Chapter 572 Is it a man or a woman
Chapter 572 Is It Man or Woman
After figuring out this problem, I began to look at the pictures on the wall.
These pictures are very simple, and the materials are relatively simple. I can't see the slightest gorgeousness. It seems to be a layer of carbon black, very much like a sketch, but the characters look flesh and blood, lifelike.
The first picture is obvious, a very beautiful woman washing clothes by the river.
The woman's figure is very slim, with a bun on her head, her eyes are big, and her eyes are like spring water veins.
Unfortunately, the woman obviously used too much force when washing clothes. The buttons of the clothes on her chest were opened, revealing half a white naizi, giving people a feeling of holding the pipa and half covering her face.
On the other side of the river, there was an emperor-like man, who was burly and tall, riding a tall horse, followed by a group of horses. The boy was obviously stunned by the woman's appearance in front of him. He stared at the half ** nai, and there was a shameless saliva in his mouth.
Fuck me! What does the emperor do? Why is it so insirrate? Why are you so shameless? Why do you smell the same as me?
Futam! Staring at other people's chests, do you feel a little thirsty when you come out to hunt and want to drink a cup of yogurt?
Because it is surrounded by woods, there is no agency store nearby, and I can't buy yogurt, so I have to look at the girl's chest to quench my thirst. It must be like this, you old pervert!
Zhang Haotian stared at the girl's white house and kept staring at it. The little leaf beside him raised his hand and touched him before he realized it.
He smiled awkwardly, raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and then stepped forward and began to appreciate the next pair.
In the second picture, Zhang Haotian didn't understand it after looking at it for a long time. It was the emperor who was sitting on a chair above a hall. The beautiful woman was still standing below, and there was a maid behind her. The beautiful woman's clothes were gorgeous but sad, as if she was begging for the emperor's man. The boy seemed to be If you like someone, you want to be a noble or princess, but they don't want to.
Zhang Haotian shook his head. This old bastard must be a faint king. He fantasized that after marrying that girl, he could warm the spring night with hibiscus tents. From then on, the king did not go early in the morning, sang every day and played the flute every night, and the little bird became a big eagle.
I only know how to drink and be greedy all day long. It's no wonder if you don't subjugate the country.
Next is the third one. The third one is very different from the first two. The emperor seems to have achieved good deeds with the beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman's face is not sad. Instead, she leans sideways beside him, looking happy and enjoying, which is comfortable.
There are still some trivial things in life. For example, when the emperor came back, the woman was very happy to greet him. Then, there was a plot of the two in the boudoir, which made Zhang Haotian's heart jump in his heart, which was simply a beautiful spring * palace picture of his mother.
Li Qiang and Sun Yong and Wang Kai also blushed a little. The little leaf didn't seem to think so, and he was still bowing his head and meditating.
It seems that only the last painting has aroused everyone's idea. The last painting is a very beautiful waterfall. Under the waterfall is a pool. The water in the pool seems to be very deep and clear, with a few happy small fish swimming.
The beautiful woman stood by the pool, still with a sad face, ready to jump into the pool, as if she wanted to take a shower, but it was a little different, because she had to take off her clothes when taking a shower, but the woman didn't take it off, so she was so stupid to jump in.
Xiao Yezi nodded and said, "I understand. This woman is going to dive and commit suicide.
This is a very beautiful story. It is about a young and beautiful woman. Because she was found by the emperor on the shore when she was washing clothes by the river, the emperor coveted his beauty, so he summoned the palace to the noble. At first, the woman was very reluctant and even resisted. Later, she didn't know why. I was willing to do anything, so I was very kind to the emperor.
The emperor also spoiled her. The two of them loved each other for a period of time, but somehow the woman jumped into the river and committed suicide. It is likely that the emperor no longer spoiled her. This is a touching love story."
Zhang Haotian sighed and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity that a flower is stuck there. Such a beautiful woman is really ruined. I probably guessed who this woman is."
Everyone was surprised at the same time and asked, "Who?"
Zhang Haotian smiled and said, "It is likely that it is Yang Yuhuan, the imperial concubine of Tang, because it is recorded in the history books that Yang Yuhuan married Tang Xuanzong and finally hanged himself before Ma Huai was broken.
Maybe what is recorded in the book is not true. Yang Yuhuan jumped into the river and died, not hanged, so this tomb should be Yang Yuhuan's tomb. Comrade Yang is so beautiful. I must open the tomb to see if it can still be fascinated by death.
Xiao Yezi sighed, "What, she is not Yang Yuhuan at all. Yang Yuhuan was originally the daughter-in-law of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, but later he followed Emperor Xuanzong. The plot has nothing to do with the records of Tang Guifei."
Li Qiang said, "I know this person. It seems that this is Cao Cao's cemetery. The picture on it is clearly Diao Chan. The Diao Chan is bathing by the river..."
"What? Take a shower?" Everyone exclaimed
Li Qiang knew that he had missed his mouth and quickly changed his words and said, "No, no, the Diao Chan was washing clothes by the river. When he was washing his head, he was seen by Cao Cao, the king of Wei, so he drooled.
Later, Cao Cao pulled Diao Chan into the palace. The two were like fish in water. Later, Cao Cao's eldest wife found it. Diao Chan was forced to jump into the river and killed herself.
Several people shook their heads at the same time, saying that they did not agree with Li Qiang's point of view.
Who doesn't know Diao Chan? That was Lv Bu's wife. Although Cao Cao was salivated by her, he could only shrink his neck because of Lv Bu's mighty.
After Lv Bu died. In order to adore Guan Yu, Cao Cao gave Diao Chan to Guan Yu. Guan Yu knew that the woman was a disaster and killed Diao Chan while he was drunk. It has no to do with the same as mentioned above.
Li Qiang said, "My analysis is reasonable. How do you know that the man above is the emperor? He is obviously a prince.
Let's take a closer look. The difference between the emperor and the prince is the hat on their heads. Of course, at that time, people called it the crown. The string of small beads in front of the crown is called the bead curtain. The bead curtain in front of the emperor is 12 strings, while the one in front of the prince is nine strings. If you don't believe it, let's count it.
Zhang Haotian counted it carefully. It was indeed nine strings, that is to say, the person who looked like an emperor in front of him was a prince, not an emperor at all. In this way, Li Qiang's analysis is very reasonable.
Isn't this really the prince's tomb? Did the prince still bury the beautiful woman after he died?
Damn, who knows, maybe that woman is the person next to Cao Cao, maybe Cai Wenji, or his wife. Anyway, she is a beautiful woman. It's a beautiful thing to steal beautiful women from tomb robberies.
I would like to see if the beautiful woman is as ugly as others after she dies, leaving only a disgusting stinky skin.
These pictures are scattered and occupy a large wall. Along the way, it takes about 50 steps to see the end.
After fully appreciating these pictures, everyone is still confused. They can't figure out who is buried in the tomb.
What generation is he from, a man or a woman?
What can be sure now is that this grave is not at the same as that of Emperor Yan's. Only Bastard knew that it was the grandson Bastar Budan buried here.