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

The son is back!

The servants passed one by one.

The whole Zhuangzi woke up soon!

The original people on Zhuangzi naturally wanted to say hello to Zhao Lang.

The new servants also want to see what the son who is often mentioned looks like.

As a result, everyone walked out of the house, and the doorway was instantly crowded.

The repeated greetings are even more endless.

Zhao Lang Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and took Xiao Qi off his body.

This girl's figure seems to be better!

It's also more annoying.

Although he doesn't mind being entangled, it's not good to be in front of so many people after all.

Then coax Xiao Jiu who didn't have time to jump on the side.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Fu rushed out with a few people from the Heifu.

"My son! You are back!"

With tears in his eyes, Fu Bo came to Zhao Lang's side.

Looking at Fu Bo's excitement, Zhao Lang was also extremely moved.

If anyone in this world treats him most sincerely, that must be Fu Bo first!

I have taken care of Zhao Lang for more than ten years without any complaints!

Such a servant was unthinkable in his previous life.

Even the cheap daddy own would have to give in in front of Fu Bo, after all, his cheap daddy usually only comes back every few months.

Of course, Zhao Lang can also understand his father's responsibility to take care of the family business, and Fu Bo is also arranged by the other party.

However, in Zhao Lang's mind, no one is as reliable as Fu Bo!

Thinking of this, Zhao Lang took the initiative to hold Fu Bo's hand and said with a smile,

"Uncle Fu, don't get excited, haven't I come back?"

He didn't want Fu Bo to be agitated or make any mistakes.

Fubo also suppressed own excitement and returned,

"Yes, yes, it will be fine if the son comes back."

Then he turned his head and said to the person squeezed at the door,

"All scattered! What are you squeezing at the door? Don't let the son in!"

Fu Bo yelled several times, and then everyone gave way.

Zhao Lang saw a lot of familiar faces in the crowd, but he also found a lot of people missing.

Don't worry, it's getting late now, and it won't be too late tomorrow.

Speaking to Fu Bo,

"Fu Bo, in the carriage behind, it is my guest. You can arrange it for me."

Fubur nodded suddenly.

Xi will make Zhuangzi's people on the spider web look at each other without worrying too much.

"My son, you have suffered outside, and you have lost weight."

"I'll be back this time, but I have to stay at home and recuperate."

Uncle Fu was talking about as he walked.

Zhao Lang listened with a smile.

There should be two sounds from time to time.

Of course he knew that he was not only thin, but also strong.

But in the eyes of Forber, he must still be the silly boy who needs his care.

Listening to these words, in the bottom of Zhao Lang's heart, the slaughter that had been contaminated outside was cold and invisibly dispelled a lot.

When Uncle Fu finished speaking, Zhao Lang asked with a smile.

"Fu Bo, why didn't I see the two teachers."

When he came back from a long trip, he still had to visit the two teachers.

Forber returned,

"The two gentlemen are not in Zhuangzi now. I heard that there is something big in Xianyang recently."

"Even the artisans who have been repairing Zhuangzi for us have gone to the city."

Zhao Lang nodded immediately, and he also remembered that when he was in Liaodong, Fan Xiliang, a disciple of the Mo family, gave him something similar to an admission ticket.

At that time, go and see if you can have something to do with the Mo Family.

The main reason is that the Mohist school and him are too complementary.

Just think about it, the farmer takes care of the grain and lays a solid foundation.

The Mohist school engages in technology and Ascension strength.

Cheap daddy gives money.

In addition, he now has the military power in his hand.

The foundation of this rebellion is thick and tight!

"By the way, Fu Bo, did they come back to death?"

Zhao Lang then asked.

"Go to death those boys haven't come back."

Fu Bo shook his head.

"Then, did someone named Qin Lao come to Zhuangzi?"

They did not arrive, Zhao Lang could still understand.

This kid led people on the grasslands outside Liaodong.

It is estimated that it will take a lot of time to get the letter into his hands.And these people must come back together.

But Old Qin, he had already sent someone to deliver the letter. He still cared about the body of the cheap old man.

This has been going on for several months, how come I have to come to Zhuangzi.

"Old Qin?"

Uncle Fu thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized that,

"Well, someone came to send a message before, saying that after the master of Zhuangzi came back, he went to Xingtang in Xianyang to find him."

Xingtang is the largest medical clinic in Xianyang.

Zhao Lang suddenly understood that it must be Qin Lao who couldn't help himself, and went to the hospital to treat his illness and save others.

This is really the kindness of doctors.

In this way, I really have to go to Xianyang.

After all, the sickness of the cheap old man can't be delayed.

Soon, at the door of own yard, Uncle Fu told Zhao Lang,

"My son, I have been running around for so many days, so take a good rest first."

"I'll talk about something tomorrow."

I said to Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu on the side,

"Take good care of your son!"

The two had long been thinking about Zhao Lang, and now Zhao Lang belonged to them, and of course they should be together.

Before Uncle Fu left, Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu shouted cheerfully.

Then prepare to wash Zhao Lang.

Soon, Zhao Lang lay comfortably in the hot water tub.

"comfortable."

Zhao Lang sighed.

After I went out, I was basically running around.

Even in Zhuangzi in Liaodong, he has never been so relaxed, Xiaoyu is still an outsider after all.

Not as caring as Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu.

"My son, why do you have scars here!"

Xiao Qi, who was helping Zhao Lang rub his back, suddenly screamed.

Zhao Lang glanced at him. He was injured in Liaodong.

Although he used Qin's care, he resisted the special soldiers' physique.

But still scars are inevitably left.

"Well, it's okay, man, what can I do without a scar."

Zhao Lang returned with a smile.

Xiao Jiu said distressedly at this time,

"My son, if you go out later, take us, we are amazing now!"

"We can definitely protect you!"

Xiao Qi nodded seriously, too.

"We have already practiced the skills that the white girl gave us."

Of course Zhao Lang knew that Ji Wushuang only taught them some basic body opening postures.

But he still knows this piece of mind, so he smiled.

"How powerful is it?"

Xiao Qi snorted suddenly and said,

"Master, don't underestimate me!"

"Let me show you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Lang's consent, he demonstrated in the room.

Zhao Lang only saw Xiao Qi directly kick and split, and he leaned against the wall.

Then followed by one flipping backwards!

The whole person is so soft!

Soon, Xiao Qi practiced aside, panting with a bit of pride, and said,

"My son, Xiao Qi is amazing!"

Zhao Lang was already stunned at this time, and his eyes fluctuated up and down with Xiao Qi.

"awesome!"

"Hi, Xiao Qi, you seem to have grown up! Let the son come to check your body!"

A few people frolicked for a while, Zhao Lang finally relaxed completely, of course he still resisted.

Just chatting with the two of them,

"Little Qi, what time do you think it is now?"

Xiao Qitian really came back,

"It's already night."

"Well, today is not an ordinary night."

"What night is that?"

At this time, Zhao Lang deliberately said with a bit greasy,

"It's the son I miss your night."

"Oh! The son is good or bad!"

"The son is eccentric! There is also Xiao Jiu!"

"Well, Xiao Jiu, do you know what kind of meal the son ate today?"

"What kind of food did the son eat?"

"I want you to obediently."

"Oh, son~~"

Amidst the laughter, the night became thicker.

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