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Chapter 115, choose your way, do n’t stop

Whatever the worries, Zhang Tang rarely came to Yunshi.

Only when it is determined whether he is worried or not is Zhang Tang lingering in Yun's family.

He likes Yun's. He likes to eat, look at the scenery and people, even if he gives up his identity and puts a sheep on the hillside for a long time, he is also happy.

According to his original words-only to rest on the grass of Yunshi, don't worry about the undead under this grassland to come to him.

Yun Lang understands that what Zhang Tang is most afraid of is something behind him. He usually does bad things on weekdays, always worrying about any strange expressions falling on his head.

He said that Yun ’s grass is clean, and this sentence may be different. Only Yun Lang and He Chou have the knowledge that under Yun ’s land, there may be one of the largest army of undead formations.

Yunlang will not be broken naturally, watching Zhang Tang put on a linen cloth at home, walking around with his hands on his back, and without a guard, it is cruel to break his longing. .

Yun's grapes still have a lot of room for improvement. Although they have grown out, densely closed circles are hanging on the grape shelf. The blue skin proves that this thing is very early from maturity, but Zhang Tang can't wait to put it in his mouth. A satisfied expression on one face made Yun Lang almost doubt his judgment.

"Sour and astringent, but it tastes great."

Zhang Tangnian spit out the grape skin without changing his color, and looked up at the fruit on the shelf with his head, expecting: "Good thing!"

Yun Lang generously said: "If you like, you can transplant a few trees and go back, maybe next year there will be grapes to eat."

Zhang Tang thought about it for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "I don't want to buy a house!"

Yun Lang smiled and said: "There is no need to force yourself to the extreme. Being a courtier is not a good thing. You can be a pure courtier and be treated by your majesty.

I thought that after becoming his majesty's courtier, he should also take care of his family, without having to be rich and expensive, at least, buy a good horse and a good knife for his son, put on some clothes for his maiden, and give the elderly a few decent meals. It is still necessary to give the old wife one or two pieces of jewelry.

Love family, then love the world, love your majesty, this is not a contradiction, your majesty also likes to see his courtier is a person first, and then a courtier.

People who are pure-minded have pure demands on everyone. What you can do, others may not be able to do it. If you have been self-denying for a long time, you will have no friends, and it is easy to bring unreasonable disaster to yourself. "

Zhang Tang held his hands indifferently and looked back at Yun Lang with a smile: "What kind of wind did Houhou hear?"

Yun Lang smiled and said: "The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and stops between the grasses. If it cannot be clearly seen in Qiuhao, there will be damages under the mountain wind.

Sometimes it is not a good thing to retreat second. "

Zhang Tang smiled and said: "I was born at the edge of the knife, walked between the blades, and lived between the flesh and blood. If the fast knife could not cut the wind, then I died at the edge of the knife. His majesty wanted the fearless warrior, and he wanted the biting mastiff. Dog, if I can't cut the wind, your majesty will change a knife and a mastiff.

My knife can only be humiliated by the hands of slaves, trapped between jailers, or hoe, or plowshare, and only companion with dung.

Even if the way is the same, it is better to see God killing God, seeing ghosts killing ghosts, and killing them all the way until the body of the sword is broken, so it can be a happy life. "

Yun Lang Shili said: "In this case, let's conspire to get drunk and celebrate this happy life."

Zhang Tang laughed and said: "Just wish me!"

Many times, Yun Lang feels that the intelligent man of the Han Dynasty is not so intelligent. The master is a real intelligent man. He exhausted all his means in his life. Before the decline, he knew that his weakness was there, but he did not hide it. Enlarging his desires indefinitely, he was eventually attacked by others.

Only one is left for future generations-the sun and the moon are far away, and I will go back and forth like this ancient saying.

Zhang Tang also has a clear understanding of his position. Needless to say, he knows that the crisis is coming. Since he disposed of Zhuang Qingzhai and Zhu Maichen, Manchu Wenwu has been vigilant against him, lest One day will fall to Zhuang Qingzhai, Zhu Maichen's end. Now, as the Zhuang Qingzhai incident gradually subsides, the people who counterattack Zhang Tang are already actively running.

Zhang Tang fell to something, Yun Lang didn't care, he just couldn't bear to be an acquaintance he had known for a long time, and finally fell to a point where he couldn't afford funeral money.

He was even more reluctant to watch his relatives get into the blue building and became the target of others to vent their hatred.

In the final analysis, Zhang Tang is the most admired among all the big officials of Yunhan, Yun Lang. After all, they are familiar.

After a banquet, Zhang Tang was drunk and drunk, sometimes drinking and singing, sometimes crying and running, sometimes trembling, and sometimes the beast was still fighting. Eventually, he fell asleep.

After Yun Lang sobered from the drunkenness, it was already the next afternoon and Zhang Tang had left.

Song Qiao put her husband's head on his lap and gently kneaded his temple. Su Zhi stood aside and complained that her husband should not drink so much wine at all.

After a bowl of bitter hangover soup, Yun Lang became more confused. He was about to continue to sleep. It was better for the sober people to have a hard time.

Less than an hour after sleeping, Cao Xiang came, which made Yun Lang once again affirm that Cao Xiang was his disaster star.

It was amazing that thousands of slaves entered Chang'an City, but there was no news of the epidemic. Nothing happened in the hot Changan City.

"Slaughters were still a hundred or ten dead, but in fact they were not sick. Many slaves began to show signs of illness, and they were given the results by the government. They were all scared by your last sentence."

"You mean, are these people prepared for epidemic prevention?"

"Yes, of course I did. Your family is all smart doctors. Who dare not believe your family?

What is the horrible result of the outbreak of disease in Chang'an City? Do you think those people don't understand?

None of the slaves could walk into Chang'an, Yangling and all of these capitals, all of them were raised in rural farms. Just like your home, close the door and raise them.

When you go out to see, you will find that the countryside in Changchang is full of slaves with light heads. How did you treat those military doctors? How did those military doctors treat the slaves?

It was those people who asked me to ask, when did your family open the door to live, and if your door did n’t open, they would n’t dare to let the slaves out, and those slaves would n’t work and eat and drink all day long. A lot of overhead. "

Yun Lang smiled and shook his head: "In fact, a fifteen-day observation period is enough."

Cao Xiang said angrily: "Your house is closed for a month!"

Yun Lang frowned: "It's your fart, there are no slaves in your family!"

Cao Xiang sneered: "As a brother, it seems that you still don't have a clear understanding of my scale of Cao's!

There are eleven families attached to my family under Cao's door. Of course, I don't need slaves in Cao's family, and I can't afford to lose that person.

However, the use of slaves is not a bad thing for the family. It is not necessary for this sect. Can those branches not be used?

To tell you, this time the slave trade, the Cao branch got 1,300 slaves ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yun Lang opened his mouth in amazement, and looked at Cao Xiang: "Your home is the biggest slave owner?" "

Cao Xiang shook his head and said: "No, Queen Wei is the biggest slave owner. She is going to imitate Gillian and is going to build a big city in Xinfeng City. You see, it won't take long for Queen Wei to come to you in person The family inspected Nongsang and might bring Liu according to him to kiss the peasants. You should prepare early. If Gillian is not satisfied, you will be in a dilemma. "

Yun Lang smiled slightly and patted his still faint head, saying: "Don't forget, we are the Secretary of the Si Nong Temple. The queen wants to ask the Nongsang matter, not who we ask?

When I built the Yun's Farm, I wanted to make it a place where everyone could see it and everyone could follow it.

Not to mention that the emperor would later entertain me warmly. Even if the Huang sent someone to study agriculture and mulberry, I would let them return with satisfaction. "

Cao Xiang tapped his mouth and said: "These words you said when your majesty was right with you, it was too wasteful to tell me before."

Yun Lang nodded, thinking that what Cao Xiang said was very reasonable.