Chapter 81 Chen Shi Family

The blue planet of the earth is a big watermelon that is about to be divided for Yunlang today.

How to get the largest and fattest piece is not what the current national strength of the Great Han Kingdom can achieve.

Nowadays people always think that the world is infinite, that God is merciful, and that He will provide everyone with enough land fairly.

In fact, the total amount of resources is enough for everyone to live like a human being, but there are always problems in the distribution, and there are always people who do not have enough places to live.

That's the problem.

Like Yun Lang and Huo Quzhi, who are born strong, like Cao Xiang, who are lucky people who are born with a rich destiny, they always feel that this world is fair.

Because, they can rely on their own skills, or rely on the wealth left by their ancestors to live a prosperous life.

Unfortunately, such people are in the minority......

"If you have more land, even if you are all losers in the future, you can lose a few more years!"

Yun Lang smiled and said his pessimistic remarks to Song Qiao.

Even if there is no Yunlang in this world, the Great Han Kingdom still defeated the Xiongnu, and Liu Che is still the Emperor of Huanghuang.

It's just that, throughout the annals of history, there have been dynasties, 'the rest are all destroyed by weakness, and the Han independence is destroyed by strength'.

Therefore, this is an era in which the blood of the Han people is promoted to the extreme, and it is also an era that is regrettable and difficult to let go.

Yunlang has a gorgeous large Huanghuali table that makes people jealous, and a Huanghuali chair that people will never forget at a glance.

After Cao Xiang saw it, he thought that this thing was better than lacquerware, and felt that he should exchange ten buckets of pearls for a piece of wood that day.

Now, that humble piece of wood is a treasure, and if you change it, it will be a joke.

Gillian naturally has a set of such good things, and similarly, Changping also has a set.

Yun Lang really wanted to get a set for Liu Che, but for the sake of his reputation, he finally didn't send it.

Sima Qian stayed in the Yun clan with his eyes on him, monitoring the emperor's every move, and if Yun Lang gave it to the emperor, a 'flattering' reputation would fall under Yun Lang's name.

Yun Lang had begun to hate Sima Qian now...... It is estimated that Liu Che hates Sima Qian even more.

The reason why this guy came to the Yun family was that he was ready to start writing his famous work - "Historical Records".

The cave had been cleaned up, and he was going to live in it after the first snow had fallen, and until now, Yun Lang didn't understand where this quirk of historians came from.

The fine house prepared for him has bright windows, beautiful environment and fresh air, which is very suitable for creation.

He just wants to live in a hole in the ground and write something unsightly in secret.

"Before I die, the "Historical Records" will not be published."

Sima Qian was eating and drinking, and his mouth was still free to talk to Yun Lang, and Cao Xiang and the others were killed.

"If, after you die, I find out that your books are full of remarks that lash out at me, where can I find your theory?"

Cao Xiang was very vigilant.

"You're not good yourself, aren't you allowed to let a certain family do it?"

Cao Xiang looked at Yun Lang, Yun Lang shook his head and said: "Whether it is praise or depreciation, they are all characters in the annals of history, you should be happy."

Your family background has reached this point, and it would be a great pity not to go down in history. ”

Cao Xiang snorted and whispered to Sima Qian: "A thousand taels of gold to buy you good things about my family." ”

Sima Qian nodded again and again: "Deal, bring the money tonight." ”

Cao Xiang was overjoyed, and was about to raise his voice to tell the general to go home and get the money, when he heard Yun Lang say: "There are people who are willing to do the meat bun and beat the dog and have no return." ”

Sima Qian's eyes widened and said, "What nonsense, who is the dog?" ”

Yun Lang unceremoniously pointed at Sima Qian and said, "You are!" ”

Cao Xiang said angrily: "Are you saying he's lying to me? ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "After so many years, this guy has long become hob meat, he uses your money now, and when he dies, you find out that what is written in the book is not good for your Cao family, can you still dig him out of the grave and pursue him?" ”

Cao Xiang looked Sima Qian up and down, and found that this guy who was not tall looked extremely obscene.

I couldn't help but say in a tone: "The history books written by such people are also believed? ”

Yun Lang sighed and said, "It will become a must-read for readers." ”

"You think so highly of him?"

"It's not that I look up to him, it's that he makes himself exalted."

Sima Qian didn't care about the whispers between Yun Lang and Cao Xiang, he generally never let go of such an opportunity to drink the best wine and eat the best dishes.

The historian is very poor, and if he hadn't followed Yun Lang around to mix some money in the past few years, it would have been difficult to live a superhuman life.

After all, the prices of Chang'an are expensive, and they have reached the point where they are either rich or expensive and cannot live in peace.

"Ask the two Hou masters for something!"

After Sima Qian had eaten and drunk enough, he burped, wiped the fat from the corners of his mouth, and made a serious request.

"Chen Shi set up Zhang Chu State, self-established as the king of Chu, under the villain's ambition, the wind of arrogance and lasciviousness prevailed, the fake king Wu Guang was killed by the general Tian Zang, Chen Shi did not want to change, forgot his promise not to forget the rich, pro-villain, far virtuous minister, letter cool official, chase fierce general, and finally killed by the coachman Zhuang Jia, woo hoo lament."

Listening to Sima Qianwu saying a lot of words, Yun Lang and Cao Xiang didn't understand what he meant.

Seeing the doubts on the faces of the two, Sima Qian took out a skull from the baggage he brought and put it on the table and said, "This is Chen She's head!" ”

Yun Lang, Cao Xiang was shocked, looked at it carefully, and looked at each other behind them.

Sima Qian took a big sip of wine, patted the skull and said: "The prince and the marquis only published in the "Theory of Self-Collapse" a few days ago, Your Majesty praised it, and personally wrote an article, which is written in the world, and requires the officials of the world to guard against arrogance and rashness, and then make new contributions.

A certain family thought for a long time before dedicating the family heirloom treasures and asking the two marquis to personally deliver the head of Chen Shezhi to His Majesty.

In an article, how can there be Chen Shi's head in front of him is more intuitive, more direct, and more alarming. ”

Yun Lang rubbed the skeleton and said suspiciously: "This is really Chen She's head?" ”

Sima Qian laughed, took Yun Lang's pen and ink from the table, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote the word 'Chen She' on the top of the skeleton's head, and then pushed it to Yun Lang and said, "Now it's it." ”

Cao Xiang was dumbfounded, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "This is too casual, right?" ”

Sima Qian smiled: "Really, what about fake?" No matter what the name of this head was, there is always something wrong with the head. ”

Cao Xiang rubbed his nose and said, "My uncle is the emperor!" ”

Sima Qian sneered: "The emperor is also a human being, and he can make mistakes!" ”

Yun Lang carefully looked at Chen She's head for a long time, then patted his thigh and said: "Since it is fake, we will carve a head out of yellow rosewood, and then offer it to Your Majesty, which is conducive to Your Majesty's daily play!" ”

Sima Qian thought for a moment and nodded: "I can make Your Majesty vigilant every day, and you might as well make it more refined when you make it." ”

"No matter how precious things are, they are fake...... Cao Xiang wailed, the crime of deceiving his uncle is very big, especially if the deception is so obvious, he doesn't want to get together to find death!

Yun Lang said: "Send this skull, maybe there will be a suspicion of bullying the monarch, if you get a yellow rosewood one, there will be no suspicion of bullying the monarch, it can only be said that this thing is a concerto, so that His Majesty the Emperor can always be vigilant." ”

Some of the Yun clan are skilled craftsmen.

A piece of ornate wood soon becomes an ornate skull beneath the craftsman's carving knife.

Cao Xiang's attention was never on the skull, he preferred to look at the craftsmen who were rolling the beads.

A piece of rosewood is placed on a chuck, and then a craftsman begins to shake the handle, and the chuck spun rapidly with the rosewood, and an iron pipe full of teeth slowly touches the boxwood...... Then, sawdust splashed, and a round yellow rosewood bead slowly appeared in front of him.

When this round bead was polished by the craftsman with linen, it was cut off by a knife, and a delicate fragrant wood bead fell into the basin.

When the craftsman was polishing the skull of the yellow pear, Yun Lang and Sima Qian withdrew their gaze.

Then, I saw Cao Xiang's hands drooping, and his hands were tightly covered by sleeves, and when he saw Yun Lang and Sima Qian looking at him, he raised his hand awkwardly and said, "See you." ”