Chapter 307: The Shixian Bu Guang and Princess Yongning! 【1 update】


    As soon as this entry was released, the hot search instantly climbed to the top and became popular.


    [New poems to support the light? ? ? 】


    [I really love poetry that helps the light too much. It is graceful and grand and bold. It is catchy and easy to read, and it is not that difficult to recite poetry. 】


    [God is jealous of talents, and the beauty is jealous of the beauty. Helping the light may just be the immortal who came from heaven to the world as a guest. After leaving countless ink treasures, he returned to heaven. 】


    [How long has it been since new poems for support have appeared? Could it be that they are directed and acted by themselves? I now suspect that even the appearance of the Sword Saint Sword was intentional by the program team. Otherwise, the program team would have discovered things that had not been excavated by even the professional archaeological team for decades? 】


    The official Weibo of "Collection of Shenzhou" sent a picture of the scroll found by Rong Qi, which was a seven-character regulated verse on it.


    The name of this seven-character regulated verse is also very simple - "Give to the Princess".


    The word "Fu Guang" is very distinctive and difficult to imitate. It has its own style. The word "Fu Guang" and "Fu Guang" are collectively called "Cold Muscles and Bones".


    People who are familiar with Fu Guang''s handwriting can easily determine whether the words on this scroll belong to Fu Guang.


    There is three points in the wood, and the pen is full of ink.


    Apart from helping the light, who else can write it out?


    This seven-character regulated verse is also a unique style of supporting the light, and no other person can write it.


    [You can show me a self-direction and self-acting? If it is really directed and acted by yourself, it would be fine. The person who can write this poem is a genius! 】


    [Oh my God, I still write a poem to Princess Yongning toast to their friendship forever. 】


    [I deeply suspect that the program team is actually not recording the program, but carrying out archaeological projects. Otherwise, how could they discover so many rare things? ! 】


    [Is it possible that there is any detector on the program team’s hands? Just like in the game, one can find out and one can be accurate. 】


    This news quickly reduced the popularity of the video of the Canalou, and no one cared about what happened in the Canalou.


    The program team also threw all the unpleasantness that happened in the book collection. Everyone surrounded the table and were carefully observing the scroll from a hundred years ago.


    "Miss Ye is still careful. First, he found a few small characters in the stone at the door, confirming that this was left by the emperor''s teacher Han Yunsheng." The director nodded repeatedly, "and then speculated that the current Shulu was the place where Princess Yongning practiced calligraphy in the past, which allowed us to find a new poem to help the light."


    He is also one of the witnesses and can brag about it with his old friends for the rest of his life in the future!


    "However, Fengyuan Museum has contacted us and said that after the program is recorded, the scroll can be placed in the museum for collection." The director also said, "Miss Ye, what do you think?"


    Ye Wanlan nodded and smiled slightly: "The cultural relics should go to where they should go, otherwise how can they reflect their historical and artistic value?"


    "Miss Ye is here, maybe we can fill the Fengyuan Museum before we leave Fengyuan." The deputy director couldn''t help but joking, "The archaeological team stationed in Tianyinfang General Administration just heard news that it had discovered many new historical relics."


    "I can''t go to the Shulu, but Miss Ye is right. The new poems that help the light are more interesting in the present world." The director clapped his hands, "Please ask several teachers from the performing arts team to take their seats, and the photography team prepares."


    The two old actors, Shen Yeqiu and Xu Qingyu, have changed into opera robes. Because the filming script was temporarily changed, the two are still watching the lines and background stories.


    "Collection of Shenzhou" adopts a combination of ancient and modern times to shoot every historical story.


    The first part is still the actors responsible for performing the past history. Then the camera turns to the modern day a hundred years later. The academic group represented by Professor Shen, Professor Li and Ye Wanlan continue to tell this history.


    In this way, the serious historical facts can be made the greatest interesting.


    While the program team was recording a new episode, at this moment, Fu Qiao was practicing calligraphy in the yard in the library.


    In addition to a table, pen, ink, paper and ink, there is also a large water tank, and the water in the water tank has been dyed black by ink.


    Under Fu Qiao''s feet were rice paper scattered all over the floor.


    The more she writes, the more she feels dissatisfied.


    "Jiao Qiao!" A voice sounded, and a girl walked in with her schoolbag on her back, "Jiao Qiao, you are practicing calligraphy again. Your handwriting is already well written. Let''s take a break."


    "No, it''s still a lot worse." Fu Qiao shook his head and sighed, "I have practiced body support since I was a child, but unfortunately I can only imitate a seven-point image, but I can''t learn the essence."


    "After all, it''s Fuguang. The first female poet is unprecedented and has no future." The girl comforted her, "I also read the news today and said that the collection of Shenzhou program team discovered the new poetry of Fuguang."


    "They?" Fu Qiao''s expression became cold. "I hate people who use history as a gimmick to shoot every day. I don''t know what they think in their hearts? They don''t respect history at all!"


    She absolutely does not allow these people who are stumbling in the entertainment industry to insult history.


    "But Qiao Qiao, do you know where the collection of the new poems of Fuguang discovered by the China Program Team?" The girl was very excited, "It''s right at your door!" Fu Qiao frowned and her tone suddenly raised: "What? At my door?"


    She has lived here for twenty years and has never found any new poems that can help the light.


    Her surname does come from Fuguang, but because she was picked up by her grandfather and raised her, she took her grandfather’s surname.


    It is also her pride to be able to support the same surname as Shixian.


    "Yes." The girl took out her cell phone and called out the photos to compare, "Look at this big tree, isn''t it the old tree at your door? Alas, how could it be discovered by the people in the program team first? It''s so strange..."


    After Fu Guang saw the photo, his anger suddenly surged: "Did they do it on purpose? After I discovered that I wanted to destroy cultural relics and drove them out of the library, I searched at my doorstep?"


    The girl was stunned for a moment. She opened her mouth and did not say the sentence "But Qiao Qiao, the land outside the door is publicly owned."


    "Uncle Liu." Fu Qiao immediately put down his pen and went to find the middle-aged man, "Where is the program team, let them come over and give me and grandpa an explanation!"


    New poems that support light must also be kept in the library.


    **


    At 5:30 pm, the sun began to set westward, and the gorgeous sunset covered half of the sky.


    The water and the sky are connected, and the red and golden sunlight is melted into the water again, as if a piece of gilded is poured over.


    Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingfeng were walking along the base of the city wall. As they walked, they walked to the lake again.


    The old man I met before was still sitting at the stone table, and a new chessboard was placed on the table.


    Ye Wanlan walked forward, his eyes fell on the chessboard, and raised his eyebrows: "This endgame..."


    "Oh?" The old man was surprised when he saw her expression, "Can you guy Ye actually sees this endgame?"


    "Yeah." Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, "I just saw this endgame at the Shulu this morning, so I was deeply impressed."


    "No wonder, no wonder." The old man touched his beard and said with a smile, "Sometimes I would set an endgame in the courtyard, but without Miss Ye, this endgame is really hard to solve."


    Ye Wanlan sat down opposite the old man and smiled: "Then I''m better obey my duty than respect, so I''ll continue to solve the endgame with you."


    The old man was very happy: "With Xiaoyou, I have not been so bored in playing chess during this period."


    Unfortunately, his granddaughter has no talent in playing chess, let alone explain the endgame left by ancient chess players.


    When he first met Ye Wanlan, he felt very close to this little girl.


    "My friend''s chess skills are also good." Ye Wanlan looked at Yan Tingfeng and raised his eyebrows again, "If you think I''m bored, he can accompany you."


    The old man laughed: "Okay, okay, okay."


    At this time, the director and producer Liu were invited to the Book Collection by the middle-aged man.


    Before going, the two thought Fu Qiao had changed their mind and allowed them to continue shooting in the Shulu.


    Who knew that when they met, Fu Qiao asked them to hand over the new poems of Fu Guang to her.


    "Miss Fu Qiao, this is a cultural relic discovered by the program team and is already planning to donate it to Fengyuan Museum." Producer Liu frowned, "It has nothing to do with the Book Collection House, and more importantly, this was not your Book Collection House before."


    "No matter whose territory this place was before, it is now just our book collection house." Fu Qiao Zhenzhen said, "What you find in the book collection house is the book collection house!"


    The director was so angry that he trembled all over by her shameless words. He completely turned cold: "Ms. Fu Qiao, we are recording the show here, but it doesn''t require your permission. You can just drive us out without any discrimination. Do you still want to occupy the cultural relics now?"


    "But you found it at my house and dug up the big tree at my door." Fu Qiao said coldly, "You were rude first!"


    "What are you quarreling?" A slow voice sounded from outside the door, and he was powerful without anger.


    All sounds stop.


    The director and producer Liu looked back and saw an old man wearing a jacket.


    "Grandpa, you are finally back." Fu Qiao rushed forward immediately and hugged the old man''s arm, "Grandpa, how could you agree to them come to us to record the show? He also took our things away!"


    After saying that, Fu Qiao raised his head and happened to meet Ye Wanlan behind the old man.


    Good morning~~


    ??(This chapter ends)