"Emperor Guan Sheng?"

"Dharma Protector Jialan?"

"Emperor Wenheng?"

"Martial Saint ???!!!"

Everyone was shocked inexplicably, even Hu Wei General Zhao Yun was dumbfounded: Damn! How can I feel that Guan Yu has won completely from the title alone!

"Second brother...... Become a god?! Zhang Fei was shocked.

Guan Yu's whole face was like a heavy jujube in late autumn, red and purple.

In the end, this Hedong man dropped a sentence: "The light curtain is over, I'll go to perform martial arts!" Then he fled quickly from the side hall.

Suddenly, the side hall was filled with laughter:

"The second general has become a god!"

"Then won't I have the protection of the second general after I die?"

"You must pay attention to dying behind General Guan."

"What are you afraid of, even if the soul returns to Artemisia, Emperor Guan Shengjun should be able to talk to Taishan Mansion Jun, right?"

"What if General Guan hasn't become a god yet, and you anger Taishan Mansion Jun?"

"Am I so brainless? You must be the only one who can do this! ”

During the noisy shouting, everyone also consciously contributed their thumbs up: Like!

Sun Qianjian and Mi Zhu also had a fresh face.

Then a question was put in front of me: "What to send?" ”

Liu Bei directly rejected his previous plan: "The horseshoe gold and gold five-baht money sent before seem to be a huge amount of money on the junior's side!" ”

"If you give back property, it will not only look vulgar for us, but also easy to wear down the fighting spirit of the juniors, the juniors are still juniors, and they must not be corrupted by money!"

The righteousness of the words is awe-inspiring, isn't it that you calculated the price of the high-speed rail bill and then felt distressed? Everyone complained in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it.

They did not dare to say, but some dared to say:

"Big brother, do you still remember that your juniors said that you had to stare out your eyes when you saw the high-speed rail?"

Liu Bei's face flushed, and one after another was difficult to understand, what "I am the future Emperor Zhaolie of the Shu Han Dynasty after King Jing of Zhongshan." ”

For a moment, the hall was filled with a cheerful air.

In the end, it was proposed by Kong Ming, Liu Bei made a decision, and the things to be sent this time have also been determined:

A piece of paper.

A few lines were neatly written on it by Kong Ming:

How did the Han Dynasty develop nuclear energy?

What did Shu Han do to unify?

What are the mistakes and omissions of Zhuge Liang's administration?

and was strongly requested by Zhang Fei to add:

Has Zhang Yide ever been crowned a god?

Answer any one, and you will be rewarded with ten horseshoe gold.

Kong Ming carefully dried the handwriting and handed it to Liu Bei, who put the paper on the central ground with a pious and serious face.

Soon, perhaps with the feeling of the mind, the light curtain slowly unfolded again, and the paper slowly floated up in front of everyone's eyes, and then fell rapidly behind the light curtain.

The blood-red exclamation mark on the light curtain occupied the line of sight, and everyone in the reflected hall changed color one after another:

Warn! Warn! Suspected scam message detected!

Warn! Warn! Suspected scam message detected!

Don't send anything that contains soliciting messages!

If you try again, you will be banned!

The paper, which held everyone's hopes, fell to the ground, and then spontaneously combusted without wind, reflecting everyone's ugly faces, and quickly turned to ashes.

Kong Ming was very indifferent: "So ...... like this"

His eyes wandered around the room, and finally he was fixed on the paper in front of him.

With a splash of ink, a simple calligraphy was quickly written, and finally the inscription with his own signature and seal was completed.

Drying the ink, Kong Ming was about to send the copybook up, but was stopped by Liu Bei.

Liu Bei showed an embarrassed smile: "Kong Ming, I still have an immature idea. ”

Kong Ming: ?

…………

In Chengdu, Wen Mang packed his change of clothes in the hotel.

Huahua has already seen it, and Taikoo Li won't go to this kind of dirt bun himself, so shouldn't he go to collect the wind in earnest?

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hey, hello, who's that?"

"Is it Mr. Wen Mang? There's one of your couriers here. ”

"Huh? I'm playing in Chengdu now, can I put the express station first? ”

"Hello, this courier is now in Chengdu."

"Huh?"

After sending off the courier, Wen Mang muttered, "The recent fans are too enthusiastic" while unpacking the courier.

It's still a pretty box, but this time it's a long strip, and you can hear the rustling sound coming from inside when you shake it slightly.

"Calligraphy and painting?"

opened it with great interest, and there was indeed a paper roll lying in it, and when Wen Mang spread it out, he couldn't help crying and laughing:

I saw that there were six big characters written in block letters on it:

Glory to the people!

The small print on the side is dense:

The Han army division Zhonglang will Zhuge Kongming Shu Jian'an in the winter of the fourteenth year.

Carrying: Jingzhou Mu Liu Xuande, partial general Zhao Zilong, general Huang Hansheng, general Zuo, engaged in Zhonglang Elk Zhong Jianxian and Sun Gongyou

There is also a more wild regular script font on the next line, which is obviously different from the previous notes:

The general Zhang Yide and the acting brother Guan Yunchang were the generals

There is also a chapter next to the name of each of the above people, and there are more words in the inscription than the inscription!

Boy! Wen Mang remembered at this time that when he watched the TV series, Zhuge Liang's doorman and Liu Bei's answer clip:

"Hanzuo General Yicheng Pavilion Marquis led Yuzhou Muhuang Uncle Liu Bei, I came to see Mr."

"I can't remember many names."

"You only said that Liu Bei was visiting."

This handwriting is even more excessive than Uncle Liuhuang! You're here for a conference, aren't you?

But it's a gift, and the names of these people are written on such a picture, which has a sense of time and space splitting the beauty of brain stem shock.

Take pictures from multiple angles, and then by the way, make a content preview for the next issue, edit it by two, click send!

After finishing the website, Wen Mang hummed a song and planned to take another shower and go out to find a cooking, but the plan was interrupted by a phone call.

When I picked it up, I still heard a very nice female voice:

"Mr. Wen Mang?"

Wen Mang quickly remembered how familiar this voice was: the scam call he received before getting on the high-speed rail!

"No, I'm Qin Shi Huang."

There was a chuckle on the other side, and he continued:

"I want to inquire, do you have any intention of selling the Chinese-made horseshoe gold and Chinese-made gold five-baht coins you posted at Station 13 before?"

"And the glass dragon jade pendant that you have sent a photo before, if there is any intention to sell it, we are also happy to take over, of course, if it is true after identification."

There was an immature doubt in his heart, and Wen Mang also asked directly: "What, can't you use online shopping there?" ”

The other party was still very patient: "My colleagues and I are experts in history and archaeology, and judging from the pictures, and comparing with the existing unearthed gold five baht, we think that there is a high probability that you are holding the real thing." ”

"Genuine?" Wen Mang repeated these two words and fell silent.

"Well, if you're in Chengdu right now, you can come to Sichuan University to take a look at our lab, at least make sure I'm not a liar, right?"

Wen Mang, who put down the phone, was suddenly filled with anxiety and happiness:

What kind of local tyrant fan!

Spicy heavy horseshoe gold, spicy golden gold five baht, if it is genuine......

Wouldn't I be able to pay off the mortgage first?

No way, the thirst for the nest is really engraved into the DNA.

"Horseshoe gold...... Wen Mang muttered, only then did he realize that there was a small red dot in the upper right corner of his backstage account?

[Historical deviation value: 3]

Wen Mang clicked on it and opened a submenu:

[Barrage function on: deviation value 1 point]

[Increase the number of observers: 2 points of deviation]