Chapter 39 I'm Guiguzi!

Yun Lang rarely entered Chang'an City.

There have been a lot of strange characters recently, which makes him have to go into the city to see what Chang'an has become.

Cao Xiang has restrained a lot in the past year, and it seems that he has suddenly moved away from the life of sensual dogs and horses.

When Yun Lang saw him, he was sitting under a large willow tree cooking tea, and there was an old man with a strange face sitting opposite.

The so-called strange appearance refers to a person's long face, some protruding forehead, red phoenix eyes, and a large beard on the face to set off the vicissitudes of life.

Such a person is naturally ugly and difficult to see, but looking at Cao Xiang's appearance, he seems to have great respect for the old man in front of him.

On weekdays, he doesn't want to talk about cooking tea, even if it's eating, he can't wait for others to feed him.

Although the Cao family invited Yun Lang to drink tea together, Yun Lang did not agree, glanced at the old man in a hurry, and then turned around and went to Cao Xiang's study.

Anyone who looks like that must not be a good person, and these four words are very reasonable.

Especially Lao Cheng's appearance, he also deliberately highlighted the most prominent parts of his appearance, which shows that this person is a person who eats with his face.

A person who eats with his face can mix to the point of letting Cao Xiang cook tea for him, no matter who this person is or what he does, he is not a person who can be despised .

Such a character, or to avoid it.

There are generally no books in Cao Xiang's study, and here are notices, documents, military newspapers, and news collected by Cao's children from all over the world.

Sitting here, Yun Lang could easily know what was happening in the Great Han Kingdom, or what was going to happen.

Most of the documents in the study are in the form of scrolls, which is a bit of Cao Xiang's personal bad taste.

This year's rice harvest in Nanjun was not good, mainly because of the continuous rain, and all the rice rotted in the ground.

The Cao clan hoped to traffic grain to Nanjun through the official channels of the Han Dynasty, and as long as they saved the cost on the road, they could reap ninety percent of the profits.

Three lakes in Guangling County have dried up this year, and the Cao clan, who is an official in Guangling County, believes that as long as the dry lakes are slightly repaired, they can become extremely fertile and fertile fields.

Once these lakes are repaired with great effort, the Cao clan will have one more foundation in Guangling County.

The Cao clan in Linzi County believes that the Cao clan must increase investment in Linzi, and there is a lot of salt in Qidi, although the salt and iron have long been sold by the government, but the imperial court did not prohibit the sale of salted fish, if the salted fish is wrapped in a thick layer of salt shell, and the salted fish is transported to Guanzhong, and even Shudi, it is equivalent to transporting the salt there.

This is a new business and it is important to keep it secret......

Yun Lang sighed and admired, a big family is a big family, no wonder this guy can't look down on the Yun family's businesses, even if there are no new industries, people don't worry about no place to make money.

Compared with the Cao family's business, the Yun family's small business really can't be put on the table.

The biggest business in the world is always food, clothing, housing and transportation, from ancient times to the present, there is no exception, in the Han Dynasty, only a big family with a strong family like the Cao family can do these businesses like a fish in water.

Huo Quai's army had already left the valley of the great river and was about to arrive at Qilian Mountain, and there was not much fighting along the way.

Even if some small tribes resisted, they were sporadic and sporadical, and most of these resistances could only touch the rangers, and basically could not threaten Huo Quai's headquarters.

According to Huo Quzhi's judgment, whether it is the king of the day or the evil king of Hun does not have much intention to fight, if the army can continue to threaten and make their situation more difficult, if the two armies in the east can defeat Yi Zhixian in Longcheng, then the Xiongnu in the west are very likely to surrender without a fight.

Yun Lang recalled, it seemed that the king of the day was chased, and the evil king surrendered, and he was also entertained by Liu Che.

It may be a little different now, because, in the letter, Huo Quzhi asked Cao Xiang what to do with these people if all the Xiongnu in the northwest surrendered.

Reading between the lines, Yun Lang felt that Huo Qubing seemed to want to kill all these Huns.

The reason why he asked Cao Xiang was that he felt that his expedition had consumed too much imperial money and grain, and he wanted to sell some of the Huns to make up for the military expenses.

Yun Lang stayed alone in the study for half an hour, Cao Xiang walked in lazily, and saw that Yun Lang was reading Huo Quai's letter, so he smiled and said, "What, you are also interested in slaves now?" ”

Yun Lang shook his head and said, "I'm not interested, there is no military report to send to my house now, so I have to come to you to take a look." ”

Cao Xiang threw his body on the soft collapse and said: "What is there to see, it is nothing more than a disaster in the east, a harvest in the west, a rebellion in the south, and a war in the north."

Year after year, month after month, I've long been tired of seeing it. ”

Yun Lang dropped the scroll and said: "The soldiers are out on the army, and the slaves are supervised by women and children, there will be problems, since the slaves appeared two years ago until now, there have been seven slave riots, and two of them are very serious.

You have to see that. “

Cao Xiang said with a smile: "The first wave of slaves who were only in the riot were roasted alive in the water urn by Zhang Tang, last year's slave riot, although the number of slaves involved was large, they still did not escape, all were hanged by Wang Wenshu, the car was split, and now, it has been half a year, there has been no slave riot.

I felt that as long as the harsh punishment of slaves was applied, they would not have the courage to rebel, and in a long time their wildness would be worn away by hard labor.

You see, the slaves will become more and more docile, as long as this generation of slaves disappears, and the next generation of slaves born in Dahan is born, they will forget how brave their ancestors were, and only remember that working is the only way out.

During the war, if the Great Han Kingdom did not want to have troubles such as reduced grain production, it had to bring in more slaves.

If possible, I think most of the Han people should get rid of the hard work and only do the work that these slaves can't do. ”

Cao Xiang was not surprised that Yun Lang had such an idea, the thoughts of slave owners were generally like this, which was understandable.

However, according to Yun Lang's understanding of history, returning from feudal society to slave society is fucking turning back the wheel of history.

"Who's that guy with a face like shoes?" Yun Lang decided not to talk to Cao Xiang about the issue of slaves, his ideas were basically the main ideas of the Han nobles, and the possibility of being changed was very small.

"Thou shalt not blaspheme, this man can cut grass into a horse and scatter beans into a soldier!"

Yun Lang paused for a moment, and then asked, "Do you believe it?" ”

Cao Xiang shook his head and said, "Don't believe it!" ”

"Don't believe it, what nonsense are you talking about, and you still cook tea for others yourself?"

Cao Xiang pointed at Yun Lang and scolded with a smile: "Look at you, it's boring, although people didn't 'chop grass for horses and scatter beans into soldiers' in front of me, that's because a little person like me, people don't care to show it, once it is used, you and I can't live." ”

"You still say you don't believe it?"

"What does it matter if you believe it or not, there are five hundred disciples under the family, all of whom are fairy-like characters with proud capital."

Yun Lang was confused when he heard this, and asked cautiously, "Dare to ask who are the disciples of this master?" ”

Cao Xiang sniffled and said: "Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Shang Ying, Li Si, Lü Buwei, Bai Qi, Li Mu, Wang Qian, Xu Fu, Mao Sui, Fan Li, Gan Mao, Le Yi, Wei Ang, Mao Meng, Yao Li, Fan Ju, Yidun, Tian Sui Tho, Cai Ze, Zou Ji, Li Shiqi, Sima Cuo, Kuaitong, Huang Shi, Gongsun Yan, Wei Feng, Cao Di, Ximen Leopard, Wei Cheng, Wang Yi, Wen Chong, Tian Piao, Bai Gui, Ji Ran, Lu Geng, Fan Sui, Li Bing, Zhao Hao, Tian Dan, Li Kui, ......"

"Guiguzi?"

Cao Xiang nodded proudly and said, "Yes!" ”

Yun Lang looked at Cao Xiang with disdain and said, "You have included all the celebrities and scholars who appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, and even the five hundred years at the end of the Qin Dynasty!" ”

Cao Xiang grabbed two apricots from the fruit bowl, picked a good one and threw it to Yun Lang and said, "No, how can you look like this person is magical?" ”

Yun Lang took a bite of the apricot and exclaimed: "I lost a lot just now, an immortal who can live for six hundred years, I should also offer him a pot of tea."

By the way, what is he here for? ”

Cao Xiang was a little embarrassed and said: "People want to rebuild the Guigu Cave on Yunmeng Mountain, thirty miles away from Chaoge, and hope that I will donate 500 gold!" ”

Yun Lang nodded and said, "You have to listen to the words of the immortals!" ”