Chapter 30 The Second Brother Became a God! [Changed the Cover]
"Emperor Guan?"
"Guardian Jia Lan?"
"Emperor Wen Heng?"
"Martial Saint???!!!"
Everyone was shocked, even the mighty General Zhao Yun was dumbfounded: Damn it! How come it feels like Guan Yu won completely just from the title!
"Second brother... became a god?!" Zhang Fei was shocked.
Guan Yu's face was as red as a late autumn jujube, purple.
In the end, this Hedong man said, "The light curtain is over, I'm going to perform martial arts!" and quickly fled from the side hall.
Suddenly, the side hall was filled with laughter:
"The second general has become a god!"
"Will the second general protect us after we die?"
"Just be sure to die behind General Guan."
"What are you afraid of? Even if your soul returns to the grass, the Holy Lord Guan should be able to talk to the Lord of Mount Tai, right?"
"What if General Guan hasn't become a god yet and you've angered the Lord of Mount Tai?"
"Do I look so brainless? You must be the only one who could do such a thing!"
Amid the noise, everyone consciously gave their thumbs up: Thumbs up!
Sun Gan, Jian Yong, and Mi Zhu also followed suit with fresh faces.
Then a question was put in front of them: "What to give?"
Liu Bei directly denied his previous plan: "The horseshoe gold and gold five-zhu coins I gave before seem to be a huge sum of money to the younger generation!"
"If I give money and other things, it will not only make us look vulgar, but also easily wear down the fighting spirit of the younger generation. The younger generation is still a young generation, and must not be corrupted by money!"
You said it with great righteousness, but didn't you calculate the price of the high-speed rail ticket and feel distressed? Everyone complained in their hearts, but didn't dare to say it.
They didn't dare to say it, but someone dared to say:
"Brother, do you still remember that the younger generation said that you would stare out of your eyes when you saw the high-speed rail?"
Liu Bei blushed, and then he said something difficult to understand, such as "I am the descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan, the future Emperor Zhaolie of Shu Han, etc."
For a while, the hall was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Finally, it was proposed by Kong Ming, and Liu Bei made the decision. The things to be given this time have been determined:
A piece of paper.
On it, Kong Ming wrote a few lines of words neatly:
How should the Han Dynasty develop nuclear energy?
What should Shu Han do to achieve unification?
What mistakes did Zhuge Liang make in his administration?
And Zhang Fei strongly requested to add:
Has Zhang Yide ever been deified?
Answer any one of them and you will be rewarded with ten horseshoe golds.
Kong Ming carefully dried the words and handed them to Liu Bei, who placed the paper on the ground in the middle with a pious and serious look.
Soon, perhaps as the mind felt, the light curtain slowly unfolded again, and the paper slowly floated up in the attention of everyone, and then fell rapidly after hitting the light curtain.
The blood-red exclamation mark on the light curtain occupied the sight, and everyone in the hall changed color:
Warning! Warning! Suspected fraud information detected!
Warning! Warning! Suspected fraud information detected!
Please do not send any content containing misleading information!
If you try again, you will be banned!
The paper that held everyone's hopes fell to the ground, and then spontaneously combusted without wind, reflecting everyone's ugly faces, and soon turned into ashes.
Kong Ming was very calm: "So and so..."
His eyes wandered around the room, and finally focused on the paper in front of him.
He wrote a simple calligraphy quickly, and finally wrote his signature and seal.
After blowing the ink dry, Kong Ming was about to send the calligraphy up, but was stopped by Liu Bei.
Liu Bei smiled embarrassedly: "Kong Ming, I still have an immature idea."
Kong Ming:?
…………
In Chengdu, Wen Mang packed his clothes in the hotel.
Hua Hua had already seen it, and a country bumpkin like himself would not go to Taikoo Li. Should he go to collect folk songs next?
At this moment, the phone rang.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Wen Mang? Here is a courier for you."
"Ah? I'm playing in Chengdu now, can I leave it at the courier station first?"
"Hello, this courier is in Chengdu now."
"Ah?"
After sending the courier away, Wen Mang muttered "Recent fans are too enthusiastic" while opening the courier.
It was still a beautiful box, but this time the box was long and you could hear a rustling sound from inside when you shook it gently.
"Calligraphy and painting?"
He opened it with great interest, and there was indeed a scroll of paper lying safely inside. Wen Mang spread it out and couldn't help laughing and crying:
On it, there were six big characters written in regular script:
Glory belongs to the people!
The signature on the side was densely packed with small characters:
Written by Zhuge Kongming, General of the Han Army, in the winter of the 14th year of Jian'an
Carry: Jingzhou Mu Liu Xuande, Lieutenant General Zhao Zilong, General Huang Hansheng, Zuo General's Attack on the Enemy, Zhonglang Mi Zizhong Jianxian and Sun Gongyou
There is another line of more wild regular script, which is obviously different from the previous notes:
Zhang Yide, General Zhang, General Guan Yuchang
Each of the above names also used a seal next to their names, making the content of the signature more than the words in the title!
Good guy! Wen Mang remembered the dialogue between Zhuge Liang's doorman and Liu Bei when watching TV series:
"Han Zuo General Yicheng Tinghou, Yuzhou Mu Emperor's uncle Liu Bei, came to see you."
"I can't remember many names."
"You only said Liu Bei came to visit."
This calligraphy is more exaggerated than Liu Huangshu! Are you here to hold a meeting?
But it is a gift after all, and the names of these people are signed on such a calligraphy, which has a kind of beauty of time-space splitting brain stem shock.
Take pictures from multiple angles, and then make a preview of the content of the next issue. Edit it in a few seconds and click send!
After finishing the website, Wen Mang hummed a song and planned to take a shower and go out to find a maocai to eat, but his plan was interrupted by a phone call.
When he picked up the phone, he still heard a very nice female voice:
"Mr. Wen Mang?"
Wen Mang quickly remembered why this voice was familiar: the scam call he received before getting on the high-speed rail!
"No, I'm Qin Shi Huang."
The other side laughed softly, and then said:
"I want to ask, do you have any intention to sell the Han Dynasty horseshoe gold and Han Dynasty gold five-zhu coins that you posted on Station 13 before?"
"As well as the glass dragon jade pendant that you posted photos of before, if you have any intention to sell it, we are also happy to take it over, of course, the premise is that it is authentic after identification."
With an immature doubt in his mind, Wen Mang also asked directly: "Why, can't you use online shopping there?"
The other party was still very patient and said: "My colleagues and I are experts in history and archaeology. We judge from the pictures and compare them with the existing unearthed gold five-zhu coins. We think that it is very likely that you have the authentic one."
"Authentic?" Wen Mang repeated these two words and fell silent.
"How about this, if you are in Chengdu now, you can come to Sichuan University to see our laboratory, at least to make sure that I am not a liar, right?"
After hanging up the phone, Wen Mang's heart was suddenly filled with anxiety and happiness:
What kind of rich fan!
Such heavy horseshoe gold, such glittering gold five-zhu, if it is authentic...
Wouldn't it be possible to pay off the mortgage first?
There is no way, the desire for a small home is really engraved in my DNA.
"Horseshoe gold..." Wen Mang murmured, and then he found that there was a small red dot in the upper right corner of his backend account?
[Historical deviation value: 3]
Wen Mang clicked it and opened a secondary menu:
[Bullet screen function turned on: deviation value 1 point]
[Increase the audience: deviation value 2 points]
Thanks to [Xiao Ming born in 1994] for the hundreds of gold five-zhu rewards.
I have to think about it recently.