"Okay."

Ling Chuyang responded, "I won't say much about the 'vinegar jar' story that everyone knows, let's talk about something else." ”

"No, let's hear it." "I don't know in much detail." "Let's talk about it."

"Okay." Ling Chuyang said, "It is said that Fang Xuanling is afraid of the inside, his wife is domineering but takes good care of Fang Xuanling, because after the banquet of Tang Taizong, he rewarded Mr. Fang with two young women, beat Mr. Fang Lao, and drove the woman out of the house. Results ......"

"How did it turn out?" "It turned out to be a jar of vinegar?" "Hahaha."

"As a result, Fang Xuanling knew that his wife had a strong temperament, and he was afraid that she would drink poisonous wine, so he hurriedly knelt on the ground and pleaded, Taizong said angrily, as the prime minister of the dynasty, you disobey the holy order, and dare to intercede." Ling Chuyang continued, "When his wife saw this scene, she thought to herself that instead of disobeying the holy order or getting angry after the two beauties entered the mansion, it was better to drink this "poisonous wine" happily, so she didn't wait for Taizong to speak, hugged the altar and drank. ”

"This is really a deep relationship between husband and wife." "This is the couple's deep love." "That's what love is for." "Since ancient times, the love of great men has been relatively loyal and single." "And then?" The classroom resounded with the sound of discussion.

The ministers laughed and told them that this was actually the best vinegar. At this time, Taizong said to his wife, although you are very jealous, but you would rather die than love your husband, and I will take back my life. Fang's wife learned that she risked her life to drink poisonous wine in exchange for this result, although she was so sour that she stretched out her head and shook her elbows, she was very happy in her heart, and Fang Xuanling also burst into tears and laughed. Since then, "jealousy" has become synonymous with jealousy. ”

"Oh! That's what it is. "Ling Chuyang, you know a lot about historical figures." "Ling Mengchu's brother, isn't your historical performance very good?" The classroom was filled with laughter.

In that laughter, Tan Xiling saw Ling Mengchu beside her, and glared back at Ling Chuyang, while Ling Chuyang leaned against the wall in disregard, combing the hair in front of her forehead with her right hand, and her long bangs almost covered her slender eyes.

This is a boy who likes to play cool, Tan Xiling couldn't help laughing, this boy is a bit interesting, and he knows a lot about celebrity anecdotes.

"Ling Chuyang, it was said that the heirs of the Fang family ended up miserable, didn't they?" "Is the Fang family in-law with the princess?" "What kind of princess is it, Princess Pingyang?" "Princess Taiping, right?" "Princess Pingyang is a good person from the Han Dynasty?" "Princess Taiping is a good one in the Wu Zetian period." "You've watched too many TV series." There was another round of commotion in the classroom.

"Yes, it was Princess Gaoyang who married the second son Fang Yiai, and later the two were accused of rebellion, Fang Yiai was executed, the princess committed suicide, all the sons were implicated and sent into exile, and Fang Xuanling's treatment of the Taimiao was also stopped." Ling Chuyang brushed the bangs in front of his forehead with his hands.

"Your forehead hair is too long, it's time to cut it." I don't know who it is, but I suddenly said something.

"Your hair can be braided." "Hahaha." "It's popular now." “

It's fashion, you know. "Ling Chuyang, do you dare to lift up your bangs, let's see?"

"......" Ling Chuyang didn't know what to say for a while.

"Pounce-" Tang Ji couldn't help laughing, and looked up at Ling Chuyang, who was slightly embarrassed on the side, "You have to pay attention to your image." Gauge is important. ”

"Well, the image is very important, it was originally very handsome, but this hairstyle dragged me down." Du Xiaofeng on the side took over.

"It's longer than your sister's hair." "Your sister? Why are you swearing? "Be civilized in class, okay." "Huh? I didn't. "I mean, it's shorter than Ling Mengchu's." "Oh." "Hahaha."

Tan Xiling couldn't help laughing, this is really a group of "living treasures".

"......" Ling Chuyang looked at Tan Xiling, "Teacher, can I sit down?" ”

"Oh, but," Tan Xiling looked at Ling Chuyang, and then glanced at He Shiling next to her, and when she saw her, she had stopped writing, and just closed the notebook, "You are He Shiling, please get up, you better ask her, is this story finished?" ”

"Squad leader, I'm ......" Ling Chuyang looked at He Shiling, he hadn't finished telling the story yet, but, how did the style of painting suddenly change, people are afraid of becoming famous, he really can't continue, whether to tell a story, or to reason with everyone about the problem of head shape.

"Those stories aren't finished yet, so forget it." He Shiling stood up with a smile, and heard their discussion just now, "The hairstyle is very fashionable, but it is indeed a little long, and it needs to be cut shorter." ”

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom, "Look, the class leader said that it was going to be cut." "It's going to be cut." "It's too long."

"Huh?" Ling Chuyang was stunned for a moment, wasn't she writing? How much does this work? Seeing her gaze, he hurriedly replied, "Oh, okay." ”

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom, and in that laughter, Ling Chuyang saw He Shiling motioning for him to sit down, so he sat down, and the moment he sat down, he couldn't help laughing, when did she notice him?

"Hey, how did you sit down?" "Is the story over?" "The story isn't over yet?" "What's the matter, don't you tell a story?" "Squad leader, let's talk about fashionable hairstyles or music."

"Those stories haven't been told yet, so forget it, how can it be so familiar." Tang Ji repeated.

"What?" Ling Chuyang looked at Tang Ji, she didn't mean to say that Fang Xuanling's story was over.

"Those stories haven't been told yet, so forget it, it's the lyrics in Pu Shu's "Those Flowers." Zhou Yuchen turned around and said.

"Oh. No wonder, some people say they want to talk about music. Tang Ji looked at Zhou Yuchen and said to Ling Chuyang, "We haven't integrated yet." “

"So what?" Ling Chuyang lost a sentence, habitually leaned against the wall, thinking that this weekend, he was going to go outside the school to cut his hair shorter, and he was not interested in lyrics.

"What's next? I'm going to ask the history teacher. Ling's story is over. The classroom should be returned to the history teacher. After He Shiling finished speaking, she sat down, glanced at Tan Xiling, then turned her head to look in the direction of the back door of the classroom, smiled, and turned back again.

"Okay, that's the end of our history." Tan Xiling took the words, turned around and walked towards the podium again, "My name is Tan Xiling, and I am your history teacher this semester." ”

"Teacher, you just introduced yourself." "Teacher, if you don't say it, we all know it." "Teacher, your name has finished the history of our three years of high school." "Teacher, are we going to have to do this in our future history lessons?"

The noise in the classroom rang out again.

"How do you want to have a history lesson?" Tan Xiling on the podium asked rhetorically.

"Of course, that's it, you can listen to the story." "However, I just like to listen to it, don't let me speak." "Then our history class will become a story club."

"Okay, listen to you." Tan Xiling smiled, "Next, let's summarize the ...... of these three historical figures."