Chapter 11 Anti-Han and Restoration of Qin

For Yun Lang, Dazai is a being like Dora Ammon.

Only one thing is not good, the things this guy brought are all old, all the old good things.

Yun Lang tried not to think about the origin of these things, he was worried that once he figured it out, Dazai might kill people.

Life in the mountains is rich, which is inseparable from Yunlang's unremitting efforts.

Dried mushrooms, dried wild vegetables, bacon, spices, and even an extra half-porcelain plate on their table, which Yun Lang accidentally found a little kaolin and experimented with burning it in a firewood kiln.

When kaolin was first found, Dazai said that it was edible......

Of course, Yun Lang knows that this kind of soil can be eaten, but those who eat this kind of soil will die in the end, and he has another tragic name called Guanyin soil.

Dazai also enthusiastically introduced to Yun Lang the experience of some masters who finally became immortals by eating Guanyin soil, and it can be seen that he is very envious.

Yun Lang felt that if he wanted to kill Dazai in the future, he didn't need to poison him, just grind the kaolin into powder and give him enough to eat.

Until now, Dazai had exposed so many secrets in front of Yun Lang that Yun Lang only needed to make a simple summary to judge most of the facts.

However, he is not ready to go out of the mountain to meet others now, this is a world different from his past, there are rules here, Yun Lang is too unfamiliar with the rules of survival here, a person who is out of place with everyone, in this era, being killed is a very bad result.

In the days when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, sorting out the slips was actually a learning process.

There are mountains of slips, each with words written on the front and back.

Yunlang is very difficult to identify, the fonts of the small seal are very similar, if you don't pay attention to it a little, you will see it wrong, and the consequence of reading a wrong word is that the reading order of the whole simple book is messed up.

There's no faster way to learn the small seal script than by soaking in the slips all day.

In fact, the contents recorded on the slips in the whole room were no more than a half-inch thick book.

There's a lot of information in it.

It is difficult to write on a slip, and according to Dazai, it used to be engraved with a knife, which is even more difficult.

Therefore, in order to reduce the time spent on making the slips, the text on the slips was simplified as much as possible, and sometimes even the author himself could not understand the simplification.

Especially for multiple words, this is a matter of opinion, why later generations will have countless explanations for the knowledge handed down in ancient times, and the most fundamental reason is poverty.

Dazai was still very satisfied with Yun Lang's rigorous academic spirit, especially after looking at the slips that Yun Lang sorted out according to the library classification method, he felt that it was very convenient to find the records he needed.

As the Dazai of Daqin, he even asked Yun Lang to write this convenient classification method on the slip so that it could be passed on to the world.

"In terms of this classification method, if the First Emperor is still there, the old man will advise you to serve as His Majesty's duty officer."

"How many burdens of official position is this?"

"Six hundred quintals!"

"Can you feed your family?"

"Daqin's county magistrate is a doctor, one ** rice and one bucket, half a liter of sauce, one vegetable soup, one plate of meat, and one hundred households in the food town, five horses of various miscellaneous silks, if you take up the post of Your Majesty, the food will be doubled, because you are a close minister of Your Majesty, you will have many more opportunities to get rewards than others.

Luckily, there are even women from all over the world who can be married. ”

"If Great Qin is still here, what about you?"

Dazai's face was full of light, and he said word by word: "If the first emperor is still here, Dazai's door will not be allowed to enter by idlers." ”

Obviously, when Dazai said about idlers, he was referring to a small official like Yun Lang who might serve as a duty official.

It's obviously despised by Dazai.,But ah.,It's like this.,Always talk about the glory of your ancestors.。

"Who is the emperor outside now?"

"Puppet Emperor Liu Che!"

"We want to oppose Han and restore Qin?" Yun Lang felt that it was very difficult for Dazai to overthrow the reign of Emperor Wu of Han, and if it was Emperor Xian of Han, he might still participate, but as for Emperor Wu of Han, forget it.

Dazai was not crazy to the point of getting carried away, and said with a long sigh: "Liu Checheng father's Yuyin Mansion treasury surplus grain is piled up, the old rice is not exhausted, and the new grain has arrived, I heard that the rope of copper coins in his treasury is rotten, so he has to pile it in the open air.

In addition, this person has been smart since he was a child, and he knows how to benefit all the people with his humble endowment, and he has the right time and place, and now there is no possibility of success.

The timing is not good, we can only continue to hibernate, wait for the day, once the wind and clouds change, we will rise up and reshape my great Qin. ”

Yun Lang nodded seriously, indicating that he very much agreed with Dazai's opinion.

People who know they can't do it are generally martyrs, and he has no interest in being a martyr.

Confession is sometimes a concrete manifestation of wise behavior, especially in front of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Yun Lang thought it was a kind of pride and honor.

During the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, it was very boring to talk about the anti-Han and the restoration of Qin, and the two naturally focused on the meal that was about to be cooked.

Yun Lang's dinner today is rice and steamed bacon, with dried vegetables, and garlic cloves, the old rice always has a swishing smell, this thing Yun Lang did not eat less in the orphanage, deliberately put a little salt and lard when steaming rice, after the rice is steamed, the rice grains are crystal clear, and the rice is fragrant.

A finger thick fat pork steamed crispy, a bite of fat splashed, lips and teeth fragrant, clear and green lard poured on the hot rice with soft and chewy steamed dried vegetables, although there are only two people, but eat out of the momentum of thousands of horses.

"Hu ......" and the two of them dropped their rice bowls at the same time, not because they were full, but because the rice in the clay pot was gone, and the dishes on the plate were no longer in the bowl.

"The old man is wrong, you should be His Majesty's cook, rather than an official."

"It's just a home-cooked meal!"

"One dish is enough, when the old man came to the world, although Daqin had already declined, he had lived a life like fine clothes and jade food under the protection of his father since he was a child.

Eating meat as happily as it is today is the first time in my life.

Alas, poor.

If it weren't for that infighting, you would have been able to live like this. ”

Yun Lang spread his hands and smiled: "I'm used to eating with my own hands, at least, before I was struck by the heavenly fire, I always survived alone. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you are eight feet tall and have the likeness of my old Qin people, you would have been eaten by a tiger a long time ago."

"It's smaller now."

"You know what, it's an Inhuman image!"

Yun Lang smiled bitterly: "I have been lonely since I was a child, and as the caravan wandered on the land, others said that I was from Qin, and this is the first time I have returned to Xianyang......

Dazai glanced at Yun Lang with extreme sarcasm and said, "No need to make it up. ”

"What I said is true."

"And when what you say is true, this is a barren mountain and wilderness, there are a lot of wolves, insects, tigers and leopards outside, you can't get out anyway, is there really anything to worry about."

"You don't believe I'm still taking me in?"

Dazai sighed faintly and said, "This is providential...... You fell from the clear sky, are you an immortal? ”

Yun Lang shook his head.

"Goblins?"

Yun Lang shook his head quickly.

"That's a man, a man who fell from the sky." After Dazai finished speaking, he went out without giving Yunlang any chance to explain.

Yun Lang thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with a reasonable explanation, telling the truth is more like a lie than a lie.

"Hey, I'm from Qin, that's true!" Yun Lang shouted out the door.

"That's enough!" Dazai's deep voice came from outside, and at the same time, a cold wind came in, blowing the coals in the fire pit to the ground.

The heavy snow in Guanzhong was very heavy, and Yun Lang had never seen such a big snow in Guanzhong.

It is said that the snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as a seat, and the snow here is not small, and the snow is falling layer by layer, layer by layer, accumulating layer by layer, and when the snow is about to be level with the window, Yunlang and Dazai have to go out to shovel the snow.

The process of shoveling snow is simple, as long as you push the thick snow into the bottom of the nearby cliff with a plank.

In the process of shoveling snow, Yun Lang also picked up three frozen pheasants.

After the last pile of snow was pushed off the cliff by Yunlang, Dazai stood on the edge of the cliff, looking in the direction of Xianyang in a daze.

"It should be Xianyang, right?" Yun Lang helped the tiger dust off the snow on his head, and he was very hard working when he pushed the snow just now.

"It was burned by the Chu people."

"Xiang Yu?"

"It's him, Yun Lang, if you meet a descendant of Xiang Yu in the future, remember to kill him."

"I was killed by Liu Bang a long time ago, right?"

"How could a Noda family be so easily destroyed, they, like us, are dormant.

From now on, the children of the Xiang clan will be your enemies, can you agree? ”

Yun Lang looked at the white world outside the cliff and felt that it was unlikely that he would meet the children of the Xiang family, so he nodded and said: "If you see them, you will die, if you meet them in the latrine, you will drown in a dung bucket, and if you meet them on the street, you will die on the street." ”

Dazai smiled and said, "It's okay, if you don't kill him anyway, they will definitely kill you, you just have to watch it." ”

It snowed heavily for three days in a row, and in the process, Yun Lang pushed the snow three times with the tiger.

The snow was so heavy that the pine forest not far away could always hear the creak of tree trunks being crushed by the snow.

Since Dazai found out that the tiger could help Yunlang push the snow, he didn't move a finger, but stood excitedly every day in the courtyard after the snow was cleared and looked at Xianyang, the direction of Chang'an seemed to be watching the most attractive drama, even if it was about to be buried by the heavy snow, he was still reluctant to enter the house.

It's a pity that this drama didn't last long, three days later, the snow stopped, there was no cloud in the sky, and the red sun hung high in the sky, shining on this white world.

Dazai was so disappointed that he stood on a tall stone and roared into the sky with his fists: "Thief, why are you so patriotic thief? ”

His roar was loud, with endless resentment, and the voice echoed in the valley, startling an avalanche, and in the white air, Yun Lang saw Dazai's blood-red eyes, almost wanting to choose someone to devour.