(Khan, the name of the first chapter just put on the shelves is too long, and I can't write a request for subscriptions and flowers, so I roar here: Everyone, this is the first VIP chapter, please order the first one!!) Don't hit me~~ The text below)

"Ah San, do you mean that I can't do this script?" Li Hao was a little distressed, tilted his head and asked, only to feel that his brain was about to get bigger.

"Nonsense!! Of course not. If this is broadcast, the audience will have to protest en masse! I didn't show it, I didn't show it, I didn't fight it, and I was still a little virgin in the end, how could such a plot conquer the audience, I was thinking about one. ”

Li Hao was silent for a while, smoked a cigarette, and then raised his head and looked at Ah San and Lin Qing.

"Got a clue?" Ah San asked in surprise.

"......" Li Hao didn't speak, just stared at Ah San for a long time before holding back a sentence that made Ah San vomit blood angrily: "I don't have a clue." ”

Ah San was stunned for a moment, then his nose was crooked, Fang Fang's head shook suddenly, picked up an old newspaper and went straight to the toilet, as soon as he entered the toilet door, Ah San's voice came.

"Then continue to think about it, I'll go to the toilet first to solve the internal emergency."

Li Hao glanced at the direction of the toilet, and then began to rack his brains. This time there was a long silence, but there was still no clue, and suddenly, Lin Qing, who had not spoken much just now, suddenly spoke: "Since the city is too old-fashioned and martial arts is too bloody, then let's write history, I like history." ”

My eyes lit up and I immediately said, "Okay! Just write history! ”

Although he said this on the surface, he secretly muttered in his heart: Hehe, that night, did Angel tell me less history? I'm afraid that every piece of history will be like a time bomb when it is said......

Suddenly, the door of the toilet opened, and a figure rushed out, it was Ah San, his face was red at the moment, looking at me and Lin Qing with a smile, and even forgot to put down the old newspaper in his hand, and the straps of his pants were one long and one short, I'm afraid he rushed out before he even had time to tie the belt......

"How's that!! Lao Li, have you thought of it, what are you going to write this time? Ah San looked at me expectantly, but how did I look like I was looking at a banknote?

Li Hao smiled mysteriously at Ah San, and slowly spit out two words: "History." ”

"I want to write history."

Ah San also nodded, and then he asked Li Hao which historical figure he wanted to write about. I smiled faintly and said, "Zhang Sanfeng." ”

Ah San looked at Li Hao quietly, immediately picked up the old newspaper again, ran to the toilet, and heard his voice again.

"You write first, and I'll see what you write when I come out."

Li Hao took a deep breath, and then pressed his fingers on the keyboard, while Lin Qing on the side also turned his head and stared at the computer screen, as if she was also curious about what history Li Hao would write.

Li Hao immediately began to write.

Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang faction, the Taoist number Xuanyi. The original name was Quanyi, and later because the rooster got up to farm every day, it was renamed Hoehe. Therefore, it is called Zhang Hohe.

Don't look at Zhang Sanfeng as a Taoist priest, in fact, he has horses, and there is more than one. Sanfeng's horses are the afternoon, sweat drops, soil, and grains on the plate. Just a good story has been handed down by later generations, and it is naturally 'the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops and soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate, the grains are hard'. These five horses were all hidden by Zhang Sanfeng in the cave of Wudang Mountain. It's strange that since Sanfeng has so many horses, why didn't he give birth to a son and a half daughter?

It turned out that when Zhang Sanfeng and one of the horses were doing the work of making people, they found that they were impotent, and they felt very sad in their hearts, and they felt that there was no hope in life. simply became a monk, because Sanfeng thought that the monk's usual life was too hard, so he chose a Taoist priest.

Thus, the legendary life of a generation of legendary Taoist priest Zhang Sanfeng kicked off......

Just as Li Hao wanted to continue writing proudly, Lin Qing frowned, his face became strange, and he looked at the computer screen blankly, but he couldn't say a word. After a while, Ah San crawled out of the toilet, ran to the computer in three steps, and when he saw the text written by Li Hao, his face full of joy instantly turned bitter melon color. After a short period of distraction, Ah San roared at Li Hao.

"Lao Li !!"

"What the fuck are you writing about! What Zhang Sanfeng's original name is Ho He, he is a Taoist! Where did the wife come from! You actually wrote me five!! Pit daddy doesn't bring such a pit!! Ah San was like an angry lion, with teeth and claws, about to come over and tear Li Hao apart.

Li Hao smiled with a smile on his face, pressed Ah San to the chair, changed his solemn face and said to him: "This is history, you listen to me slowly." ”

Under Ah San's half-believing gaze, Li Hao laughed, patted him on the shoulder, and continued.

"As I said earlier, Zhang Sanfeng was a farmer before his debut, but his parents were people with a big official position, and Sanfeng was originally going to inherit the family business, but when his mother and his father passed the official position to Sanfeng, Sanfeng refused, and his father asked him why? Mitoyo replied rhetorically: "The ups and downs of officialdom are too cruel, everyone is insidious and cunning, I am so tired of this kind of life, I have been suffering from the cleverness and wit that I should not have at this age over the years, of course, this wit is disguised by me, so I am tired, I want to change my life, I yearn for that kind of ordinary life." Then, his father was furious and roared, "Don't come back when you leave this house!" ", Sanfeng left without looking back, that's called a chic!"

"And then?" Ah San asked strangely.

"And then? Then Sanfeng began his farm life, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan, how happy. Li Hao said leisurely.

"Don't fool you, okay? This is obviously Tao Yuanming's poem, how did it come to Zhang Sanfeng, tell me well. ”

Li Hao smiled, did not speak, but pondered for a moment, and continued: "After Zhang Sanfeng got used to the life of the farmer, he also changed his name, and called himself hoe he. Later, he changed his own name, calling himself Sanfeng, which means the meaning of three harvests a year. When Zhang Hohe was twenty-five years old, he met that day. Well...... That, I'm going to change it a little here, so that it doesn't chase me after the broadcast by historians all over the world...... Scholars who record those historical events will always deliberately cover up some unsightly history, but they will cover up the real history. Here, I want to announce the truth of history to the public!! ”

In the afternoon, Ben was in a famous red-light district in a busy street...... Uh, forgot, there was no such thing as a red light district back then, huh...... Let's call it Qinglou. Be a singer in the Qinglou. Only sell your art, not your body. When hoe He visited the brothel again, he met that afternoon, and when he saw the face of the afternoon, he (Sanfeng) was stunned, but the price of the bag was very high at noon, and hoe He couldn't afford it, and he had no money, but he wanted to soak in this afternoon...... What to do? Although our hoe is a little poorer, there are other methods...... It's flower picking!

How can hoe He say that he has also stayed in the official family, not to mention some geography and humanities, mountains and rivers are beautiful, not to mention proficient in all of them, but he also understands a little, plus hoe He's originally delicate face, accompanied by the thick face like a big rock, and soon won the red card singer that afternoon.

There are four maids in the afternoon, taking care of the daily life of the afternoon, and these four maids are naturally the four of sweat drops and the soil. Unfortunately, their masters were fished away, and they were also given as gifts to hoe He (Sanfeng). Hoe He looked at it, soaked for an afternoon, and sent sweat drops to these four maids, soaked one and gave four, this deal is cost-effective, just scrape the clothes, and collect all the orders......

When Li Hao said this, he smiled proudly, as if he saw Ho He sitting next to him, smiled to himself and said: "Boy, you are right, history is so exciting!" ”

(The next chapter is even more exciting!!) The next chapter is at nine o'clock, so take your time, and by the way, don't read it while you're eating. ）