Super Weapon Swap System

Raising children to protect the old, the people of this era are not nibbling on the old, because there is nothing to nibble on, everyone is poor clinking, completely the old generation.    

    

At the same time, the people of this era also have filial piety. When he is well, of course he will also take his parents away. It is now like this, the old couple is working from dawn to dusk here. It was too hard. He might as well go to the factory with him. To enjoy life.    

    

With his own ability, he could not let the old couple suffer!    

    

Qin Guan's proposal was originally hoping that the old couple would agree, but when they heard his words, the expressions on their faces stiffened.    

    

Then, it was Chen Yutong's father who said, "Having been here for more than ten years, I feel that it's not bad here. The countryside is quiet and there are not many miscellaneous matters. Slowly, I get used to this place. Now, I will move to another place. I'm really not used to it. Let's just stay here. The journey was tiring, and people were getting old. This old bone couldn't take it anymore. We won't be going over."    

    

Qin Guan glanced at their expressions from the corner of his eye and looked up at the sky. He then looked at the surrounding streets and said, "That's right. There's an ancient aura in the ancient town of Jiangnan. Uncle, Auntie, you are here. Have you seen any special cultural relics? "    

    

"No, of course not." Chen Yutong's father spoke very quickly and firmly. "Except for the old times, we have already cut off all relations with such things. We have nothing."    

    

"Xiang Jing, how is your history?" Qin Guan asked Xiang Jing.    

    

Now, the town had woken up, and the streets were shaking. Some familiar old customers wanted to eat breakfast here. However, looking at the three cars and a few soldiers... They immediately didn't dare to come over and only dared to watch from afar.    

    

Under the protection of the soldiers, Qin Guan and Xiang Jing sat at the small table outside. Qin Guan happily asked Xiang Jing a question.    

    

Special forces like you, in terms of skills, are first class, but in terms of knowledge, that is not necessarily the case.    

    

However, Xiang Jing was an exception. Xiang Jing dabbled in many things. Before entering the army, although she liked to play with weapons, her homework had always been first.    

    

Hearing Qin Guan's question, Xiang Jing nodded. "You want to test me?"    

    

"Yes." Qin Guan said it very easily.    

    

"You can ask." Xiang Jing said.    

    

"In history, many short-lived dynasties have been established in the south. The fate of these dynasties made people sigh. However, in these dynasties... There are many kings that have appeared in history. In your memory... Who is the most famous? The one with the highest literary skills?"    

    

Such a hint was too direct. Xiang Jing said, "Is there even a need to say that? Of course I know."    

    

Xiang Jing did not mention who this person was but directly said, "When did the spring flower and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? Last night, the small house was in the east wind. The old country cannot bear to look back at the moon in the middle of the night. Unfortunately, because of this poem, he was bestowed death. And the most lamentable thing is still his wife."    

    

History is heavy. An emperor who knows poetry is definitely not a good monarch. His achievements in literature perfectly reflects his inability to rule the country. With the country gone, the hat on his head is also green.    

    

" Then do you know his first wife? " Qin Guan continued to ask. It would hurt a lot to talk about other people's wives here, but if they were talking about a wife from a thousand years ago, it would be a different story.    

    

This emperor liked poetry and was definitely a show-off scholar. Such a person would naturally have great love. His first wife was the famous Zhou Hou.    

    

"Emperor Zhou E, a female disciple of Situ Zhou Sect of Southern Tang, when she was nineteen. She entered the Palace as a concubine and was favoured by the Empress. In the second year of Jianlong, the Empress succeeded the throne and conferred the title of Emperor Zhou E as the Empress of the Kingdom. In the second year of Qiande, Emperor Zhou E passed away in Yaoguang Hall due to illness. Shinian was twenty-nine years old. He was buried in Yi Ling. He was called Great Zhou Hou in history." At this moment, Chen Yutong's father spoke.    

    

"Uncle, he is showing off in front of you." Qin Guan said.    

    

Chen Yutong's father was a historical person and was very familiar with history. Now, when he heard Qin Guan's question, he immediately took it.    

    

Zhou Hou's untimely death confirmed that saying. Since ancient times, there had been many beautiful women with thin lives. However, from the perspectives of later generations, it would be better if this person died early. He would no longer have to suffer the pain of surrendering to his country, and he would no longer have to be humiliated by other emperors. At least in her life, she had always been happy.    

    

Xiang Jing looked at Chen Yutong's father and then looked at Qin Guan. She had a strange feeling. What was going on? There was a purpose for Qin Guan to come up with this historical question. Chen Yutong's father taught history, so he would not use such a method to please him. Could it be that there was something else?    

    

Without waiting for Xiang Jing to ask, the conversation between Chen Yutong's father and Qin Guan... Zhou Hou is proficient in music and once drank with Xue Ye. The Enchanted Emperor raised his cup and invited the Empress to dance. The empress said, If you want me to dance, you have to make a new song for me. The Enchanted Emperor casually sang and waved his pen. He wrote 'Drunk Dance Break'."    

    

The scholar was a show-off, and the woman he liked must be extremely smart. Poetry and songs were always linked together. The main theme was poetry, and Zhou Hou liked songs.    

    

" Yeah. However, the biggest achievement of the two of them is still to make up for the Nishang Feathery Song. " Chen Yutong's father said, "This song should only exist in the heavens. How many times can it be heard in the mortal world?"    

    

The Tang Dynasty was prosperous, singing and dancing were rising. At that time, the Nishang Feathery Song was the best magic song of the Tang Dynasty. It was a masterpiece of the Tang Dynasty. Even in the later generations, it was still worthy of a bright pearl in the history of music and dancing.    

    

The song that was made by Tang Xuanzong was said to be made when he saw the immortal mountain and felt something, and it was used to perform when the Clear Qi Palace offered his father as a sacrifice. It was lost after the An Lushan Rebellion.    

    

However, the Empress and Zhou Hou replenished most of it. It was said that when the Jin Ling City was destroyed, it was burned down by the Empress. In the South Song Dynasty, Jiang Kui found the music score of Niching Song, which was in the style of commercial music. These 18 pieces were passed down to the later generations.    

    

Xiang Jing knew all these historical knowledge, but Xiang Jing had always found it very strange. Why did Qin Guan suddenly mention Zhou Hou here?    

    

There must be a reason why Qin Guan did this. She remembered the last time she went to M Country. When she went to the grave of that great hero, she saw a bunch of alpacas. That sudden flash of light suddenly made Xiang Jing feel... What Qin Guan was talking about now seemed very similar to what he had said at that time.    

    

Like what? Something that had nothing to do with anything had actually been forcefully brought together. This time, could it be that another miracle would happen?    

    

En, I only need to sit on this little stool and quietly watch a good show. Chen Yutong's parents are definitely not simple!