Chapter 87 Sima Qian, who published the book with his life

Yun Lang is fed up with the hard life of the big man.

In the past, he wanted soap and bought it, but now he wants soap and he has to make it himself......

In fact, he had a lot of much-needed things, such as paper paper...... Cleaning up the body like an Indian has long made Yun Lang miserable.

And Cai Lun, the originator of the papermaking industry, is not even an embryo now!

He's fed up with an age where wanting anything requires a hands-on approach.

A brick is gradually taking shape under Yun Lang's hands, his inkstone was accidentally broken by Su Zhi, and now, he wants to make an inkstone.

To tell the truth, Qin bricks are still very reliable, not to mention the delicate texture, they are still very smooth after polishing, and the most rare thing is that there are not many pores in the middle of Qin bricks, which makes Qin bricks the preferred material for Han scholars to make inkstones.

Of course, Yunlang knows that the inkstone carved out of stone will be more beautiful and round, but it is a pity that when the tools in your hand are not suitable, the brick and tile inkstone that can be made anytime and anywhere has become one of the few choices.

I don't know who made the rules, the brick and tile inkstone must be engraved with the dragon pattern, Yun Lang made a big-eyed gluttonous pattern, and under Sima Qian's ridicule in the most vicious language, he smashed it with shame and anger.

may feel that Yun Lang is pitiful, when Yun Lang carved the new rule-abiding Kui Dragon Pattern inkstone.

The final polishing process was made by Sima Qian, he didn't know where to find half a piece of fur, and it took half a day to polish the inner wall of the Qin brick inkstone, and when he gave it to Yun Lang, he still sighed on it, pointing to the slowly dissipating water vapor and said to Yun Lang: "Just one word - Run!" ”

Yun Lang looked at the Qin brick inkstone on the table speechlessly and sighed: "Actually, I know that inkstones made of stone will be better, and some good inkstones have the effect of turning ink into ink." ”

Sima Qian said angrily: "Nonsense, a certain family has traveled all over the country, and I have never heard of such an inkstone.

Speaking is like being a human being, and it is really the most important thing. ”

Yun Lang pointed at Sima Qian helplessly and said, "When I have time that day, I will get some good chisels and chisels and make a jade inkstone to show you." ”

Sima Qian said disdainfully: "The inkstone should be made of bricks and tiles, such things are readily available, simple to make, rich and poor can have them, only depending on the level of personal craftsmanship, and there is no difference in value."

A certain family believes that you can make a jade inkstone, but ah, I also believe that once you make a jade inkstone, it will be when you are criticized and written. ”

"You're not the first to scold me, are you?"

"This is natural, if you hide the jade inkstone and use it secretly, how will outsiders know? Naturally, it is up to me, the insider, to expose it first.

Even if you write history, you will put your act of making jade inkstones in the "Qun Chou Lu", and affirm that you are the first person in the Han Dynasty to introduce extravagance into the field of clean learning! ”

"What a heinous crime?"

"Open a generation of extravagance, who are you not the most heinous crime?"

"It's too biased, it's too much. Just like the record you made a few days ago, what did people worry about?

Since we met He Chou You, I really haven't found anything excessive, but you have piled up countless vicious words in He Chouyou's biography, and you have scolded the dogs with blood, but you can't come up with any actual examples.

The whole article is full of mental evidence, full of hearsay, maybe, maybe, with such uncertain words, do you think it is very appropriate to write such a history book? ”

"Born from the heart, moreover, the embroidered messenger is full of evil, the crime is monstrous, the people will capture the lock man if there is a little trouble, he is the ancestor of the embroidered messenger, who will he whip if he doesn't whip?"

You can't mention this matter to Sima Qian, once he mentions it, he will immediately explode and become extremely aggressive.

Such an irrational Sima Qian, Yun Lang saw it for the first time, when he was in the Yun family, even if he was splashed with filth by the peasant woman who picked up dung, he would not be angry, but would ask if the peasant woman who fell down was injured.

When he went to Fugui Town to buy something, he was deceived by the slippery businessman, and he also smiled, without any mustard, he would only say that he was stupid and never went back to find trouble with the businessman.

Why can't such an open-minded person let go of what he has to say? Even if he risks telling a lie, he must nail He Chou You to the pillar of shame in history, this is what Yun Lang wants to figure out.

"The reason why your father is unlucky is because of the embroidered messenger?"

Sima Qian shook his head and said, "I haven't done that yet. ”

Yun Lang was stunned, what he thought was certain was actually denied by Sima Qian, under normal circumstances, this person would not tell lies.

"Isn't it?"

"It's not!"

"Then you give me a reason, as far as I know, He Chou is a very well-behaved person, and his observance of the rules exceeds that of most Han people.

Regardless of whether what he did was right or not, just what he did in the surrendered city, I thought that he lived up to the three words of the Han people.

A noble eunuch, just because of a slim possibility, alone led eight wolves into the wasteland to verify this small possibility, such a heroic act, but in your pen has become an ignorant act, in order to please the emperor to play the slave nature to the extreme.

To be honest, when I saw this paragraph, I was quite slight. ”

Sima Qian's face was pale, his two fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire.

Yun Lang weighed the force value between him and Sima Qian, and felt that he had a good chance of winning, so he sat there peacefully, ready to see Sima Qian's reaction again, and it was really not too late to run.

Just when Sima Qian gritted his teeth and squeaked, and was about to smash his fist on Yun Lang's face, he was like a balloon that had been poked with a big hole, slowly holding it down.

"Why would Ah Lang care so much about a eunuch?

This group of physically handicapped people use the royal majesty as their own shell and show off their might......

Forget it, if you don't justify it, this matter was originally done in the first place, and it is not beautiful to forcibly explain it......

You're right, it's me who did it wrong, just like you carved a gluttonous pattern doesn't mean greed, it's my heart is wrong......"

Sima Qian looked very lost, and he was weak even when he walked, Yun Lang grabbed Sima Qian and said: "No, this matter must be made clear, otherwise, if you continue like this, this practice will kill you sooner or later."

In fact, you don't have to do this, it's just history, as long as you faithfully make a good record, don't make an evaluation, it's good, right and wrong have their own descendants who read history books to grasp. ”

Seeing that Yun Lang refused to let him go, Sima Qian sat on a stool, looked at the blue sky outside the window and said: "Lü Buwei begged someone to correct "Lü's Spring and Autumn" in the downtown area, and then "Lü's Spring and Autumn" can become popular.

Sun Wu endured all the hardships, won a hundred battles, and almost destroyed the Chu State with the soldiers of the Wu State, so that the "Art of War" was able to make "Sun Tzu's Art of War" famous all over the world.

Zhang Liang pretended to be in the name of Huangshi Gong, coupled with his own wisdom, so that his "Plain Book" and "Taigong Art of War" became famous articles.

As for Liu An, the king of Huainan, it took a huge amount of money and countless manpower to make "Huainanzi" famous all over the world.

Yun Lang, Sima Qian has no power, no courage, and no wisdom, and he wants the history books I wrote to be famous all over the world and for everyone to read......

Tell me, how can a powerless person like me, who does not rely on a mouth to insult the powerful, make this book famous? ”

Yun Lang listened to Sima Qian's story, and the tea bowl in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he finally understood that the ministers in Huanghuang's "Historical Records" were all alive, except for Emperor Liu Che......

"If I can be dismembered by the five horses because I have offended, then the book I wrote will be ......"

Yun Lang's gaze fell on the damn slips on the table.

In this era, if you want to make a book popular all over the world, the difficulty is not ordinarily high.

Yun Lang suddenly remembered how he and Dazai lived in seclusion in Lishan, how he made and trimmed bamboo and wood to make bamboo slips, how he tricked the tiger and cut hair from it to make a brush, and how he burned pine resin to get soot, and then added oil to make ink......

He remembered even more that he was sitting under the lone lamp, copying those books stroke by stroke.

In this damned era, those admirable sages are writing books with blood and writing books with their lives!