Chapter 428

But it's very strange that after Gu xiaopang clearly knew the humiliation of the period belonging to the state of song, and then saw this test paper, he had only one feeling in his heart: it's really cool.

Perhaps such a person should have slaughtered the disgrace of the state of song?

But as soon as he finished laughing, he couldn't be happy.

Because in the originally solemn examination scene, because of his sudden laughter, all the students who were answering the questions looked at him with crazy eyes.

The professor of Song Dynasty history, who is always famous for his strictness, is staring at him with a strange look and holding the following words in his throat: "Gu baimeng, are you daydreaming too much and just waking up!"

"If you don't want to answer my test paper, you can leave this classroom!"

Gu xiaopang, who was so stared by the professor, immediately shrunk his neck, very unpromising, retracted back to his small corner, and began to turn his pen proudly.

Hum, I know that you abnormal teacher must have no good intentions. You deliberately made such an extremely rigorous test paper, waiting for us to jump.

If anyone really answers the question according to this idea in order not to hand in the blank paper, it will be light to eat a duck egg, not to mention the score.

Gu xiaopang can now imagine in the next class that the students who are writing hard have been trapped around him. Because of their efforts at this time, they will meet the anger of their professors.

He kept such a confident state until the bell rang at the end of the exam. Only then did he hand in the test paper triumphantly. In the surprised eyes of the monitor who collected the paper, he walked out of the examination room bravely.

Ah, this last subject is over, and the happy summer vacation is coming.

When Gu xiaopang was about to sigh, suddenly there was a man behind him who saved his shoulder and rubbed his head on his fleshy arm.

Needless to think, this is his best friend and fellow in the dormitory, Zhao Defa.

While falling on him with all his strength, the thin monkey chatted about the topic related to the test question just now: "Hey, fat man, you are the most solid in your study. Tell me, which generation of grandson did Gu start to marry our Zhao family?"

This question directly asked the fat man. He subconsciously touched the skull of the thin monkey and asked, "I said monkey Zhao, haven't you woke up? What's the family of Zhao?"

"Which are these two?"

As soon as the fat man pretended to be stupid, the thin monkey was anxious. He grabbed each other's arm, pointed to his nose, and then pointed to the fat man's nose and said, "just the marriage of your Gu clan and our Zhao clan."

"Since then, the mutually supportive relationship between our two families has eased significantly."

"Later, you took care of the top martial arts experts in your family, and our Lao Zhao family paid for them. Have you forgotten?"

"Wait? Wait!" Gu baimeng, Gu xiaopang, stopped his friend from going crazy with his meat hands full of pits.

"Wait a minute, you mean our two families are clans?"

"Yes!"

"Ha! How is it possible that my family sells meat? Even if it has shares in the meat joint factory, there are more than a dozen meat stalls in chain supermarkets, but it also sells meat, do you understand?"

"What, the clan has been extinct for many years. Now there is only one Kong family who can see it. Don't you have heatstroke? Say, have you read more novels on the Chinese website recently?"

As soon as the fat man's voice fell, the thin monkey turned his eyes and directly took out a thick history of the Song Dynasty that can be used as an encyclopedia dictionary from the backpack behind him and handed it to Gu xiaopang.

That's not over.

Then the thin monkey took out a Zhao genealogy with a yellow cover, which was also a Book uniformly distributed and published by song Guo publishing house in 1998.

Then he shouted at Gu xiaopang like a fan: "see? Who didn't wake up? Look at your schoolbag. We Gu and Zhao have a genealogy for enlightenment since childhood."

"Can you show me your family tree and let me verify it?"

Hearing this, Gu xiaopang fumbled twice from his messenger bag, and really took out a Gu family tree, but the book has a black cover, and the format is no different from that of the Zhao family.

When Gu xiaopang opened the genealogy, the fat on his whole face began to tremble.

"This, this, this..."

"Gu, assassin, is a direct descendant of the great Xia."

"Founder: Gu Zheng"

"Mountain opening feat: prove the clank road of martial arts with the blood of the Royal Dragon."

"Feats: the Royal scum: Zhao Ji, Zhao Huan, once the Song Dynasty's rivers and mountains are clear, the people rush to tell, and the officers and men will always feel their merit. Create the concept that the supreme imperial power still needs supervision, so that the royal family will no longer dare to do whatever they want, until the people ignore the rivers and mountains. It is a model for our martial arts learners."

"When Zhao Dun and Zhao Ji indulged in pleasure and didn't want to be alert, the descendants of Gu raised a knife and hung it on their neck, so that the royal family and ministers chose another Ming Lord to save the country from water and fire several times."

"Be the first loyal family in the state of song."

Well, it's fantasy.

After reading this genealogy, Gu Zheng quickly flipped through another song history in his hand.

As the pages of literature were opened, the printed fonts all applied for the incredible questions he had just seen on the test paper.

Can you say?

Seeing this, Gu xiaopang had a frightened guess. He suddenly forgot the past in the direction of the thin monkey and asked, "Hey, thin man, what year and date is this year?"

"Oh, this year is the 18th year of Chunyang. What's the matter, fat man?"

Hey! What about the Gregorian calendar? Is it dead in 2017?

"Where does my family live?"

"Your family lives in Kaifeng, the capital."

"What is the name of the university we attended?"

"The world's No. 1 Kaifeng University, what's the matter, fat man? You don't pretend to be crazy because it's time to worship your ancestors. You don't want to go home and suffer?"

As soon as the thin man's funny expression was made, Gu xiaopang squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

"I'll go, cross, cross, parallel world, hey! Thin man, pinch me?"

Although the request was strange, the thin man did it.

"Oh! It hurts. It's not a dream. Ha ha!"

Gu xiaopang's fleshy arm was pinched out directly with two purple fingerprints, but he still couldn't hide his excitement at this time.

Just as he began to stand up and dance from the ground, a faint voice sounded behind him.

"Son, did you dream again during the exam?"

And such a familiar voice also surprised Gu xiaopang to turn around and look in the direction of the person who made the voice: "Mom!"

Originally, the mother who loved him most in the world is now standing behind him with a smile and looking at him.

Then when Gu xiaopang ran towards this side, his mouth still shouted as usual: "ouch, my son, he's thin again."

As like as two peas, Gu Xiaopang, who runs to her mother's side, has made a careful observation. Finally, she came to the conclusion that the mother of the world is exactly the same as the mother of the world.

The only difference is that the original world's mother's taste is in line with the pig knife, but now this mother's taste is high, not a bit.

Seeing that her son was so lively, Gu's mother took the fat man's hand and polite to the thin man for two words. After coming home for dinner, she began to drag him towards a super luxurious extended luxury car parked at the school gate.

While walking, I don't forget to cheer the fat man up.

"Son, I'm not afraid. If you don't want to take over the class of Lao Shizi's assassin alliance when offering sacrifices to your ancestors this year."

"I'll let your dead father work for a few more years."

"These years, they still force people to dance with knives and guns. What else do they say? The lineage should shoulder the responsibility."

"I don't believe it. If you don't do this, these old guys can make you forget your surname?"

Seeing that my mother is still a supporter who will always stand on her own side, Gu baimeng's heart is a bit secure.

He was really very worried about the so-called family worship.

The world is so crazy. What if in the process of ancestor worship, the old ancestor of the family found that he was actually a visitor from a different world?

But when it was time for Gu's family to worship his ancestors, Gu xiaopang knew that he had thought too much.

When they came to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River and opened the huge ancestral house like a temple in a gentle Town, the family's huge more than 100 people who reached the ancestral level walked into the sacrificial hall full of memorial tablets.

The ancestors of the past generations are buried here. They enjoy the incense of future generations, and then use their huge faith to protect these pious descendants.

When Gu baimeng entered the temple, his whole heart calmed down.

Here he felt a piety for no reason.

As a member of the same surname Gu, he kowtowed to the memorial tablet without any embarrassment.

When Gu xiaopang piously knocked his head three times and stood up in front of the sacrificial row again, his eyes were dark and he didn't know anything.

He just heard some happy and excited words from his father at the last moment: "don't touch him, he is blessed by his ancestors, and his ancestors gave him dreams!"

And Gu xiaopang, who lost his final consciousness, had to scold his father: feudal superstition is terrible!

It's obviously heatstroke, okay?

But in this mysterious world, heatstroke really can't explain the later things.

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PS: push the book "retrograde my 1997", go back to 1997 and regain life.