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

That night.

Zhao Langzheng looked at the bamboo slips in front of him with a big face.

This was the information from Fu Bo, but he couldn't see it at all.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and at the same time there was a soft voice,

"My son, Xiao Jiu is here."

When Zhao Lang looked up, he saw a girl with an oval face and a delicate look of sixteen or seventeen, walking in.

He also had a pot of hot water in his hand.

"My son, Xiao Jiu will wash for you."

Zhao Lang knew that this was his personal maid.

Watching the girl skillfully wet the towel and wring it out, preparing to wipe his face.

As a young man of Five Goods, how could Zhao Lang endure such feudal dross? !

So speaking of,

"Xiao Jiu, put you there and I will do it myself."

Xiao Jiu looked at Zhao Lang and said timidly,

"My son, did Xiao Jiu fail to do a good job? My son, please punish me."

Seeing the girl's fear, Zhao Lang can only say that the rules in this family are really big.

"It's okay, come on."

Zhao Lang is also not good at embarrassing a little maid.

Moreover, he is still very confident in himself, it is absolutely impossible to be so corroded by feudal dross!

He must be able to withstand the test!

Xiao Jiu had already brought the towel to the side at this time.

"My son, Xiao Jiu will wipe your face for you."

Zhao Lang only felt a pair of slender hands, with hot and humid towels.

Move slowly across the face.

At the same time, there was a faint scent of a young girl around him.

For the first time, Zhao Lang felt that washing his face can be so comfortable!

"What a wicked feudal society!"

Zhao Lang sighed.

In this way, he is more determined to own mind.

How can such a wicked life only test three years?

It must be tested for a few more years.

rebel! Must rebel!

But Zhao Lang quickly remembered something and asked,

"By the way, where did Xiao Qi go?"

Zhao Lang remembered that he himself had two maids, one Xiaojiu and the other Xiaoqi.

Xiao Jiu was shocked when he heard this, his eyes turned red quickly, and he knelt on the ground, crying and said,

"My son, please let Xiao Qi go. She didn't intentionally make you fall."

"Uncle Fu shut Xiao Qi in the cellar, Xiao Qi can't survive for a few days."

Zhao Lang was startled slightly, remembering some vague memories.

When the original owner fell, Xiao Qi was taking care of him.

So I was punished by Fu Bo.

But to some extent, Xiao Qi is his benefactor.

Just as Zhao Lang wanted to say something, suddenly the voice of the system sounded again.

"One: Choose to punish Xiaoqi and reward the block letters."

"Second, choose to let go of Xiaoqi and reward papermaking skills."

In fact, Zhao Lang wanted both of these two choices.

Qin now uses bamboo slips and compiling texts. It is as difficult for ordinary people to receive education.

If paper and block letters are available, the speed of popularization will be greatly increased.

If he can only choose one of the two, Zhao Lang will choose the second one because of his feelings and reason.

Although block letters are important, they cannot be achieved overnight if they want to be popularized.

Papermaking can quickly increase the efficiency of book popularization and increase income.

Of course there is another reason for privacy.

That is, he really doesn't want to poke his delicate butt with a small bamboo piece.

Zhao Lang quickly said,

"Don't worry, Xiao Jiu, I'll talk to Fu Bo and let Xiao Qi out."

Xiao Jiu was stunned for a moment, then cried and laughed and said,

"Thank you son! Thank you son!"

Zhao Lang got up and helped Xiao Jiu from the ground.

"Don't cry, you won't be pretty anymore."

After comforting Xiao Jiu, Zhao Lang walked out of the room and called Fu Bo over.

"My son, you call me."

Fubo asked suspiciously, it was already dark now.

"Uncle Fu, I want Xiaoqi to come back and serve me."

Zhao Lang said directly.

Uncle Fu frowned.

"My son, Xiao Qi is not well taken care of. I have locked her in the cellar to show punishment.""Is Xiao Jiu begging you, I'll go and reprimand her."

"As a slave and maid, I dare to make demands of you!"

Zhao Lang waited for him to finish, then smiled and continued,

"Uncle Fu, I want Xiaoqi to come back."

What else did Uncle Fu want to say? Looking at Zhao Lang's appearance, I don't know why, but the figure of the Patriarch appeared in his heart.

I trembled and went back,

"Yes, son."

Zhao Lang nodded in satisfaction and said,

"By the way, Uncle Fu, after sending Xiaoqi here, call the craftsman from Zhuangzi. I have something to order."

This time, Fu Bo did not issue any questions, and directly said,

"Yes, son."

Then go to work.

It didn't take long for Fubo to bring a pale but outstanding girl with a few craftsmen.

"Xiao Jiu, you go and take Xiao Qi to have a good rest."

Zhao Lang ordered.

Xiaoqi was locked in the cellar, which was equivalent to confinement, which caused great damage to the spirit.

After Xiao Jiu took Xiao Qi away, Zhao Lang taught the craftsmen the papermaking skills he had just obtained from the system.

After listening, the craftsmen looked at each other.

"My son, I have never heard of the paper you mentioned, and your method."

Zhao Lang smiled and said,

"It's okay, you just follow the method I said. As soon as tomorrow morning, you can make some first. Just slap the big hand."

First pass the butt level.

The system gave him a relatively complete papermaking technique, which can use bamboo, sandalwood bark, wheat straw, rice straw, etc. as raw materials for papermaking.

The process is also relatively simple and does not require high technical means.

"Yes, son."

Faced with Zhao Lang's persistence, the craftsmen can only respond.

"Uncle Fu, what I just taught is not allowed to leak."

Zhao Lang exhorted Fu Bo.

Forber returned,

"My son, don't worry, I will be optimistic."

Zhao Lang nodded, he was relieved of Fu Bo's loyalty.

"Well, Uncle Fu, then I will work hard for you."

No words for a night.

The next day, after three rods, Zhao Lang started to dawdle, and it was naturally Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu who washed Zhao Lang.

This time Zhao Lang did not refuse, and directly asked the two of them to help him dress and wash.

"Rotten, rotten."

Zhao Lang sighed again.

Looking at the two little maids who were at least eight goddesses in their previous lives.

Zhao Lang said that he was not careful.

In addition, the personal maids of large families will basically be admitted to the house when they grow up.

Zhao Lang was thinking about how to communicate with the two of them.

At this time a servant came over and said,

"My son, the Patriarch is back."

"My dad is back?"

Zhao Lang showed a smile.

If the papermaking skills in his hand want to become tangible funds, they still have to be sold.

Just to discuss with his cheap dad, after all, his dad is a real businessman.

He stood up and said,

"Go, go and meet you."

After speaking, he walked towards the door of Zhuangzi.

At this time, at the door of Zhuangzi.

Qin Shihuang, wearing ordinary clothes, was at the door with Zhao Gao and Li Si.

"There are some things that I was not easy to say before, but no matter what you hear later, you are not allowed to make a fuss."

With some embarrassment, Qin Shihuang ordered.

Li Si said with a smile,

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the ministers have traveled all over the place when they were studying, so they will certainly not make a fuss."

Zhao Gao on the side also replied.

"Um?"

"Yes, it's Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao."

Qin Shihuang nodded, and walked inside with the two of them, and soon met Zhao Lang who was oncoming.

"Which young talent is this?"

Li Si immediately laughed when he saw Zhao Lang.

Zhao Gao also followed and laughed.

Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhao Lang shouting,

"Father, you are back!"

"came back."

Qin Shihuang responded.

Behind him, the smiles on Li Si and Zhao Gao's faces almost instantly solidified.

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