Vol 5 Chapter 172: Mature or fallen?

Chapter 172: Maturity or Depravity
When the husband and wife are together for a long time, the temptation of the body will gradually decrease, and the images of the two will gradually become blurred. Unbelieve it. If you think carefully, the closer the person who is close to you, the more blurred the impression will be in your mind. .
This is a manifestation of feelings deep into the bone marrow.
It is a manifestation of you putting down all the precautions in your heart and allowing the other party to go in and out of nowhere.
Su Zhi is like this now, like a little mouse in Yunlang's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, and nests everywhere.
Yun Lang randomly grabbed a few of her, and she was paralyzed like mud.
When the sunset rose, Yun Langxiong vigorously rode back home, Su Zhi, Song Qiao followed in a carriage. Step into the verdant fields from the rich city that will bloom.
The Xiongnu slaves still don't wear clothes, their eyes are numb, and every time they take a step, the iron chains under their feet bang.
Yun Lang had no time to pity them. According to the latest rules set by the Han Dynasty, only their next generation could remove the shackles.
According to the new slave management regulations of the Han dynasty, it seems that they cannot have any next generation.
If he stands in the position of God, Yun Lang will feel that such oppression is extremely inhumane. However, from the standpoint of a Han Chinese, the standpoint of a marquis of the Han Dynasty, as long as the Han State still has the power to suppress these slaves, this way The rules must be enforced.
In many cases, the world does not exist for the word fair, what exists does exist. The Huns are defeated, and they can only taste the consequences of suffering.
The consequences of this misery have been tasted numerous times by the Han and the descendants of the Han, so Yun Lang does not have any sympathy for these people.
They are now down to this point, just a result of defeat.
Yun Lang believed that once the Huns defeated the Great Han Kingdom, they would only go further.
Under such a heavenly path, who has pity on whom
Yun Lang is undoubtedly happy, riding his beloved Youchun horse, and in the carriage behind him are two beautiful wives, one of whom has his unborn child in his belly.
In such an environment, even the warm wind smells sweet.
A team of Hu caravans riding camels stopped on the side of the road, and all Hu men stroked their hearts to salute the honorable nobles.
Liang Weng, who was sitting on the cowl, threw a few pieces of cloud money, and the merchants of the Hu people picked up the beautiful cloud money from the dust, and once again saluted the distant convoy of nobles.
Yun Lang enjoys the current situation at least. At least, the powerful Han nationals only accept the courtesy of others and do not need to salute any interracial people, even if this Han nationality is a proud beggar.
A thick wooden bar stood upright in the field, and a person hung from the bar. His body had already rotted, and the flesh was almost eaten by crows, and bones were exposed in many places.
The corpse's head was pulled down, and the muscles where the rope strangled had rotted. Now, the rope can only strangle his bones.
Under the wooden bar, there were more dry bones scattered on the ground, and the wind passed there, sending a smell of odor to the distance.
These dead people are all escaped slaves. After entering this year, the number of escaped slaves became more and more, and the executed slaves far exceeded the previous years.
Not far from the wooden pole, a slave was singing in a hoarse voice.
"Chulechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain. The sky looks like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is green and the fields are vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep."
The singing is far away and the artistic conception is magnificent and magnificent. It is a rare boutique among Yun Lang's poems.
Su Zhi heard the song, opened the carriage curtain, exposed the beautiful face from Liang Weng's ear, and yelled at Yunlang: "Fujun, listen, this is a song you made in the descending city, really beatiful."
Yun Lang smiled back at Su Zhi, and this song, which he adapted from the Northern and Southern Dynasties without any word, naturally belonged to him.
There is no reason to allow Cao Xiang to plagiarize countlessly from him, so he is not allowed to copy the songs of the Chule tribe
Now that the Huns have fled to Mobei, Emperor Liu Che is preparing for the final blow of the Han against the Huns. It is expected that the grassland, Gobi, and desert at this time next year will once again fall into the war of iron and fire .
A little-known Chule tribe knows that it will not appear again. Yun Lang is only sorry for the loss of this song, and there is no talk of plagiarism at all.
Grandma Yun, who believes in another unknown god, often said; everything you have to add to him, let him have more, no, and even take what he has.
This is heaven
Shameless people can always find a reason to do shameless things. This is how many robber logics were born, no mercy, no mercy, only plunder, only killing, only monopoly, only destruction.
Yun Lang considers himself to be a compassionate person, but now his heart is as hard as iron.
Xia Houjing is ill and is taking his cecum tonic tonic, which is estimated to be healed soon, so in the battlefield of Yun Shi Manor in the cultural battle, Dong Zhongshu used his greatest strength to encircle the scholars in Changan.
In the first ten days of the conference, Dong Zhongshu recommended two hundred and forty-seven scholars to Emperor Liu Che in a single breath, and he tried to see the emperor several times without hesitation and asked for officials.
In order to make his behavior reasonable and legal, Dong Zhongshu from the House of Honor and Honor requested a total of 112 recommended places.
However, Liu Cheliang did not respond for a long time. Until today, he passed the mouth of the big long autumn and told Dong Zhongshu that these scholars all learn to take the exam, and only the outstanding people will be reused by the court.
Although Xia Houjing lay half dead in the Yun's Medical Center, after hearing this, the recommendation list of him and a group of gangsters was released.
Ryazan ’s name is awesome, and he ranks extremely high.
When it was dark, Chu Lang escorted the tea leaves from Shuzhong into the Yun Family.
"There are too few people in our family, and the age is too small. Only nine people have entered the two parties' list this time."
Chu Lang felt ashamed, but the talents Yun Yun spent heavily on were surprisingly few, which made him faceless with his family head.
"You may not know that it is never an important purpose to install our people into the list. The purpose of this time is the exam
As long as the examination thing appeared, there was no way for the Yun people to worry.
From now on, academic disputes will become examination disputes. Whose disciples can be in the world, and who will have enough power to speak.
The first exam must be imperfect and unsafe, and it is the most intense exam in the battle.
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Everyone in the Yun Family cannot be an official in order to be an official, but must be prepared to be a good official. Official positions are not what we are after. We have to do things and have the right to do things. "
Yun Lang's time to meet Chu Lang, the big manager, has always been very short, and he prepared to leave after a few sentences.
When he reached the gate, he turned back to Yun Lang and said, "Zhong Liyuan withdrew from the embroidered clothes messenger and became the Yellow Gate Superintendent."
Yun Lang's eyes were still on the books. Without any response, Chu Lang closed the door and walked out.
At the edge of the lotus pond, I do n’t know which Daru is playing the piano.
Qin Yin is in peace, and is in harmony with Confucianism.
Yun Lang pushed the window and saw that Cao Xiang stood on the coat of Wohu stone, fluttering like a wind to the fairy, holding a wine bottle and chanting loudly: "I want to go back by the wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, heaven Very cold "
In Russia, I heard the sound of Dong Zhongshu and Hong Liang coming from afar: "I have long heard that Caojia's words often have wonderful sounds. Although they are like slush, they are often thought-provoking, and they are often thought-provoking.
Among the people cheering in unison, Cao Xiang drank his wine to the glass and drunk on the Crouching Tiger Stone without much effort.
Such a move is just right. It was too wasteful before. Cao Xiang ’s stomach is running out of stock. There are more wonderful sentences and more uses. How can it be used for drinking with a group of sour Confucianism?
When Yun Lang closed the window, he cut off the outside noise, took the list sent by Chu Lang, and read it again.
After all the paper dust had become shattered, Yun Lang raised the pen and wrote the examination theory respectfully.
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