Chapter 161 Who is the great hero?

The tiger hates the sika deer that always leans on him, and has never liked it since the beginning.

As long as the sika deer dares to come over, it will definitely be slapped away.

Today is different. Yun Lang passed by the tiger's lying twice and found that the sika deer was leaning gentlely against the tiger, which was very quiet, with her head resting on the tiger's tail. The tiger was not angry at all, and continued to lie down like that, without moving its tail.

When he passed by the third time, Yun Lang felt something was wrong. Because the tiger was listless, he came to the tiger and squatted down and scratched his chin.

On weekdays, as long as Yun Lang's hand falls on the tiger's chin, the tiger will happily raise its head, so that Yun Lang can catch it more vigorously.

Today, his head was still hanging on his front paws, and he was indifferent to Yun Lang's scratching.

Seeing this, Yun Lang walked behind the tiger and patted the old sika deer. He put his hand on the sika deer's neck and found that the deer was dead... his body was stiff.

The tiger's body was wet, it was the dew from last night. He hated wetting his fur on weekdays... And last night, he seemed to have been waiting for the sika deer for one night.

When the servants carried the sika deer away and buried it, the tiger got up. Without even looking at the sika deer being carried away, he twisted his body on the main building and stood on the platform full of sunshine and shook his fur vigorously. Water mist splashed everywhere, and even a small rainbow appeared in the place where the sunlight shone.

"Husband, are you very sad?" Su Zhi asked in a low voice, holding Yun Lang's hand.

"I'm not sure if the tiger has such an emotion, but it seems that he is really not happy."

"I'll prepare two pairs of pig livers for the tiger."

Yun Lang nodded and saw the tiger going downstairs again and slowly walked towards Mount Li. The tiger walking in the sun had colorful fur and was as quiet as a true king.

The mountain wind roared, and the roar of tigers came from the valley, and the birds flew everywhere were frightened by tigers.

Yun Lang heard an irrepressible anger from the tiger's roar...

The emperor was angry and buried in millions of corpses and bleeding thousands of miles!

"So, your tiger is now killing in Mount Li?"

Gillian's fingers were still so white and slender, and the teacup carved with jade fell on her fingertips, making each other feel round.

"The deer was also caught by a tiger to eat meat, but I found that the deer had milk. I was seriously injured at that time, so my mentor fed me with deer milk. Only then did he survive and breastfeeding, so he naturally could not kill her to eat meat. I kept her and died of old age today."

Yun Lang likes to chat with Gillian very much. Today is a rare sunny day, and we are having a cup of tea together by the lotus pond.

"Can a remnant of the previous dynasty make you, the Marquis of the Great Han, remember?"

"The grace of saving lives is greater than that of heaven. Not to mention that my mentor saved me, even if a stone saved me, I will wash it clean and put it on the altar to commemorate my life."

It is actually very comfortable to say something about meticulous on sunny days, and Yun Lang is too lazy to be lying at this time.

"How many times have I saved you?" Gillian asked disdainfully.

Yun Lang shook his head and said, "I don't remember, it seems that there is no one?"

Gillian smiled and said, "Ignorance! By the way, I ask you something, how long do you think you can live?"

Yun Lang frowned and thought for a while, "I want to live to be over 80 years old, but I don't know if God will give me this face."

"Life is rare in seventy years, you are too greedy."

"This world is so beautiful, I don't want to leave early."

"So you should study diet and medical skills?"

"Yes, if you can live one more day, you can watch the excitement of one more day. It's better to live a life than to die. This is my lack of hope."

"How long do you think I can live?"

"I don't know, but how long a person can live depends mainly on luck. A noble person will be rich and prosperous in his life, and he will be lucky when he encounters disaster. His luck will not be too bad."

Gillian laughed, stood up and looked at Fugui City and said, "There are more and more towers in the city."

Yun Lang smiled and said, "The noble man might as well move into the city to live. Although the Changmen Palace is luxurious, it is still a little quiet."

Gillian shook her head and said, "This is the house given to me by Ah Yu. Although I built it with gold, it is also the house given to me by him. I will not be bothered by living it for the rest of my life."

Yun Lang sighed: "Choose one person to love each other and choose a city to live for a long time is also a beautiful scenery, which is a bit sad."

Gillian looked at Yun Lang with a smile and said, "I like Ah Yu, it has nothing to do with whether he likes me or not. I just don't think that the love I gave when I was a child and I was young, I lost my support. Life is only a hundred years old, and there must be a good story to make the world believe that lovers will always have a good result.

Don’t let people in the future be harmed by people like you.”

Yun Lang hesitated for a moment and said, "No farming is not stable, no businessman cannot be rich. No businessman should be Mingxiao's noble person?"

"Well, I heard you say it a few times, and I have some impression that you can continue to lie to me so that you can make your Yun Family Money House more reasonable."

Yun Lang did not argue and continued: "If a country wants to become rich, the first thing to do is to make the country lively.

Therefore, I am working hard to promote the concept of goods to the world. If you can eat the good fruits from Lingnan in Chang'an and see the furs from the north, this means that there are merchants operating in both north and south, which is considered to have initially achieved the purpose of trading.

If the northern fur can be exchanged for the good fruits in Lingnan, I think this will basically achieve the goal of being the whole world.

If you want to achieve the goal of connecting the world with money, you must continue to follow up and make the people accustomed to trading with coins instead of bartering them. In this way, the state can achieve the goal of allocating the world through currency.

A unified state must have means of unification. In addition to the same text and type of identity, there will also be intimidation from military forces and constraints from economic forces.

What Dong Zhongshu is doing now is cultural identity, and what His Majesty is doing is military intimidation. What I have to do is to tie the territory of our Han Dynasty together through mutual communication, so that those ambitious people cannot be divided. Even if they are divided, they will not last long and will be gathered together sooner or later.

If the world can be divided for a long time and will be united, Yun Lang can be buried in the grave with peace of mind, and there is no regret."

Gillian sighed and said, "Why don't you say this to Your Majesty? You must know that Your Majesty has been looking forward to talking to you for a long time."

Yun Lang smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty is like a fire, but what I do is a terrazzo work. Once you get a match between me and Your Majesty, conflicts will inevitably break out, and there is no benefit to what we want to do.

If I communicate through noble people, I will have a space for thinking when I talk to Your Majesty across the air, so that I will not make Your Majesty angry when you see my face, and then ruin the conversation between us.

Those who understand these things are more important than those who understand. The bottom-up reforms have too much resistance, and the top-down reforms will be much smoother. Unfortunately, those who launch such reforms generally have no good ending, such as Li Kui, Wu Qi, and Shang Yang...

The Weichen was not ready to sacrifice himself, so he had to do things in such a way that he was not up or down."

A Jiao looked at Yun Lang in a daze and said, "You are the first person I have seen who can speak so righteously about being timid and afraid of death.

A man is born in the world, and he is worthy of the sky, and he is not ashamed of the earth. He is lit up and there is wind and thunder, so he sits on the wind and rain to recover. This is how he does a great thing."

Yun Lang swallowed and said, "I'm afraid this kind of person will not survive for three days before His Majesty?"

Gillian frowned for a long time before lamenting, "It's true, let's live. Let me tell you one thing. Guo Jie's defeat in Ximengkou and more than 500 people were burned to death by a fire from the Barbarian King. Your disciple dug out the Lu River and flooded the people into a marsh country. Now the army gathers on the edge of the Lu River, preparing to wait for the flood to recede, and continue to advance towards the Dian Kingdom."

Yun Lang sighed and said, "Why was Guo Jie defeated?"

Gillian sneered and said, "It sounds better than the defeat of King Changshan?"

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