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Chapter 158 The Cloud Threshold

The secret technique of the ancient mountain gate appeared in front of the Han people without warning, no hidden, no secret biography, no Nanshan mountain, and no layers of tests. On a sunny morning, he was like a street market Goods are generally stacked in Yun's yard.

No matter who it is, as long as you pay a thousand clouds of money, you can read it at will, and as long as you pay another two thousand clouds of bamboo slips, you can take these books.

Beside the bamboo slips is Liang Weng. This old man has been nourished for several years. Although he has white hair, he gives people the appearance of a young high morale.

Yun's preparations for disseminating the secrets of the mountain gate have been spread throughout Sanan, Chang'an. Therefore, many people come to Yun's to watch the secrets of the mountain gate.

No one cares about charging a thousand clouds of money. After all, in Dahan, confusing learning with money is the biggest shame on learning.

The rich will naturally not care about a thousand clouds of money, who can see the secrets of Northwestern Polytechnic in the first time, who cares?

Of course things are very serious for those who have no money.

Sima Qian also came. Northwestern Polytechnic was very famous in Changan in the past two years. The horse-drawn carriage pushed the mountain gate of this name to a peak.

However, he has no money!

After watching a fat man with big ears ask the servant to throw a bag of money into a big basket, he took a copy of "Geometry Original" and looked at it with great pleasure.

"Good book! Good learning ..." The fat man shook his head and boasted to his companion.

Liang Weng still smiled at the fat man. He knew that none of these guys could read the book written by Xiaolang.

Mao Hai, who was standing on the other side, felt that his teeth were starting to hurt. When he saw this fat man starting to explain to others what Geometry was, he couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed the volume of Geometry Original. A volume of "Agricultural Science Edition" was handed to the fat man: "That book is a game produced by my family Xiaolang. You should take a look at this volume of" Agricultural Science Edition ", which is a much-needed knowledge at home."

The fat man was not annoyed. He opened the "Agricultural Science Edition" and was obviously relieved, patting a large bundle of bamboo slips and said: "I want Huang's book."

Mao Hai nodded happily, and asked the boy to go to the library to get a set of "Agricultural Science Edition". Mao Mao took the older children and copied them for a long time. There were as many as 20 sets.

Sima Qian's friend Ren An saw that the fat man threw several packs of money into the bamboo basket and sighed to Sima Qian: "Come on, learn to recognize the copper money, even if it is subtle, it has no chance with the poor ghosts like me."

Sima Qian shook his head and said: "It's not like this. Since the Yun's willing to take out the secret, he won't just sell this money.

I used to have contact with the head of the Yun family in prison, and I heard him intermittently say some insights about the lattice. On this alone, he went very far from Northwestern Polytechnic. I came here to see him "Physics" theory. "

Ren An sighed and said: "The" Book of Rites. University "eight heads—gewu, Zhizhi, sincerity, righteousness, self-cultivation, Qi family, ruling the country, and the world—If you want to sincerely, you should first inform its knowledge; The character is then known, and the knowledge is sincere.

This is a first-class good knowledge, not to be overlooked. "

Sima Qian smiled and said: "Look at me!"

After talking, he squeezed into the crowd and randomly dropped a coin into the basket, and then learned the fat man. The big lara picked up a copy of "Physics" and watched it carefully.

Liang Weng still smiled, but there was already displeasure in his eyes.

Mao Hai picked up the miscellaneous money that Sima Qian lost from the basket and placed it under the sun. After careful reading, he said to Sima Qian: "This is not a money, it is a pod of money."

When the words opened, the pod money was blown away.

Everyone laughed ... Ren An was ashamed ...

Sima Qian was unashamed, pointing at the handwriting on the bamboo slip and commenting: "It's crooked, almost like a child's beginner."

Mao Haidao nodded and said: "Yes, the above words are all written by my family's children. I hope that my family will copy so many words. You think too much."

Sima Qian frowned: "Where is the original Xiaolang in your family? Such ugly handwriting has a humiliating knowledge in the book."

Everyone was about to see how Yunshi, a sharp-eyed teenager, humiliated Sima Qian, but listened to Mao Haiba surprisedly said: "Do you understand?"

Sima Qian continued to look at the booklet and said casually: "The clear air is rising, the turbid air is falling, the wind and rain are clouded, and it is impossible to do it. Mo Di made a small hole image. Although he knew that it was a disaster of light and shadow, he didn't know that your home Xiaolang In the book, it is said that it is the magic of light and shadow refraction, but there is no example to prove that from this, your family Xiaolang does not like the way of the thing, so I do n’t go into it. "

Mao Hai ’s mouth was wide open, and he did n’t say a word. He found a warm place in the shed, put a long bench, brought a pot of tea, and bowed on the shelf next to him: “ Lang Jun, take a look at it slowly. The tea is not enough.

Sima Qian casually waved his hand and said, "Get me some more Yun's pastries."

Mao Hai didn't see any anger, and obediently promised to take the cake for Sima Qian at the advice of Liang Weng.

Seeing the silence from the onlookers, Liang Weng smiled and said: "My family often said that the book he wrote is similar to the heavenly book, and there are few people who can understand it.

Since this Lang Jun can see the true meaning of the book, Yun's Yan dare to be negligent. If there are the same talents among all the monarchs, please don't forget the famous saying, as long as it makes sense, Yun's refreshments are also served. My family will invite talented people into my Yun's study to discuss in detail. "

Ren An slowly approached Sima Qian, and looked at Yun ’s green tea and the rich pastries and asked in a puzzled way: "Why are you so respectful?"

Sima Qian poured a cup of tea to Ren An: "If you have a master, you must have a servant. Yun's only respects his knowledge and his clothes.

Yun's got along with me for more than two months, as long as he is a scholar who has learned a lot, and he will be respected by the prisoner. If it is straw waste, even the elders of Jinyiyushi will be pigs and dogs.

Brother Ren An is also a learned scholar. He can choose one of his studies to convince Yun ’s house servants. Tonight, our brother and I will be able to stay in the Yun ’s Mountain Residence. Hearing from the Yun ’s head, this is where people live. "

Ren An smiled and said: "I used to study at Erli. This subject is quite biased, and I am afraid it is incompatible with the technique of Northwestern Polytechnic!"

Sima Qian smiled and said: "Li Bing and his son governed the water in Shuzhong. I once heard Yun Lang say a kind of" self-drainage channel "method of water control. My brother might as well, look slowly, it will be rewarding."

Ren An nodded, took a sip of tea and separated everyone, and said to Liang Weng: "I also have only one pod."

After speaking, he threw a pod of money on the cloud-rich heap full of Huang Cancan.

Liang Weng smiled and said: "A talented person can be a guest of honor in my Yun family. Since Lang Jun pays for his talents, please watch it!"

Ren An glanced at Mao Haidao and said, "I am good at treating water!"

Mao Hai did not have Meng Lang this time, but sent a child to call out Yan Sheng who was pouring sausage.

After Yan Sheng came over, he found a volume of "Wei Shui Fang Yu" from the book pile and placed it in front of Ren An: "Here is the Wei Shui water system map, with the focus on the section of Wei Shui flowing through Shanglin Garden.

Where do you know? "

Ren An opened the bamboo slip and took out a yellowish white silk from the inside. After carefully reading it, he frowned and said, "The birthplace of Weishui is Wushu Mountain? This theory has not been finalized. , Just mark Wushu Mountain as the source, I am afraid it is not right? "

Yan Sheng smiled and said, "My family will not be wrong!"

Ren An argued: "Why are you so sure?"

Yan Sheng said with a smile: "Because it was Xiaolang from my family."

"Have you Xiaolang never made mistakes?"

Yan Sheng's eyes widened and said: "How can my family Xiaolang make mistakes? If you think my family Xiaolang is not good ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ come up with your truth!"

Ren An sighed: "Who can be sure without walking the Wushu Mountain in person?"

Yan Sheng smiled and said: "My little Lang passed by!"

Ren An was shocked: "Walk by?"

Yan Sheng stood up and patted the volume of "Wei Shui Fang Yu" and said, if my family has not been to Xiaolang, how can the matter of Wushu Mountain be said so clearly! "

Seeing Ren An not speaking, Yan Sheng said to Liang Weng: "It is half-knowledgeable, and there is no way to ask for money!"

Liang Weng laughed: "It's amazing to be able to understand half of it, Mao Hai, tea cakes are waiting!"

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