

However, just as he was about to say the end, an angry voice came from not far away.

This voice made everyone come back to their senses from the state they had just entered the trance, and they all looked over like the source of the sound.

Wu Xiaotian was the same, he just cared about talking about history, and didn't pay much attention to the movement outside.

When he looked up, he was immediately taken aback.

Good boy!

Why are there so many people out there?

It turned out that Wu Xiaotian was talking about history just now, and he was sitting in the innermost, while other parents and children surrounded him.

It's good now, this time to speak, there are a lot of tourists who see the situation here, and they surround it, and it is already full of three layers inside and three layers outside, obviously attracted by the history that Wu Xiaotian just said.

It's just that the voice that angrily reprimanded Wu Xiaotian for talking nonsense has not yet appeared, and it should have been blocked.

Sure enough, while Wu Xiaotian was thinking, a middle-aged man with glasses and a sven man squeezed in from the crowd.

Wu Xiaotian saw the person coming and stood up, and the other parents and children were the same, standing up and looking at the person who came.

"The person who talked nonsense about history just now is you?" the middle-aged man walked up to Wu Xiaotian menacingly and asked.

What's going on?

Wu Xiaotian was a little confused about the situation, but he still nodded and said honestly: "Well, I'm talking about it." ”

"Are you talking, do you know what you're talking about?" said the middle-aged man, blushing face.

"History!" Wu Xiaotian said casually.

"You also know that you are talking about history, and history is a very serious study, so how can you talk nonsense? Just what you just talked about, it is simply an insult to the history of China. The middle-aged man said excitedly.

Wu Xiaotian then understood, and dared to say that he was talking about this.

The middle-aged man continued: "I am a university history teacher, and I have been studying the history of China for decades, and I have always believed that history is a very serious and serious subject, and it should not be like a joke as you just said. ”

"Hey, this teacher, don't be angry, we're just talking casually when we're bored on a spring outing, don't take it seriously. A parent was very emotional when he saw the university history teacher, and hurriedly came out to play the round.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Wu just said it casually, not seriously. ”

"Well, we are here to take care of the children, you see that the children are so young, where can they understand such a profound history. ”

"Yes, the history just now, the children love to listen to it, and it is not in the way. ”

Other parents also stepped forward to be peacemakers.

"Yes, uncle, we enjoyed listening to Uncle Wu's history. Wenwen took his father's hand and said loudly.

"Hmph, even if it's for children, you can't talk nonsense?" the middle-aged university teacher still said unrelentingly.

"I'm not talking nonsense, is there anything wrong with the history I said?" Wu Xiaotian was not angry when he heard these words of the middle-aged teacher.

"Yes...... That's right, but your way of telling history is wrong. The middle-aged university teacher was speechless for a while, paused for a moment, and then said forcefully.

He listened outside for a while just now, and although he was disgusted that Wu Xiaotian used this kind of language to talk about history, he had to say that the history that Wu Xiaotian said was not wrong.

"How should that be said?" Wu Xiaotian asked with a smile as he lifted his sunglasses.

Because it's the end of March, it's noon, so he's still wearing sunglasses and a hat, so people who aren't very familiar with him won't recognize him.

"History, according to those historical processes, according to historical facts, 1510 should be restored in its entirety, not like you just said, hippie smile. The middle-aged teacher said proudly.

"You're right, but I don't think I'm wrong to talk about history like this, because no matter what history or other knowledge, making people understand is the goal, and I just said it to children, and they can understand it, and adults like it too, that's fine, isn't it?" Wu Xiaotian said with a smile.

"No, you're using strong words. The middle-aged teacher shook his head and said, "The history I talk about is also listened to, and the children also like it." ”

"Yes, then you come!" Wu Xiaotian smiled slightly and said.

"Good!"

The middle-aged teacher was also angry, and he stood up and prepared to speak.

At this time, there were more and more onlookers, and they were attracted by the atmosphere here, and they all whispered about it.

"What's going on? What's going on? So many people?"

"I don't know, it seems that someone wants to talk about history, I'll come here to take a look. ”

"Yes, there's nothing good about history, it's too boring. ”

"No, the man in the sunglasses just now told a very good history, not boring at all, and I was fascinated by what I listened to. Now I'm going to talk about a history teacher, and he said he spoke very well, so I'm going to listen to it. ”

"Ah, I'm a little interested in hearing you say that, so I'll listen to it too!"

Everyone started to look at it with interest.

"Ahem......"

The middle-aged teacher coughed twice, attracting everyone's attention, and he began to say: "Our Chinese culture has a long history, after thousands of years, from the beginning of the Stone Age to the present, through many dynasties, among which the Ming Dynasty is one of the important dynasties. The Ming Dynasty has a very important historical position in our country......"

This middle-aged university teacher, he should be a person who often stands in class to give lectures, and he quickly entered the state of lecturing without saying a word.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

"Dad, I'm a little sleepy, can we go take a nap?"

Suddenly, a lovely children's voice came into everyone's ears without warning.