Our Hometown

Chapter 103: Sima Qian's Knowledge

Zhang Lian, Zhou Hong In order to make Yun Lang have a good time in the end, a large cell was decorated with flowers.

If it wasn't for the screams made by the prisoners around, Yun Lang doubted that he had come to the Qinglou.

When the two girls in beautiful prison clothes saw Yun Lang coming in, they shouted sweetly, "Yeah!"

Yun Lang glanced at Zhang Lian said: "Where did you learn the bad things?"

Zhang Lian sighed: "Since the two legs are gone, I like the feeling of others calling me yeah."

"Busy?"

"Yeah, my family now treats me as a pig. The last time I fought against the Huns, I made enough money for my family. The people who used to scold me used to say nothing. Now I found a girl from a small family. As a wife, they no longer have any hope for me. "

"Giao is ready to take down the silk and silk trade in Chang'an completely. If you are energetic, help my family take a part of the share, with your two elements in the middle."

"You asked me to do business?"

"Why? What a shame?"

"It's very shameful. If my ancestor knew that his unscrupulous descendants had gone to business, he would jump out of the grave and strangle me."

"Aren't your ancestors disappeared? How could there be a grave?"

Zhang Lian shrugged his shoulders and said, "Who knows, anyway, the Cold Food Festival is to be sacrificed, even if you do business, I will really kill me."

Yun Lang smiled and said: "Selling needles and thread brains in the streets and alleys, your father will of course kill you. If you hold a full-length silk silk business, one word can make people rich and one word can make people beggars when you When the money in your hand exceeds your home, your father should forget the fact that you are a merchant. "

Zhang Lian shook his head firmly: "Businessmen like Cheng Lu Buwei will also fail, and I will kill me.

I can spend money indiscriminately, and if I dare to make money indiscriminately, I will die. "

Yun Lang shook his head helplessly: "Well, I thought someone would rush to do such a good thing, and the result ..."

Zhang Lian interrupted Yun Lang with emotion and said: "Don't regret it. There is nothing to regret about it. You just find a merchant who is not afraid of death to do this. "

After talking, I saw a ghost and ran away in a wheelchair.

"It's difficult!"

Yun Lang sighed and lay on a soft, cloud-like brothel. The two girls in prison immediately began to wash his feet.

Fugui Town wants to be rich, but it is rich and rich without commercial support. It can't support a commercial city by relying on coal and eggs alone.

The prisons in the Great Han Dynasty are actually very humanized. People who have committed crimes can take care of their families even if they live in the prison.

Such is the case with Sima Tan.

Sima Qian didn't know where to bring a lot of soft wheat straw, replaced all the damp and moldy wheat straw in the prison, and grabbed the wheat straw with his hand to brush the dirty prison together, which paved the way for his father. Blanket and fur, waiting for the exhausted father to wash.

The day-to-day conversation consumed Sima's too much energy to talk, and after reluctantly washing, he fell asleep on the thick bed.

Seeing that his father was asleep, Sima Qian sat cross-legged on a meadow and walked for a day. He was also very tired. Just when he was about to sit down and sleep for a while, he suddenly heard someone on the opposite side say, "Fizz, Fizz "the sound of.

When he looked up, he found that the young man Lang who was giving them food was smiling, holding a fat chicken across the fence and begging him to take it.

Sima moved back to look at his sleeping father and closed his eyes again. If his father was not hungry, he felt that there was no need to accept the snoring food.

Opposite the prison is luxurious and unreasonable, thick carpet, soft brocade, gorgeous short table, there is a pottery bottle on the short table, and there is a bouquet of autumn chrysanthemums in it.

A long table opposite the short table was filled with various foods. Many foods were unheard of by Sima Qian. Those foods were extremely exquisitely made. Just smelling the enticing aroma would know that it should be delicious on earth.

"I invite you to eat!"

The young man tried to hand over the fat chicken.

The hungry Sima Qian, lured by the exquisite food, took out a piece of steamed buns and steamed buns from the bag, took a bite, and ate very sweetly.

"I heard that you traveled across Tiannan, is it true?"

Sima Qian smiled slightly, this child was really interested in his own experience of traveling around the world, but this way, Sima Qian was extremely emotional, how can it be clear in one or two sentences?

The winds and frosts on this road can be understood by a younger child.

Wan Wan sighed to his lips, but eventually turned into a gossip: "It is just to go some way, it is nothing."

The young man nodded and seemed to express emotion: "For some people, they just walked a little, but for others, it was beyond reach.

A long time ago, I wanted to travel the world, and as a result, I was out of the mountain and I was stuck in Changan. I thought that the trapped Changan was only temporary. As a result, I stayed here inexplicably for three years.

There is no hope of relief until now ... "

Sima Qian smiled, raised his head and looked at the dark roof of the cell, and took another bite of the yellow steamed bun, feeling a little sighed ...

He set off from the capital of Chang'an to the southeast, leaving Wuguan to Wan. Go south to Xiangfan to Jiangling. Cross the river, trace Yuanshui to Xiangxi, and then turn southeast to Jiusu.

After seeing Jiujiu, he went north to Changsha, went to the Shen Yuan of Jiuluo Qu Yuan, crossed the Dongting, exited the Yangtze River, and headed downstream.

Climb the Lushan Mountain, watch Yu Shushu Jiujiang, and move to Qiantang.

Go to Kuaiji and explore Yu Point. Return to Wu You to view the palace of Chun Shenjun.

Shanggusu, looking at the Five Lakes. After that, I crossed the river to Huaiyin to Linzi and Qufu. I looked at the land of Qilu and watched the relics left by Confucius. I was trapped in Po, Xue and Pengcheng. , The chasm, the mausoleum, by hanging the battlefield between the Chu and Han, passing Pengcheng, Li Pei, Feng, Dang, Suiyang, and Liang, hearing his father's trouble, then returned to his father Sima Tan.

"You have traveled so many places and seen so many scenery, have you ever found Anle Township?"

Yun Lang spoke, using a tree branch to push a pot of tea to Sima Qian.

Sima Qian ’s thirst for eating yellow steamed buns, poured a cup of tea and drank a smile: "Shu people often drink this thing, you make it more exquisite here, the taste is a little bit bitter, and the bitterness is a little bit more. It ’s a bit more elegant, good stuff. "

Yun Lang heard a lot of smiles on his face, and since he fried tea to make tea, the person who could accurately say the benefits of tea, except Pingshou, could not help but provoke a big one thumb.

"When it comes to Anle Township, it is not without. In Jiangling, I have met a group of people who live on the cliffs and cliffs. They do sunrise and sunset. Although they compete with tigers and leopards every day, they are complacent. fun.

It's Chu Yin, with witches composing songs that are so high and loud that they are clearly discernible across the two mountains.

These people do not know that there is no Chu Kingdom in the world. When I saw this outsider elder wanted me to give a gift to the king of the Chu Xiong'er, and the gift was just a bronze drum ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ a bunch of rice, a roll of python skin. .

I couldn't bear to pierce their dreams, and left them with gifts. When I passed the tomb of King Chu, they gave them gifts on the altar instead of them, and the altar was long deserted ...

Therefore, ignorance is a place of comfort for people. "

Yun Lang laughed softly: "I know that you are telling this story is a joke of my ignorance, but you just look down on me.

Although you have traveled thousands of miles, you have 10,000 miles of insight, but ah, this is not enough, your story is not deep enough, and listen to me tell you the same story.

In the four years of Han Jianyuan, Wuling people were fishing. Yuanxixing, forget the distance. Suddenly, there are hundreds of steps in the peach blossom forest. There are no miscellaneous trees, fragrant grasses, colorful flowers and fishermen. Go forward again, want to be poor.

When Lin used all the water, he would have a mountain with a small mouth, as if there was light. Easy boat, enter from the mouth. At first, it is very narrow, and only through people. Repeated dozens of steps, suddenly bright. The land is flat, the house is like a house, and there is the genus of Liangtian Michi Sangzhu. There was traffic in the hills and the dogs and dogs heard each other. Among them, there are many kinds of crops, and men and women are dressed like foreigners. Huang Fa hangs her head, and enjoys herself ... Search "" or enter the URL: