Chapter 133 The best thing in the world is a teenager

Listening to the sound of Huo Quai's whole army from afar, the twelve young soldiers were full of envy, only Yun Lang sighed secretly.

Of the 1,400 soldiers who followed them to Baishan Mountain, 1,000 of them belonged to Yulin orphans.

There are no more than 500 people in peace......

Among them, there were more than one hundred and forty-one people who could no longer participate in the battle for the rest of their lives......

The bravest and most indomitable warriors who fight are often the fastest to fall.

After all, with the weapons of the Huns, only the most intimate battles could inflict fatal damage on those armored Yu Lin Lang.

The sound of "Wansheng" was heard endlessly, and Yun Lang sang in a low voice: "Born in Shihan Yulinlang, he first followed the hussars to fight Yuyang, who knows that he is not bitter to the side court, and he still smells the fragrance of chivalrous bones when he dies!" ”

A young man tilted his head and looked at Yun Lang and said, "We are not afraid of death!" ”

Yun Lang looked at the young man and sighed, "You are not old enough to be afraid of death. ”

"Are you talking about the veterans who returned to Chang'an? They always say that we come to the battlefield to die......"

Yun Lang scratched his head and said: "What the veterans said is not right or not, if the young people are afraid of death, this country is basically hopeless."

We can die in battle, but we must die in battle clearly, know why we died in battle, so that we will not slowly live like those veterans like turtles, only seeking longevity and not happiness. ”

The young man was unrestrained, and another teenager asked directly: "General, have you ever been on the battlefield?" ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "Yes, right here, driving a chariot out of the city at night to pick up the generals who attacked the camp of the Hun King." ”

The young army said in surprise: "It was in this battle that he killed the evil king, right?" ”

Yun Lang smiled: "That's right, you also have a chance to kill the evil king." ”

"However, the evil king has been killed by the general!"

"The Huns can't finish killing, kill the old evil king, and there will be a new evil king soon."

"Huh? That is true? But it doesn't matter, no matter how many evil kings there are, we will kill him cleanly and exchange them all for military merits! ”

Yun Lang, who returned to the room, was not very happy, because he suddenly found that compared to this batch of Yulin Army, he seemed to be on the same level as He Chou, and his whole body exuded the smell of decay.

Su Zhi seemed to remember that she still had a lover in her busy schedule, so she hurriedly stood in front of the window with a book and glanced at Yun Lang, grabbed Yun Lang's hand and pressed it on her chest, and then left.

What good can a second of intimacy do?

That's not even enough time to get the desire to go!

Do you mean I'm really old?

Yun Lang muttered to himself and lay on the bed with his back facing the sky.

"Born in Shihan Yu Linlang, he first followed the hussars to fight Yuyang, who knows that he is not bitter to the side court, and he still smells the fragrance of chivalrous bones when he dies!"

Someone was whispering in front of the window the poem Yun Lang had just copied.

Soon the window was pulled open from the outside, and Cao Xiang exclaimed: "Good poetry, good poetry!" It's just that it may be difficult to get sick and want to be a hussar general. ”

"Where did you hear that?"

"Can't you hear your little soldiers singing hoarsely in the back camp?"

Yun Lang pricked up his ears, listened carefully for a while, nodded and said, "The work of the game, the work of the game!" ”

Cao Xiang leaned on the window and said: "I didn't compliment you, this is really a good poem, and I like the last sentence the most - I still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones when I die!"

How did you come up with the idea? ”

Yun Lang pointed to his head and said: "This is full of knowledge, and when you are sad, it will overflow a little from time to time, and you can't control it!" “

Cao Xiang pouted and said: "If you don't say big things, you will die, your poem is so well written, why do you have the interest to come just now, and specially used your poem to write the plum blossom seal, invite us to taste it, Sima Qian has already gone." ”

"What is he going to do?"

"I don't know, I said I wanted to drink, but I couldn't find a partner, so I found a few of us to accompany him, oh my God, I really want to kill this egghead!"

Yun Lang smiled slightly, and followed Cao Xiang to the courtyard where He Chou lived.

He was very sympathetic to He Chou at this time, just a few days ago, he was the one who was depressed and always wanted to drink, and now he threw such a big burden as the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to Dantou, it was too normal for him to want to drink.

Yun Lang has always felt that he is a smart person, and it is only today that he realized that he was stupid.

On the bright side, the Mausoleum of the First Emperor is a big rib for Emperor Liu Che, and he who possesses the four seas, there is no need to covet the little things in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

Money is of no use to the emperor, only a large amount of sustainable supply of food, a large amount of sustainable supply of refined iron, bronze, gold, a large number of obedient people who can make wealth are truly cherished.

A Mausoleum of the First Emperor is useless to him, even if there are several golden figures in it.

The excavation of an imperial tomb for a temporary benefit is not worth the loss for the emperor, because the mausoleum he is building will also contain a lot of money in the future.

The person who is most afraid of digging up the imperial tomb is the emperor, no matter which emperor's tomb is dug up, only those warlords who lack resources and only care about the present will be interested in the wealth in the imperial tomb, thus forgetting the meaning of the existence of the imperial tomb.

The reason why Liu Che wants to dig up the mausoleum of Mao Dun is that these are two completely different concepts, and the word Mao Dun will hurt the dignity of the Han Dynasty when it is mentioned, and it must be completely destroyed, and then Mao Dun can be whipped out to save a little face.

If Yun Lang told Emperor Liu Che the news of the First Emperor's Mausoleum, Yun Lang would not have achieved any merits, and it would only bring him a catastrophe.

This point is clear, but Yun Lang pretended not to see the crisis here, as long as He Chou had this group of people persecuting him too much, he would use the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to do it......

Yun Lang didn't know what the relationship between these people and the Mausoleum of the First Emperor was, but judging from the clues he had so far, they cared more about the Mausoleum of the First Emperor than Yun Lang!

Yun Lang felt that he faintly saw a glimmer of victory in the sunshine.

If Dantou focuses on calligraphy and painting, he will be permeated with a kind of general bearing, and the brush is held in his hand, opening and closing, which has the meaning of breaking through the sky.

Sima Qian stood in front of the table, watching He Chou write the plum blossom seal characters as if he was fascinated, and his mouth kept chanting: "What a drunken death, I still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones!" What a drunken death, I still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones! The structure of the plum blossom seal of the ancestors is sparsely combined, quite the magic of the iron hook and silver stroke, just the plum blossom composed of this dead word, not only makes people not see the loneliness of death, but there is a kind of vitality contained in it, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! ”

Yun Lang bumped Cao Xiang's shoulder and said, "Can you recognize it?" ”

Cao Xiang smiled proudly and pointed to the plum blossom seal on the white silk and said: "How can you not know it, you look at this court word, just look at the glyph to know that this is a mansion, and there are plum blossoms in front of the court, which means that the flowers in front of the court bloom and fall, revealing the impermanence of human life, we should wait for it to be idle, the artistic conception is elegant, and ordinary people can see through it!" ”

He Chou had a straight face and took away the plum blossom seal that had just been dried, and dropped a sentence and entered the back room without learning or knowing, and it seemed that he went to place his work.

Cao Xiang scratched his head and looked at Sima Qian, who kept rolling his eyes, and said, "What did I say wrong?" ”

Sima Qian took a sip of wine and said helplessly: "The comment is naturally extremely beautiful, but that word is not the courtyard word of the courtyard, it is the fishing word of Yuyang, the structure of these two words is so different, you can read it wrong, it is not easy!" ”

"Nonsense, I deliberately counted ......"

Yun Lang laughed and patted Cao Xiang's shoulder with satisfaction, good brothers should be like this, if you want to lose your ugliness, everyone will lose it together, so it will be fair.

He Chou had two jars of wine under his arms, gently placed them on the table, looked at Yun Lang and said, "Strange, strange, it is really beyond the old man's expectation that a person like you can make such a poem!" ”

Cao Xiang hurriedly said: "The old ancestor doesn't know, Yun Lang is full of talent, his talent has been so much that it can overflow anytime and anywhere, in the future, everyone will get along for a long time, and the old ancestor will not be surprised." ”

He Chou has lined up the sealing mud on the wine jar and said: "The old man is afraid that the border village will be affected by the wind of the Huns, if there is such a good poem from time to time to drink, there is a breeze on the face!" ”nt

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