Vol 4 Chapter 144: The First Vol 4 Chapter of Historical Records

Chapter 144: The First Chapter of Historical Records
The post-modern decoration style may not be understood by Sima Qian and his wife.
A large open area was covered with grass, and even the leaves of the grass were covered with leaves of grass, which made the house very desolate.
The big grasshopper with long fingers jumped in the grass and the crickets sang in the cracks of the stone. Such wild interest seemed to them that it would be too wasteful to keep a few chickens. Seeing a tree and old plum blossom in full bloom through the window No good intentions.
When Yun Lang built this mountain house, he once imagined how beautiful the old plum would become.
In order to facilitate the transformation of the old plum and achieve the most beautiful picture in the minds of scholars, this mountain residence is full of tranquility.
Now, after being tossed by Sima Qian and his wife, they seem to be very lively.
The last time I entered Sima Qian ’s house was full of Jane tablets, but I only found out that I could n’t see Jane tablets except bookshelves, books, etc. on the contrary. The wiped light shines brightly and can be seen at a glance in the dark room.
Matching it is the same clean floor, with a flat blanket on the floor and a round futon on it. There is nothing but a teapot and teapot in the long case, if it is not because of the case Paved with a big piece of red silk with tassels, Yun Lang would feel that it was pretty good.
The bamboo basket beside the case was filled with embroidery patterns, and colorful silk threads filled the other basket.
This clearly belongs to the woman's domain.
Sima Qian saw Yun Lang frowning and said with a smile: "She likes it!"
This reason is very powerful ...
The two men were not well seated in the woman ’s territory. Yun Lang insisted on going to Sima Qian ’s study.
When I walked into the study, it immediately became another world. Sitting in front of the window, I could see the nearby pine forest, and I could see the milky white clouds rolling in the distant Lishan Valley.
"Yun Wuxin has nothing to do with Xiu, and the bird is tired to fly to know it. Jing Yiyi will enter, Fu Gusong and pan Huan.
Brother Sima, this is my intention to build this mountain home. "
Sima Qian poured a cup of tea to Yun Lang and pointed to the study: "This is my heaven and earth. As for the outside, it is my wife."
Yun Lang looked at the roof, and Jane sighed: "If you want to replace Jane with paper, there is a long way to go."
Sima Qian smiled and said: "After I write my book, the bamboo slips here can be used for ignition and heating."
"So confident?"
"Without faith, what book do I write? Although there are a lot of simple notes here, however, two to ten of them are really useful, and more of them are the ridiculous ridiculous words of the predecessors. , Drinking grass dew, and medicine stones, swallowing golden pills can get longevity, but can go to the East Sea and fall into the sky, Brother Yun can believe these? "
Yun Lang shook his head and said: "I only hope to live to a hundred years old, this is my greatest hope, there can be no more."
"You Yun's a doctor, don't you plan to give yourself and a few pills of life extension pills?"
"Something like this will not be let go, the problem is not!"
"I have a lot of recipes here, would you like to try them?"
"Okay, bring the prescription. I only promise to help you and the medicine strictly according to the Danfang. Will it matter if you die because of the medicine."
Sima Qian looked at Yun Lang for a long time and confirmed that this person was not kidding. He nodded and said, "So in your Northwestern Polytechnics' study, there is no record of the continued life of immortality medicine?"
Yun Lang shook his head firmly: "I'm pretty sure, no!"
"Why not? Confucianism doesn't talk about it because they want to nourish themselves with integrity and pretend that they don't want to. Taoist alchemists are already enchanted for this. Yin and Yang, Xuanji and other mountain gates expect to find the heaven and earth, and then use the heaven and earth to obtain longevity. This has traversed the mountains.
You Northwestern Polytechnic is the most mysterious mountain gate in the world. Why are you not interested in it? Do the elders in your mountain gate have no white cloud dogs, and life is like a white horse? "
"Yes, one of my brothers used to cry before going to die to borrow another 500 years of life."
"How is the result?"
"After the cry, I die."
"Sorry?"
"It's a pity that if my fellow brother doesn't die, he might be able to get a glimpse of the mysteries of the world and make some terrifying knowledge.
As a result, he died and there was nothing left.
What do you ask these things? Do n’t you think you have enough time now? "
Sima Qian pointed to the paper on the table and motioned to see Yunlang.
Yun Lang picked it up and whispered, "The Yellow Emperor, the son of the Shaodian, the grandson surname, the name is Xuanyuan. Born to be a god, weak and capable of speaking, young and uncivilized, long and gentle, mature and intelligent.
... as far as the sea, Mount Dengmaru, and Daizong. As far as Kongtong, the chicken head. As far south as Yujiang, Dengxiong and Xiangxi. North chasing meat porridge, in line with Busan, and Yi is in Zhuoluzhi. Migratory movements, with divisions and soldiers as camp guards. The official name is Yun Ming, and he is the Cloud Master. Set up the right and left superintendent and supervise in Wan Guo. All nations are harmonious, and the ghosts and mountains are very powerful. Winning Baoding, pushing the sun ...
The Yellow Emperor lives in Xuanyuan Hill, and the daughter married to Xiling is the ancestor. The ancestor was the imperial concubine of the Yellow Emperor, and he gave birth to two sons. After that, they all had the world: their first name is Xuanhuo, which means Qingyang, and Qingyang will live in the river; Changyi married Shushan's daughter, said Chang servant, born Gaoyang, Gaoyang has Shengde Yan. The Yellow Emperor collapsed and buried Bridge Mountain! "
Yun Lang is very familiar with this passage. When reading the Five Emperors' Era in later generations, the Yellow Emperor's Era is the first one.
"Writing is very good, did not find any problems!"
"Look at the last six words!"
"Yellow Emperor collapsed, buried Bridge Mountain! No problem!"
Sima Qian stood up and pointed angrily at the bamboo slip behind him, saying: "But there are countless stupid pigs who think that the Yellow Emperor did not die, but instead became a fairy ... or with the help of the female suicide two!
Some stupid pigs said that the Yellow Emperor was in Qiaoshan when he was 157 years old. In order to greet the chiefs of various tribes, he collected the copper of the world and cast a Kyushu tripod, preparing to use this big tripod to cook meat.
As a result, at this time, a yellow dragon descended from the sky, carrying the Yellow Emperor and the concubine, and the ministers and servants rose to heaven.
When the princes arrived, Qiaoshan was empty.
God, how does this look like a murder ... "
Yun Lang suddenly realized that he looked at Sima Qian with a smile: "What are you going to do?
"Su Wen" and "Su Jing" are my doctor's collection, no doubt! "
Sima Qian looked at Yun Lang like an idiot and said, "Do you think you can master the night girl?"
Yun Lang shook his head in panic: "No!"
Sima Qian's face eased and pointed to himself: "I can't do it! But the words" Zhuangzi "clearly stated that the three thousand female emperors of the Yellow Emperor, soaring in daylight! Listen, this is better than what is recorded in" Su Wen " It ’s creepy. "
Yun Lang fantasized about the grand scene of 3,000 women pouting their butts and waiting for the Yellow Emperor's luck, and shook his head again, driving the picture out of his mind, and looked at Sima Qiandao: "How are you going to write? Huang Emperor is not a fairy, and Whether it is old death or murder, is not an attractive answer. "
Sima Qian leaned on the table case with his hands on his chin, and said sadly: "Our majesty likes the answer of the mistress of three thousand and then soars. The classics in Taixue have included" Zhuangzi "in the must-read list.
I don't want to write such a ridiculous answer, I can only write about Huang Dibeng and Burying Bridge Mountain! "
Yun Lang shrugged his shoulders and said, "That is to say, it is impossible for your" History of Taishi "to get your Majesty's favor.
The road ahead will be more difficult. "
Sima Qian sighed: "The Yellow Emperor period was too far away, but there are many people who have made records.
I have no way to confirm these legends, only to choose one of the most likely results, which may be inaccurate, but it is the ultimate thing our Sima Qian can do.
Yunhou, I'm not going to change it, so be it. Huang Di died in Qiaoshan and was buried in Qiaoshan. "
After speaking ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Sima Qian was immersed in boundless sorrow. The first chapter of the book was very rigorous, which made him very sad.
Yun Lang comforted him: "Why don't you go to Yanglingyi and find a hundred singers to try, maybe your talents are different!"
Sima Qian shook his head and said: "Impossible, in that case, I guess I will die, not become a fairy.
That's something human can't do. "
"I pay!"
"roll--"
Yun's guest secretary is so rude.
Yun Lang, who was ejected, somehow felt better, listening to the gentle bird song on the pine tree, and feeling comfortable.
As long as people in this world are troubled, he doesn't feel that he is the only one who is pitiful.
There are many ways to get in touch with trouble, and seeing someone who is more troubled than yourself is undoubtedly the best way to relieve trouble.