"I think that as a member of the Yue family, it takes more courage to enter the Yuan Dynasty court, right?"

Suddenly, a barrage broke the silence.

In fact, many people are thinking about what should we do at this time?

Comfort the ancients?

Tell him that he is not a sinner, but a hero?

Tell him that even if he is holding a hoe, it is the pride of the nation?

Tell him that letting the people have a full meal is more important than conquering the country?

No, he can't hear it.

He doesn't need it either.

And this barrage undoubtedly gave others a very good idea.

Although we feel sad because of the ancients, we sigh for the ancients.

But why do you have to talk to the ancients?

Isn't it enough to talk about yourself?

"This is not about courage, but about pursuing one's ideals with the risk of bearing the eternal infamy."

"I think Ziliang's ideal should be very lofty, as big as one person and above ten thousand people."

"What he wants is definitely not to be a small official in a small place, but to change society from top to bottom."

"Wait, isn't what he wants today's China? All ethnic groups coexist in harmony and work together!"

"Oh my God, that is, at that time, he had already let go of the prejudice between nations?"

"You are talking more and more mysterious, but why do I think it makes sense..."

Although Ziliang never expressed his ultimate goal of becoming an official until his death.

However, after inheriting the wisdom of his ancestors, modern people can understand his state of mind at that time and infer his highest ideals.

This is not something particularly difficult to reason about.

Because this ideal is something hidden deep in the hearts of every Chinese child.

Of course, if Yue Ziliang was at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, he had already gained a preliminary glimpse into the possibility of national integration.

Then, even if he is out of reach of his ultimate ideal, he is still a well-deserved pioneer!

"Is there anything else that has research value in this room?"

Teacher Huang stood in the middle of the room, and looked at Yue Ziliang's whole life and asked Sun Zheng.

"I think it has it."

Sun Zheng shook his head helplessly.

Although he was dry and a little tired, he was extremely energetic.

Yue Ziliang's story will not make him bored at all. The more he learns, the more he feels unfulfilled.

He has long since viewed Yue Ziliang's deeds with the mentality of an archaeologist.

Because this is not a major archaeological discovery.

Like many viewers in the live broadcast room, he was simply exploring Yue Ziliang's story with his personal interests.

At this moment, he even wanted to know how Yue Ziliang and Wanru fell in love.

Such people, even if they get married and have children, they will never just follow their parents' orders or the words of the matchmaker.

It’s a pity that it’s gone, it’s gone.

Ziliang is just a small speck of dust in the long river of history.

His existence is not enough to change the trend of history or to be recorded in history.

His deeds will not be praised by great praise.

Even if you dig in other places, it is impossible to dig out information about him.

As an archaeologist, Sun Zheng certainly understands all this.

He had already kept this regret and Ziliang's story in his heart.

"Let's go, don't bother him."

Sun Zheng said, and walked out of the room first.

Immediately afterwards, the others walked out of the room and came to the yard.

It was noon at this moment and the sun was in the sky.

The time spent in Ziliang's room was longer than expected.

"I'll cook right away, you guys have a rest first."

Teacher Huang said something and went to work hard.

Now that it is lunch time, there is naturally no need to work overtime.

Yixing was originally planning to find Xiaoke to watch a TV series for a while.

But not long after I went out, I didn’t see Xiao Ke’s traces.

After waiting for a long time, I saw Xiaoke coming from the pond panting, holding a silver hammer in his hand.

"Mom, put that thing on the ground."

Xiaoke raised the silver hammer and pointed at the wooden board in Chen Mengxi's hand, saying.

Chen Mengxi nodded and threw the wooden board directly to the ground.

Xiao Ke immediately turned around and used the power of his waist to drive the silver hammer, swung a huge arc, and smashed it down violently.

Peng.

This time, the wooden board was broken more simply than the last time, and more than a dozen cracks were directly smashed.

Then he easily peeled off the wooden board with his hands.

There is something hidden in the wooden board.

A ring.

Silver ring!

"Uncle Sun, look at this." Xiaoke took out the ring and waved it at Sun Zheng.

In fact, Sun Zheng had noticed this place a long time ago.

He walked over, picked up the ring and glanced at it, but finally shook his head and said, "This is an ordinary silver ring, nothing special."

"No! It's special!"

As soon as Sun Zheng finished speaking, Chen Mengxi's voice suddenly rang.

Chen Mengxi bit her lips tightly, her eyes blurred, and her eyes were wet, and her eyes seemed to be constantly trembling.

I don’t know if it’s love or hatred that emotion I want to express on that face.

Or love and hate.

"It's my couple ring with Yue Yang..."

Chen Mengxi said slowly.

She never expected that in Yue Yang's specially made wooden board, something that belonged to her memory would be preserved.

And when she said this, the audience was also shocked.

"Can Yue Yang still think about Chen Mengxi?"

"What's the use of thinking about it? If I had such a wife, it wouldn't be enough to accompany me every day!"

"I think it's like a clue that Yue Yang deliberately left to Xiao Ke."

"Just say it just if you have something to do. Why do you have such a lot of effort? It's really!"

...

Although most of the audience in the live broadcast room were still complaining about Yue Yang.

Yue Yang's style is really unacceptable.

But because at least there were clues about Xiaoke's mother, the scolding was not as bad as before.

Chen Mengxi picked up the ring and looked at the inner ring. Sure enough, there was the abbreviation of the pinyin starting with the three characters Chen Mengxi.

And her ring also has the abbreviation of Yue Yang.

However, like Yue Yang, she did not bring the ring with her.

With her current status, wearing a cheap and not very fashionable silver ring will only cause trouble.

However, the other half of the pair of rings was kept intact at home and never discarded.

"Okay, don't be sad, eat! Let's talk while eating!"

Teacher Huang came over with a large pot of braised duck meat to ease the atmosphere a little.

A group of people sat up again and prepared to start.

"Okay, Mengxi, let's talk about the story behind this ring."

But no one expected that as soon as he was on the table, Teacher Huang actually put on a gossip and asked Chen Mengxi.

[Recommended my master's book "Longing for: Fenglangjuxu, exposed by his daughter!", which is written better than me, brothers, please support me! I will never let you down!]
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