Our Hometown

Chapter 104 The treasure of Zhenshan

Even if it was Yun Lang, Huo went sick and envied Cao Xiang.

The feeling of being rich is definitely not as good as that of being rich in the second, third or fourth generation.

The worst thing is that the rich generation is basically a generation of masters.

The taste of being a master is not good.

The world has higher requirements for outstanding people. Whether it is morality or talent, it will be placed on the table of the world as a critic.

A slight stain will generally be placed at infinity ...

There are no such worries for the rich generations, laziness, prostitution, lust, greed, and mischief. There is no problem because, in the eyes of the world, this is what they should do.

Once there are a few generations of rich people who do better than their ancestors, it will be terrible, and they will immediately become the typical characters of Laozi heroes and heroes.

It is accidental to do well, but it is inevitable to do it. This is the standard model of the rich generations in the eyes of the world.

It is a pity that Yun Lang has not seen a few generations of wealthy prostitutes in Chang'an. Each slippery slippery autumn is like a loach. The harder they try to catch, the faster they slip.

Wei Yan was one of the most stupid. He was deceived and went to the frontier. Although he still owes the emperor hundreds of heads of the Huns, no one has done this anymore.

His father Wei Qing rolled the heads of the Huns killed on the grassland. His cousin Huo went ill in Hexi and even shed the blood killed by the Huns.

Coupled with Wei Cheng's marriage, he dedicated his life to Shanglin Garden, and his errands in the Chinese Military Academy were also decisive. Some people praised him as a young hero.

Yun Lang, Cao Xiang, Huo Going to the disease and the three of them entered his house, and they didn't need to report them. When they came to the back garden, they saw Wei Qing playing the piano in the pavilion. .

Cao Xiang couldn't see his mother as a child. He felt that his mother had returned to her old age, leaving him with no face, dragging Yun Lang and Cao Xiang to wait in the hall.

Worthy of being a general, the Kung Fu of Ningshen Fuqin can still watch the four ears and listen to all directions, and his hands are pressed on the strings to stop the final buzzing of the strings.

"Since it's here, why do you have to leave?

Come to listen to the impetuous spirit in your heart. "

Wei Qing's voice was calm and he could not hear any dissatisfaction.

Changping didn't have a good face for the three of them. Wei Jin wanted to escape, but Cao Xiang held his hand and could not leave.

Wei Qing's guqin mastery is very deep, the sound of the piano is melodious, and the lingering aftertones make people dare not eat meat in March.

In fact, there was no meat to eat, because Changping felt that it was not appropriate to stay in Shanglinyuan, and he was going to take the four of them to Rushan Vegetarian.

"Three months? Wouldn't it be spent in the mountains all winter?"

Cao Xiang only asked, his hand was pinched by Changping.

Yun Lang smiled and said: "Shall we go hunting?"

It is impossible to stay away from home for three months. There are several major events to be decided in the winter of this year. Especially since the walls of Fugui City have been closed, some arrangements must be made in Fugui City as soon as possible.

So, Yun Lang's fingers were pinched by Changping.

Changping took Cao Xiang's hand in hand and Yunlang's hand in hand, but his eyes looked at Huo Qindao's path: "What should I do if I go sick?"

Yun Lang heard that his finger bones were clicking, but the cloud on his face was breezy, unlike Cao Xiang's face.

Wei Qingrao glanced at the changes in Yun Lang and Cao Xiang's faces while preparing to listen to Huo Qubing's response.

"Go to the sick child and think that he can't give in anymore, and then give in, then there will be no way to live."

Changping sees Yun Lang and Cao Xiang both, with a smile on one face, and a screaming Liantian who doesn't have the meaning of submissiveness.

Let go of your hand and retract your hand to the wide robe sleeve with a sigh: "There are some ideas ..."

Wei Qing laughed and said: "It has been said for a long time, we are us, they are them, it is heaven that generations are stronger than generations.

It is okay for a family to retreat under the grace of His Majesty, and they can make it to today, but they have earned it themselves.

There is really no need to look at people's faces too much. "

Yun Lang smiled and said: "A family still needs some spine. Tolerance and retreat everywhere will only make people look down.

It would be bad to be a jester in the end. "

Changping grimaced, looking at Yun Lang trembling: "Are you dissatisfied with Your Majesty?"

Cao Xiang said: "In the end, Xun Gui still needs some dignity.

We wo n’t do anything, and listen to your majesty ’s words, no matter what kind of thunder and rain we will follow.

The child was even prepared to learn land from Alang and go hunting and hunting, in short, he would not starve to death. "

Changping was a little panicked and couldn't help turning his head to see Wei Qing, hoping to get some help from him.

Huo Qubing took out the painting that Yun Lang made from his sleeve last night and handed it to Wei Qingdao: "This is a gift from our three brothers to uncle."

Wei Qing took the scroll with a smile and opened it slowly. First, he looked at the bamboo and stone figure. After a long time, he looked at the words mentioned above.

"Never mind the green mountain is not relaxed, the roots are in the broken rock, and the strength is still strong, and the wind is southeast and northwest!

Ha ha, it really suits me. I think that when I was a young man, I was just a groom under your mother's door ... This is really rooted in the broken rock. "

Changping took Wei Qing's hand and said: "The hero doesn't ask the source, you are now my husband of Changping, a model in the world!"

Wei Qing patted Changping's blue muscles with a violent jump and said: "Where do you want to go, no one has the meaning to fight against your majesty, but will not accept it in the future."

Changping's hand holding Wei Qing was reluctant to let go, and there was silence in her eyes. She was really desperate. If these people closest to her did not follow her, the meaning of her life would no longer exist.

"I will fight wholeheartedly in the future to open up the territory for the big man, not to do what he thinks." Huo went to the disease and took Changping's hand seriously.

Changping's eyes were a little more alive.

Yun Lang also put their hands on their hands and said: "I will only concentrate on the rich city in the future, and the footprint will not exceed Shanglin Garden. Don't do what he thinks."

Changping spit out a long breath from his chest, making a loud noise, looking at his son with a pleading gaze, waiting for his breath to be steady.

Cao Xiang hugged his mother and said: "When the child is alive, he just wants to grow the land. When the Shanglinyuan is finished, he goes to Luoyang. When Luoyang is finished, he goes to Shandong. When Shandong is finished, he goes to Huainan ... In short, the child wants to rely on the land. Plant a rich and prosperous life. "

Changping's tears were shining, and he choked with sobs: "Ignore political affairs ..."

Wei Qing sighed: "Today in the Great Han Dynasty, there are a lot of empty talkers, and few practical practitioners.

Without the foreign enemy, the Huns, the wind of ruling has formed, and His Majesty is becoming more violent, and he may not be able to tolerate others.

Although Mingzhe didn't do it for the big husband, it was a wise move. Keep a useful body, and look at the future. "

Changping couldn't bear it anymore, and he cried bitterly: "You do this one by one, what the **** am I, what is it."

Yun Lang sighed: "How to take the emperor as the goal of loyalty to Dahanshe Ji!

The name of the grandfather is too heavy and will bind our hands and feet.

Our brothers unanimously believe that the ultimate development of the Han Dynasty is definitely more than defeating the Huns. The Han Empire has given our brothers a chance, then our brother will give the Han Empire a bright future.

The whole world is too small. "

"Xiaojia Ziqi?" Chang Ping looked at Yun Lang puzzled.

Yun Lang waved, Huo Guang standing in the distance immediately ran over holding a thick scroll.

Yun Lang took the scroll, slowly opened a flat world map and slowly showed it in front of the long plane.

Changping easily found Changan on the map and couldn't help frowning: "Is the Dahan Kingdom so big?

Is this map real? "

Yun Lang laughed and said: "Bo Wanghou is the furthest person in my Dahan Kingdom. Please ask him to see if the map in the Western Region is correct.

After slowly verifying something else, you will always figure it out. "

"Where did the drawings come from?"

"This is the treasure of Zhenshan of my Northwestern Polytechnic University." Huo Guang said with a proud chest.

"give me!"

Changping grabbed the map, wiped away his tears, and then said fiercely to everyone present: "Don't leave ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Just wait for me here!"

Yun Lang smiled and said: "Mother does not have to worry, this picture I have printed 3,000 copies in the Yun's Book Workshop. The original manuscript should be right where your majesty is. At this moment, your majesty is probably watching it."

When Chang Ping saw Wei Qing and Huo went sick, Cao Xiang didn't seem to be surprised at all, so he angrily dropped the map on the ground and said, "Did you hide from me?"

Cao Xiang smiled bitterly: "Mother, how long have you not been in the study?"

Chang Ping said, "I have it in my study?"

Cao Xiang said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't study Buddhism with Fan Seng, you should have seen this picture a month ago."

"You can't remind me?"

"I can't remind you that every time I see you, my fingers will swell up and I can't run too late!"

Changping's spirit spirit seemed to be back all at once, sitting cross-legged on the Jin couch and gazing at the few people around her, angrily: "It's all goddamn!"