Chapter 119 Modern people are the best at storytelling

Chapter 119 Modern people are the best at storytelling

"Oh-" Gillian's taut face finally softened a little.

"Where's your teacher?"

Yun Lang said with some sadness: "I passed away five years ago. ”

"The tomb is there, and the main palace will also go to pay respects."

"It's in the back mountain of the Yun family, and I don't dare to work for the nobles."

"It's okay, since it's your mentor, it's right for me to go and see it."

Yun Lang arched his hand and said: "The family teacher is a mountain and wild ronin, and he has never liked the world's common etiquette. ”

Gillian still insisted, so she listened to Liu Che, who was reading the book on the side, said faintly: "How long do you plan to protect the mausoleum of the first emperor?" ”

Yun Lang said calmly: "The person who protects the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has died, and Weichen and Hanchen have no obligation to this, but the teacher is buried in the mountain, and Weichen protects the mausoleum of my teacher." ”

Liu Che put down the book in his hand and smiled at Gillian: "Look, look, he is so reasonable."

Avoid the imperial mausoleum, only talk about the mausoleum of his mentor, but don't tell us that his mentor is the remnants of the former Qin.

Play with Yun Lang, you will never bother to say. ”

Yun Lang arched his hand towards the emperor and said: "The former Qin has fallen, and only the remnants of an emperor are buried in the mountains, no matter how prominent he was during his lifetime, after his death will only be a pinch of loess, saying what he did."

My teacher is different, Yunlang has no father or mother, he raised me to survive, and he taught me to know the world.

It was he who told me to leave the mountains and go my own way.

The so-called son wants to raise but his relatives are not there, this is a tragic thing in the world.

In the past, my master and apprentice and a fierce tiger lived in a cave, ate wild vegetables, drank spring water, chased fierce beasts, wore animal skins, and lived a savage-like life in this Li Mountain.

Although it was miserable at that time, there was a teacher to teach him earnestly, and a tiger to accompany him as a play, but he didn't think it was bitter if he couldn't eat.

Although the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is close at hand, the majestic wind of the First Emperor sweeping Liuhe is still in his ears, but after all, heaven and man are forever separated.

With the current situation of my Great Han, even if the First Emperor is really resurrected as he thought, what can he do?

It's just another old man in the world.

Before his death, the teacher ordered me to put down the Broken Dragon Stone and leave Lishan, and said that Great Qin had finally fallen, and he, as the Dazai of Great Qin, could not see the resurrection of the First Emperor, and all the sins were in him.

He also said that he was a sinner who could not enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and asked me to bury him at the foot of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor......"

Liu Che saw what Yun Lang said affectionately, sighed and said to Gillian: "What this guy said is true, but it also shows that he is a former Qin remnant." ”

Yun Lang didn't seem to hear Liu Che's words, raised his head suddenly, and said with tears in his eyes: "I'm not convinced!"

For generations, my mentor sat in the mountains, doing nothing, and could only guard a dead emperor, who had the power to conquer the world, but could only be accompanied by fierce tigers and wild deer.

When it comes to Zhongjin, who can compare to my Dazai?

Grandpa is dead, yes yes is on top, yes yes is dead and his son is on top, and when his son is dead, he wants his disciple to be on top...... Year after year, month after month, year after year, month after year......

A peerless healer who has studied medical skills to the point of being superb, was beheaded by a stupid hunter when he was collecting medicine, and took his head to exchange it for two hundred copper coins from the government...... He didn't know that the human head he was carrying in his hand contained peerless medical skills that could kill and kill human flesh and bones.

A strange man who can lie under the starry sky, can show me the position of all the stars, and can explain to me in the most interesting language the movement and changes of the stars, for a clump of cress, when he ventured to pick it, he accidentally disturbed the giant bear and was torn apart by the giant bear.

A person who can predict the change of the weather in January through the clouds, a person who should have worked in the Great Han Sinong Temple, because of the invasion of the Xiang clan, had to carry a knife to fight the most ferocious enemy, and before he died, he looked at the sky and said to me - there will be rain tomorrow...... Yun Lang couldn't cry.

I don't know when, Liu Che left the bookshelf with a frown, sat in front of Yun Lang without saying a word, and Gillian had already burst into tears with the change in Yun Lang's tone.

"One morning, my mentor asked me to carry a basket to deliver food to Mr. Chen, who lived in a cave, for fear that he would be too fascinated by the study of arithmetic and would starve to death.

I like this brother very much, his speech is always so interesting, and the cave where he lives is always full of bamboo slips, which are full of strange symbols, which he says he stumbled upon.

He happily ate while explaining to me the meaning of the symbols......"

Yun Lang stopped crying, took the brush on the table, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote the famous Arabic numerals - 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/0 on the smooth floor of the Changmen Palace.

"This is the new way of writing the numbers one to ten, and it is not only easy to calculate and record when it comes to more complex arithmetic calculations, but this seemingly trivial change can bring great convenience to those who study arithmetic......"

Yun Lang seemed to forget that he was still a suspect in the former Qin Yu, smiling, proudly to Liu Che, who had forgotten his original purpose, and Gillian used the new arithmetic symbol on the floor to calculate arithmetic.

Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, these operations seem to be simple and straightforward all of a sudden.

Liu Che clumsily copied the numbers, found that the zero was not round enough, and poked out his fingers to modify it.

After Liu Che learned the purpose of these numbers and how to write them, the smile on Yun Lang's face gradually disappeared, replaced by infinite sadness.

"Senior Brother Chen said that arithmetic is the most useful knowledge in the world, and it is the foundation of possessive physics, if you can study arithmetic to the extreme, you can simulate the evolution of the world and even things through arithmetic, that is, to achieve the purpose of controlling the gods and measuring impermanence.

My tutor often said that Senior Brother Chen was probably the closest scholar to this field. ”

"Is this man still alive?" Liu Che asked softly.

Yun Lang laughed miserably and said: "The lakes and rivers in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor are all made of mercury, and the underground palace is impermeable, the mercury vapor is pervasive, and those who approach people and animals die.

Brother Chen wanted to verify the method of removing mercury, and personally took risks, but when he returned three days later, his whole body was swollen, his skin was black, and he finally vomited blood and died. ”

Gillian wiped the corners of her eyes, looked at Liu Che and said, "Since Your Majesty has long known about the existence of these people, why can't you recruit them to go down the mountain and use them for the Han Dynasty?" ”

Liu Che snorted coldly and did not answer.

Yun Lang smiled bitterly: "The family teacher is still here, if Your Majesty recruits, they will definitely fight to the death, until now, Weichen still can't figure out where the reason for them to do this is, they would rather let their world-class talent die with the grass and trees, than go out of the mountain to benefit the people." ”

Liu Che sighed and said: "Those who are confidants die for scholars, and Dazai thinks that the First Emperor is his confidant in life, so it is not surprising to do so."

Yingzheng's country, died in Xiang Yu, Xiang Yu died in the hands of Emperor Taizu Gao, Dazai Ping thinks very highly of himself, there is the style of the ancients to kill themselves and become benevolent, and it is normal to reward Yingzheng for his grace with death.

It's a pity that Northwest Institute of Technology has produced you, a slippery child, who has no ancient benevolent thoughts, no pure heart, and an obsession to live, regardless of the glory of the teacher, ignoring personal ethics, and working hard only for the comfort of your own life, you are really the shame of Northwest Institute of Technology, and you have the face to comment on those moral people. ”

Yun Lang said with an embarrassed face: "Weichen just couldn't bear to lose those wonderful ideas, so he had to go down the mountain." ”

Liu Che wanted to spit very much, probably because he felt that he shouldn't do this, so he forcibly endured the anger of losing countless talents and said, "Get out." ”

Yun Lang still wanted to defend a few words, but Gillian said softly: "Go, go, Your Majesty is in a bad mood, everything will be said after Your Majesty's anger has subsided." ”

Only then did Yun Lang retreat and leave the Changmen Palace.

"I know, I know, as long as I see him, my anger cannot be suppressed! Look at this bastard, instead of being ashamed, you're blaming me for all the faults.

It seems that the death of the genius should be my fault! ”

Gillian sighed and said: "You should also think about him, how can a thirteen or fourteen-year-old young man, alone with a tiger as his companion, survive in the deep mountains and old forests?"

When the concubine moved to Changmen Palace, she was accompanied by countless palace ladies, and she still felt lonely, how could you let him be a young man, how could he continue to stick to his ambitions.

If he were like those masters, even if he drank a spoonful of food and did not deserve pleasure, His Majesty's loss would be even greater.

The Yun clan's contribution to the Han Dynasty over the years is obvious to all, and His Majesty should be glad that Yun Lang is different, rather than despising him for not having the determination of the Gu Ren people to kill himself. ”