Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

It is getting late, and the setting sun hangs on the horizon like a salted duck egg yolk.

Smoke began to rise above Zhuangzi, and the teenagers trained to eat as usual.

The servants also perform their duties.

Standing on the steps, Qin Shihuang looked at the vibrancy of Zhuangzi, and said to a few people on the side,

"You said, if our Daqin, everyone can be like the people in this village, how good is it not to worry about food and clothing?"

Li Si said with a smile,

"Your Majesty, how much effort has been put into this Master Zhuangzi to maintain this."

"However, with these potatoes, it is possible for Daqin to starve to death in more than ten years."

Qin Shihuang sighed silently, for more than ten years.

Qin Shihuang stopped talking until he watched the sun set and night fell.

He brought people back to the room.

Sitting on the chair, looking at the pile of potatoes in the room, he was dazed.

"Your Majesty, if nothing happens, the minister will resign."

Li Si saluted at this time.

Qin Shihuang recovered and said,

"I want Lang'er to go to the north to practice."

Hearing this, several people were stunned almost at the same time, Li Si said directly,

"Your Majesty, don't do it!"

Qin Shihuang immediately looked at Li Si,

"I remember, you are not close to Lang'er, why are you so excited?"

Li Si cleaned up his clothes, which was a kind of admonishment, and then he said in a deep voice,

"Your Majesty, the minister has no personal relationship with the son Lang."

"But in just a few months, the things the son has offered have been extremely helpful to Da Qin!"

"The Northland is not peaceful now, and Goguryeo is also ready to move."

"How can such a great talent venture to the North?"

After hearing this, Qin Shihuang did not comment, but asked Zhao Gao,

"Zhong Shuling, do you think so too?"

Zhao Gao pondered for a while before saying,

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that what the Prime Minister said is reasonable."

"The young man is agile in thinking, and the technique of organizing skills, even without a teacher, he can reach the pinnacle."

"In the future, there will definitely be more sophisticated organ techniques. For such a talented person, it is indeed a risk to go to the north."

"Your Majesty, the gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."

Qin Shihuang nodded, seemed to agree, then looked at Wang Jian.

"Wu Chenghou, what do you think."

Wang Jian has been thinking about it for a long time, and at this time he has a conclusion in his heart, saying,

"Your Majesty, the old minister is just a martial artist, but he also knows the truth that jade can't be a weapon."

Liston frowned when he was about to refute, when he heard Qin Shihuang say,

"The prime minister, now with Lang'er's talents, can you take any position?"

Li Si was taken aback, hesitated, and said,

"The Daqin craftsman should be the first choice."

Qin Shihuang nodded and looked at Zhao Gao again.

"What do you think."

Zhao Gao gritted his teeth and returned,

"This... the minister only looked at Zhuangzi's situation, thinking that if the son was ruining the same place, it shouldn't be a problem."

Without waiting for Qin Shihuang to ask, Wang Jian returned.

"If in the old minister's army, the son Lang can lead fifty soldiers."

Qin Shihuang couldn't help but sneered at this moment.

"So, my Lang'er, in the eyes of Er Waiting, is just a craftsman, a magistrate, and a tutor?"

Li Si said,

"Your Majesty, the way of the emperor, how can we compare it like this..."

Qin Shihuang said indifferently,

"The prime minister wants to teach me how to be a king?"

Li Si was shocked, knelt down and said,

"The minister dare not!"

Qin Shihuang thought for a while and said,"Fine, tomorrow I will ask Lang'er personally to see how he decides."

"You all get back."

Several people saluted and retired.

Sitting alone in the room, Qin Shihuang picked up a potato.

My heart is also extremely tangled.

He saw Zhao Lang's ability and said that he was not worried about Zhao Lang's safety.

But in Daqin, military officials such as Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, Wang Ben, etc., which one is not the fierce generation?

Otherwise, it would not be possible to lay down these tens of thousands of miles for Da Qin.

The literary minister Zhao Gao Lisi is a man of deep scheming.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Zhao Lang is naturally unparalleled in wit.

But in the eyes of Qin Shihuang, it was still a little immature.

If he has more than ten years, he can naturally cultivate slowly.

But now...

Of course, all this depends on Zhao Lang's own choice.

If you don't have the determination and courage, everything is just a passing moment.

"Lang'er, this is what you want to make, so don't let Dad down."

Qin Shihuang muttered to himself while holding the potatoes.

At this time, in Wang Jian's room.

He is holding a weirdly shaped spear, wiping it gently, as if he is his best partner.

"The treasure of the leader of the military family, I have been following the old man for a long time, but I haven't seen blood for a long time."

"Whether you can be born this time depends on how Langer chooses."

Zhao Gao's room.

Zhao Gaozheng said to himself with a little sigh,

"Young Master Lang, the old slave tried his best."

"Your Majesty, too, this north is now uneasy. What if there is something wrong?"

"You don't agree to go to the north tomorrow, stay in Xianyang, and wait for your majesty... um... to have a chance!"

Li Si's room.

In the huge room, only one lamp was lit, and it looked a little gloomy.

"After today, your Majesty should not doubt me anymore."

"If you want to make a big thing, you have to go to the north, and even to the south at the end."

"Well, Ling'er, Ling'er, it's up to you as a father."

Zhuangzi's night is quiet, but it is a pity that everyone has their own minds.

Early the next morning.

Zhao Lang refreshedly got up under the wait of Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu.

Yesterday, I earned five Zhuangzi for nothing, and my mood is naturally very good.

Hmph, his father must have family possessions, not to mention, it is this private salt business that is the big head.

He must work harder!

Go to the cafeteria and get a bowl of chicken soup and an egg.

Zhao Lang is ready to show his courtesy.

When I knocked on the door and went in, I found that the cheap daddy's team was all there.

"Morning, teachers and uncles."

Zhao Lang said hello obediently, then put the chicken soup and egg in front of Qin Shihuang, and said with a smile,

"Father, drink while it's hot."

Qin Shihuang took it smoothly, was about to drink, but unconsciously remembered what happened last time.

Silently put down the chicken soup first, Qin Shihuang asked,

"Lang'er, father has something to ask you."

"There are some problems in the salt farm business north of my home, I want you to check it out."

"It's just that there is some uneasiness in the north now, it may be a little dangerous, but it is for you to know."

"what do you think?"

After Qin Shihuang finished speaking, everyone looked at Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang's eyes brightened, and he thought about how to intervene in the family's business. Here is the opportunity?

But, what does his father mean when there is danger in the north?

At this moment, two options emerged in front of Zhao Lang.

"One: choose to go and reward the salt purification method."

"Two: Choose not to go, and reward a few Mohists."

(There are two more updates, just if it might be late.)

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