I! Punch the Nanshan Nursing Home!

Of course, before starting to compile history, the editors decided to give Xu Yanmiao a special training.

"Come, Xu Lang, let me ask you, you are a historian, you have to record one thing: the emperor got a wild horse, three years later the horse was still unruly, the general tamed the horse for him, and in just a hundred days the horse was obedient. The emperor asked how he did it, he told him: let the horse endure thirst and be trained, and follow the orders of people."

Xu Yanmiao pondered for a while and began to write.

- After two years of work environment, he can use classical Chinese relatively proficiently.

"The emperor got a wild horse, but could not ride it for three years. The general suggested that it could be tamed in a hundred days. So the emperor tamed it. It worked. The emperor asked why. The general said that horses would follow people if they were thirsty for a long time."

After reading it, the editor was very surprised: "Xu Lang, you have grasped the essence of history at the beginning! Yes, the more concise the history should be, the better. 'The emperor got a wild horse, but could not ride it for three years', this sentence is enough to surpass 90% of historians!"

Xu Yanmiao's eyes were clear: "Thank you, editor!"

The editor was stunned: "Why are you thanking me?"

Xu Yanmiao smiled embarrassedly: "Before, I heard from the editor that you have been compiling the history of the previous dynasty for ten years, so I was afraid that my arrival would cause trouble for you."

The editor's originally calm mood was subtly disturbed by invisible waves. He looked at Xu Yanmiao deeply. He originally thought that Bai Ze was here as a mascot and only needed to provide official history. As for the history book, it would be fine as long as it was roughly correct. Anyway, he was not expected to do this.

But at this moment, the editor picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on the paper: "Come and take a look."

Xu Yanmiao looked out and saw that under the words he wrote, it was written in a straight line: The emperor got a fierce horse, but he could not ride it for three years. When the generals heard this, they used thirst to tame the horses to relieve the emperor's worries.

Xu Yanmiao's eyes suddenly lit up.

He understood!

*

When the old emperor entered the Pepper Room, Empress Dou was shocked: "Why is he so savage!"

Why is his beard so messy! His clothes are wrinkled!

The old emperor cursed: "Mr. Man! All of them are mr. man!"

Then he angrily told Empress Dou what he had just experienced: "Not only did they threaten to hang themselves, they also verbally attacked me! They even stroked my dragon whiskers! I don't want to bother with them, I want to leave, but they grabbed me and wouldn't let me go!"

- She was so angry that she even said the word "I".

Empress Dou: "..."

The ministers were so angry that they grabbed the emperor and wouldn't let him go... Especially an emperor like her Wu Lang who had a bad temper...

"Wu Lang, tell me the truth." Empress Dou's expression suddenly became serious: "You didn't smash the minister's ancestral tomb in a rage, did you?"

She originally said it seriously, but she didn't expect the person opposite to be strangely silent.

"...You?" Empress Dou's ending tone was not very stable.

The old emperor coughed and said, "It's not that serious. It's a little lighter than this... No, it's a little lighter... Well, it's lighter anyway."

If he hadn't felt guilty, he wouldn't have just scolded these vulgar people in front of his wife.

——He would have been dragged out and beaten with a stick a long time ago.

Empress Dou: "What exactly is it?"

The old emperor's eyes drifted: "Let Xu Yanmiao go to compile the history of Zhou."

Empress Dou: "..."

This is not much different from digging up someone's ancestral tomb. It's really no wonder that the minister did something rebellious in a fit of anger.

But looking at the messy beard on her husband's chin, Empress Dou couldn't help laughing.

The old emperor: "Sister! You won't help me again!"

Empress Dou was overjoyed: "You, the ministers are not made of clay. This man was angry... Fortunately, he just pulled your beard and pulled your clothes to stop you from leaving."

The old emperor said proudly: "Just them? You want to bleed five steps? I can't beat them all together. This time I saw that they cried too much and it hurt my eyes, so I let them go - those old arms and legs, I just use a little strength, they will fall to the ground."

Empress Dou didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

You, an emperor in your sixties, personally beat a group of ministers in their sixties and seventies. Would it sound good if it got out?

Thinking of the matter of compiling history, I was a little worried.

"You said, you arranged Xu Yanmiao to compile history? He is too young. Although those editors will not bully or isolate him, I am afraid they will not respect him much. Is it too early to let him compile history now? He is not even an adult yet."

Speaking of this, the old emperor's face was radiant in an instant: "Sister, this is the most correct decision I have ever made! Xu Yanmiao is lazy and needs to be forced to move. For example, in the matter of foot binding, who would have thought that he could figure out how to make people counterattack and criticize foot binding by spreading rumors. I let him compile history because I wanted to get him moving. I heard that he would sleep until noon every time he had a day off. He was so lazy at the age of 19!"

Empress Dou: "..."

Sometimes, she also wanted her husband to be a human being. It is normal for people to want to rest on the tenth day after working hard for nine days.

The old emperor did not notice the indescribable expression on his sister's face, and continued: "As for whether Xu Yanmiao can withstand the pressure..."

He smiled: "Although this kid is always making a fuss and his inner voice is so angry that he wants to kill people, he has a kind heart and lives very transparently. I bet sister, those editors will not make things difficult for him. As for the chief executive..."

Before he finished speaking, a Jinyiwei came to report: "Your Majesty, Chief Executive Song fainted."

The old emperor blinked and said nothing.

Suddenly, under the disapproving gaze of Empress Dou, he burst into laughter: "This man is too fragile, hahahahahaha——"

*

Chief Executive Song, who was rescued by the imperial physician with acupuncture, did not know that a certain culprit still despised him for being fragile, otherwise he might faint again.

But, even if we don't know what happened with the emperor...

[There are so many drafts, which one of the history of generals and ministers should we start with?]

[Oh right! What did that kind young man just say... Guangping Song family? Let's start with this one!]

"Dong——"

Xu Yanmiao looked over, feeling something strange in her heart.

[Huh? Did she faint again after waking up?]

The imperial physician felt the pulse and calmly told the others: "It's nothing, it's just anger attacking the heart, two injections will be fine."

When Chief Judge Song woke up again, he was deeply disgusted by the excellent medical skills of the imperial physician.

Especially when he heard Xu Yanmiao's inner voice: "No way... is he so angry? Did he faint again after seeing me? How can I tell him without embarrassment that the old emperor only asked me to compile history, and did not appoint me as a chief judge?" When he was staggering, the imperial physician gave him a quick injection, and he could not faint.

Who! Who misled Xu Yanmiao and said that he fainted because he was afraid that Xu Yanmiao would take his position!

"When did I..."

The words came to his lips, but the chief executive officer remembered that it was his inner voice, and he turned around with gritted teeth: "Did I faint?"

Then someone came to help him sit down and explained the situation in detail. Chief Executive Officer Song listened absent-mindedly, his attention was all on Xu Yanmiao.

[Guangping Song Family... Where should I start? ]

[Let me see, I'll turn to the page I find. ]

[History of generals and ministers... Wow! I turned to the ancestor of Guangping Song Family! ]

Chief Executive Officer Song recalled and suddenly became optimistic.

The ancestor of Guangping Song family was the son-in-law of the Uighur Khan. Of course, he was a Chinese through and through. When Zhou Shizu started his army to put order, he persuaded his father-in-law to lead the Uighur tribe to recognize Zhou Shizu as their leader. Later, when they conquered the world, his achievements were the first among all the heroes!

Such a hero who is in the Uighurs but has his heart in China! Even if he does something amazing, he will be praised for not being particular about details!

[Wow, this is almost the same as a sweeping star. ]

[Although he didn't mean to do that. ]

Chief Executive Song's will to keep silent almost collapsed.

Xu Yanmiao! Don't go too far! What's wrong with my ancestor!

The people next to him grabbed him tightly and covered his mouth.

"Calm down, calm down! Listen again! What if there is something behind it!"

Chief Executive Song was dismissive.

What kind of inside story could there be...

[Passing by Julu, visiting a friend who was demoted. The two sides hadn't seen each other for a long time. They had a drink together. This old man was fine. His friend died suddenly because of drinking hot wine on an empty stomach.]

Chief Executive Song was even more dismissive.

The friend himself didn't pay attention, what did his ancestor have to do with it!

[The great poet Meng Bai was traveling. When they climbed to a high place in the mountain, it rained heavily. The two were bored while hiding from the rain, so they recited poems to each other. When he was excited, he threw his umbrella and showed his boldness. Just as it happened, lightning struck and killed the great poet. 】

【This is really unlucky. There are not many tall plants in the mountains in the north. He even deliberately got a copper umbrella and held it high in the wind and rain with his arms open. How could he not be hit by the arrows? 】

Chief Executive Officer Song nodded frantically.

That's right! It's a coincidence! It's not his ancestors' bad luck!

【Ah, Zhou Shizu originally asked him to be the chief examiner of the military examination, but he had abdominal discomfort in the past two days and declined. It was so unlucky that the person who replaced him was accidentally shot in the throat by an arrow from a military examination candidate. After many investigations, it was found that the candidate's archery skills were indeed very bad. 】

Chief Executive Officer Song: "..."

This...

coincidence! It's all coincidence!

The friend had an accident in the fifth year after the founding of the Zhou Dynasty!

The poet's death happened in the seventh year after the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, and it was a rare rainstorm in Leon. Can his ancestors be blamed for this? And the examiner's stomachache in the past two days was not something he knew in advance! And that happened in the 22nd year after the founding of the country, which was 15 years after the "rainstorm". Can it be counted after so many years?

Other officials: "..."

Silently looked at Chief Executive Song.

In fact, if these were placed in the personal biography of the "victim", people might not notice them, but when Xu Yanmiao listed them like this, it was very subtle.

Every time the victim died, either the ancestor was by his side, or he was related to the ancestor. Although it only appears once every few years, and although it is most likely a coincidence, it is too weird...

He hurriedly stepped back carefully, away from Chief Executive Song.

This... Who knows if this thing will follow the bloodline, right?

[Ha! Wait a minute! This unofficial history of the Guangping Song family ancestor is actually true? ! ]

Other officials: "!!!"

What unofficial history!

Are you talking about him dying because he drank too much before going to court and couldn't urinate, causing his bladder to rupture?

Or the reason why he became rich and powerful is because he fell into the tomb of Chu Taizu when he was young, took Chu Taizu's skull and painted it purple and gold and slept with it every day, absorbing Chu Taizu's purple energy, and later became a high-ranking official?

Wait! Could that outrageous rumor be true? !

Before Daxia was Dazhou, before Dazhou was Dachu, before Dachu was Daliang.

Emperor Taizu of Liang was mean and ungrateful, suspicious of loyal ministers, and imprisoned or executed them. Later, Emperor Taizu of Liang was reincarnated as the last emperor of Chu. One of the loyal ministers was reincarnated as the ancestor of Guangping Song family, who followed Emperor Shizu of Zhou to destroy Dachu. He also proposed to Emperor Shizu of Zhou that the last emperor of Chu be made a commoner of Chu, imprisoned in a small courtyard for his whole life, and then every day he was reincarnated by loyal ministers to do this and that?