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

Ten days later, the will of heaven was getting colder.

Dangdang.

With the sound of the thick iron pieces hitting.

There was a loud noise in Xinzhuangzi, or Heming Academy.

Standing on a step, Zhao Lang looked at the teenagers who came out during the break and hurriedly ran back to the classroom. Some memories could not help but appear in his mind.

"I really miss it."

Zhao Lang sighed.

At this moment, the voice of the ram dared to hear from the side,

"Young Master Lang, your teaching method is extremely novel."

"only..."

Zhao Lang smiled.

"Just how?"

Ram dare to say directly,

"It's just too biased. Every student only delves into a small item of a subject. How can this be done?"

"It's like I'm a Confucian student, but I am also proficient in the six arts of gentlemen. Besides, I usually choose other knowledge."

"In this way, we can achieve something in the future."

Zhao Lang nodded his head again and again, and these ram scholars had real talents, and they realized that they were wrong so quickly.

"You are right, but I am in urgent need of manpower, so I can only use this method."

"It will naturally change in the future. Well, after two years, you will know the reason."

He has no time to wait slowly.

To Zhao Lang's explanation, the Yang Yang dared to nod immediately. Now that he had decided to follow, he chose to believe in Zhao Lang.

Of course, the most important thing is the observation of these ten days. He is sure that Zhao Lang has no malicious intent towards these people.

After all, even if he thinks he has no class, he is close to the people.

Nor would I share a bowl of rice with the children of these farmers and give them back vegetables.

Moreover, the learning here is also free, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a kind person.

"Well, don't I remember you have a class today?"

Zhao Lang was curious to dare to say to the Ram,

"Why are you here?"

The Ram dared to be a little embarrassed and said,

"My class is over in the morning, and I'm here to ask for leave."

"In two days, it will be the last big debate of Confucianism, the same is true of Legalism, and Mohism's puzzle solving, we all want to see it."

"Young Master Lang, you go with us. With your eloquence, you will definitely win!"

Zhao Lang smiled,

"Since you want to see it, then go, but I won't go to debate."

Ram dared to feel a little pity in his heart, and returned with a smile,

"Then I will tell others."

Although he doesn't care about this, this time the rare great debate between Confucianism and Legalism is about to end, and Mohism will solve mysteries.

Of course it will arouse curiosity.

Anyway, I have to participate in the puzzle solving of the Mohist school.

It doesn't matter.

You can just go to the own teacher.

Strangely speaking, the teacher did not come back since he went to Xianyang last time.

Had it not been for someone to pass a letter, Zhao Lang would have thought what had happened to the teacher.

As Zhao Lang was thinking, Mr. Bai walked over with Wang Tiezhu.

"First..."

Zhao Lang didn't want to bear the honorific words of the old man, and before Mr. Bai had finished speaking, he went back.

"Does Mr. Bai also want to go to the city to see Mohist puzzle solving?"

"Well, let me tell Fober and let him arrange the car for you."

After Zhuangzi repaired it, the owner Liu and the others left.

Juzi hesitated, then nodded.

"Okay, Mr. Bai, see you then, I have to go to work for a while,"

After Zhao Lang greeted him, he left. He has given his little knowledge of the air to the other party these days.

As for the other formulas, there is really no way to teach them.

I don't want Mr. Bai to call himself a gentleman.Zhao Lang is still a little self-aware, so he can only leave.

Looking at the back of Zhao Lang leaving, Tie Zhu said with some curiosity,

"Juzi, when do you plan to tell Gongzilang about your identity?"

"Anyway, Young Master Lang will also participate in the puzzle solving, when you see Lu Bansuo, you will definitely have questions."

After all, this is the secret of the Mohist school, how could an ordinary carpenter have such a thing.

Juzi said slowly,

"Don't worry, when he saw Lu Bansuo, he naturally understood."

"And it doesn't matter. The most important thing is to see if Mr. can unlock the secret of that fetish."

"This is the most important."

Tie Zhu nodded seemingly.

Early the next morning, Zhao Lang set off with the Confucian scholars, and Mr. Bai left yesterday.

But after more than an hour, he arrived at the gate of the city.

It was just blocked when I was about to go in.

An extremely magnificent motorcade blocked the gates.

"Who is it?"

The Ram dared to look at the horse caravan not far away, and said strangely,

"These clothes don't look like Da Qin's clothes."

"And why are these people holding sticks in their hands?"

Zhao Lang took a look, and felt that these services were familiar.

At this time, someone on the side explained kindly,

"Wait with peace of mind. These are the missions of Goguryeo. I heard that there are princes inside."

"Prince? The Mission?"

Rams dare a few people are a little confused,

"Winter is coming soon, how come there will be delegations coming? Don't they want to go back?"

When Zhao Lang heard Goguryeo, the prince's eyes narrowed slightly.

He could kill Prince Koguryo!

This mission is here now! Saying that it won't affect him, he doesn't believe it!

If the other party attacked him in front of Emperor Shi, he would have no one in front of him, so it would be hard to deal with!

After all, he killed the prince of a country, and there was indeed not much evidence in his hands.

He must go to the Taiwei Mansion where Daqin is in charge of military affairs!

See if you can get any news!

After all these carriages entered, Zhao Lang and others also entered one by one.

"Young Master Lang, I'll wait for tomorrow to go to a school together. It doesn't matter if you don't."

Ram dared to make the last effort, he didn't want Zhao Lang's talents to be buried in this way.

Tomorrow's Confucian debate should have Zhao Lang's place!

At this time, Zhao Lang is still thinking about these things. Back,

"It's okay, I have some chores, you just go."

The Ram dared to leave with a bit of a pity.

Zhao Lang didn't hesitate, and immediately went to the location of the Xianyang Taiwei Mansion.

Hi and others also hurriedly followed.

No one noticed that at the gate of the city, two dark boys were looking at their backs.

"Hey? Was that the Patriarch just now?"

Er Hei asked with some confusion.

They followed each other's convoy all the way back to Xianyang.

I didn't dare to get too close when I entered the city.

But found a familiar figure.

"Remove it! It's the Patriarch!"

Speaking of death with extreme certainty.

"Why is Patriarch becoming handsome again?"

Erhei got confused, and then excitedly said,

"Fuck brother, then what are we waiting for? Hurry up!"

Going to die white and two black glances,

"What's the hurry, first find out where these convoys live, and know this information, so I can tell the owner of the house!"

Erhei could only sigh.

Honestly followed.

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