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

Early the next morning, Zhao Lang stretched his waist and woke up.

After sleeping for so long, my spirit finally recovered.

"Little Seven."

Zhao Lang shouted, this time Xiao Qi quickly walked in with water.

It seems to be prepared long ago.

"My son, you are awake."

Xiao Qi greeted Zhao while swiftly washing Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang gave a hum, and then asked,

"Where is Xiao Jiu?"

Xiao Qi said cheerfully,

"Xiao Jiu was caught for morning exercises, and the white girl said, now we must quickly open our bodies, otherwise we will be fixed in a few more days."

Zhao Lang nodded silently, this Ji Wushuang still has some real skills.

Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu are now 15 or 16 years old, and their bodies will be shaped in a few years.

"Why didn't you go?"

Zhao Lang asked.

Xiao Qi replied with a grin.

"Of course you need someone to take care of him."

Zhao Lang waved his hand and said, l

"No, you go too, I'm not a waste person, I'll take care of this."

"Wangcai has been following me, you just go."

Xiao Qi suddenly said with a bit of excitement,

"The son, I'll go."

"Go ahead."

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

He never treated Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu as slaves anyway.

The heart growing under the red flag didn't allow him to do this.

Xiao Qi bounced away, and Zhao Lang picked up the towel to wash himself.

Don't say it, I'm really a bit uncomfortable.

"The ancestors were right. It is easy to change from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality."

Zhao Lang sighed.

After speaking, he left the room and saw Wangcai.

"My son, you are too arrogant to indulge Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu."

Wangcai said with some complaints at this time.

He just heard these words at the door,

"If this goes on, the servants will not be big or small."

Zhao Lang looked at being brought out by Uncle Fu as a prosperous wealth as his successor.

He didn’t say anything about freedom and equality, it’s all nonsense, he just said,

"So everyone can relax? Isn't it?"

Wangcai looked at Zhuangzi, who was full of vitality compared to before, and said,

"Good or good, but I always feel that there are no rules."

Zhao Lang smiled.

"Whatever rules are not rules, I like the son."

Wangcai thought for a while, that's the truth.

The biggest person in this family is naturally the head of the family.

But the owner of the family is often away from home, so he naturally listened to Zhao Lang, so he went back,

"The son is right."

Zhao Lang didn't say any more,

"Well, son, I'm going to class. I will arrange an ox cart in the afternoon and prepare some food and cloth. I want to go out."

Then walked towards the yard where the class was held.

Classes are always boring, even Zhao Lang feels drowsy.

It's a pity that Kong Jia stared at him and couldn't make a run.

"Well, I'm here for class this morning, rest for a quarter of an hour, and then come back."

Kong Jia said at this time.

Suddenly the teenagers were scattered like birds.

Everyone cherishes this precious time between classes.

Zhao Lang is also ready to go out and take a look at the injured teenagers by the way.

But he saw that Ji Wushuang was in the corner of the yard, looking at Kong Jia in a daze.

It was just in the afternoon that he had to follow the list to find the peasant family, and walked over immediately.

"You come to class too?"He remembered that Ji Wushuang didn't need these word recognition classes at all.

"After I gave Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu their muscles, they went to rest. I think there are a lot of people here, so I'll come and have a look."

Ji Wushuang returned at will, but his eyes kept staring at Kong Jia on the podium.

"That's the Mr. Country I invited, why are you staring at him?"

Zhao Lang asked curiously.

Ji Wushuang squinted those nice eyes and said,

"Nothing, I just feel as if I have seen him somewhere."

"But I can't remember."

Zhao Lang laughed as soon as he heard it. It turned out to be this kind of illusion, so he casually said,

"Maybe I bumped into it on the road."

"By the way, I am going to find someone on the list in the afternoon, is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Ji Wushuang glanced at the old jade pendant on Zhao Lang's body, and said,

"Nothing, it doesn't matter if you can fight like this now."

Zhao Lang frowned as soon as he heard it. What does it have to do with whether he can hire someone to plant the land?

Just when I wanted to ask in detail, I heard Kong Jia calling him.

Zhao Lang can only go there first.

"teacher."

Zhao Lang saluted. ,

"Well, come and take a look."

Kong Jia pointed to the sand table in front of him to practice calligraphy and said.

Zhao Lang watched for a long time but didn't see any eyebrows.

Kong Jia sighed and said at this time,

"This is the font I started to improve after the last time. It doesn't seem to be great anymore."

When Zhao Lang heard this, everyone was shocked.

His teacher is actually ready to start improving the editor!

Seeing the other person disappointed, Zhao Lang moved in his heart and said,

"Teacher, the students have some ideas here..."

Then, Zhao Lang wrote the block letters of more than a dozen commonly used characters.

Seeing these words, Kong Jia's eyes lit up and he said,

"This font is square, but atmospheric, how did you come up with Lang'er?"

Zhao Lang blushed and said,

"Students like to be lazy, so if a character is too complicated, there will be fewer strokes."

Kong Jia looked at Zhao Lang and said,

"Lang'er, you really are destined to be my Confucianist! Great talent! Great talent!"

Now even if Zhao Lang thinks he has a thick skin, he can't stand it anymore. He said,

"Teacher, these are just small thoughts. In the end, it's up to you."

Kong Jia is more satisfied now,

"Talent but not arrogant, kind! Great kind!"

Zhao Lang was suddenly speechless, and he lied to Kong Jia and drove off ahead of time.

I even forgot what I wanted to ask Ji Wushuang before.

He was afraid that if he stayed a little longer, he would be ashamed to death.

Kong Jia looked at Zhao Lang leaving behind with a smile, and said,

"My Confucian successor!"

This scene fell to the side of Ji Wushuang's eyes, but it was like a thunder!

She remembered!

When she was a child, she followed own Master, the head of the farm, and met this person!

"The head of Confucianism!"

Ji Wushuang said in shock.

Confucianism is now one of the two great masters of Da Qin.

It's not Confucianism or Mo, this is something that the whole world knows.

Even facing Daqin, facing the First Emperor!

Such a behemoth, Confucianism dare not bow its head!

But the other party still has no choice but to take Confucianism.

The head of Confucianism is the spiritual leader of the Confucianists in the world, and has a huge influence!

But now, this person actually appeared in a landlord's house!

Still here as an ordinary Mr. Enlightenment.

Ji Wushuang's first reaction was that she had admitted her mistake, but after remembering it, her memory became clearer and clearer!

The one in front of you is the head of Confucianism!

"Who on earth are you?"

Ji Wushuang looked in the direction where Zhao Lang had left, and muttered to himself.

Suddenly she was a little worried, whether it was a wise choice for her to hand over the treasure of the head of the farm to Zhao Lang.

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