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

Inside the Daqin Palace.

Zhao Gao was vividly talking about the scene in the Confucius Mansion today,

"Your Majesty, didn't you see that Kong Jia's old face turned green."

"I've been begging to say, I want to see Your Majesty!"

"The old slave feels a sense of relief in his heart."

After Qin Shihuang heard Zhao Gao's report, he burst out laughing.

"Okay! Hahaha, I didn't expect this old man to have today!"

"In the past, when I called him into the palace, he refused a thousand words, and today I want him to taste it!"

Zhao Gao said again at this time,

"But this man's reaction was really fast. The old slave just gave him the paper."

"In less than a moment, he understood the mystery."

Qin Shihuang, however, was not surprised at all, and said lightly,

"As the leader of Confucianism, he must be a person of extraordinary intellect, and I have given so many hints, it is not surprising that he can see it so quickly."

At this time, Zhao Gao agreed,

"Your Majesty's words are very true, but even if these talents are extremely intelligent, they can't compare to Young Master Lang."

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang showed a complacent smile, but soon returned to normal.

"Lang'er is really good, but he's still too immature. If only he woke up a few years earlier."

If he hadn't started taking those poisons a few years earlier...

Just when Qin Shihuang began to imagine, there was a report from outside the door,

"Your Majesty, the Confucius residence has sent a letter."

Zhao Gao hurriedly took it and sent it to Qin Shihuang.

After only reading two lines, Qin Shi Huang laughed again and said,

"Hahaha, this old man doesn't want to obediently go and do things for me!"

"I would like to see what kind of expression he will have when he finds out Lang'er's identity!"

Zhao Gao naturally guessed that the other party gave in, he said with a bit of concern,

"It's just Your Majesty. If this happens, will the identity of Young Master Lang be discovered?"

Qin Shihuang put away the letter and said,

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Kong has a very high self-esteem, and will definitely not take the initiative to say his identity."

"Lang'er still thinks about rebelling, so naturally she won't say much."

"As long as we go, avoid this old man and don't be too public."

Zhao Gao didn't find any loopholes, so he said sincerely,

"Your Majesty is wise!"

Qin Shi Huang said at this time,

"Let the craftsmen follow Lang'er's method as soon as possible to create paper and this printing technique."

"With these two things, the hundreds of schools of thought are just things in my pocket."

"Yes!"

Zhao Gao left the palace with the warrant.

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Inside Zhao Lang Zhuangzi.

Zhao Lang woke up earlier today.

Mainly because Hefu and the others haven't come back yet, these teenagers have to watch.

In the small yard, a pot of porridge was placed on the table that Zhao Langxin made.

A group of teenagers in tattered clothes stared at the porridge.

They can only see such thick porridge during Chinese New Year.

The life of an ordinary farmer in Daqin is not very easy.

Wang Cai distributed porridge to everyone and said,

"You have accumulated great virtues. You entered Zhuangzi and met your son. Go and ask, who gave you breakfast!"

Zhao Lang showed a faint smile on the side. Since he promised these young people to take care of themselves, he would naturally do it.

Anyway, there is no shortage of food in Zhuangzi.

After the potatoes came out, there was no shortage of them.

But soon, a scene of chaos appeared in the small yard.

In order to eat the porridge first, the teenagers huddled in front of them, almost fighting.

Several of them were relatively short and fell to the ground.

This is their survival law, whoever grabs it will own it.

"Return them all to me! Otherwise, no one will have to eat!"

Zhao Lang stepped forward and said with a frown.

Although he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, he has never been too bad in his food and clothing.

He is much taller than these teenagers, and has more special forces physique.

Directly push these youngsters back.

Facing Zhao Lang, most of the people bowed their heads, but they had the most courage to die. Looking at Zhao Lang, he said stubbornly,

"You... the owner of the house, you said that we will be fed."

"You're so brave! How dare you talk to your son like that!"

When Wang Cai saw this scene, he immediately reprimanded him.

Zhao Lang didn't care, the reason why he chose these teenagers.

It's for the youthful vigor they still have.

Look at Wang Cai, although he is still young, he has been trained by Uncle Fu and the others to become a qualified servant.

"Yes, I still remember that I am the head of the house."

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"I did promise to take care of myself, but when you are here with me, you have to abide by my rules."

"Now, all of you, form two teams from low to high!"

Zhao Lang didn't talk about the great truth of unity and fraternity. Who would want to listen to this?

Just forcibly order it directly.

Under the temptation of the food, the teenagers stood up according to Zhao Lang's instructions, and began to serve porridge one by one.

Soon, the sound of drinking porridge could be heard in the small courtyard.

"Bring me a bowl too."

Zhao Lang picked up the bowl and said.

"Sir, this..."

Wang Cai hesitated.

This porridge is actually good, but only in relative terms.

Compared with Zhao Lang's usual food, there is still a gap.

"What? You can't drink this porridge?"

Zhao Lang laughed.

"No no no."

Wang Cai quickly denied it, and then gave Zhao Lang a bowl.

Zhao Lang took the porridge and drank it with all the teenagers.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Zhao Lang said,

"Every morning from now on, my breakfast will be the same as theirs."

Hearing this, the gazes of all the teenagers in the yard looked at Zhao Lang, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com suddenly changed slightly.

Wang Cai couldn't refuse, he could only think of letting the kitchen make the ingredients better.

Then he said to Death on the side,

"After that, I would queue up like this every day to get porridge. Damn it, you arrange it."

"You have to wait for everyone to get the porridge before you can get it, understand?"

Damn looked at Zhao Lang and frowned, as if he didn't understand why he was able to eat at the end.

"Understood."

To die is to return in the end.

Only then did Zhao Lang nodded, ready to go to see how the small venue he wanted was doing.

When he turned around, he saw Hefu and several others at the gate of the yard, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"Uncle Heifu, when did you come back?"

Zhao Lang asked quickly.

Hef came back,

"Just arrived."

"Master, yesterday we went back to collect people, and we were already planning to go back to Zhuangzi."

"I didn't expect to meet a group of people who escaped the disaster, so it was delayed."

"Escape from disaster?"

Zhao Lang frowned slightly. He didn't remember any major natural disasters in the Qin Dynasty.

Hefu showed a wry smile and said,

"It's hard to say at this time, but I have dozens more children here."

Heifu pointed back, and Zhao Lang saw that there were both men and women, and dozens of pairs of big eyes were looking at him.

"Let the kitchen cook some more porridge!"

Zhao Lang didn't ask any more questions, he turned around and went to arrange food.

Look at Zhao Lang's busy figure, and look at the eyes of the children looking at Zhao Lang.

Hefu showed a wry smile and said to his old brothers,

"Brothers, our children's lives, I am afraid, will be given to the son."

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