001 A sledgehammer fell from the sky

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Under the rule of Emperor Zhao Ji of the Song Dynasty, on the afternoon of July 14 of the fifth year of Xuanhe, a small sedan chair passed through the Bianliang ban at high speed.

When the fire was raging in July, the palace, which had no trees, was a large steamer. The two military eunuchs carrying the sedan chair were already sweating profusely, and they were not far from falling into a coma.

As everyone knows, the people in the tightly covered sedan chair have already been taken by the dog due to heat stroke and have been dropped.

……

"Ah, it's hot to death!"

As soon as Zhao Dazhui woke up, he found that something was not quite right.

When he was arguing with Biaozi for his sister's paper, he was beaten with a beer bottle and knocked out. But no matter how great Fu Biao's ability is, he can't beat himself to "rejuvenation", right?

Pinching "himself" pink little arms and calves, and touching his soft and slippery little face, Zhao Dazhui laughed happily with a pig cry. This is really beaten, I can't even recognize my own mother!

The appearance of this little Zhengtai who wears gold and silver is really powerful, and Zhao Dazhui can't help but want to thank the eighteenth generation of Biaozi's ancestors.

Just when Zhao Da Hammer YY was in the middle of it, a synthetic voice sounded: "Ding, congratulations on the successful possession of the host." ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host for opening the live broadcast system that will go down in history."

It's crossed, and there is a system, God is really not thin on me!

But what is this famous history?

Why do you want to hammer history, they are mixed in that street, is there any holiday?

The system explained: "He~tui, you trash!" Read the manual for yourself! ”

Immediately, a description appeared in Zhao Dazhui's mind:

The host possessed Zhao Da Hammer, and at the same time started the live broadcast to help Zhao Ji complete the task that went down in history. After receiving the tip, you can exchange it for items of equal value to solve difficulties......

At the same time, in another time and space, on the largest live broadcast platform in Yanguo, a room called "Famous History" was launched.

[What the hell, the anchor is too ugly to turn on the lights? ] 】

[, it's night on the anchor's side, do you want to broadcast live, hehe......]

[Be a person upstairs.] 】

[I wipe, there is light, see who is the demon who affects the deity to cross the catastrophe. 】

……

But it turned out that Zhao Dazhui had already arrived at the place and walked out of the small steamer inside the big steamer, the broken sedan chair.

Good guy, if you suffocate without even showing your face, you must be the most ridiculous time-traveler in history.

Standing in the dazzling sunlight, Zhao Da Hammer showed eight teeth, a pure natural and pollution-free appearance, and waved his hand to greet the audience: "Hello, I am the popular little anchor Zhao Da Hammer, I love you." ”

Not to mention, at this time, Zhao Dazhufang was eight years old, with a blush on his face, two red marks on his mouth, a small gold crown tied into a pill head, a collar of lake silk gowns, and a jade belt around his waist, and he looked very good.

The styling of the style, coupled with the evil smile, attracted, uh, a scolding.

[Hammer, I'm your little love! 】

[Sledgehammer eighty? 】

[Ghost! 】

[It's boring, it's a costume drama again. 】

[I'm also very sad that such a young child came out to take over the play! ] I was paralyzed in bed, thanks to this kid ......]

[Drama spirit, death].

[Makeup is rubbish, Japan is back, right? 】

[Yes, yes, garbage is right.] 】

……

There was no good review, and Zhao Dazhui was so angry that he wanted to turn off the live broadcast, but he couldn't find the button, so he could only give a hateful middle finger: "You guys wait for me!" ”

[Ouch, this little kid is very angry, beat him!] 】

[Godson has no way, ashamed, ashamed. 】

[Teach Sun no way, ashamed, ashamed. 】

[Teaching great-grandchildren has no way, ashamed, ashamed. 】

……

But as Zhao Dazhui marched, the architectural scenery of the palace gradually unfolded in front of the audience, and the comments tried to get serious.

[This prop is okay, it's the same as the real thing.] 】

[Have you seen the real thing?] 】

[I am a student of the famous archaeologist Cai Yunchang. 】

[Phew!] 】

[Good boy, the teacher is here, come and see you! ] 】

……

The scolded, who was really a student of Teacher Cai Yunchang, was attracted by this "famous in history" room number, so he came in for a walk.

At a glance, I felt that this live broadcast was different.

The palace, the costumes, is definitely not something that any crew can make. It is a fireproof water tank next to the road, the style and workmanship are so high-end, very similar to cultural relics.

If you really want to make a TV series, how much does it cost?

"Teacher, there is a live broadcast room called history, take a look. I feel that there is something wrong with the Tao inside, but I can't be sure, so please take a look. ”

A certified big V joined the live broadcast room, which caused the shock of the melon-eating masses.

[Hello everyone, I'm Cai Yunchang. 】

[I'm Cai Yunchang's father...... Uh, sorry, sorry, sorry! 】

[Teacher Cai is really here!? 】

[It's not fake, is it?] 】

[Ignorant grass people! 】

[From what I've observed, the furnishings look like they're real.] Even if it is a high imitation, it is very rare to be able to achieve this level. In China, probably only Lao Jin can do it, and I will call him in a while to ask him. 】

[No need to ask, I'm already here.] It's not a fake I made, it's true. A big V signed Jin Guosheng spoke.

[Really? Crossed over, and livestreamed? 】

[Teacher Jin loves to joke, he must be teasing us. 】

[Not a joke, not a joke, I didn't get my account stolen.] 】

[Impossible, it can't be done with the current level of science and technology. 】

[How to explain this pile of cultural relics?] 】

[Fake. 】

[Are you saying that the two teachers read it wrong? Bah! 】

【Same as Bah!】 】

[I am from the Royal Academy of Sciences. 】

[Phew, bah, bah. 】

……

There are too many comments, Zhao Dazhui has no time to read, let alone reply, he is now being touched by a woman of unknown age, and he is itching all over.

"Well, it's not bad, but it really has a bit of the style of King Yan." The woman nodded, "It's really my Zhao family's disciple, and the maintenance is also very good, but her face is a little pale." ”

The old eunuch next to him smiled: "This is caused by applying powder, not that the little boy has any hidden disease, the queen mother just rest assured." ”

"What's your name?" The old woman, that is, the Queen Mother, asked.

"My name is Zhao Dazhu."

"Your name? It's, uh, chic! ”

"Just a sturdy one, so that it can be fed. Sister, what's your name? ”

No matter how old you are, it's right to see a woman called her sister.

The Queen Mother covered her mouth and smiled: "Naughty." I'm already a handful of years, how can I be called a sister. In terms of seniority, you should call me sister-in-law. How is your father, the king of Yongjiajun? ”

"Dead. It's been more than ten years since I died. ”

"Uh, how old are you?"

"Me," Zhao Dazhui secretly recalled, "it's eight years old, maybe nine years old, it doesn't matter." Sister-in-law, you called me all the way away, is there something wrong? ”

The Queen Mother groaned for a while, did not answer, and the comment exploded again.

[Sister-in-law, please respect yourself. I, Wu Song, am not that kind of person. 】

[This age doesn't seem right, right?] 】

[Posthumous son, have you heard of it? 】

[Are you Nezha, who has been in the abdomen for several years? 】

[King Yan, hehe. Is this a drama of the Ming Dynasty? 】

[Not the Ming Dynasty. Looking at the furnishings and costumes, it should be the Song Dynasty, but I can't figure out which year it is. Excuse me to answer the anchor. 】

[The anchor is acting, and he can't play. 】

[Is it okay to brush gifts? 】

rubbed, a bulldozer was sent, and there was a message: "What era is this, please answer the anchor." ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host for receiving the first gift, fans are worth a hundred."

Zhao Dazhui took the time to look at the question, and replied helplessly: "I don't know either!" ”

[Under the nose is the main road, ask! ] 】

[This kid has no brains, and he can't be an anchor. 】

[Ask your sister-in-law, isn't she the queen mother!] 】

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