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Chapter 13 Be a learned person

Ironing, running, being abused by tigers, being praised by Dazai, and being relied on by doe is Yunlang’s current life.

Life is very fulfilling, there is simply no time to feel lonely.

In addition to Dian Zai who didn’t know where to find it, he even squeezed Yun Lang’s last free time.

The only trouble is that the seals are all written in big seal characters, which is more complicated and difficult to understand than the small seal.

Not because of how complicated he is, but because this thing is very eye-catching.

Dazhuan is also known as plain script, hieroglyphics, and complicated fonts. When you lose your mind, you will see the wrong image. Unlike the right and wrong of the text order in later generations, it does not affect the reading experience much.

Depends on the font to judge the meaning. How can the reading speed be faster?

I don’t understand the direction of Dazai for advice. Dazai can always give the answer. After asking for advice more times, Yunlang found out that Dazai was also guessing.

Because there is no such thing as a dictionary for comparison, Dazai is very at ease to fool the clouds.

The biggest disadvantage of guessing words is that most of the conclusions drawn are nonsense.

Yunlang believes that before Li Si did not make Xiao Zhuan, there should be many people who knew Da Zhuan.

Learning has always been an expensive high-end goods, and people who have devoted all their life to research have been outstanding in different dynasties.

Clever Yunlang took out several different articles, and then compared the same words in them, and confirmed them one by one, and finally confirmed that he was the mainstream, and then solemnly wrote on the new wooden tablet, and marked the corresponding Lishu.

This is equivalent to compiling a dictionary. It is a water milling effort and takes a very long time.

The mountain forest in winter is quiet and peaceful. After the residual snow turns into ice layer, the blue mist mist covers the mountain forest.

A masked leather boy suddenly came out of a path, not waiting to stand firm, the foot that stepped on the ground began to exert force, crushed thin ice, leaned forward, and straightened his body as the leg bent. Shot out.

Followed closely, and a colorful tiger appeared quietly from behind him. The huge body flew into the sky, shaking off the fallen leaves on the branches.

The two big claws stretched out almost touched the back of the teenager.

The boy was not panicking, but his body that ran forward forward suddenly turned abruptly on the flat ground, leaving the tiger empty.

Watched the tiger rush into the haystack, the young man laughed and ran to the end along the rugged path.

The tiger pulled his head out of the messy grass, slapped the sika deer standing on the side and watched the lively sika deer, and continued to stare at the teenager ’s back.

The stone house is in front of him, Yun Lang once again accelerated his running speed. In any case, he does n’t want to let the king ’s tongue fall on his face again. This guy killed a wild boar yesterday and ate the whole organs, including The wild boar hasn’t excreted clean stool.

Huxiao Mountain Forest is definitely not an exaggeration. The Huxiao coming from behind has the effect of intimidating the soul and scaring people. Yun Langming knows that this is the king’s slapstick, and he still pauses involuntarily under his feet.

Don’t wait for his second effort, a strong wind pressure pushed him a step forward, the center of gravity was gone, and was pushed to the ground by the forward force.

Just finished the curling motion, and a large paw covered with muddy water pressed heavily on his head.

The tiger turned him over skillfully, and a huge tiger head was attached to his face. The red and white tongue was tingling in the red. The tingling began to lick the lard on his masked cloth.

After eating the lard, the tiger had no interest in Yunlang. The lazy tiger squatted on the ground, and its huge belly fluctuated. This violent exercise just now was not easy for its king in the mountain.

“Your damsel actually took the short cut!”

Yun Lang climbed up angrily and shouted at the tiger.

Tiger opened his mouth and yelled.

Yun Lang said angrily: “There is only a little sugar, and I’m also a braised pork fart.”

The tiger seemed to know that he was justified. He rubbed Yun Lang’s ribs under his head. Yun Lang pushed away with anger, and with a whistle, the doe that had been overturned by the tiger ran over.

A light cyan haze sticks to the exposed skin, causing acupuncture-like pain.

Yunlang ran quickly and wanted to enter the warm stone house quickly. If this ghost weather is not thrown out by Dazai, he will not masochize anyway.

Was thrown out by Dazai early in the morning. After returning, the stone house was very strange.

Dazai sat upright on the edge of the fire pit, wearing a white deer skin skin bonnet, wearing a plain suit, wearing a waist band, holding a cane made of hazel, as majestic as a **** in the sky.

When Yun Lang came back with tiger sika deer, he pointed to a shit-yellow shirt on the bed and asked Yun Lang to put it on.

“Today’s Wax Festival, I will sacrifice the sky for the First Emperor, you wear a folk costume.”

Yun Lang nodded, wearing the ugly shirt and wearing the hat without any hesitation. Both of these things symbolize the color of the plants after autumn.

Cao Min said this factor.

It is said that the Great Qin Empire did not have a Chinese New Year. The beginning of each year begins in October, and September is the end of the year.

The calendar before Daqin was not like this. The emperor of the first emperor believed in “Five Virtues and the Last Saying”, and then it became what it is now.

This is a standard calendar developed along with the growth cycle of crops.

Yunlang believes that it is very important to go into the countryside and follow the customs, there is no need to spend any years in this era.

There are only two people here. Dazai wants to play the emperor, and Yun Lang has to play the grass-roots. As for another important role, the corpse, he has to give it to the tiger.

“The soil returns to its house. (Don’t run around rammed soil, stay on the foundation of the house.)

The water returns to its gullies (the water must return to the ditch, do n’t overflow),

Insect Chong Bu Zuo (all pests die),

Vegetables are in their own right (weeds, thorns, please grow into the water, do not come to the field). “

The ceremony was very simple, Dazai sang a sentence, Yun Lang sang a sentence with it, and finally the two sang together together once it was over.

The tiger is the most comfortable. Although the crown of the head is worn, the small table in front of the head is filled with cold pork prepared by Yunlang yesterday.

Corpse is the most important part of the wax festival.

This is because the ghosts and gods are “invisible to hear, invisible to see”. When they return to their homes, they look up at the rafters and look down at a few cases. The used utensils are still there, but they are gone. All kinds of emptiness, loneliness, and coldness, so they need to be replaced by “corpses”.

In short, the tiger character is the best in this large wax festival.

According to Dazai’s sorrow, when the sacrifice is over, the music of bells and drums is suspended, “Blessing” announces the completion of the ceremony, the gods are all drunk, and it is time to return to heaven.

At this time, the band rang the bells and drums again and sent the “corpse” and the souls of their ancestors on their way home; the cooks and waitresses withdrew their offerings, and everyone began to prepare a feast.

For this reason, he also sang a sad song “Book of Songs · Xiaoya Chutz”

Etiquettes are prepared, bells and drums are abstained,

Filial piety Sun Gongzhu, Gong Zhu told.

The **** is drunk and the emperor’s body is loaded,

Bells and drums send corpses, the **** guards return home.

The wives of the princes, it ’s not too late,

Fathers and brothers, remarks Yan private.

After enjoying a good day, it is difficult to eat bran pharyngeal. Yunlang accompanied Dazai after drinking a large bowl of sour wine, so he buried himself in a meal and listened to Dazai talk about the past.

“In the year of the old man, the grandfather was not dead, there were still two hundred servants. Every time the wax festival, the family was bustling.

The wax festival is magnificent, and it is not the misfortune of today, etc …

The grandfather was drunk and suffering, thumped his chest, his feet were full, all the guests hated Zhao Gao, Li Si and so on …

Zhao Gaoya, who was my great Qin foundation, killed my hundred and two Qinguan competitors, and Zhang Hanya, both of them were thieves, and it was especially effective when he was a son of a broken son …

Yun Lang, remember, once you meet the descendants of the two thieves in another day, punish it, punish it! “

Dazai said, Yun Lang promised, in short, the descendants of Xiang Yu, Zhao Gao, Zhang Hand died in the latrine, or died on the street, and the method of death was very different.

Yunlang is very experienced with people who drink high, and what they say at this time is basically fart. As long as they nod, they will be more interested under the action of alcohol and can tell more secrets buried in their hearts. .

Yunlang didn’t dare to borrow alcoholic phrases. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Heaven knows if this kind of wine that is lighter than mash can make Dazai drunk. If this guy is crazy about wine, it will be in trouble.

Facts have proved that Dazai’s liquor is not good at all. After drinking seven or eight bowls of mash, he was drunk. He lay on the ground and played a dead dog. he.

It took a lot of effort for Yunlang to move Dazai to bed, and he looked at Dazai, who was snoring like thunder.

Shit, this old guy finally let go of his guard.

Drinking is not like Dazai drinking it.

Especially at this time, the wine is full of lees. This thing is sour and astringent in the mouth. It must be filtered through a sieve and heated to drink.

The sieve is cloudy, he carefully sifts out the lees floating in the syrup, and then pours it into the jar and hangs it on the fire pit.

Added a little frosting to it, and then sat on the edge of the fire pit with his hands holding his knees and stared at the dark red charcoal fire.

When drinking, the mood is the best appetizer. When you are happy, you can drink three liters and be heroic, and Qin is not a big deal with Mrs. Xu’s dagger.

Can also drink eight buckets in pain, and then see what is sad, and finally recite the eternal tragedy.

The most boring way of drinking is when the mood is not bad or not, when you drink, you feel that the wine is so bad …

Yun Lang’s mood is not good or bad. He is ready to brew, and he must be happy or sad.

The day is high, and before the afternoon, Yun Lang will be drunk. There is no alcohol-like liquor, just like the most shameless assassin, and you will be put down unconsciously.

Dazai turned over and sat up, looking strangely at the sounding Yunlang. After a long sigh, he fell asleep again.