Chapter 223
Chapter 223
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"Oh, master Xiaochi, you're finally back." Grandpa Yan, a general, directly killed the security guard.
When the security guard was still in a daze, Grandpa Yan took the two children and asked them to call Master.
The little boy held the game console in his hand, without raising his head, he just said something perfunctory.
The little girl stared at Chi Rin's face for a long time, and after making sure that she was indeed a fairy sister who could dance swords, she yelled crisply.
"Wait a minute, Grandpa Yan, I didn't promise to continue accepting apprentices."
Chi Rin felt disgusted when she heard the word "receive apprentice" now, Tan Luo's face was disfigured after being fed the poison, and she actually turned around and pestered her for a long time to become a teacher.
What kind of obsession do people in this era have about apprenticeship?
Fortunately, Chi Rin was so skilled that he jumped off the flyover in a hurry and disappeared without a trace, which prevented that cheap apprentice from following.
I didn't expect that the house hadn't even entered, yet another wave came?
Grandpa Yan laughed, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't want to take it away, just teach them to write a few strokes. If you don't know this, you won't give them any face, right? Your calligraphy level is better than those charlatans who have won this award and that award all day long. If there are too many, I can rest assured that I will hand over the child to you."
Lou Mi: "Just like this, you still let people come in?"
Chi Lin actually wanted to ask Grandpa Yan about the Danzhou drama.
As a senior fancier, he must know something.
It happened that Lou Mi was not around, no matter how she asked, she would not arouse suspicion, so she let Grandpa Yan into the house.
In fact, letting Grandpa Yan into the house was the right decision, and this time she did get a very important clue from Old Yan.
The two children were forced to write, and Lao Yan was making tea, posing as a pedant, and "popularizing" knowledge about Danzhou dramas with Chi Lin.
"This Danzhou opera originated from Danzhou, so it got its name. Danzhou is no longer available for testing, but I heard from Lao Lou and the others that Danzhou opera has an old name called Yuqiang."
Hearing the familiar "Yu Tune", Chi Lin nodded vigorously, and listened intently to Old Yan's continuation.
"Yu should also be a place name. It is estimated that the range it refers to is much larger than that of Danzhou. From the various scenes described in the Danzhou drama, we can know that the country to which Yu belonged was once very prosperous, but later declined for some reason. It’s not even recorded in the history books, making it difficult for Lao Lou and the others to find more information.”
Chi Lin frowned, "Yeah, why didn't you fall..."
Old Yan suddenly said, "I have a guess. The place where Yu is located may not be our current country."
Chi Lin said "Hey?" She had a similar idea before, and she was very excited when Lao Yan said this.
"You mean..."
"It might be a city from another country. There are few records in our history books, so it's understandable."
"But Dayuan... Cough, Yu's place is very similar to our modern one in terms of culture, language, and various living habits. No matter how you look at it, it is in the same line."
"Our country has a history of 5000 years, and there may be many unrecorded dynasties. It is impossible to count how many wars and cultural integrations have been carried out in the past few thousand years. Our nation has a very large It doesn’t matter which country, religion, or lifestyle people come to our land, they will be assimilated in a few hundred years. Even if they don’t assimilate exactly the same, they will At least living together is not a big problem. Many cultures and habits of the country where Yu is located, whether it is business or war, have been integrated into Chinese culture, and it is not impossible for them to be passed down to this day. Take a look at the small countries near China. So far, they have been deeply influenced by ancient Chinese culture. Maybe this era, which was not recorded too much in Chinese history books, was once very strong and exported a lot of culture. Danzhou opera may have been spread to China in this way."
Chi Lin asked, "Is it possible that a country that was once extremely powerful will not be recorded by its neighbors?"
"It's possible. So many legendary dynasties can only be built based on the imagination of future generations, and there are no unearthed cultural relics to prove their existence. But it's not that Yu left no records, otherwise we wouldn't be able to talk about it now."
Old Yan laughed a few times, "If you dig carefully, there may be a lot of historical materials, but there are relatively few records in our country."
Old Yan's words made Chi Lin's floating heart find a strong foothold and direction.
She once guessed like this, but because of her lack of understanding of Chinese history, she couldn't find a theoretical basis.
Old Yan is sometimes thick-skinned and not very attractive, but at the critical moment, it is a bright light that illuminates the road ahead of Chi Lin.
Ohara does exist.
The country built by His Majesty, and the prosperity supported by one hand, are not just a dream.
Its prosperity and its beauty are all real.
Thinking of this, Chi Lin's heart palpitations were hard to calm down.
As a reward for Lao Yan, she also patiently taught calligraphy to children.
Lao Yan's grandson clamored to go back, but his granddaughter was the complete opposite. When Lao Yan wanted to take them back, the child clamored to stay.
Old Yan was one head and two older, no matter how much he scolded him, it was useless, Yan Mingming just refused to leave.
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