The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

"Where am I?"

Zhao Lang woke up, looked at the antique room beside him, and the clothes that were obviously not modern, and his mind was a little confused.

"Didn't I get hit by a truck? Why am I here... sigh!!"

Suddenly, a memory flooded Zhao Lang's mind.

After digesting this memory, Zhao Lang showed a wry smile,

"It actually crossed?!"

As a lover of online literature, he quickly adapted to this kind of travel.

Zhao Lang checked the memory he just got.

The original body of this body is also called Zhao Lang, but he is a little silly, so he doesn't get much information.

All I know is that this is Huaxia, and he is the son of a wealthy landlord.

Two days ago, I accidentally fell and hit my head.

He gave Zhao Lang a chance to come over.

"Anyway, I was alone in my last life, and I have nothing to worry about."

"After graduating for a few years, I can't even afford a toilet in the magic capital. It's not bad to be a rich boy here."

Zhao Lang looked at the furnishings in the room. They were classical and generous, even if they were modern, they were not affordable for ordinary people.

He slowly got out of bed and walked to the bronze mirror in the house.

Immediately, a handsome young man appeared in Zhao Lang's eyes.

"Fortunately, he's handsome with the 8 points I had before."

Zhao Lang nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

An imposing middle-aged man in black uniform walked in with an old man.

When the old man saw Zhao Lang standing in the room, he hurried over to support Zhao Lang, and then said,

"Master, why did you get out of bed?"

Zhao Lang looked at the figure of the old man, and after a little recollection, he knew who the old man was.

"Uncle Fu, I'm fine."

When Uncle Fu heard Zhao Lang's words, his face was stunned, and then he said in surprise,

"Young master... I can recognize the old slave, and I can speak more smoothly!"

"You... your dementia is cured!"

Fubo hurriedly said to the middle-aged man beside him,

"Patriarch! Patriarch! The son's insanity is cured!"

The majestic middle-aged man also flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice,

"Lang'er, do you know who I am?"

Zhao Lang looked at this majestic middle-aged man, hesitated for a moment, and then called out a little jerky,

"Father."

This is the original owner's father.

It's just that in my memory, this father is often away from home, and he has never treated the original owner badly in life.

I take up someone else's body, so I don't lose out if I call daddy.

Hearing the shout, the middle-aged man trembled slightly, and there was a trace of tears in his eyes.

But he quickly put away his feelings, and then pretended to be indifferent and said,

"You fell the day before yesterday, but you didn't expect that it would be a good thing to get rid of the dementia."

"You will have a good rest these few days."

Zhao Lang had no choice but to nod his head. He had always been alone in his last life, and he was a little unaccustomed to the sudden addition of a father.

However, there are still some things he wants to figure out.

"Father, I've been a little confused all these years. I don't know what year is it now?"

Zhao Lang originally wanted to ask the dynasty, but this was too abrupt.

The middle-aged man hadn't answered yet, and Uncle Fu, who was beside him, said cheerfully,

"It's good for your son to be insane. It's normal if you don't know, but you have to remember it in the future, or you'll be laughed at."

"It's now 33 years that the first emperor of Qin has been in power."

When Uncle Fu talked about the First Emperor of Qin, his tone was full of pride.

The majestic middle-aged man on the side also nodded arrogantly,

Hearing the reply, Zhao Lang knew it.

It turned out that he came to the Qin Dynasty.

The Qin Dynasty was not bad either. The Great Unification Dynasty was short-lived. After Qin Wangzheng died in 36 years, the world was in chaos.

Zhao Lang was startled suddenly, and asked in disbelief,

"Uncle Fu, what year do you say this year is?"

Faber came back again,

"The king of Qin ruled for 33 years."

Zhao Lang sank in his heart and said involuntarily,

"It's over, there are only three good days left."

When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

Uncle Fu was also stunned for a moment, then quickly said,

"Young master is talking nonsense again."

"You have the protection of the head of the family, and you will be rich and noble in your life! No worries!"

Hearing this answer, Zhao Lang just wanted to burst into tears.

Listen! Listen!

That rich! Hassle free!

These two words sound like eating popsicles under the scorching sun, so refreshing!

It's like a shiver after a long battle, smooth!

But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Such a good life can only last three years, so who is not uncomfortable?

At this time, the middle-aged man on the side frowned and asked,

"Lang'er, what did you say?"

Zhao Lang also knew that he had slipped his tongue, and was thinking about how to find a reason to fool the past when two choices suddenly appeared in front of him.

"The god-level selection system has been activated."

"One: Make up a reason and reward 10,000 taels of gold."

"Two: Tell the real reason and reward the special forces for their physique!"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, but he had already reacted in his heart.

"Travel through the necessary system!"

Looking at the choices in front of him, Zhao Lang thought quickly,

"Although ten thousand taels of gold is very good, the troubled times are coming, no matter how much money you have, you can't keep it without force, and the family doesn't seem to be short of money."

"The physique of special forces is different. In an era when a cold can kill you, a strong physique is king."

And it's better to say it sooner rather than later, so that the family can prepare early.

Zhao Lang made a decision, took a breath, and said slowly,

"Father, after three years, the world will be in chaos!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly opened, and Fu Bo's face became even paler, and he said quickly,

"Young Master, your insanity is committed again? Patriarch, that is not what he meant, Master."

The middle-aged man's eyes changed a few times, and then he said in a deep voice,

"You go out first."

"Yes, Patriarch."

Uncle Fu didn't dare to disobey, but before leaving, he gave Zhao Lang a worried look.

There were only two people left in the room. The middle-aged man gave Zhao Lang a deep look and said,

"You have suffered from dementia since you were a child, and you live in this village. Do you also think that the tyrant Qin Huang should be punished?"

When the middle-aged man said this, there was a bit more sadness and chill in his eyes.

Today, although the world of Da Qin has been settled, there are Xiongnu spying on Shenzhou outside, and the remnants of the six kingdoms are waiting for the opportunity.

Not quite.

None of these things could shake his heart.

But today, he received news from Faber that he, a child born with dementia, fell and fell unconscious.

He felt that he owed this child before, and after finishing his government affairs, he rushed over.

Unexpectedly, the first thing his son did after he woke up was to kill his father and destroy Qin.

How sad is this feeling?

Because he is Qin Shi Huang!

Qin Shihuang had already made up his mind. After he left here, he would conduct a thorough investigation of the entire village!

His son has been demented since he was a child, and he will have this idea after he wakes up. It must be mentioned by people around him often.

At this time, Zhao Lang didn't realize that, with a single word, he put the lives of the whole village on the tip of the knife.

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