Our Hometown

Chapter 27: Narrow Road

In the quiet night, the stone house was bright and bright. The whale oil candle was much brighter than the lard lamp. The tall candle flame kept burning the moths that were putting off the fire. Dazai was lying on the table in a daze The process of moths seeking death.

Yun Lang couldn't bear the smell of moth's burning, he hated the hood, and the bright room suddenly became a lot darker.

Since Dazai discovered that Yun Lang is a reliable heir, his IQ has been steadily decreasing ...

Was silent and stupefied for more time than when Yun Lang first came. Now, it is Yun Lang who is already deciding what the two should do in a day and what he doesn't want to do, and he is very accustomed to accept it.

Perhaps his **** education was used to accepting orders rather than giving orders.

It is naturally a waste to use the dagger made by Mrs. Xu to cut the bamboo slips. However, after Yun Lang already had the dagger called "Ruby", the unnamed dagger would naturally abdicate.

Yunlang is best used habitually, which is also a characteristic of future generations. They have long been dazzled by new inventions, new innovations have been dazzled, and they will always walk on the road to accept new things. This is very amazing.

"You should go to sleep, you fainted and asked me to serve you, remember to drink deer milk before going to bed."

In the middle of the moon, Dazai still didn't sleep. Without the moth to see, he stared at Yunlang boredly, looking at Yunlang very uncomfortably.

Dazai took the warm deer milk by the fire pit, drank it and lay straight on the bed.

Yunlang wanted to go to Yangling County to see it. After coming to Dahan for so long, he didn't have any realistic feeling about Dahan.

All he knows comes from the records of Jiandie Records and Dazai, which may be very unobjective. At least, Dazai's words have a strong Daqin perspective.

Changan City is a palace city, in which the Royal Palace occupies two-thirds of the area, the rest of the garrison and the central government offices occupy the remaining two-thirds of the area, and the rest are various There are few shops and inns, and there are very few residential houses. The so-called crown cover full of Jinghua refers to the spectacular scenes during the Dachao Conference.

There are four or five satellite cities scattered around Changan City. Yangling is one of them, and it is the most prosperous one.

The main reason why Yangling Mausoleum is the most prosperous is that it is the tomb of Liu Qi ’s father Liu Qi.

Liu Qi ’s tomb was built for 28 years. In these 28 years, the small construction site finally became the most prosperous county.

This is an inevitable product of economic laws. Twenty-eight years have been major projects and investment, and the rise of a county is really nothing.

Yun Lang said that he had to leave, but he could not actually set off immediately. In any case, he had to wait for Dazai's body to recover.

He stayed for another two days, said goodbye to Dazai and Tiger, and left with his backpack alone.

This time, he was carrying all his equipment, from crossbows to long swords, to daggers, and climbing ropes for climbing mountains.

Wolf skin boots with thin bottoms, blue deep coat made of sackcloth, and buns with hairpins after being picked up, that is, the hair is very short, and it will spread out without being tied.

Dazai finally cut a headscarf with a piece of blue silk cloth, which only covered up the fact that he had short hair.

"Be careful!"

Yun Lang nodded and took the tiger away.

Yunlang had no horses, so it took a long time to go from the mountain to the mountain, and on the plains, it was impossible to bring tigers.

Once the tiger is seen by those feather forests, the feather forest will go mad. The emperor will walk in. There are still uncontrollable beasts. It is even more serious crime for Yulin ’s dereliction of duty.

After driving the tiger eight times, he drove it away. Watching the tiger whisper like an abandoned child to the foot of the mountain, Yun Lang's eyes were a little wet. He said, in this world, he The closest person is not a tiger but a tiger.

Yangling is on the east side of Lishan, closer to Xianyang, and it takes a hundred miles to walk.

This is a big test for Yunlang.

Walked the road, he pretended to be a harmless look, carrying a strange rucksack to walk briskly.

He very much hopes to meet someone like Duyou Fangcheng to be able to take him for a ride.

The seedlings in the field are already one foot high, and they grow thin and sparse, and the water in low-lying places will grow younger. If the water is not poured in the high places, the younger ones will grow yellow.

The largest quantity is millet and millet, which is too wasteful of land. If the fertilizer and water can keep up, Guanzhong has a long summer day. You can plant a stubble of millet and millet after harvesting the wheat. The millet has already been eared. when.

Yun Lang came to the ground and carefully observed the growth of the crops. The woman who had been working in the field squatted shamefully in the field-she was not wearing clothes.

Yun Lang generously waved with the woman, and then threw her a small bag of salt, pointing at the fire spike in the ground of the millet, and pulled it up happily. This thing is very strange, looks like the millet, but does not form yellow rice. The inside of the leaf bract is a thing with a white skin and a black one-inch thick chopsticks.

Is delicious, a bit like eating buns.

The woman took the pocket and glanced at the salt inside, screamed, and then continued to squat in the ground to watch the strange boy pull out the fire spike in the ground.

Seeing that the mouth of the teenager was black, the woman couldn't help laughing. Such a pretty teenager actually likes to eat this thing.

Bundled the fire spikes in the basket and threw them to Yunlang from a distance.

Yun Lang picked up Huosui and waved at the peasant woman and went back on the road. Just now, there were so many fire spikes in the millet field. This shows that the harvest of millet will not be very good.

On the road, I met three waves of Yulin, because Yun Lang's clothing and temperament were not like savages at all, and they were not like palace slaves. In addition, they were young and harmless to humans and animals. They even omitted the process of interrogation. I thought he was a servant of a noble house that was hunted by the emperor.

One group of them also very rudely rejected Yun Lang's request to take him out of the Linyuan, and ran away with his own horse.

This is often the case, and you have no scruples. The more others respect you, if the promise is like a thief, even if you do n’t steal, people will ask you a few more words.

Seeing that it was about the afternoon, Yun Lang was very worried and did not know where he should sleep tonight.

Looking out, there is a large area of ​​farmland in the front, a large area of ​​farmland in the back, and the rolling water beside it.

Looks magnificent, but there is no human habitation.

There are only a few triangular shacks, and Yun Lang doesn't want to go at all. After squeezing in the shack with the palace slaves for one night, he will be eaten by lice and fleas the next day.

Fortunately, there was a long train at the back. The front horseman had a flag in his hand. Yun Lang looked carefully and found that there was a huge "Zhuo" written on it.

This made Yun Lang very happy. If it was a flying tiger flag or the like, he would run away immediately. The civilians saw the prince convoy in the mountains and had to stand by the roadside to salute, and wait until the prince ’s car drove away.

Anything that is considered to be a misconduct is considered to be a misconduct, even if it is cut off, it is also cut in vain.

Yun Lang smiled like a beckoning cat and stood on the side of the road waiting for the arrival of the team owner.

When asking for a person, you might as well lower your posture a bit.

A carriage was parked next to Yunlang, and an old man with gray hair lifted the curtain of the car and said, "But young people have something to ask for?"

Yun Lang Shili said: "The boy is going to Yangling, but the road is far away, and the young is weak. I don't know if I can borrow your master's car to drive to the corner. Yang is grateful.

The old man laughed and said: "Come up and going to Yangling. The owner of my family is kind and will not care. The old man is also so frustrated that he has a partner to talk about the loneliness."

Yunlang thanked the old man, climbed on the mule car, and the rider gently waved the whip, and the mule car was reintroduced into the convoy.

The mule car is very large, with thick felt cushions in it, and a small case set on the car, with pen and ink on the case, but the ink cup is embedded in the case, the most wonderful is the case There is also a set of Go chessboards engraved on it, but there are only two fewer than the Go chessboards familiar to Yunlang.

The old man saw Yun Lang's eyes fixed on Go and couldn't help but be surprised: "Young people also know the game?"

Yun Lang's white teeth with a mouth smiled and said, "Since I was a child, I knew that I was just invincible after I grew up."

As long as you say this, in the Go world, if you are not beaten, you must have a winner.

The old man was really furious.

"The boy is rude, and the game is profound and subtle. There are both military and military opportunities, as well as the yin and yang five elements. Why do you dare to talk about it?"

Yun Lang cleaned his hands and then picked up a black spot and placed it in the lower left corner, ready to start to Xiaomu.

I did n’t expect the old man to put Baizi on Tianyuan ’s place with carelessness, and sneered: “I did n’t know to seize the Central Plains firsthand, but went to run a barbarous land and fell into inferiority. He was very happy, knowing that he had met the legendary mallet, and immediately placed a son on the flat line.

Only a real master will ignore the natural disadvantage of Luozi Tianyuan. As for the old man with a high voice, if it is not a stick mallet, it is a strange thing ...

Zhuo Ji looked sad on the carriage window.

Bathing in Lishan was peeped by Deng Tuozi, and she no longer cares about her.

Sang Hongyang is selfless and has the royal support behind him. The promulgation of the "Salt and Iron Order" is already a matter of course.

Zhuo's generation in Shuzhong used iron smelting for generations. Indeed, as Changping said, in the mountains, Zhuo's and tens of thousands of servants are mining and refining stones.

It is not the fields, the forests, nor the tens of thousands of servants in the family who support Zhuo ’s centuries of wealth, but the slaves who hide in the mountains and forests for Zhuo ’s mining.

Once the "Salt Iron Order" was promulgated, the government ordered the slaves to go down the mountain. As a result, the Zhuo family had gone.

Dizziness along the way, Zhuo Ji was half awake, suddenly heard a roar, could not help but frown, asked in a loud voice: "Who is the noise?"

The servant outside the carriage quickly replied: "Ping Shou is arguing with a young man."

Although Zhuo is not a prince, he also has his own courtier. Pingshou is one of the courtiers. When he came to Changan to lobby this time, he could see that Princess Changping was the matchmaker from Pingshou. Although he did not succeed, he also made great contributions.

This person has always been thoughtful and thoughtful, and his behavior is quite valued by Zhuo Wangsun. Zhuo Ji couldn't figure out how he would argue with a young man, and which young man in the team dared to argue with Pingshou.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Zhuo Ji commanded: "Just camp by the Weishui and go tomorrow."