readx;?arrived, I heard that the single dogs were already miserable, and there was no "Anchor Can Really Play" to watch, so they were about to die?

As the "Dog Emperor" among the 10,000-year-old single dogs, I have to update it even if I don't sleep tonight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, this chapter is presented, I wish you all a speedy get-out.

PS2: I opened a VR experience hall, which is about to open, and I am busy decorating and running the furniture market, and book friends in Anhui will soon be able to experience it for free.

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"Can't be cut! Of course you can't cut it! ”

The director of SBS jumped like thunder, and a bunch of pillars behind him were all angry:

"The guests in this issue are really good at making trouble, they have a lot of land and things in China, and they have seen a lot of places of interest and historical sites, so they don't take our side seriously?"

"Yes, that dead fat man crushed the Divine Bird Pillar in two and hasn't settled accounts with him yet, why does Emperor Yan still want to destroy the only remaining Divine Bird Pillar?"

"The surname Fang, you take it easy, you have an ancient Chinese saying, 'no matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat'!"

Several Taiwan leaders have the same tough attitude, but unfortunately Fang Yan turned a deaf ear:

"Director, to be honest, these pillars are really not good goods, you don't want to catch one that will shine, just take it as a treasure. You also mentioned before that the pillars were made by the Laoshan Taoist who was invited a few years ago, and you should know very well that these two pillars are not antiques, if you want, I will make two after I go out, and if it is not enough, I will make four. ”

Fang Yan is not untargeted, a large number of loyal ministers, including the high-level of SBS, have seen him personally repair the stone statue outside the Vermilion Bird Gate in Qianling, and some fans who have studied the bottom have long heard that there is a mysterious "Thousand Eagle Venerable" behind the scenes.

Not to mention that Emperor Yan has a true biography, the worst thing is that only need a voice connection, so that the old driver can guide a wave online.

[I'll immediately pick up an axe and cut down two trees, Emperor Yan, do you make it for me now?] (Korean)

[It is not difficult to carve a pillar, but the difficulty lies in how to shine] (medium)

[This kind of low forcing the god bird pillar king can pick up a bundle to send to the sister] (middle)

[Chop, chop, chop! Give me a knife quickly, that is, cut it] (medium)

……

"You don't even want to know why it's flooded? No one supports me to break through the surface and see the essence? ”

Without waiting for the leaders of Taiwan to stop their anger, Fang Yan took it upon himself to sacrifice the money sword, which was obviously a sword in the air, but it had the sharpness of a knife and axe. Sizzle...... The dazzling sword was about to tear apart the entire VR environment, and the audience gasped.

Click!

The sacred bird pillar was divided into two, countless sawdust turned into powder scattered in all directions, the dust ended, and a simple picture scroll shrunk into a roll hung comfortably in the air, rotating without wind.

It exudes a refreshing bookish scent, round and round, filled with a familiar soft green glow, spreading layer by layer, but closing layer by layer in a slow turn.

Who would have thought that the moment the blade of the copper coin sword tore the Divine Pillar, Fang Yan, who seemed to be calm, was the person with the most intense fluctuations in his heart, to be exact, it was the little guy who was cheering on his chest to ward off evil spirits and the old guy Chaos Ancient Axis.

From the moment he first entered the first floor of the General's Tomb, this old and young person had a keen sense of smelling the strangeness in the depths of the underground, and until this moment, the restlessness of the ancient axis deeply showed that this expectation was not in vain.

The manic beating of the little spoon shows that the value of this picture scroll is far greater than that of the "Lisao" contained in the sacred pillar next door.

Who is the pen of the people, the antique and ancient rhyme is full of layers of "Lisao" written by the Maharaja of Anping?

You must know that he was a genius calligrapher, the third son of Sejong, who was blessed with a unique talent and educational environment, and theoretically no one at the same time could match him!

"I didn't expect to encounter a masterpiece with ancient charm overflowing on such a small occasion!"

Lin Fatzi approached the painting shaft with a serious face, and guessed that he was going to take advantage of the situation to blow a wave of strength, but he didn't expect to offend the Korean audience as soon as he opened his mouth.

[Get out!] (Korean)

[What do you mean by this kind of "small occasion"? Dead fat man, you make it clear] (Korean)

[It's really catching chickens for the fat general's emotional intelligence] (medium)

[It seems that none of Emperor Yan's roommates have normal emotional intelligence] (medium)

……

"Ancient overflow?" Haixin didn't understand too much, and Liu frowned slightly.

"I should have thought of that." Jin Ling'er carefully explained, "In ancient times, there were outstanding people and talents, and occasionally literati and artists could integrate their style into their calligraphy and painting works, which made the ancient charm overflow. ”

"The overflow of ancient rhyme is accompanied by streamers and the fragrance of books, which is enduring. If it is the work of Daxian, the work will not be destroyed for a day, and the ancient rhyme will not disappear for a day. Even if it is buried deep underground, it can still be rejuvenated when it is unearthed. ”

Fang Yan carefully unfolded the painting scroll, the ink fragrance suddenly hit his nose, and he couldn't help but be fascinated when he got too close, and the barrage was even more overwhelming:

[It seems to be a river] (medium)

【Han River! It is the Han River of our Korea] (Korean)

[Dizzy, look at this riverside, it should be our Miluo River] (middle)

[Uh, it doesn't seem to look like the Han River] (Korean)

[It should be the Miluo River in Yueyang, Hunan, I have seen similar ink paintings] (middle)

[Reasoning King: "A group of fools, in the other pillar is "Lisao", of course this one is the Miluo River"] (middle),

[Don't make any noise, Yangtze River, Miluo River, Songhua River, Heilongjiang River...... All over Korean! ] (Medium)

……

As Fang Yan slowly unfolded the scroll, the audience's thoughts gradually became clear:

[See, it's dragon boating! ] I'll just say it's the Miluo River] (middle)

[We are there by the Yangtze River, and we also row dragon boats] (middle)

[Many people on the shore threw the dumplings into the water] (medium)

[The shape of this zongzi is different from ours] (middle)

[The four corners are right? ] (Medium)

[Yes, we have the four corners of the zongzi there] (middle) [We too, how is it cylindrical on this picture] (middle)

[My head is dizzy, what the hell is zongzi? ] Isn't it a zombie that is a zongzi? (Korean) [I don't understand what these Chinese are saying] (Korean)

……

[Emperor Kop: The four-cornered zongzi is a Guangdong alkaline water dumpling that appeared in the late Eastern Han Dynasty and became the mainstream of later generations] (middle)

[Cantonese people have been foodies since ancient times, I serve] (Chinese)

……

"The water of the Miluo River is still in motion, still and moving, the big waves are rolling, rolling up the sky full of dumplings, and there is an inexplicable tragic emotion echoing in my chest, hey...... At this moment, I don't know whether to say it or not......"

The dead fat man suddenly pretended to be intoxicated, "So many zongzi...... Hey, I really look hungry. ”

[Get out!] ] (Medium) [Rolling] (Medium)

【Dead Fat Man, Bad Scenery】(Medium)

……

"Don't make trouble, Qu Yuan committed suicide by throwing himself into the Miluo River on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month in 278 BC."

Fang Yan's words made the fat man return to seriousness, and his gaze moved up to the inscription in the upper left corner of the scroll.

The one written in the front of the work is the title, and the one written in the back is the inscription, which is generally called the "inscription".

"Written on the painting for the painting, this paragraph, is a simple 'lonely goose flying alone', only the upper paragraph, no lower paragraph."

Fang Yan softly read out the title of the painting:

"Dragon Boat Festival."

"Dragon Boat Festival"? Huh, this handwriting? ”

Haixin is sharp-eyed, and compares the painting with the font on the "Lisao" in Jin Ling'er's hand, and a discerning person can see at a glance that the words are from the same person. But the painting is another person.

"An Dajun was the most famous calligrapher of that period, and he must have been the leading painter who could be inscribed by him." Ye Xin asked in a low voice.

"That's right, I think I've already introduced who that person is, although I haven't seen any other authentic works of him, but only from the year, it should be that person." Fang Yan nodded slightly.

Xiao Nizi smiled proudly, "The greatest painter of the Korean contemporaries is, of course, An Jian. I've seen his painting "Sleepwalking in the Paradise". This painter has traveled far and wide, and his painting style is mainly realistic. ”

"In other words, he once visited the Miluo River in our country during the Dragon Boat Festival, and it happened to be in time for the grand festival atmosphere, so he wrote it down?" Ji-yeon reacted quickly and came to a conclusion after a little analysis. He was the only Korean guest who could keep up with the rhythm.

"It seems that this Nam Yi General is indeed deeply wronged, and he was only redressed more than 300 years after his death, as a compensation, An Dajun's "Lisao" and An Jian's "Dragon Boat Festival" were buried together, which shows that the monarch at that time attached great importance to this matter."

"The same untimely death, the same unfulfilled ambition, the same grief and indignation, the same heartache...... With this honor and memorial, the general can be regarded as a blind death. But ......"

Lin Fatzi blew it well, and suddenly changed his words, "Then again, no one will dare to say that the Dragon Boat Festival is Korean in the future, right?" We don't need to talk about Qu Yuan, who existed in BC, this picture already explains everything, the Dragon Boat Festival, the Dragon Boat Festival, the orthodox Dragon Boat Festival of the suzerain. ”

The fat man's words can be said to have brought a big rhythm in the barrage:

[Hahahaha, very happy] (medium)

[The one who said Miluojiang was Korean, if you come out, I can't beat you] (medium)

[Well said, the Dragon Boat Festival of the suzerainty is orthodox! ] What an "orthodox"! ] (Medium)

【This ......】(Korean)

[Zhiyan actually helps these ****** analyze in a serious way, now it's okay, help others analyze a good result? ] (Korean)

[Anyway, that year was the year when we succeeded in applying for the World Heritage Site] (Korean)

UNESCO can't make a mistake (Korean)

……

The barrage got out of control again, the Chinese and Korean audiences tore up again, and the backstage staff was about to consider whether to have another all-mute package.

Suddenly, Fang Yan risked being pointed out by Qianfu, and openly explained a sentence for the Koreans:

"No, we were wrong, and it was reasonable that South Korea successfully applied for the World Heritage Site that year."

【？？？？ ] (Medium)

[What are you kidding?] ] (Medium)

[Your Majesty, have you drunk too much? (Medium) (To be continued.) )