Vol 3 Chapter 133: It ’s better to be a teenager

Chapter 1-3 The best people in the world are teenagers
From afar, listening to Huo Going to the army, the twelve young soldiers were full of envy, and only Yun Lang sighed secretly.
Of the 1,400 soldiers who followed them to Bai Mountaineering, 1,000 of them belonged to Yulin orphans.
There are no more than 500 people at present ...
There are more than 141 Yulin Lang who can no longer participate in the battle for a lifetime ...
The bravest and most advancing fighters are often the fastest to fall.
After all, with the weapons of the Huns, only the most close-fitting battles can cause fatal damage to those Yulin Lang who are wearing armor.
Hearing the sound of "Wan Sheng" in his ears, Yun Lang whispered: "Born from the official Han Yu Lin Lang, he first fought with Yu Hu to fight against Yu Yang.
A teenager looked at Yun Lang with his head tilted and said, "We are not afraid of death!"
Yun Lang looked at the young boy with a sigh: "You are not yet afraid of death."
"Are you talking about the veterans who returned to Chang'an? They always said that we came to the battlefield to die ..."
Yun Lang scratched his head and said: "Veterans are right, if the young people are afraid of death, this country is basically unsaved.
We can die in battle, but we must be plain and understand why we died in battle, so that we will not slowly live as turtles like those veterans, only for longevity and not pleasure. "
The juvenile population was unobstructed, and another juvenile asked directly, "General, have you ever been on the battlefield?"
Yun Lang smiled and said, "I've been here, just here. I left the city in a chariot in the evening to meet the generals who attacked the Xiongnu camp."
The junior army said in surprise: "Is it the battle that killed the evil king in this battle?"
Yun Lang smiled and said: "Yes, you also have a chance to slay the evil king."
"But King Hunxie has been killed by the general!"
"The Huns can't be killed. If you kill the old Hunxie, there will be a new one."
"Ah? That's the case? But it doesn't matter. No matter how many evil kings there are, we will kill him cleanly and take them all for military merit!"
Yun Lang returned to the room was not very happy, because he suddenly found that compared with this batch of Yulin army, he seemed to have a rank with He Chou, his body smelled of decay.
Su Zhi seemed to remember that she still had a lover in her busy schedule. She stood in front of the window holding the book and glanced at Yun Lang. She also grabbed Yun Lang's hand and pressed it in front of her chest, then left again. Too.
What is the use of a second of intimate contact?
This time is not even enough to stimulate desire!
Is it true that I am really old?
Yun Lang murmured and lay on the bed with his face up.
"Born from Shihan Yulin Lang, he first fought with Yu Hu to fight Yuyang, who knows not to suffer from the side court, and he still smells chivalrous!"
Someone whispered the poem Yun Yun had just copied.
Soon the window was pulled away from the outside, and Cao Xiang lamented: "Good poem, good poem! It's just hard to go to the hospital to think of being a general."
"Where did you hear that?"
"Your little soldiers sing in the Houying with a loud noise, can't you hear it?"
Yun Lang raised his ears and listened carefully for a while, then nodded and said, "Games, games!"
Cao Xiang lay on the window and said, "I didn't compliment you, this is really a good poem, and I like the last sentence most of all-I still smell the bones of death!
How did you think of it? "
Yun Lang pointed his head and said: "It's full of learning, and when it is sad, it will overflow a little from time to time, and it can't be controlled!"
Cao Xiang said with a lip, "You will die if you don't speak big words. You wrote this poem so well. He Chouyou just came here to write a plum blossom seal with your poem, invite us to comment on it, Sima Qian Already gone. "
"What is he going to do?"
"I don't know. I said I wanted to drink. I couldn't find a partner. So I found a few of us to accompany him. God, I really want to kill this egghead!"
Yun Lang smiled slightly and then followed Cao Xiang to the courtyard where He Chou lived.
He was very sympathetic at this time, and he was worried. Just a few days ago, he was the depressed person who always wanted to drink. Now he has thrown a burden such as the Shihuang Mausoleum on the egg head. He wants to drink too normal.
Yun Lang always felt that he was a wise man, and he didn't find himself stupid until today.
On the bright side, the Emperor's Tomb was a huge chicken rib for Emperor Liu Che. He who possessed the whole world did not need to covet the things in the Emperor's Tomb.
The thing of money is useless to the emperor. Only a large amount of sustainable supply of food, a large amount of sustainable supply of refined iron, bronze, gold, and a large number of obedient people who can make wealth are truly cherished.
A mausoleum of the first emperor is useless to him, even if there are several gold men in it.
The excavation of an imperial tomb to obtain a temporary benefit is not worth the gains for the emperor, because the tomb he is building will also contain a lot of property in the future.
The one who is most afraid of digging the emperor's tomb is the emperor. No matter which emperor's tomb is excavated, only those warlords who are deficient in resources and only looking at the emperor's tomb will be interested in the wealth in the emperor's tomb, thus forgetting the significance of the existence of the emperor's tomb.
The reason why Liu Che wanted to dig the mausoleum is two completely different concepts. When these two words are mentioned, they will hurt the royal dignity of the Han Dynasty. They must be completely destroyed, and then they can only be recovered by whipping them out. face.
If Yun Lang told the emperor Liu Che of the news of the first emperor's mausoleum, Yun Lang could not have achieved any merits, and would only bring him a great disaster.
He Chou is clear about this point, but Yun Lang pretends to be unable to see the crisis inside. As long as He Chou has persecuted him by this group of people, he will take the first emperor's mausoleum ...
Yun Lang didn't know why He Chou had these people and Shi Huang Mausoleum, but from the clues he currently holds, they care more about Shi Huang Mausoleum than Yun Lang!
Yun Lang felt himself faintly seeing a glimmer of victory.
If the egg head is focused on painting and calligraphy, he will be filled with a kind of everyone's temperament. The brush is held in his hand, opening and closing, which means breaking through the sky.
Sima Qianshou was in front of the table case. He Chou was so enchanted that he wrote plum blossom seals, and he kept talking in his mouth: "A good death still smells chivalrous! A good death still smells chivalrous! The structure of plum blossom seal characters is densely and densely combined, which is quite wonderful. It is just the plum blossom composed of this dead character. Not only does it make people not see the loneliness of death, but there is a kind of vitality contained in it. ! "
Yun Lang bumped Cao Xiang's shoulder and said, "Can you recognize it?"
Cao Xiang smiled proudly at the plum seal on the white silk and said: "How come you don't know? Look at this court character, just look at the font to know that this is a Huaxia room, and there are plum blossoms in front of the court. The flowers bloom in front of the court, revealing the impermanence of human life. I will wait and see for free ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The artistic conception is elegant, and ordinary people can see through! "
He Chouyou sternly took away the plum-character seal that had just been dried, and left a sentence without learning and then went into the back room. It seemed that he had placed his works.
Cao Xiang scratched his head and looked at Sima Qian who kept rolling his eyes: "Where am I wrong?"
Sima Qian took a sip of wine and said helplessly: "The comment is naturally very beautiful, but that word is not the courtyard word, it is the fish word of Yuyang. The structure of these two words is so different, you can read it wrong, also It ’s not easy! "
"Nonsense, I specifically counted ..."
Yun Lang laughed, and patted Cao Xiang's shoulder with satisfaction. That's how good brothers should do. It's fair to be ugly.
He Chou has two jars of wine under his arms, and gently puts it on the table, looking at Yun Lang and saying: "Weird, weird, people like you can make such poetry, which is beyond the expectations of the old man. Outside! "
Cao Xiang quickly said: "The ancestors don't know, Yun Lang is full of talents. His talents have reached the point where they can overflow anytime, anywhere. In the future, when everyone gets along for a long time, the ancestors will be surprised. . "
He Chou has sealed the clay on the wine jar: "The old man fears that the land of the border village will be affected by the wind of the Huns. If there are such good poems and wines from time to time, there will be a breeze!" Nt
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