Chapter 153: The Lamentation of Sparta

When Yun Lang received Huo Guang's letter from Shuzhong, it happened to be a bright morning.

Just last night, he heard a bleak song in the Colosseum.

The singer was the gladiator who was about to start the gladiatorial fight, and he fell to one knee and held a short spear in a low lamentation.

At first he was the only one singing, and then the gladiators standing inside the fence began to chant along.

"Stranger,

If you pass through Sparta.

Tell the citizens there,

We are dead here,

He kept his oath unto death.

Stranger,

If you pass through Sparta.

Please tell my mother.

I bury my bones in a foreign land,

He kept his oath unto death. ”

When the Great Qin slave merchant translated this ballad to Yun Lang, Yun Lang was very shocked.

In any case, he did not expect that in Chang'an, he would meet a real Spartan warrior.

Sure enough, in the duel, this Spartan warrior showed his superhuman battle array skills, a huge shield, a short spear with a close coordination, and the assassination was as elegant as a dance.

Even Huo Quzhi, who has always looked down on foreigners, was quite moved.

In the ghost-like expression of the slave owner of Great Qin, Yun Lang told Huo Qubing the story of the three hundred warriors of the Great Hot Spring Pavilion.

This made Huo Quzhi greatly admired, and when he was about to say anything about buying this warrior, this warrior's chest showed half of a feather arrow, and he knelt on the ground weakly, and then was beheaded by the enemy who was about to be killed by him.

Zhang Lian, who had failed to gamble, sat in a wheelchair and shot the Spartan with a bow.

So, the furious Huo Qubing threw Zhang Lian and his wheelchair into the gladiatorial arena, and rudely released a hungry wolf......

Yun Lang didn't feel a pity, although the Spartan warrior's model made people's blood boil, it couldn't last long.

The basis for supporting the invincibility of the Spartan warriors was that they were rich and poor, and that no one had any personal property...... It's a pity that such a system is destined to be destroyed in the face of man's greedy nature.

When a Spartan warrior appears in the gladiatorial arena, it proves that the glory of Sparta has vanished.

Although the appearance of a Spartan warrior surprised Yun Lang, he was even more surprised that the Great Han Guo actually began to have real communication with the Romans.

He did not remember that in the previous history books, there was a record of Spartan soldiers dying in battle in Chang'an.

All of a sudden, people's vision becomes long-term, and their legs become extraordinarily long, and the world naturally becomes larger.

In this way, the world becomes one.

Only after the integration and exchange of cultures in the world will new variants be produced, and each variation that appears will have an extremely far-reaching impact on human beings.

Even if poor Zhang Lian had no legs, he finally killed the wolf, and the scene was extremely bloody, and then he was beaten again by Huo Quzhi because he greeted Huo Quai's ancestor for eight generations.

This is all that Yun Lang saw and heard in the gladiatorial arena yesterday.

He Chou had a new toy, so he took his toy into Lishan, and when he came back, whether it was Cao Xin or the Huo family's one, two, three, or Li Kang's son Li Yu, they all regarded He Chou as a devil.

Seeing that Yun Lang was just about to cry, he saw that the senior sister Yun Yin was doing somersaults on a rope under the reprimand of the devil, so she held back her crying.

Under Yun Lang's assignment, these five children were quickly taken away by the servants to take a bath, and it was rare for a child who was less than ten years old to accompany He Chou You to live in Lishan for half a month.

"It's not as good as Huo Guang, but it's better than your daughter."

He Chou never saves face when he speaks.

Yun Lang sighed and pointed to his head: "The Yun family likes to use their brains. ”

He Chou looked at Yun Yin, who was still somersaulting, and said: "The brain can't compare to others." ”

Yun Lang generally doesn't recognize He Chou's nonsense, according to the evolutionary theory system, the descendants of the Yun clan should be better than these people who have evolved two thousand years less than them anyway.

"yes, I'm done." Yunyin jumped off the rope and squatted beside his father to look at him.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to go to Fugui Town to see my mother, the spring silkworm has come down, and my mother said that she will pick the best silk thread for me to make clothes."

He Chou sneered and turned around and left, not interested in Yun Lang's proposal to test his daughter's IQ just now.

Looking at her daughter's ignorant smiling face, Yun Lang had no choice but to squeeze out a smiling face and agree with her daughter to find her mother.

Seeing her daughter shouting and asking Liang Weng to prepare a car for her, Yun Lang suddenly felt that Spartan-style training might be able to train all the descendants of the Yun family into fierce warriors.

This thought only existed in his mind for a moment, and he dispelled it, it doesn't matter if you become a talent or not, let's talk about it as an adult first.

Today, I have to accompany Dong Zhongshu to the book printing workshop, it is difficult to refuse, seeing that the sky is almost dark, I came to the Guanlan Pavilion where Dong Zhongshu lives.

There are not many times when the morning glow appears in spring, but it should indeed rain a few more times in spring.

Today's Shanglin Yuan, except for the waterlogged land with serious salinity, there is basically not much idle field.

To a large extent, slaves made up for the lack of labor in Guanzhong.

Yun Lang likes to watch the morning glow, likes to watch the sunset, but he doesn't like to look at Dong Zhongshu's sad old face.

When Lao Dong's old face merged with Chaoxia, the sense of vicissitudes of history immediately came out.

Yun Lang doesn't know how to paint oil paintings, but if he uses oil paintings to show the current scene, it should be a shocking work.

Since Yun Lang was ready to reconcile with Dong Zhongshu, the old guy naturally had a high-end commodity like a wheelchair.

Seeing that Yun Lang was coming, he let the boy push him off the platform and smiled at Yun Lang.

"Over the years, I have seen more people than the scenery, and I don't know how many beautiful scenery I have missed, which is really a regret in life."

"The scenery is born with your heart, and when you are in a good mood, you can see a bit of artistic conception even if you look at the bald mountains.

When you're in a bad mood, even if it's a grand scene in the world, it's just an autumn of grass and trees, and you don't have to regret it. ”

Dong Zhongshu waved his right hand heroically and said: "Life is a life, grass and trees are autumn, when you reach the age of the old man, you will know that there are many things that should be done and not done. ”

Yun Lang believed that everything Dong Zhongshu said at this moment was sincere, and it would be difficult to say it when he arrived at the book printing workshop after a while.

waved away the boy, took over the wheelchair himself, pushed Dong Zhongshu out of the mountain residence, and went to the Yun's book printing workshop along the bluestone path.

Chen Tong became more and more fat, his fat body was crowded in the middle of the door frame, and he only had the momentum of being a man and a man.

This guy has long stopped working now, and he has been holding a teapot all day long, and today is even more excessive, and there is a charming woman in blue beside him, who is there to serve him for tea and snacks.

Since he was almost divided by the emperor's five horses last time, Chen Tong has become cautious, and the habit of riding on the door frame to supervise the work has also been formed.

Now don't say that others call him Chen Tong, even if it is calling him Chen Fatzi or other insulting names, he must have responded carefully, and only after seeing the person clearly will he react according to the identity of the person who came.

Therefore, Yun Lang pushed Dong Zhongshu to enter the book printing workshop, and Chen Tong jumped up like an electric shock, and ran over to serve with a body of fat.

And the woman in blue quickly disappeared into the book printing workshop.

Yun Lang frowned and said: "What is printed here are the words of the sages, and those who shouldn't come shouldn't come." ”

Chen Tong hurriedly defended: "I haven't worked for the past two years, but I have raised a body of fat meat, and I am unable to move, so I will find a woman to serve me, so that Hou Ye will laugh." ”

Dong Zhongshu couldn't wait to see his "Spring and Autumn Dew", where did he have time to pay attention to Chen Tong's trivial matters, and urgently urged Yun Lang to take him into the book printing workshop.

The smell of ink is not good, but today it is full of fragrance, Yun Lang looked back at Chen Tong, Chen Tong said with a smile: "Good things naturally have to be made in the good, and the ink is added with refreshing spices." ”

Dong Zhongshu's eyes lit up, he struggled to get up from the wheelchair, looked at the huge and busy white paper in the printing workshop, and in an instant, it turned into a book leaf full of handwriting, excitedly took off one from the turntable, read it with a trembling mouth, and said to Yun Lang excitedly: "Word for word, word for word!" ”