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

"What the fuss is about?"

In the study, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes put down the bamboo slips, frowning and talking nonsense to the eight characters.

Hu was reprimanded and didn't take it seriously, when he said,

"Patriarch, I found a motorcade at the gate of the city today, with forty or fifty girls in it."

"They are all twenty-eight years old!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man’s eyes lit up slightly.

"Forty or fifty girls?"

"Which family is this person with such a big hand?"

Hu said with a smile at this time,

"Patriarch, the beauty lies here, not our acquaintances."

"I have already inquired clearly, it was the outside of the city who came to the market to buy things! And the person in charge is just a kid with no hair."

The middle-aged man stood up directly this time,

"From outside the city?!"

After walking two steps back and forth in the room, the middle-aged man thought for a while and said,

"Don't worry about this. They will go to the market tomorrow and they will definitely not leave the city, so there is still time."

"You go and send someone to follow them first, and check them out."

"I will make another decision."

Hu immediately led the order to retreat.

After Ba Zi Hu left, the middle-aged man shouted outside,

"Come on!"

Suddenly an attendant walked in from the dark.

"Go and check if it's a powerful young man around Xianyang City. You must report it to you within the next day."

"Yes, Lord!"

The attendant bowed before bowing.

The middle-aged man knelt down again, but said with a bit of self-deprecation,

"My lord? I'm a person who dare not even get out of the door, what else do I deserve to be a lord?"

"Now they are doing these private students, even bitches."

"Shut up!"

At this moment, a humming sound came from the door.

The middle-aged man looked up and saw an old man with white hair looking at him angrily.

"Uncle! I..."

The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped forward, trying to help each other, but was thrown away by the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man took out a cane and said angrily.

"Take off your clothes and kneel down!"

The middle-aged man stopped to argue, knelt down, and then took off his shirt, revealing his back with small scars.

The gray-haired old man waved directly!

Snapped!

The cane fell on his back, and a blood stain was startled.

The white-haired old man asked,

"Say! Who are you!"

The middle-aged man was beaten with violent veins, endured the pain and said,

"I am the son of King Qi! Tian Qi!"

Snapped! It's another sound!

"Say! What do you want!"

"It is about to destroy the tyrant Qin! Punish the tyrant! Take revenge for my father! Do whatever it takes!"

Snapped!

"Your father, King Qi, was starved to death by the tyrant, dare you not forget it!"

"Don't dare to forget!"

In the room, one question and one answer.

Outside the room, all the attendants in the dark looked around very vigilantly.

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No words for a night.

Zhao Lang got up very early today.

When people are outside, they don't always sleep so securely.

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Qi also got up early and were grooming him.

There was also the chirping laughter of the girls outside the door.

Everyone is looking forward to today's itinerary.

Soon, Zhao Lang sorted it out and walked out the door.

Looking at the scene outside, Zhao Lang showed a wry smile.

He was careless after all.I didn't expect how many people would attract the attention of nearly fifty girls when they went out.

"To go out today, you all be smart."

"Also, you are not allowed to act alone, and you are not allowed to get too far away from the big team."

Zhao Lang asked again.

Although Uncle Heifu followed all the way, there were too many girls, it was impossible to stare at them one by one.

"Patriarch, don't worry, we will follow you closely."

Su saw Zhao Lang's concern, so he returned.

Zhao Lang didn't want to make the girls too nervous, and said with a smile,

"Okay, let's go."

So let Wang Li lead the way, and the group walked towards the market.

And just above the inn, in a window facing the street, the sturdy young man who looked at Zhao Lang yesterday, is looking at the neat team, and said,

"Little uncle, this man has so many servants."

"It must be a local tycoon, should we make friends?"

He did not say what he encountered with Zhao Lang yesterday.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Lang's team, then shook his head and said,

"We are not familiar with Xianyang, so forget it."

"Besides, these people may not be able to protect themselves."

"Look around this team."

The strong young man stood upstairs and looked at both sides of the team.

He frowned slightly, and several people in the crowd followed this team secretly.

The middle-aged man suddenly said again,

"So, Yu'er, you finally know now, why I told you that I must be low-key, right?"

"As for you, just be honest this time, we will buy the goods back, and my Xiang Boke will never come to Xianyang again."

The strong young man only asked if he hadn't heard him,

"Little uncle, this is Xianyang, do these people dare to do it?"

Uncle Xiang said disapprovingly,

"They naturally dare not do it in the city, maybe outside the city."

"Okay, do you care so much about what others do? Hurry up and clean up, let's go to the market!"

The strong young man was silent, he always felt that the other party knew him.

He thinks it's better to find an opportunity to ask clearly, otherwise, if his identity is leaked here.

Must not live out of town!

At this time, Zhao Lang had already taken people all the way to the city.

After arriving at the place, he was still slightly disappointed.

Because there is still some gap between this place and the mall he imagined.

But the girls are very happy, that's enough.

"Xiao Qi, you guys don't have to be with me anymore, go shopping too."

Zhao Lang smiled.

The two did not refuse, and held back for so long.

Together with the other girls, in groups of four or five, went shopping.

Uncle Heife took to death, each with a group to ensure safety.

Anyway, everyone will not be too far away.

"A Lang, why don't you go shopping?"

Wang Li asked curiously,

"Didn't you ever enter the city? Now that you entered Xianyang and saw the prosperity of the capital, why didn't you go shopping?"

Zhao Lang smiled helplessly.

As the capital of Qin Dynasty, Xianyang is naturally majestic and magnificent.

But compared with what Zhao Lang had seen and heard in his previous life, it was really far different.

Therefore, he now has no interest in shopping, so he goes back,

"Nothing. I didn't rest well last night, so I didn't have much energy."

"Go and see, don't worry about me."

Wang Li didn't force it either. He was entering the city now, and he happened to be able to deal with something.

So speaking of,

"Well, I'll be back in an hour."

After Wang Li left, Zhao Lang found a place with a wider field of vision.

It's convenient to watch the girls in groups on the street, just in case.

Not long after he stood still, a voice came from behind him,

"This son, in the next Xiang Yu, can you and I meet?"

When Zhao Lang turned around, he saw the sturdy young man he met at the city gate yesterday.

Before thinking about how to return, Zhao Lang had two choices before his eyes.

"One: answer the recognition, reward the overlord's marksmanship!"

"Two: If you don't know the answer, reward Sword Technique proficiency!"

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