Chapter 18: Catch a Supervisor

Yunlang didn’t know when the Chinese people began to miss their deceased ancestors through memorial service.

I think this time period should be very long.

Standing where he came to this world, he could see people on the path at the foot of the mountain.

There are many people, more than Yun Lang imagined, and there are even cars and horses driving on the road.

All these people came to pay tribute to their ancestors?

Dazai's answer is no.

Dazai took the tiger to send him out of the mountain, and he talked along the way, but Yun Lang felt very warm.

After stepping back onto the flat ground below the mountain, Yun Lang's nerves were still tense.

The braid on his head was somewhat harmless, but this was his idea. I guess the bandits and hunters might not think so.

The sika deer beside him was also frightened. It turned his head and ran back several times. Not long after, Yun Lang found that it was following him again. It was probably not stupid. The way back was more dangerous for it than the road ahead.

Two terrified animals set out on the road in fear.

When Yun Lang's thin-soled leather boots stepped on the hard road, he felt like an astronaut took the first step on the moon.

Fortunately, the pedestrians on the road did not pay attention to him, even though he was dragging a pregnant sika deer.

After walking for a while, his fearful heart slowly fell. At most, people here said, "What a handsome little man."

These words came from the carriage, most of which were female voices.

As for those civilians who were dragging sledges or chariots, Yun Lang was dressed in a scholarly manner, which was different from them. Even if one or two young girls looked at Yun Lang for a moment, they would be immediately pulled behind by the old man or Wen.

No one rushed over with a knife and chopped around. Yun Lang was already very satisfied. He put one hand on the sika deer's neck and walked along the road with a warm smile on his face.

Gradually, the wilderness gradually became fewer, and farmland began to appear. Some people with naked bodies worked in the fields and prepared for spring plowing. Even though there were many pedestrians on the road, they ignored them at all.

Yun Lang glanced at it and found that the man was thin and the woman was shriveled, and there was nothing to see.

Yun Lang has heard of the word "The Beauty of Labor" before, but he just cannot associate labor with the beauty of this place.

When lunch time comes, many people sit on the side of the road and eat something that the black Yunlang cannot recognize.

From the appearance, it looks like a dried food made by cooked and then squeezed tightly and dried. There are many light green flocs inside.

In contrast, Yunlang's lunch was much richer. There was a small leather bag on the back of the sika deer. Before leaving, he filled it with a lot of food.

A cold wild vegetable, a piece of cold pork cut into slices, two snow-white noodles, and a pot of wine, the appearance of a low-key noble young man appeared in the eyes of the people of Guizhou.

In fact, Yun Lang is definitely not the only one who pretends to be like this.

People who can enter the thatched pavilion on the side of the road eat and rest basically look like this.

There was a huge fat man next to him. The food in front of him was far more exaggerated than Yun Lang took out. The most conspicuous thing was that this guy placed half of the roasted lamb on the table and chewed it.

Yun Lang actually wanted to have a social relationship here. No matter who he lived in the mountain for half a year, the only person he spoke to was Dazai. He wanted to be strong and pure Han people, at least he had to judge the IQ of these people through communication so that it would be convenient for them to have a pleasant relationship with them in the future.

Yunlang's food was placed on a linen cloth. There was no short table in front of him, so he had to kneel on the linen cloth and eat bite by bit, really making it impossible to eat and not show his teeth.

Such a scene becomes very interesting, a fat man in gold and silver, a clean and beautiful young man, a vulgar meal, and a meal is full of aristocratic elegance.

Immediately, the people who saw this scene all looked at the fat man with disgust, but were full of kindness to Yun Lang.

This is the effect Yun Lang wants. No matter how good a person eats, no one will pay attention to it. If there is a reference object around him, his performance can be raised by at least three levels.

Yun Lang divided a small part of his food, put it in a small wooden box, placed it outside the thatched pavilion, and waved to a five- or six-year-old child who was trying to help his father push the cart, pointed at the food and sat down again to eat.

Yun Lang was about to be vomited by his behavior. If he dared to do this in his world, he would probably be kicked by countless people so that even Grandma Yun could not recognize him.

But, here, it’s different. A handsome young man will give a little reward when he sees a filial child. This is something a scholar must do.

If he is thirsty, he will not drink the water from the stolen spring. This sentence naturally does not apply to Qianshou. The child finally took away the wooden box under the push of his father. When he held the wooden box and kowtowed to Yunlang, Yunlang's face suddenly turned red, but he forced himself to move.

His appearance attracted the laughter of the other scholars, but the laughter was not malicious. He just simply thought that this young man was thin and interesting.

With guilt, Yun Lang added a piece of meat to the wooden box in the child's hand, and pointed at the doe and said, "Can you help me pick some tender grass for the doe? These foods are rewards."

The child looked at the meat with excitement and his eyes were lit. He heard Yun Lang say this, nodded repeatedly, and then quickly carried the wooden box back to his father, holding the wooden box high and asking his father to eat the meat.

The father only ate a small piece and put the rest of the meat in his son's mouth for his son to eat.

He picked the doe's favorite tender grass on the hillside next to him, put it to the doe's mouth, bowed to Yunlang, "Thank you, my husband, for the food."

Yun Lang shook his head and said, "This is not a reward, it is an exchange. You can help me feed the doe and I will give you food. It is very fair."

My father was very dull and didn't know how to answer Yun Lang's words.

A middle-aged man next to him with three long beards smiled and said, "It's not a waste to go out today. The father is kind and the son is filial. The meat eater presents the awards. He should do the best to do the best to follow the rules and make peace with his own way. The people's hearts are harmonious. This shows that His Majesty has a good education.

Young man, can you drink a drink with me?"

Yun Lang stood up and bowed and said, "The elder has invited me, but Yun Lang dares not obey his orders."

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and laughed: "It turns out that he is a descendant of a famous family. But you, Jinyun, has a man who is greedy for food and food, takes advantage of goods and bribes, invades and promotes extravagance, accumulates wealth, and does not care about poverty. The people of the world compare the three evil forces, which is called Taotie.

You should warn it.”

Jinyun's ingenuity is so famous, and no scholar who has read "The Book of the People" does not know it.

This is also the biggest regret of the Jinyun family. No matter who it is, he can be used to scold the Jinyun family's children.

Yun Lang respectfully presented his food and invited the middle-aged man to taste it. The middle-aged man frowned and ate a piece of cold pork. His brows dispersed and looked at Yun Lang and said, "It's true that he is good at food, and he really deserves the reputation of Taotie."

Yun Lang bowed and said, "The ancestors left trouble to the world, and the children and grandchildren tried their best to repay the world. One day, my Jinyun family will still become famous all over the world."

The middle-aged man with three beards laughed and said, "The young man is like a hidden dragon soaring into the abyss, with his own scales and claws flying.

It’s just that you have to do more and say less before you can become famous all over the world. I’m waiting for Yunlang’s name to come back to my ears.”

After saying that, he handed Yun Lang a glass of wine. Yun Lang took it with both hands and drank it all, and then bowed and said, "Jin received the teachings! I dare to ask the elder's name."

The middle-aged man laughed to the sky and said, "Fangcheng, known as the Iron-faced Supervisor, is the name of me."

Yun Lang bowed back. This was a great man's official, so it was hard to continue talking.

After dinner, Yun Lang resigned, and Fang Cheng waved his hand to signal that he could leave.

Seeing Yun Lang leading the sika deer away from the thatched pavilion, a woman in a veil came to Fangcheng and said, "Why did the husband's second son add green eyes?"

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "There is nothing else. The old Qin people's descendants are not wrong to teach them more. It's just that the second son is arrogant and has not asked me for anything. Let's see his future luck."

"Just a poor child."

"Shaojun has always been skilled in embroidery, so can't he see this guy's clothes?"

The woman laughed and said softly: "Of course I saw it. The silk material is good, but it was woven in Western Shu. The Qin people were still black. However, it was most inappropriate for him to wear black. This set of clothes should have been modified with the clothes of elders.

However, the stitches for making clothes are novel and have not yet been seen."

Fang Cheng drank a glass of wine and said, "After the Han Dynasty, Qin gentry, long-term, will naturally suffer a catastrophe, and those who wag their tails and beg for mercy can survive. However, such people cannot be used most without the moral integrity of scholars.

Some of them are unwilling to eat the great Han Lu rice and escape into the deep mountains, while others leave their hometowns and wander around.

However, most of these people are true scholars with noble ambitions, and their children will not be able to get there.

Just a meal, Shaojun should see the difference between the two."

The woman glanced at the obese boy who had forgotten food and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smiled, "Mr.

A glass of wine with the Supervisor Square City will save Yunlang a lot of trouble.

This kind of courtesy only happened in the hut on the roadside, but many people saw it.

The people of Guizhou were farther away from him, and the hunters who were mixed in the crowd also put away some bad thoughts.

Originally, they were waiting for Yun Lang to be alone and wanted to catch him and sell the nobles who like male sex. It is not a secret that the Han nobles prefer male sex. Even His Majesty is still living with Han Yan day and night, and cannot bear to separate. Such a beautiful boy is much more valuable than the same beauty.

Yun Lang naturally didn't know that he was almost kidnapped and was hit by a disaster. After leaving the thatched pavilion, he was still carefully recalling Fang Cheng.

This was the first great Han official he met and communicated with. Judging from his words and deeds, these guys are of high quality.

Such a person is only a small official like the Supervisor, and it seems that Liu Che's subordinates do look a bit full of talents.

"It's not easy to do." Yun Lang sighed.
Chapter completed!