Chapter 103: Sima Qian's Observations

Chapter 103 Sima Qian's Observations

Zhang Lian and Zhou Hong wanted Yun Lang to have a happier last time, and a large cell was decorated with flowers by them.

If it weren't for the screams of the prisoners around him, Yun Lang would have suspected that he had come to the Qinglou.

The two girls in beautiful prison clothes shouted sweetly when they saw Yun Lang coming in, "yes! ”

Yun Lang glanced at Zhang Lian and said, "Where did you learn the bad problem?" ”

Zhang Lian sighed and said, "Since my legs are gone, I like the feeling of others calling me yes." ”

"Idle boredom?"

"Yes, the family now raises me as a pig, the last time I fought with the Huns, I earned enough face for the family, and the people who used to scold me don't say anything now, and they also found me a daughter from a small family as a wife, and they don't have any hope for me."

"Gillian is ready to completely take down the silk trade in Chang'an, if you have the energy, help my family get a part of the share, and there are two of your shares in the middle."

"You're going me to business?"

"What? Shameful? ”

"It's a shame, if my ancestors knew that his unscrupulous descendants actually went into business, they would jump out of the grave and strangle me to death."

"Isn't your ancestor missing? How can there be a grave? ”

Zhang Lian shrugged his shoulders and said: "Who knows, anyway, the Cold Food Festival is to be sacrificed, just forget about doing business, I will really kill me." ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "Walking the streets and alleys to sell needles and threads, of course your father will kill you, if you have the silk trade of Chang'an, a word can make people rich, a word can make people become beggars, when the wealth in your hands exceeds your family, your father should forget the fact that you are a businessman." “

Zhang Lian shook his head resolutely and said: "Cheng Lu Buwei is not a businessman, I will kill me."

I can spend money indiscriminately, but if I dare to make money, I will die. ”

Yun Lang shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, I thought that someone would rush to do such a good thing, but it turned out to be ......."

Zhang Lian interrupted Yun Lang's emotion and said angrily: "Don't regret it, there's nothing to regret about this matter, you just find a businessman who is not afraid of death to do this, don't look for us, find whom, who will die." ”

After speaking, it was like seeing a ghost, and he ran away in a wheelchair.

"It's difficult!"

Yun Lang sighed with emotion, lying on the soft cloud-like brocade couch, and the two girls in prison clothes immediately began to help him wash his feet.

If Fugui Town wants to get rich, it will be rich and noble without commercial support, and it will not be able to support a commercial city with coal and eggs alone.

The prisons of the Great Han Kingdom are actually very humane, and those who have committed crimes can be taken care of by their families even if they live in prisons.

For example, Sima Tan is like this.

Sima Qian didn't know where he got a lot of soft wheat straw, replaced all the damp and moldy wheat straw in the prison, and brushed the dirty prison with his hands on the wheat straw, and then spread a thick blanket and fur for his father to wash up.

The daytime conversation consumed too much of Sima Tan's energy, and after barely washing, he fell asleep on the thick bed.

Sima Qian saw that his father was asleep, so he sat cross-legged on a meadow, and after a day's walk, he was also very tired, and just as he was about to sit and sleep for a while, he suddenly heard someone on the opposite side making a "crackling, hissing" sound.

When he looked up, he saw that the young man who had given them something to eat was holding a fat chicken across the fence with a smile on his face and motioning for him to come and get it.

Sima Qian looked back at his sleeping father and closed his eyes again, if his father was not hungry, he felt the need to accept the food.

The prison on the opposite side is luxurious, with a thick carpet, a soft brocade couch, a gorgeous low table, and a clay vase on the low table, and a bunch of autumn chrysanthemums inserted in it.

A long table on the opposite side of the low table was full of all kinds of food, there was a lot of food that Sima Qian had never heard of, and those foods were extremely exquisitely made, just by smelling the tempting aroma, you knew that it should be a delicacy in the world.

"I'll treat you to it!"

The young man tried hard to hand over the fat.

Sima Qian, who was a little hungry and lured by the exquisite food, took out a piece of millet bun from his baggage, took a bite, and ate it very sweetly.

"I've heard you've traveled all over Tiannan, isn't that true?"

Sima Qian smiled slightly, this son is really interested in what he has seen and heard in the world, but this way has made Sima Qian extremely emotional, how can he be clear in one or two sentences?

The wind and frost along the way, how can a child of anointed rice understand.

All kinds of emotion came to his lips, but in the end it turned into a gossip: "It's just a little road, it's nothing." ”

The young man nodded, and said with emotion: "For some people, it is just a few walks, but for others, it is out of reach.

A long time ago, I wanted to travel the world, but as a result, I was trapped in Chang'an before I got out of the mountain, and I thought that being trapped in Chang'an was only temporary, but I inexplicably stayed here for three years.

There is no hope of liberation until now......"

Sima Qian smiled, raised his head to look at the dark roof of the cell, and took another bite of the yellow bun, feeling a little embarrassed......

He set out from Chang'an, Beijing, and traveled southeast, leaving Wuguan to Wan. Go south to Xiangfan to Gangneung. Cross the river, trace the water to Xiangxi, and then turn southeast to Jiuji.

After peeking at the nine suspicions, go north to Changsha, go to the old Luo Quyuan abyss to hang, cross the Dongting, go out of the Yangtze River, and go down the river to the east.

Climb Lushan, view Yu Shujiujiang, and turn to Qiantang.

On the meeting, explore the Yu acupoint. Also Wu tour the spring Shenjun palace room.

Shanggusu, looking at the five lakes. After that, go north to cross the river, cross Huaiyin, to Linzi, Qufu, see all over the land of Qilu, watch the legacy left by Confucius, trapped in Po, Xue, Pengcheng, and then follow the Qin and Han dynasties to see the surging heroic steps of Peixian, the chasm, the wall, by hanging the battlefield of Chu and Han, through Pengcheng, Li Pei, Feng, Dang, Suiyang, to Liang, heard that his father was in trouble, and then returned to his father Sima Tan.

"You have walked through so many places and seen so many landscapes, have you ever found Anle Township?"

Yun Lang spoke, using a branch to push a pot of tea towards Sima Qian.

Sima Qian was thirsty from eating yellow buns, poured a cup of tea, took a sip and said with a smile: "Shu people often drink this thing, you make it more exquisitely here, the taste is a little less bitter, a little more sweet, a little more elegant, a good thing." ”

Yun Lang smiled all over his face when he heard this, since he fried the tea leaves to make tea, the person who can accurately say the benefits of tea, except for Pingsuo, is the one who can't help but give a thumbs up.

"Speaking of Anle Township, it is not for nothing, in Gangneung, I met a group of people, they live on the cliffs, the sun rises, the sun sets, although they compete with the tigers and leopards every day, but they enjoy themselves.

It is said that Chu Yin, there are witches singing, high-pitched and loud, and it is clearly distinguishable across the two mountain ranges.

These people don't know that there is no Chu country in the world, and when they see me, an outsider elder, they want me to give a gift to the king of Chu Xiong'er on their behalf, and the gift is just a copper drum, a bunch of rice, and a roll of python skin.

I couldn't bear to puncture their dreams, so I left them with gifts, and when I passed the tomb of the king of Chu, I offered them gifts on the altar instead of them, and the altar was long deserted......

Therefore, ignorance is people's comfort. ”

Yun Lang chuckled softly: "I know you're laughing at my ignorance by telling this story, but you're underestimating me."

Although you have traveled thousands of miles and gained ten thousand miles of knowledge, ah, this is not enough, your story is not deep enough, and listen to me tell you the same story.

In the fourth year of the Han Dynasty, the people of Wuling fished for their business. Walk around the river, forget the distance of the road. Suddenly, the peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps between the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, the fragrant grass is delicious, the fallen flowers are colorful, and the fishermen are very different. Moving forward again, I want to exhaust the forest.

When the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. Drop off the boat and enter from the mouth. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and he is happy......