Chapter 118 is boring

With the development of history, people's intelligence has not improved much, and what has changed is only the means.

The gradual improvement and secrecy of the system and means are but a product of time.

Many of the means are gradually summarized in production and life, and they are all practical means, and Yun Lang feels that it is a pity not to use them.

Since Dayu entrusted the power to his son Qi, the Zen concession system has actually perished, and then there is a family world.

The family world is very stable, but it can't last long, in fact, Yao Shunyu's Zen concession system has not been supported for a long time, even if it is the selection system of later generations, the longest is only hundreds of years, standing in the long river of history, basically there is not much reference significance.

In the Han Dynasty, the people's wisdom was not opened, the traffic was blocked, the news was transmitted very slowly, and rumors were spreading, in this situation, the government should be the most authoritative institution.

For the sake of efficiency, Yun Lang naturally became a dictator.

Everything on the land of Liangzhou, it feels good to be able to decide at a glance, and this feeling of acting as everyone's brain makes men involuntarily excited.

The coquettish red sleeves sitting in his arms immediately felt it, and he turned around with a smile and hugged Yun Lang's neck and said, "You shouldn't let Sister Su Zhi go to Jiuquan." ”

Yun Lang said with some embarrassment: "You are a big beauty sitting in my arms and moving, if I don't have a little bad intentions, are you still a man?" ”

Red Sleeves untied his hair, threw himself into Yun Lang's arms, put his body tightly against Yun Lang, and whispered in his ear: "Won't this be better?" ”

Yun Lang picked up the red sleeves, put them on the recliner on the side, and said angrily: "You are adding fuel to the fire."

I finally turned my mind to government affairs just now, and you hooked it back again. ”

Redsleeves smirked, proud of her fatal attraction to her husband even though she was pregnant.

The Tiger King was unhappy that Redsleeves was disturbing his sleep, and looked up and roared at Redsleeves.

Yun Lang slapped the tiger, and the emperor came to reprimand him.

It's not because Yun Lang did anything wrong, but because the Tiger King did something wrong, the six female lions offered by the Huns were pregnant, and fourteen cubs were born, and each cub was undoubtedly related to the Tiger King......

The animals born by lions all have the characteristics of lions and tigers......

"Other people's liger beasts are all descendants of male lions and female tigers, so it's better for you not to pick and choose, and choose the lioness.

It's great that a liger can produce one at a time, and you plant fourteen cubs in one go.

Producing one is called Xiangrui, and producing a bunch is a big rebellion. ”

The Tiger King naturally couldn't understand the complicated language Yun Lang said, but he still understood the doting meaning contained in Yun Lang's tone, so he leaned his head against Yun Lang's ribs and rubbed it hard.

He wanted to tickle Yun Lang, but the result was that Yun Lang, who was a hundred pounds of weight, was pushed off the chair by him.

The red sleeves couldn't straighten up with a smile.

He was not suitable to laugh at this time, Yun Lang waved his hand at the red sleeves and went out with the Tiger King.

Although Liu Che's will was harshly worded, there was a sense of pride that could not be concealed between the lines.

He believes that after the six lions and the tigers of the Great Han Kingdom, they quickly gave birth to fourteen lion and tiger beasts, which is a manifestation of the longevity of the Great Han Kingdom, and it is also a manifestation of the vigorous vitality of the Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty.

Yun Lang viciously believed that Liu Che might have brought himself into the Tiger King, and he was eager to tell the world that these fourteen lion and tiger beasts were born after his efforts.

The initiator, the Tiger King, was naturally rewarded, and a half-pound gold medal hung around his neck was very majestic.

The Tiger King didn't like to hang the gold medal around his neck, and kept shaking his head to shake off the gold medal, looking very ignorant of lifting.

Thinking of Liu Che's proud appearance, Yun Lang will always have the appearance of Gillian in his mind...... This made Yun Lang incomprehensible.

With a slight sigh, he took the tiger along the Shiyang River.

The great flood of early summer changed the appearance of the Shiyang River, and after a month, the muddy beach turned into soft sand.

If you keep stepping on the same place, the dry sand will become wet again, and if you keep stepping on the same place, water will seep out and eventually become a small mud pool.

The ditch surrounded by sand is densely packed with small trash fish one or two inches long.

Their heads float on the water, which makes people very uncomfortable, and they do not have the joy of seeing their prey.

Some of the ponds have dried up, and more small trash fish are struggling in the mud, and perhaps by today, they will all die.

Someone is saving them!

With a group of half-sized Qiang cubs, Jiang Gong stood barefoot in the mud, constantly filling the fish with a dustpan, and then dumping the small fish into the Shiyang River.

The tiger king ran over and sniffed the small fish in the dustpan, and felt that it was not delicious, so he stopped being nostalgic and went to pee under the largest willow tree to expand his country.

When Gong Qiu Jiang saw Yun Lang coming, he washed the mud off his feet and stood on the sand and waited.

"Why is that?"

Yun Lang asked, pointing to the Qiang child who was still busy.

"These fish are all trash fish, and they don't grow big."

Jiang Gong said with a smile: "It is said that it is saving these fish, but it is actually saving the hearts of these children."

The Qiang people are used to being careless, and they don't even care about human life, and they don't even seem to care about their own lives.

This kind of race is not a group that can go up, and the old man plans to use this method to tell these young people that they understand the preciousness of life. ”

Yun Lang pointed to the group of young people: "They may not understand. ”

Qiu Jiang Gong smiled: "I don't understand it now, but one day I may understand that the old man doesn't want everyone to have an epiphany one day, but only asks them to get used to saving lives."

Over time, love will penetrate into their souls, and eventually expand to pity people because of pity for fish. ”

Yun Lang shook his head and said: "I like my tiger king very much, but I don't have half of it to kill people." ”

Jiang Gong pointed at Yun Lang and said, "People like you are actually the kind of people who read books with a vicious meaning, not a good type!" ”

Yun Lang pointed to his head and said, "People like me are the mainstream of human beings. ”

"That's why Confucius said, there is no class in teaching!"

"Do you think I need an education too?"

Jiang Gong shook his head and said, "People like you should forget all knowledge, your existence is the greatest threat to the good." ”

"Saints don't die, but thieves don't stop?"

"There are no saints in this world, all thieves!"

For some reason, Jiang Gong suddenly became angry, and roared at Yun Lang: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and moody, we are already miserable living in heaven and earth, and we have our own destiny in life, old age, sickness and death.

You people dwell in the heavens, and you hold thunder in your hands, and you do not let the wind and rain go well, but from time to time thunder falls, and the people are as tired as dogs.

When the ancient sages were in power, they expelled beasts of prey for the people, treated diseases, built houses and cities to save their lives, so they called it holy.

You actually have the face to call yourself a saint, but it's just a group of thieves. ”

Yun Lang's scolded face was hot, his blood surged, and he opened his mouth a few times, but he couldn't refute it, so he could only point at Qiu Jiang with hatred: "Old thief! ”

As long as you look at the old thief's humble appearance, you know that he is looking for an opportunity to scold people, and he can't be fooled.

It is easy to scold those in power to raise people's reputation.

Especially scolding a high-ranking and powerful person like Yun Lang in front of many people, it makes people feel even more enthusiastic.

The damn old thief Jiang Gong of the Broken Hill talked to Yun Lang with a pleasant face at the beginning, and after there were more people around to watch the excitement, the old thief immediately turned his face.

When Yun Lang took the Tiger King home, he still felt a faint pain in his heart, and the humiliation he suffered today was found by himself.

I can't complain about others.

Knowing that the old thief Xiahou Jing and the old thief of Jianggong in Fangqiu were looking for channels to enhance their fame everywhere, and they took the initiative to send them to the door, which was really self-inflicted.

The Duke of Bianqiu Jiang saw Yun Lang go away, and roared with great momentum: "For the sake of the officials and the people, if you can't, you should hang up the crown and beg to go!" ”

However, under the gaze of the group of people who looked like gods, they left the river with their hands behind their backs and barefoot.