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

Sitting in the bullock cart, Zhao Lang looked at himself getting further and further away from Zhuangzi, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

I didn't have a fixed home in my previous life, so I fell in love with home instead.

Turning his head, he saw Qu sullenly on the side, seeming to be sulking.

Zhao Lang suddenly smiled.

"Go to hell, what do you want to make a face? You don't want to go to the north with Patriarch me?"

Speaking sullenly,

"Patriarch, you are too arrogant to indulge the big dog."

"You go to the north when you need someone. The big dog actually wants to stay on Zhuangzi for millet!"

"This kind of person, you should drive him out of Zhuangzi!"

Zhao Lang immediately understood that it was because of this.

Su had inconvenient legs and feet, and it might be dangerous this time. Zhao Lang only brought some ready-made gunpowder raw materials for spare.

Su didn't leave, Daguo, the first Daqin licking dog, wanted to stay.

Patting to death on the shoulder, Zhao Lang smiled and returned.

"There should always be someone watching at home, and your younger brothers and sisters, you also need to be trained."

"Patriarch, should I let him continue to recruit other people?"

"And Mr. Tian."

Tian's old age became older, and Zhao Lang did not let him run around.

Leave an acre of potato seeds for him to study.

Zhao Lang took Xu Yue, Mr. Huang, and Chen Sheng and Wu Guang from his home near the north.

Of course, they have also been recruiting new farmers.

"One by one, you don't want to stay behind. The big dog wants to stay, isn't it just right."

To die but still angrily said,

"Huh, he won't be my brother anyway."

Zhao Lang suddenly reprimanded softly.

"Naughty."

To death pursed his mouth, silently.

At this moment, Er Hei ran over, holding a small wooden box in his hand, and handing it to Zhao Lang, and said slyly,

"Patriarch, Miss Li is here to bring you something!"

"Miss Li?"

Girl Li is also Li Linger.

Zhao Lang took the wooden box and opened it to see that it was a beautiful handkerchief.

After the other party gave him the title deed last time.

Zhao Lang originally thought that the other party would use this as an excuse to come to him.

But during this period, Li Linger only met him a few times.

Every time I just talked about anecdotes about the countryside.

Unlike Ji Wushuang, who took the initiative, just ate him.

Although I have also guessed that the other party is putting a long line and catching a big fish.

But who is the fisherman, who is the fish.

How do you say it?

Taking out the handkerchief, Zhao Lang's unique fragrance of a girl penetrated his nose.

When I raised my head, I saw that not far away, two Daoist shadows were looking at this side.

When Zhao Lang's motorcade disappeared from sight, Li Linger turned and left with the own maid.

"Girl, why do you have to wait here for him to leave."

The maid asked suspiciously,

"Let's stand here, the son Lang can't see clearly."

Li Linger said lightly,

"This is friendship."

Dry wood and raging fire is love.

Being gentle like water is also affection.

"Friendship?"

The maid can only frown, she can't figure it out.

"Okay, let's go back to Xianyang."

Li Linger said.

Zhao Lang is no longer on Zhuangzi, and she does not need to stay here.

Soon, Li Linger returned to the prime minister’s residence in Xianyang and went directly to the study.

"Father, the daughter is back."

Li Si suddenly smiled when he saw Li Ling'er.

"Ling'er is back. I have worked hard these days."

Li Si asked warmly before asking with some embarrassment.

"Ling'er, how is this going?"

After all, I asked my daughter to attack Zhao Lang, which sounds a bit ugly.Li Linger said indifferently,

"My daughter forced to buy and sell, and finally there was a little friendship."

Hearing this, Liston's eyes lit up and said,

"Good! That's great!"

What is the hardest thing to tell in this world?

It's friendship!

"Father, what is the identity of the son Lang? Make you so hard?"

Li Linger asked.

Li Si thought for a moment, and said,

"Ling'er, it's not good to tell you his identity now."

"In the future, you will naturally know."

Li Ling'er nodded and didn't ask any more.

"The daughter retired."

Li Si was silent for a moment and nodded.

Seeing Li Linger leaving behind, Li Si sighed and said to himself,

"Ling'er, don't blame Dad."

He is the prime minister of the Great Qin Dynasty, but in order to promote the rule of Legalism, he made too many enemies.

The only reliance is the trust of Qin Shihuang.

The hardships are not for outsiders.

Therefore, several of his daughters were married to different princes.

Li Ling'er is his favorite and best daughter.

But now, I can't care about so much.

After Li Ling'er left the study, she felt a little silent in her heart. At the official's house, she had already seen the future of own from several Big sis.

She herself sometimes doesn't know.

For Zhao Lang, is there more friendship or more calculation.

But no matter how you look at it, Zhao Lang is an extremely good choice.

"If he doesn't return for half a year, how many points of my friendship will be left?"

Li Linger murmured.

At this time, outside the palace.

A convoy slowly left the palace.

In a spacious carriage of the convoy, Hu Hai was crying and crying.

"Father doesn't know what's wrong, so rushing, we must be sent to the north, and only a few guards are sent."

"My little arms and legs, what can I do if I'm in danger!"

After a person howled for a while, Hu Hai also felt bored, so he called out.

"Come on, give this prince a hammer back."

Soon, a maid got into the carriage.

Hu Hai got down directly and said,

"Start lightly, I don't like too hard."

Who knows that the maid ignored him, but said,

"Come over and move me a seat!"

Hearing this, Hu Hai was originally in a bad mood, immediately became irritable, turned around and said,

"dog..."

But before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he looked at the maid in front of him, and then called out a strange cry.

"Fuck! Win Yin Man! Why are you here!"

——

More than ten days later.

In Liaodong County in the northeast corner of Daqin, it was already summer, and it was lush and green.

But the refugees who appeared from time to time on both sides of the road made people feel a bit depressed.

A motorcade is walking on the road,

"Well, how come there are so many refugees here? Huren is making trouble again?"

Zhao Lang looked at the refugees and asked Chen Sheng, who was fairly familiar with the north.

"Looking back to the boss, this should be Goguryeo, a little easterly. There are elders from the country of Yan, and they have been restless very early."

"Goguryeo?"

After thinking about it for a while, I quickly reacted.

"It turned out to be the ancestor of the stick who likes to steal...steal."

Zhao Lang almost missed his mouth and asked,

"Da Qin can't even handle this place?"

No, he didn't remember what trouble the stick caused Da Qin.

Chen Sheng returned,

"That's actually not, it's just that the Huren and the Xiongnu have always made small movements these days, and the frontier army is a little tight."

Zhao Lang nodded immediately, and then said to the side with a little more wind and frost to death,

"Go to hell and gather the refugees with families."

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