Hurry up! Come on, Sima Yi's coffin board can't be pressed. He wanted to rush out to clean up those grandchildren, but the old face of the Sima family really couldn't afford to be ashamed.

The god who created history was a dead house program ape, and his hand trembled when he wrote this code of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and he accidentally pressed Ctrl V a few more times after Ctrl C. As a result, the episode of forcing the emperor to step down and ascend to the throne was repeated several times during this period.

In the past two hundred years, in addition to the repeated execution of Ctrl V's erroneous instructions, it is also the stage for the second generation of officials to show the lower limit, and the disputes of this era tell us that there is no minimum limit, only lower.

IQ is a good thing, the IQ of the Sima family is probably overdrawn by Sima Yi, and his grandson Sima Zhen obviously does not have this thing. Sima Xin's ugly queen Jia Nanfeng felt that she was full of intelligence, and she found out that she had stopped in arrears at the end of the month. Jia Nanfeng launched a palace brawl domineeringly, but he couldn't bear the consequences, and he didn't know which foot was tripped over when he hit the street.

It was this perfectly matched couple who buried the rare unity after the chaos of the Three Kingdoms, and opened the most brutal era of slaughter in human history......

Zhang Yiliang was tapping keyboard code words in front of the computer, and he wanted to finish his PPT courseware before two o'clock in the morning. He is a popular professor of history at a well-known university and an invited expert at the Provincial Institute of Cultural Relics.

Ironically, this guy is only in his 30s. Like you, every time he introduced himself, the students gave him a few slippers as a sign of respect. Please lay down your bricks and listen to me!

Zhang Yiliang has a nickname, called Wuxian Liangshi. Because he often tells some fascinating archaeological jokes in class, and these jokes are especially capable of flirting with girls, which is too important for a major where the proportion of male students is 90%. In a class led by a good teacher, the boys can easily pick up the girls.

Zhang Yiliang, a virtuous and virtuous teacher, looked at a piece of gold-inlaid chalcedony on his table, and remembered an ancient tomb of the Jin Dynasty that he had participated in the excavation in the past few days. He decided to organize his thoughts and write this archaeological discovery in his PPT.

It was a strange tomb located north of the Huai River, on the east side of Funiu Mountain. A villager went out to do business, made a windfall back to his hometown to build a villa, and later wanted to dig a well near the villa to drink pure water, digging more than ten meters and encountered a hard object, after the detection suspected that it was an ancient tomb, so he reported to the relevant departments, got a pennant, and happily cooperated with the grave digging.

This ancient tomb has excavated numerous rare cultural relics such as pottery, gold products and celadon terracotta warriors, and it can be concluded that it is an ancient tomb of the Wei and Jin dynasties. After opening the coffin of the tomb owner, everyone found that there was no phalange bone in the left finger of the tomb owner's corpse, which was the position of the middle finger phalanx of the gold-inlaid chalcedony.

I had to make up a burning story interspersed with the courseware, so that the men listened to it and the women listened to it and wept. Zhang Yiliang thought.

So, he picked up the gold-inlaid chalcedony "phalanges" that had been cleaned by particle jets, and whose color had been restored. He found that a small hole appeared at one end of the "phalange". Zhang Yiliang was overjoyed, and immediately took a magnifying glass to observe this small hole, looked at it for a long time, and found nothing.

It is estimated that the light line is too dim, Zhang Yiliang thought. So he got up and walked into his lab to look at the hole in the bright light. The light is slightly better, and the hole is much brighter with the light of the blue chalcedony, so you can see it deeper.

Zhang Yiliang shone a magnifying glass on the gold-inlaid chalcedony "phalange" again, and something magical happened. The light of the magnifying glass focused into a point of light in the chalcedony hole, and the entire phalange instantly glowed blue, like a pearl of the night, and this light penetrated the layer of pure gold that encased the chalcedony a few millimeters.

Snort~ There was a sound, it was the light point focused by the magnifying glass that ignited the energy in the chalcedony, the chalcedony shook, and a beam of strong light erupted, Zhang Yiliang was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes, and his ears also sounded like a howl like a raging wind.

Shake. Zhang Yiliang screamed and lost consciousness.

............

Zhang Gongzi, Zhang Gongzi, wake up, Zhang Gongzi. Zhang Yiliang felt that he was violently shaken for a while, and woke up in a daze.

Zhang Yiliang was forced to study by his parents since he was a child, and his eyes were already highly short-sighted, only to see a woman in front of him, wearing a red crotch underwear, white cotton pants, long hair hanging down his shoulders, looking at himself earnestly. In a hurry, Zhang Yiliang reached out and touched it, just touching the woman's legs. Taken aback.

Where is this? What kind of hotel? Zhang Yiliang habitually asked, subconsciously feeling that he was drunk in the bar again, and which bar girl was brought to the hotel.

Childe, this is the Yan Mansion. The woman said.

I'll go to it, Hades? Ma Dan, Lao Tzu hung the ball? Zhang Yiliang said subconsciously.

It was the mad beggar who got drunk with his son and set fire to the house in the middle of the night. The son got up quickly, and the concubine waited for the son to dress...... The woman said.

What the hell is it? Zhang Yiliang tried to calm himself down. At this time, you can't dwell on these details, it's important to escape, hurry up and get dressed. Sitting up busily, the woman had prepared his outfit, first a necromancer, then a double shirt, then a high-waisted skirt, a belt, and boots. The woman also quickly put on a full-breasted skirt, and the two escaped from the house.

Rushing out the door, the Fuchu Garden was already in chaos. In the courtyard, the figures were longing, the family and the soldiers went back and forth to fetch water to extinguish the fire, and several old women surrounded an old man in a fancy costume and a goatee, crying and crying.

I told you not to bring those people to your home, but you didn't listen. What rangers are heroes, what benevolent and righteous people, they are all bullshit. A woman in a plush shawl spat out.

Bah, ignorant pussy! Shut up, old man. The old man with the goatee said.

The plush shawl woman saw Zhang Yiliang who had just come out, and she looked white and stopped talking.

At this time, the fire had engulfed several of the houses in the west wing, and was burning towards the barns and grain depots. Twenty or thirty servants and sergeants ran out of water from the water tanks in the courtyard and ran out to find water.

Listen to me, ladies go into the rooms and warehouses and take out all the quilts and blankets and soak them with water. The men went up to the roof of the house and threw all the tiles into the house. Then cover the housing beams and all the wooden furniture with a soaked quilt.

Zhang Yiliang pointed to a house next to the warehouse and said. The houses of this mansion were connected, and there was a group of wings next to the warehouse, and the fire began to spread to the first one. Now the only way to isolate the fire source is to isolate the fire.

Everyone was stunned, they had never seen such a firefight, and everyone looked at the old man in Chinese clothes with an unclear look on their faces. The old man was also stunned, his face was confused, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so the ghost sent God to say: Do what Zhang Gongzi said.

The size of the Yan Mansion is beyond Zhang Yiliang's imagination. Dozens of soldiers and sergeants soon threw the tiles of the two wings next to the warehouse into the room, and the maids carried the quilts to the river not far away to get wet, and covered the wing room tightly, and soon the fire stopped burning here.

The goatee uncle walked up to Zhang Yiliang, hugged his fists and said: I never thought that my nephew would have such a clever plan, thank you for my nephew's plan to save my mansion. The old man has never seen such a firefighting method, which is really wonderful!

What is this, elementary school students know the truth. The fire burns with oxygen, and the wet quilt just acts as an oxygen barrier. Zhang Yiliang is a professor, and he has to talk about the principle of, and he has committed occupational diseases again.

Uh~!Everyone didn't know what this guy was talking about, thinking he was scared.

What is there to be thankful for, if he hadn't brought the leper beggar back, how could he have caused this fire?" said the plush shawl woman.

This young lady, what proof do you have to prove that the beggar set the fire?" Zhang Yiliang asked.

Hey, Zhang Gongzi, don't forget that you got drunk with that beggar and went crazy in this courtyard. Say that a fire can be reborn, and what a fire will burn this troubled world. ...... The woman said.

Hehe. This is at most a clue, not evidence. The evidence is to witness it with your own eyes, but you can tell me how the beggar set the fire and where did it come from?

Woowoo...... Naturally, the woman couldn't say it, so she cried out in annoyance and said, "Master, look at this man."

The old man hesitated for a while, and also suspected that Zhang Yiliang was frightened by the fire, and said to the woman next to Zhang Yiliang: Nian Wu, quickly take Zhang Gongzi back to rest.

The house where Zhang Yiliang lived was in the east wing, and it had not yet been burned, but the house was full of ashes. When he returned to his room, he was dazed and sat at the table in a daze, and the girl poured him a cup of hot water, turned and wiped the dust off the bed.

Zhang Yiliang squeezed his leg hard, and said to himself: It hurts so much, isn't it really a dream? Don't fall asleep, Lao Tzu still has class tomorrow......

Thinking about it, he felt soft and comfortable. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the woman was massaging him.

Childe, aren't you really frightened by this fire? Your words and deeds are so grotesque...... The woman said.

Uh~ Zhang Yiliang couldn't refute it, and after thinking about it, whether it's a dream or a reality, let's understand the situation first. So he followed the woman's meaning and said, "When I woke up, I was indeed dazed, and I forgot many things."

Is it nothing more than being drunk and not waking up?" the woman said.

Tell me what it was like when I wasn't drunk.

If the son is drunk, he is like a wolf and a tiger...... The woman's face was flushed after speaking, and she walked to the side of the bed shyly, not daring to look at Zhang Yiliang with a side face.

You're really good at flirting. Zhang Yiliang said, a trace of sleepiness hit, and he decided to sleep with his mother, and everything was as usual when he woke up.

As soon as he lay down, Zhang Yiliang felt numb in his chest, and this feeling gradually shifted downward, as if a big fish was swimming away on his body, only to feel that there was a shadow swaying in front of him, and the sound of clouds and rain was endless. After a long time, the two gradually blurred and fell asleep.