Chapter 104: The Treasure of the Mountain

Even Yun Lang and Huo Qubing envied Cao Xiang very much.

The feeling of being a rich generation is definitely not as good as being a rich generation.

The most unlucky thing is that the rich generation is basically the best.

It doesn't feel good to be a hero.

The whole world has higher requirements for outstanding people, and whether it is morality or talent, they will be placed on the table of the world for personal evaluation.

A subtle stain will usually be placed in infinite...

There will be no worries for many generations of rich people. There is no problem with laziness, prodigality, lust, greed, and bastards, because in the eyes of the world, this is what they should do.

Once there are several generations of rich people who do better than their ancestors, it will be amazing and will immediately become a typical figure of my heroes and heroes.

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

Unfortunately, Yun Lang has never seen several rich generations in Chang'an who can be called prodigal sons. They are like loaches. The more they want to catch them, the faster they will escape.

Wei Kang was the stupidest one among them. He was deceived to the border army. Although he still owes the emperor hundreds of heads of the Huns, no one has used this matter to do it again.

His father Wei Qing killed the Huns on the grassland, and his cousin Huo Qubing even killed the Huns in Hexi.

In addition, after Wei Kang got married, he devoted himself to his life in Shanglinyuan. He also did a very concise job in the Central Army Mansion. Some people have praised him as a young hero.

Yun Lang, Cao Xiang and Huo Qubing entered his house without any need for a message from the messenger. He went straight to the back garden and saw Wei Qing playing the piano in the pavilion. Changping listened like a girl with a red face, and both of them were very focused.

Cao Xiang was most disgusted with his mother as a child. He felt that his mother still looked like this when she was old, which made him feel embarrassed. He dragged Yun Lang and Cao Xiang to the hall to wait.

He is worthy of being a general. He can still watch the piano with his eyes and ears and listen to all directions. He presses his hands on the strings, stopping the last buzzing sound of the strings.

“Since you are here, why are you leaving again?

Come and listen to it and get the restlessness in my heart.”

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

Changping had no good expression on the three of them. Wei Kang wanted to escape, but Cao Xiang held his hand and couldn't leave.

Wei Qing has a deep attainment in the guqin, with melodious sounds and lingering sounds that make people dare not eat meat for March.

In fact, there was no meat to eat, because Changping felt that it was not appropriate to stay in Shanglinyuan, so he planned to take the four of them to Mount Li to eat vegetarian food.

"Three months? Wouldn't you spend the whole winter in the mountains?"

As soon as Cao Xiang asked, his hand was pinched by Changping.

Yun Lang smiled and said, "Why don't we go hunting?"

It is impossible to stay away from home for three months. Yun's family has several major events that need to be decided this winter, especially since the walls of Fugui City have been closed, so some arrangements must be made in Fugui City as soon as possible.

So, Yun Lang's finger was pinched by Changping.

Changping held Cao Xiang's hand with one hand and Yun Lang's hand with the other, but looked at Huo Qubing and said, "What do you say about Qubing'er?"

Yun Lang heard his finger bones clattering, but his face was calm and gentle, unlike Cao Xiang's face, which had already been pulled.

Wei Qing looked at the changes on Yun Lang and Cao Xiang's faces with interest, while preparing to listen to how Huo Qubing responded.

"If the sick child thinks he can't give in. If he gives in, he will be unable to live in the future."

When Changping saw Yun Lang and Cao Xiang, one with a smile on his face and the other with a scream but no intention of obeying, he was a little excited.

Release your hand, retract your hand back to your wide sleeve, and sighed, "It's all about it..."

Wei Qing laughed and said, "I have said a long time ago that we are us, they are them, and each generation is always better than the other. It is the way of heaven.

A certain family is recreated by His Majesty, and it is okay to retreat, but they can get to where they are today, but they earn it themselves.

There is really no need to live a life by looking at people's faces too much."

Yun Lang smiled and said, "A family still needs some backbone. Tolerant and retreat everywhere will only make people look down on it.

If you end up being a jester, that would be bad.”

Changping felt a trembling heart, and looked at Yun Lang and said tremblingly: "Are you dissatisfied with Your Majesty?"

Cao Xiang said: "After all, the nobles still need some dignity. They cannot be waving and leaving like dogs.

We can do nothing, just listen to your Majesty’s decision, no matter what kind of thunder and rain, we will follow.

The child was even ready to learn farming from Alang and go to the hospital to hunt, but he wouldn't starve to death."

Changping was a little panicked and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wei Qing, wanting to get some help from him.

Huo Qubing took out the painting Yun Lang made from his sleeve and handed it to Wei Qing and said, "This is a gift from the three of us brothers to our uncle."

Wei Qing took the scroll with a smile and slowly opened it. He first looked at the bamboo and stone picture, and after looking at it for a long time, he looked at the words mentioned on it.

"Persist in the green mountains and do not relax. The roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of mills and thousands of blows are still strong, and you will be able to wind in the southeast, west and north!

Haha, it’s really suitable for me. I thought that when I was young, I was just a groom under your mother’s disciple... This is really the original root in the broken rock."

Changping held Wei Qing's hand and said, "Heroes don't ask where they come from. You are now my Changping's husband, a role model in the world!"

Wei Qing patted Changping's storm of Qingqi's thunderous hand and said, "Where did you think of it, no one wanted to go against His Majesty, but he would not accept it in the future."

Changping grabbed Wei Qing's hand tightly and refused to let go. Her eyes were silent. She was really desperate. If these people who were closest to her did not advance and retreat with her, the meaning of her life would not exist.

"I will focus on fighting in the future and expand territory for the Han Dynasty, and I will not do what he wants." Huo Qubing took Changping's hand and said seriously.

Changping's eyes are a little more vivid.

Yun Lang also covered his hand on their hands and said, "I will only focus on Fugui City in the future, and my footprints will not exceed Shanglinyuan. I will not do what he wants."

Changping breathed a long breath from his chest, making a loud noise, and he looked at his son with a pleading gaze before he could breathe smoothly.

Cao Xiang hurriedly hugged his mother and said, "In my lifetime, I just want to farm. After planting Shanglinyuan, I go to Luoyang. After planting Luoyang, I go to Shandong. After planting Shandong, I go to Huainan... In short, the child wants to rely on planting to prolong his life by planting wealth."

Changping was tearful and choked and said, "It's better not to ignore political affairs..."

Wei Qing sighed and said, "Now in the Han Dynasty, there are more and more people who are empty talk, and fewer people who are dedicated to practice.

Without the foreign enemy of the Huns, the trend of fighting has been formed, and Your Majesty is becoming increasingly violent and may not tolerate others.

Although it is not a real man to protect himself, it is a wise move. If you have a useful body, it depends on the future.”

Changping could no longer bear it and cried bitterly: "You all do this, what am I? What is it?"

Yun Lang sighed and said, "How can we use the emperor as our goal of loyalty to the Han Dynasty as our goal of loyalty to the Han Dynasty!

The name of relatives of the foreign country is too heavy and will bind our hands and feet.

Our brothers unanimously agreed that the ultimate development of the Han Kingdom was definitely not just to defeat the Huns. The Han Empire gave us brothers the opportunity, so our brothers would give the Han Empire a brilliant future.

The whole family is too petty."

"Small family?" Changping looked at Yun Lang in confusion.

Yun Lang waved his hand, and Huo Guang, who was standing in the distance, immediately ran over with a thick scroll.

Yun Lang took the scroll, slowly opened a planar world map and slowly showed it in front of Changping.

Changping easily found Chang'an from the map, and couldn't help but frown and said, "It's so big of the Han Kingdom?

Is this map real?"

Yun Lang laughed and said, "Hara Bowang is the farthest person I have traveled in the Han Dynasty. You can ask him to see if the map of the Western Regions is correct.

I will always find out if I verify something else slowly in the future.”

“Where did the drawings come from?”

"This is my Northwest Science and Technology treasure for the mountain." Huo Guang said proudly with his chest.

"Give me!"

Changping grabbed the map, wiped away his tears, and then said viciously to everyone present: "Don't leave, just wait for me here!"

Yun Lang smiled and said, "Mother, don't worry. I, Yun's printing workshop, have published 3,000 copies of this picture. The original manuscript should be where His Majesty. At this moment, His Majesty is probably watching."

When Changping saw Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, Cao Xiang seemed not surprised at all, so he threw the map on the ground in anger and said, "You are just hiding it from me, right?"

Cao Xiang smiled wryly and said, "Mother, how long has it been since you entered the study?"

Chang Ping was stunned and said, "Is it in my study?"

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

"You can't remind me?"

"I can't remind you. Every time I see you, my fingers will swell and I can't run too late!"

Changping's spirit seemed to come back all of a sudden. He sat cross-legged on the brocade couch and looked at the people around her and snorted angrily: "It's all the gods killed!"
Chapter completed!