"Ancestor knows better than you," instantly choked Professor Feng Tang.
When he saw clearly that the speaker was the pretty and fair-skinned female student at the end of the line, he grew even more flustered.
He put his hands on his old hips, full of defiance: "Stories of Fu Xi and Nuwa have been passed down for millennia, they can’t just be made out of thin air, right? If they’re merely rumors, why hasn’t anyone corrected them?"
Zuzi propped her chin and thought: "Hmm. If a thousand years later, someone says you’re deaf, blind, and a limping dead body, are you going to jump out of your grave to correct them?"
Damn, what a metaphor!
Feng Tang blew his little mustache, at a loss for words.
"But, but all historical records of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors state that Fu Xi and Nuwa transitioned from siblings to a married couple!"
"Are the records from your next-door neighbors about whether you and your wife’s bedroom affairs are harmonious at night with the lights off reliable?"
Oh my god, what an even more brilliant analogy.
Feng Tang’s little mustache was almost blown off!
He puffed his cheeks and pointed at the mural, "This precious record left behind for millennia couldn’t possibly have been forged by neighbors or descendants! I’ve already studied with geologists; this mural is at least over a thousand years old, maybe even older!"
Zuzi raised an eyebrow, lazily, with a touch of disdain: "The mural is real. Your understanding is dumb. I’ve already said it’s gods fighting, not having intercourse. Didn’t you see Nuwa scratching his face?"
Feng Tang: "..." Didn’t see!
Everyone: "..." Which part? Which part is Nuwa scratching Fu Xi, Nuwa being so adorable?
Finally, on the grand and magnificent mural, everyone found the scene Zuzi talked about, suspected to be Nuwa "fighting" Fu Xi.
To be honest, looking at this angle, it really does seem like they’re fighting and not XX.
"Wow, Zuzi is really cultured!"
Seeing everyone leaning towards Zuzi’s perspective—
"Wait! ... Doesn’t the Empire’s saying mean gods fighting is just a euphemism for couples XX?" Feng Tang stubbornly muttered,
"Besides, if Nuwa didn’t want to marry Fu Xi, why would she carve so many murals of him in her own tomb? That’s clearly longing day and night, even wanting to take love to rest in the tomb!"
Having studied Fu Xi and Nuwa for forty years, Feng Tang’s passion was still a bit vivid.
Students suddenly felt, well, Professor Feng’s points seem quite reasonable as well!
Zuzi squinted her eyes.
This stubborn old man, quite unwilling to lose.
She glanced coldly at the entire tomb chamber, the murals indeed covering all the walls, practically within sight.
Brother’s hobbies are truly twisted.
When she visited back then, he didn’t dare hang such paintings in front of her.
A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, her red lips curled lightly: "This is not Nuwa’s tomb. The murals weren’t carved by Nuwa either!"
The sound fell, and everyone was shocked!
Feng Tang stammered: "N-not Nuwa’s tomb? Then, what place is this?!"
Zuzi let a few words slip from her lips: "Fu Xi Palace."
This viewpoint basically overturned all the conclusions of the archaeological experts.
The students were a bit dumbfounded: Zuzi, do you know how shocking your words are?
Feng Tang’s remaining small tuft of mustache almost blew crooked: "This student, your view of history is problematic, if you take the college entrance history exam this way, you’ll likely get a zero. I must give you individual lessons, come over, let me talk to you..."
The stubborn old scholar was about to pull Zuzi aside to explain clearly.
A gloomy male voice interrupted: "Hold on!"
Feng Tang looked up in astonishment, meeting Bao Gucheng’s fierce gaze, and shivered: "Security..."
Bao Gucheng wasn’t angered by this title; instead, he coldly glared at Feng Tang reaching for Zuzi’s hand: "Get your filthy hands off."
"I-I was just explaining to the student..."
"You’re endangering her safety!"
Bao Gucheng gave a snort, directly grabbing Zuzi’s small hand and moving to the next viewpoint.
He hadn’t had enough time with her, how could he let this old guy interrupt their "lessons"!