Chapter 35: Collapse!

I really want to see how Dong Zhongshu instigated the emperor to end the era of a hundred schools of thought.

It's a pity that with Yun Lang's current identity, he can't even touch the edge of the palace ban, let alone appreciate Dong Zhongshu's frothing through the ages.

From the standpoint of the common people, it is naturally beneficial for a hundred schools of thought to contend, and those who are knowledgeable explain the same thing from their own perspectives, which is conducive to the people choosing the most suitable way of understanding from the middle, which is the most wonderful.

However, this kind of thing is originally opposed to imperial power, and imperial power needs a word, and a hundred schools of thought are like a hundred chickens crowing, so that the emperor's great voice is drowned in a hundred chaotic sounds, how is this great?

While manipulating 30,000 beauties from the Six Kingdoms, the great First Emperor also launched an unprecedented campaign to abolish books and pit Confucianism.

This made the other ninety-nine families extremely proud, but they did not expect that after the first emperor killed the Confucian doctor Chun Yuyue and others, he was still unsatisfied, and by the way, he adopted Li Si's suggestion and ordered the burning of the historical records of the countries other than the "Qin Ji", and the private collection of "poems" and "books" that did not belong to the doctor's museum was also handed over and burned within a time limit; There are those who dare to talk about the execution of "poems" and "books", and the extermination of the race in the past and not in the present; Private learning is forbidden, and those who want to learn the laws and regulations must be taught by officials.

Now all the scholars are not complacent...... Just when their tragic fate was about to begin, Yuyang rebelled, and the Great Qin was burned by the Chu people into an eternal memory.

Now, the puppet emperor Liu Che is going to continue this incident again, and Yun Lang thinks that Dazai should be very happy to hear it.

"Salt and Iron Order" came out, Liu Che wanted to loot more people's wealth for his own use, Dong Zhongshu began to offer his beauties, from now on, only Liu Che's Lang Lang voice of sacrifice to the sky will be left in the world.

Then, the eternal feat of defeating the Xiongnu began.

Then, during his reign, the Han Chinese population died by three-tenths.

The cause and effect Yun Lang knew clearly.

It's a pity that the fart is not used!

The major historical events are played by high-level people, Yun Lang thinks that he has not yet reached that advanced stage, and now if he jumps out and says that the pseudo-emperor Liu Che is not, it is estimated that he will be fed to the dog after the five horses are divided.

In any case, Yun Lang's heels must be on Dazai's side, and he must consider himself an old Qin person.

This is what he was destined on the first day he came to this era, just like a person born in a certain land, he should be the people of that land.

This matter has nothing to do with whether the emperor is good or bad, whether Liu Che is the first emperor of the ages or the emperor of the ages, Yun Lang thinks that he is a puppet emperor, at least, when Dazai is still alive, in Yun Lang's heart, Liu Che can only be a puppet emperor.

"Brother Huo, I don't know if you know the people under Si Nongqing?"

Yun Lang poured Huo Qu a cup of tea when he was sick and invited him to drink it.

Huo Quzhi took a sip of tea, nodded unconsciously, and said, "What, are you going to dedicate your new soup to Dasi Nong?" ”

Yun Lang shook his head and said: "Although the soup is good, the taste needs to be tasted carefully, Dasi Nong is in a high position, and I still don't bother others." ”

"That is, I want Si Nongqing's subordinate iron to be made, tell you, don't think about it, you know?

The two financial roads of salt and iron have been assigned by His Majesty from Shaofu to Dasi Nong, and the big salt merchant Dongguo Xianyang and Daye Iron merchant Kong are only in charge of this matter.

Your Zhuo clan has no chance to take away the iron smelting matter under the Dasi Nong Sect from Kong Wei's hands. ”

Yun Lang smiled: "Use merchants to manage merchants? Interesting! ”

Huo Quzhi said with a smile: "There is a Sang Hong sheep standing behind Dong Guo Xianyang and Kong Wei, that person is not a good person, once these two businessmen dare to fill their pockets, Sang Hong Yang will dare to cut off their heads with a knife and confiscate their family property."

Do you think that the Han Dynasty has been reduced to the point where a businessman is allowed to govern the country? ”

Yun Lang smiled: "So, that Dongguo Xianyang and Kong are just two fat pigs to be slaughtered? ”

"They are the key to the success of Salt and Iron Order." Huo Quzhi glanced at Yun Lang.

Yun Lang laughed, he didn't expect that there would be so many conditions to guarantee the introduction of policies in this era.

Dongguo Xianyang and Kong Zhi, who were taken hostage, are now afraid that they are living in pain every day.

They can only hope that the "Salt and Iron Order" can be implemented smoothly every day, and once it fails, or something goes wrong, the property of the two of them will be used to fill the loopholes.

"Forget it, Si Nongqing's yamen is so complicated, I won't give them the credit.

Brother Huo, how about we make a deal? ”

Huo Quzhi smiled: "I have never messed with businessmen, and the reason why I associate with you is purely because I am curious about what kind of miracle your four-year-old brother is." ”

"This credit is of great benefit to your uncle."

"Fuck off, my uncle managed to crawl out of the pit with his life, and you want to drag him back again?

If you really have any great merit like Ye Sanqi, you can go to my aunt. ”

Yun Lang nodded seriously and said, "Give me half a month, and I will give your family a big credit." ”

Huo Quzhi was stunned, and said suspiciously: "Are you serious?" ”

Yun Lang smiled: "I never lie! ”

Huo Quzhi immediately said: "My uncle and aunt said together, your four-year-old brother with infinite strength is lying to me, this is your delaying tactic."

Moreover, the Yun family in the land of three auxiliaries does not have such a person as you at all. ”

Yun Lang smiled: "There will be later." ”

"What a big breath!"

"It's not too big, if a young man doesn't say a little bit of crazy talk, he will be laughed at when he gets older."

Huo Quzhi probably felt that what Yun Lang said was very right, but this time he didn't laugh at Yun Lang again, got up and said, "Your pot of delicious meat was taken away by that woman, and I don't have anything to eat."

In other words, what do you always stare at the two pieces of meat on someone's chest, do you mean that you are ready to let her pay for her debts? ”

"I thought about it, but I felt a little shameless, so I didn't plan to act.

Alas, you walk through the door......"

"I don't go to the door of the untouchables...... I will come back in fifteen days......"

Shame on the door, jumping out of the window and over the wall is the behavior of a high-ranking family? Yun Lang couldn't understand Huo Qu's illness at all.

The fat girl cried so much, which made Yun Lang very moved, but the fat girl's words "There is no meat to eat tonight" made this good feeling disappear immediately.

This maid looks stupid, but she is actually a smart woman, at least, on this night, she did not appear in Yunlang's bed.

If she can continue to maintain this intelligence, Yunlang plans to take her to the stone house to take care of Dazai.

At this time, Dazai sat alone on the edge of the fire and stared at the crockpot on the flame in a daze, even if there was already a burnt smell inside, he still didn't move.

It wasn't until the tiger howled that he woke up from a dream and hurriedly took the crockpot off the fire, but accidentally burned his hands from the hot crockpot.

The clay pot fell to the ground and shattered, scattering half-wet and half-charred rice porridge on the ground.

He wanted to kick the broken crockpot hard, but he retracted the kick that had been kicked out, looked at the still tidy room, sighed, squatted down, cleaned up the cracked crockpot and the rice porridge that had been spilled, and then found clean sand to spread on the ground.

Yun Lang doesn't like messy houses......

Unloading a wild boar's leg and roasting it half-baked, he has less than half and half of the tiger, but he has no interest in eating one person and one tiger.

In May, the bottom of Lishan Mountain is like a furnace, but the top of Lishan Mountain is cold and cold.

A round of pale yellow bright moon hung in the sky, not bringing half a minute of warmth.

Dazai sat on the cliff where Yun Lang often sits, looking at the dark Mausoleum of the First Emperor opposite, not knowing what he was thinking.

The tiger slapped away the doe, who was always trying to lean on its belly to keep warm, and fell bored on the ground and stuck out his tongue to comb the messy hair on his paws.

"Tiger, you say, will he come back?"

The sudden appearance of Dazai's voice startled the tiger, and he stood up vigilantly, looking for the source of the voice.

"Tiger, do you think he'll come back?"

When the tiger finally figured out that it was Dazai who made the sound, he whimpered and continued to lie down and lick his hair.

"I always dream that he came back, and when I woke up, his bed was still empty, and when I reached out to my hand, it was cold, and you said, why didn't he come back?

I want to go to him, but what about the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?

Find him, what can I do if he doesn't want to come back from the Flower World?

Tiger, king, give me an idea, say a word......"

The light on the Yunlang table was shaking violently, and a fat moth had just approached the light when it was caught by a white fat hand and thrown out of the window.

"Ugly, the scales on the moth's wings are poisonous, hurry up and wash your hands, don't catch them with your hands in the future."

Yun Lang, who was drawing, didn't raise his head.

Chouyong is the name of the fat girl, and the origin is Zhuo Ji's casual words, ugly and gentle praise, and then she has this name.

This is the most shameful thing for the fat girl to mention, for the sake of her sisters to say these two words, she doesn't know how many fights she has fought.

It's strange that the fat girl wasn't angry when Yun Lang said these two words, maybe he really only took these two words as her name, and didn't mean to laugh at them.

The Quyuan plough is already an earth-shattering invention for this era.

The traditional farming method of the Han Dynasty with two oxen and one plough was obviously very disadvantageous to farmers.

Regardless of the efficiency of farming, the cost of just feeding two cows is not affordable for the average person.

After seeing the living conditions of the Han people up close, Yun Lang felt that he had the responsibility to get the Quyuan plow out.

Even though he only knew the word "curved plow", it was enough for him, as a mechanical engineer, to restore this advanced plough and improve it for the better.

On his desk was a rudimentary triangular plowshare, rusted, with a piece missing from the top.

This completely bladeless ploughshare can only be dragged forward by the brute force of two oxen, and the crisp ploughshare made of cast iron has to withstand the force of two oxen acting on it......

"The friction is still too great, and a deflection of thirty degrees does not solve all the problems, and it seems that a little curvature should be added to the front of the plowshare......"

Yun Lang casually crumpled the white silk on the table and threw it on the side like waste paper.

Chou Yong hurriedly picked up the piece of white silk and put it on another table to carefully flatten it, although she didn't know what Yun Lang was doing, she knew that every piece of white silk was worth a lot.

"A smooth arc can't be created, casting is even more unfeasible, and the strength of cast iron is not enough, unless you can fry the steel first, damn, does Lao Tzu want to make the steel frying process again?

Can't those who are so good at talking about it lower their heads and think of something good for those who work in the fields with their bare butts?

Fuck your white horse and not a horse, fuck your Zhuang Zhouhua Butterfly, I'll fuck your hundred schools of thought, I have 10,000 fucking ideas but I don't know how to do something practical......

It hurt Lao Tzu to get a broken plow to come out, and he had to develop a complete set of metallurgical processes from beginning to end......

Your wife is Lao Tzu's lifelong opponent......"

Yun Lang's face was hideous, a series of swear words erupted from his mouth, his voice changed from small to loud, and finally he simply pushed open the window and scolded at the vast starry sky outside the window!