Chapter 106: Love and Conspiracy

Through the great historical record, although Yun Lang lived less than sixty years, his insight was two thousand years.

In the long history of China for 2,000 years, there have been countless rare treasures.

Many rare treasures were even seen by Yun Lang with his own eyes.

Therefore, after experiencing extreme wealth, the value of the treasure can no longer make him have any psychological fluctuations.

Start focusing on some of the significance of treasures beyond value.

The jadeized amber and the ferns inside gave Yun Lang a target to determine the time of the formation of this treasure.

This made Huo Guang extremely surprised, Yun Lang himself knew that the reason why he could determine the formation time of this amber was only related to his own knowledge, although Huo Guang was smart, he didn't know anything about paleontology.

The master and apprentice sat in the candlelight, admiring the plant in the amber.

Strangely, the plant was lifelike, and instead of being solidified in amber, it was wrapped in a ball of clear water, and if you moved the amber, the fern would move with it.

"It's amazing......"

Huo Guang looked at the plant in fascination and muttered to himself.

"Master, I want to stay......"

Yun Lang nodded and said, "It's rare for you to have something you like, since you are reluctant to give it away, it's better to stay." ”

"Huh? Master, you don't seem to be interested in this thing. ”

"I like other ...... It's hard to ...... though."

Yun Lang sighed, a cup of steaming coffee appeared in his mind, and he wanted a cup of fragrant coffee to appear in front of him more than this treasure.

It's a pity that no one knows about coffee at all, unless Yun Lang himself can go deep into Ethiopia in black Africa......

"I took this thing, what should Your Majesty do?"

Huo Guang suddenly remembered what the master had just said.

"Your Majesty? Oh, and give it to him if I have it later. ”

"In your eyes, the disciple is more important than the emperor?"

"If it weren't for the fact that His Majesty has the power to kill us, he would have no place in my heart."

Huo Guang got an extremely satisfactory answer, and left the master's study with his baby in his arms.

Seeing that Huo Guang seemed to be going to Yun Yin, Yun Lang frowned and said, "Ayin is asleep, don't disturb her." ”

"Oh, got it."

Listening to Huo Guang's unconcerned answer, Yun Lang sighed and returned to the bedroom.

Huo Guang is not a person who likes treasures, their master and apprentice are very similar in this regard, Yun Lang doesn't know what Huo Guang is going to do with this thing, he doesn't want to care.

After all, it's definitely not a wrong thing to give someone a baby.

Sleeping in a stone castle, Yun Lang was very used to it, he had lived in a concrete forest a long time ago, so he felt pretty good leaning on the head of the bed and looking at the moonlight coming in from the high window.

Su Zhi leaned on Yun Lang's chest, but his eyes fell on the body of the red sleeve.

Since she became pregnant, Red Sleeves has not left Yunlang.

Redsleeves' eyes were closed, but the sound of her breathing betrayed her.

God knows what this woman thinks, she seems to be eager to see something else.

"Husband, compose a poem!"

Su Zhi began to embarrass Yun Lang under extreme boredom, which was a bedtime game for Yun Lang when she was alone with her.

Now, Yun Lang refuses to take the red sleeves away, and she looks angry.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown!"

It is difficult for Yun Lang to plagiarize the rhyme style and poetry of the Han Dynasty, firstly, there are very few surviving, and secondly, it is not as rich as Tang poetry, as long as the two are compared, plagiarizing Tang poetry is much easier for Yun Lang.

"Good poem, husband, I wrote it down, and I can give it to Cao Xiang next time."

"Cao Xiang already has this poem."

"What kind of person, why does he like Nafujun's poetry so much?"

"If he likes, let him be."

"Why is the husband different from ordinary people when he talks about poetry?"

Red Sleeves did not fall asleep, and when she heard her husband compose a poem, she moved her pillow from the other side of the bed.

"What do you know, this is Fujun's newly created style!"

As long as it is related to Yunlang, Su Zhi never hesitates to praise.

"What's so good?"

Red Sleeves is a talented woman of the Yun family, almost on par with Zhuo Ji, and when it comes to learning, the eight Su Zhi can't compare to Red Sleeves.

"Good is good, do you need to say a reason?

What do you know as a pot-bellied woman? ”

Red Sleeves raised his head and nodded, "My big-bellied woman really knows a little." ”

"What do you know?"

"I only know that this poem written by my husband is not suitable for singing, only suitable for recitation, and a poem that cannot match the music is not a good poem.

I know this, just these things, and they are a hundred times stronger than your sycophant. ”

Su Zhi was very angry, but he didn't dare to move his red sleeves, and the Yun family's big-bellied woman couldn't afford to provoke him.

So, Su Zhi hugged Yun Lang and said, "Husband, I also want to become a big-bellied woman, so that she won't dare to be presumptuous to me." ”

Red Sleeves listened to Su Zhi's words, sat up with a smile, stared at the big eyes and said with a smile: "It's okay, you let your husband turn you into a pot-bellied woman, and I will watch from the side." ”

Su Zhi laughed and said, "You think I don't dare? ”

Red Sleeves continued to push the flames on the side and said, "You just don't dare!" ”

Seeing that Su Zhi was about to take off his clothes, he was held down by Yun Lang, this stupid woman has always had a hot temper, just a little bit.

Without the slightest consideration for his feelings.

Raised his hand and slapped Red Sleeves' plump buttocks, and Red Sleeves threw himself on the pillow to eat and laugh.

Su Zhi also felt that his behavior was ridiculous, and he wanted to punish Red Sleeves, but he didn't dare to touch her.

"Husband, I haven't dissected a corpse for a long time, and the method is a little rusty, the last time I dissected a corpse was in Yangguan, and they sent the corpse of a young woman from the Western Regions.

The woman was very beautiful, and after I cut her chest and abdomen with a knife and removed the internal organs, I began to dissect the muscles of the woman's back, and the woman's body was very similar to the red sleeves, and her skin was fair......"

Su Zhi said as she gestured with her hand on the back of the red sleeves, and the red sleeves screamed and snuggled her whole body into Yun Lang's arms, Su Zhi's movements made her feel terrified.

When others say such things, they are definitely joking, but when they come to Su Zhi, it is not at all, she is really the one who has dissected countless corpses.

After Yun Lang taught Su Zhi a lesson again, the two women quieted down.

"Actually, I don't like to stay in Liangzhou, I want to go back to Chang'an, at this time at home there are better than fruits to eat, green apricots are already the size of walnuts, and I want to eat this at this time."

"Let them send it over tomorrow on fast horses." Su Zhi disagreed.

"Not too many, just a few." Redsleeves doesn't think it's good to do that.

"No, we have manpower, but in half a month, the apricots should be ripe." Su Zhi also wanted to eat it

"I want to eat it......"

"No matter how much you endure it, the apricots in Liangzhou should grow up in half a month, and you can eat as much as you want."

"I want to eat ...... right now"

Just when Yun Lang and his two wives were looking at the moon on the bed and fantasizing about the various delicacies of Chang'an, Huo Guang sat alone in the dark, staring at the treasure with his eyes.

Under the candlelight, the baby is golden.

On his desk, there was a blank sheet of paper with people's names written on it.

If Yun Lang is here, you will find that this young man has listed the names of the emperor, empress, Gillian, Changping, and Liu Ju on it.

There are a lot of line segments between the first and last names.

As time passed, the moon gradually turned from the front to the side, and the moonlight shone through the window to illuminate Huo Guang's room.

Huo Guang raised his hand and pinched out the candle, sat on the chair alone and said to himself: "Master still attaches too much importance to friendship......

After saying that, he sighed, crumpled the paper on the table, held it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it vigorously, and the paper turned into confetti and slipped off his palm.

Huo Guang actually doesn't like the thing of affection and righteousness very much, which will affect his judgment many times, so that he can't be happy when doing things.

He analyzed the master's current situation, and found that it was precisely the affection he despised the most that made the master surrounded by all kinds of people.

From the annoying ignorant servants of the Yun family, to heroes like Li Kang, Cao Xiang, and Huo Quai.

Over the years, there have always been all kinds of chaos in other people's families, but the Yun family never seems to have brought trouble to the master's family.

The elder brother once said that the Yun clan can make the servants loyal, which is an extremely remarkable skill.

Huo Guang was very sure that when the master saw this treasure for the first time, he must have had a good plan in his heart.

When he was looking at the treasure, that thought was strangled to death by the master again, so he would give it to him generously.

"What kind of treasure is a treasure that is not fought for!"

The golden glow faded in the moonlight, but the white amber was shining, and the grass in the amber seemed to have vitality, emerald green.

"It's impossible to calculate Gillian...... The master will not accept ...... Changping is also not successful...... Too many associations...... Emperor? No! He was the last recipient...... Now you can't hurt Liu Ju, it's too obvious......

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