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

Although winter is also one of the four seasons, for the common people, winter is the slowest.

Probably because the people want winter to pass earlier, so they seem tormented.

Of course, time passed as usual, finally reaching the boundary between winter and spring.

Outside the city of Xianyang, Heming Academy.

Zhao Lang is seeing them off to death. Now the weather is much better than before, and they are ready to go.

Well, as for Ji Wushuang, who dared to set off on a snowy day, he couldn't be measured by ordinary people's standards.

"Go to death, this time I let you take away some young people. After returning to Liaodong, I want you to increase your strength as soon as possible."

"Big Cat, you have to organize all the people on Zhuangzi and strengthen training."

"Tell Wangcai, how many kinds of potatoes can be grown!"

Zhao Lang ordered them one by one.

The time of the southern tour has advanced, and the ghost knows if the time of the chaos in the world will be advanced!

He must be ready for everything.

"Yes! Patriarch!"

Several people responded in unison.

Soon, he raised his whip to death and set off with people.

Zhao Lang watched several people slowly go away. At this moment, an anxious shout came from behind him.

"Patriarch!"

As soon as Zhao Lang turned his head, he saw Su walking limpingly on crutches.

The big dog is following anxiously.

"Su, what are you doing out? What should I do if I fell?"

Zhao Lang frowned and said.

The servant next to him has long stepped forward to help.

Su had already received the treatment from Old Qin and broke his leg to rebirth. Naturally, he asked Old Bai and the others to make this crutches.

"Did they go to death?"

Su said with some disappointment,

"I haven't had time to say goodbye to them."

Zhao Lang knew the feelings between these people, so he didn't blame much, just said,

"You still have to pay attention to the injury and don't affect the recovery."

Su looked at the back of them leaving, and nodded in disappointment.

"It's okay, Patriarch, I'm watching."

The big dog on the side quickly said.

Zhao Lang looked at and licked... Big Dog, smiled, and then said to Su,

"It just so happens, Su, I have something to find you, so I will go back together."

Su's eyes lit up and said,

"Patriarch, do you want materials?"

Zhao Lang nodded, he must make all preparations for going out this time.

If it weren't for Zhuge's Liannu to be relatively large and difficult to carry, he would have liked to bring them all.

Zhao Lang took people all the way to Xu Gui's separate house. The big dog did take good care of the millet.

But Zhao Lang knew that the better the big dog licked, the less likely it was to impress the millet.

Gee, it's terrible.

Soon, a few people arrived at the place,

"I have seen the son."

Xu Gui brought people to salute.

Zhao Lang took a look, um, these people recovered well.

It seems that I can teach a few years of books.

Su took out a bamboo tube at this time. This was Zhao Lang's request, and no metal could be used to hold these gunpowder.

"Patriarch, this bamboo tube is about a catty."

"We also made a lot of small bamboo gunpowder according to your previous instructions, and also put small stones to increase the power."

Zhao Lang looked at these small bamboo tubes and nodded slightly. With these earthen-made bamboo tube grenades, they can definitely play a decisive role at critical moments!

"By the way, Patriarch, you can give these little things a name."

Su said.

"name?"

Zhao Lang thought for a while and returned with a smile.

"Just call it justice."

"justice?"

A trace of doubt appeared on Su's face.

Zhao Lang said at this time,

"The role of these little things is to bring justice."

Su suddenly nodded.After getting ‘justice’, Zhao Lang left here soon, and he still has many things to explain.

After meeting with Fu Bo and others, it was not until the evening that Zhao Lang returned to his own room.

It didn't take long for the slave outside the door to report,

"Master, Maudun's wife wants to see you."

Zhao Lang didn't let the slaves follow them to death, but stayed with them.

"Let her in."

Zhao Lang said indifferently.

Soon, a young woman in Daqin costume walked in.

"It's still a bit of a look, as expected, my clothes in China look good."

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up and nodded.

Maudun's wife saluted jerky.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang became more and more excited.

Now, just by looking at the appearance, who can tell that this is the wife of the Xiongnu Shanyu? !

This is the power of China!

People on the grassland cannot be killed.

We must work together from military, economic, cultural and other aspects to eradicate future troubles forever!

Maudun’s wife was a little uncomfortable by Zhao Lang, and she lowered her head and said,

"I want to ask my son, it's almost a winter now, when can I take my child back."

Zhao Lang smiled.

"What's the rush? Just stay well, you have seen your children, and they haven't been aggrieved at all."

"When the time comes, you will naturally know."

Without waiting for the other party to talk about it, Zhao Lang said it very domineeringly.

"Slave, send her back."

He doesn't have much time to entangle and reason with each other.

And what should be said has already been said.

Soon, the slave left here with people.

Not long after Zhao Lang sat down again, there was a knock on the door.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the big dog writhfully walking in.

"Patriarch."

Zhao Lang said,

"Say."

The big dog gritted his teeth and said,

"Patriarch, I want to go out with you this time."

Zhao Lang raised his brows and said,

"Oh? You don't guard your home anymore? What if there is no one to look after the millet?"

Zhao Lang originally planned to let the big dog guard the house.

I also need a person at home.

Hearing Su's name, Daguo's expression changed slightly, with a bit of crying, he said very aggrievedly,

"Go to death, Erhei, Big Cat and they all went out to work hard for Zhuangzi, and I will stay at home alone."

"Su, say I am a watchdog."

Zhao Lang blinked, and it turned out that the root was here. This was indeed a harsh word.

It's just that Su is not such a vicious person. Suddenly, Zhao Lang's heart moved and he instantly understood Su's thoughts.

It seems that Big Dog’s licking dog is hopeful.

It's just that the big dog still doesn't understand.

But Zhao Lang did not say broken, but said with a smile,

"There is nothing wrong with the watchdog."

The big dog was stunned for a moment, and just about to nod, he saw the joke on Zhao Lang's face, and he couldn't hold back in an instant.

"Woohoo, Patriarch, you laugh at me too! I don't want to be a dog."

Zhao Lang got up, touched the head of the big dog, and said,

"Okay, don't cry, go out this time, you work hard to become a wolf."

It took some time to comfort the big dog before sending him away.

Just when I was leaving, the slave outside looked at the figure of the big dog leaving and muttered,

"What's so bad about being a dog."

Then he helped Zhao Lang close the door very intimately, his flattering appearance made Tianyi, who was also guarding outside, a bit disdainful.

——

Time flies, I don't know when it will start, and the snow on the ground gradually disappears.

On this day, an official from Taiwei's Mansion once again entered Heming Academy.

Zhao Lang already knew that before he delivered the order,

The southern tour is about to begin.

(Late Sin Ming 8000 words, Ann)

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