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

Different from whimpering and crying Hu Hai at the door, the atmosphere in the palace was still very harmonious at this time. Zhao Lang was teaching his father science science with the ink lamp in his hand.

"Dad, look, the skeleton of this lamp is made of very light thin bamboo strips, and then covered with the same thin paper skin."

"There is a grease lamp underneath. After the grease lamp is lit, it will generate heat, and the heat will go up, so as long as there is more heat gathered, the ink lamp will naturally fly."

"If it's hot enough, it won't be difficult to bring someone up there alone."

Zhao Lang tried to explain it as simply as possible, but he didn't know if his father understood it.

Qin Shihuang's heart moved slightly, but he didn't show whether he understood or didn't understand, he just said,

"Well, that's interesting."

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time,

"Father, we are just going to put ink lanterns together at night, why don't we go together."

Qin Shihuang nodded very naturally, without mentioning the matter of legislation, and replied,

"Alright, Dad has never seen these things."

Soon, several people were busy under the command of Zhao Lang.

The process of making ink lanterns is not complicated, but the few people here, except for Zhao Lang, are usually dressed in brocade and jade.

When I started to do manual work, I was not so smooth. I either cut off the bamboo strips or punctured the paper.

But everyone was just looking for a pastime, and it was fun for a while.

Just listening to the laughter and laughter coming from the palace, Hu Hai, who was kneeling at the door, felt more and more sad. At this moment, Zhao Lang's voice came from inside,

"Hu Hai! Where's the grease lamp you were looking for!?"

Hearing this, Hu Hai's eyes lit up. Brother Lang was still reliable. However, he still didn't move. Soon, Qin Shihuang's voice came over.

"Go get the lamp."

Hu Hai then stood up and replied,

"Yes! Father!"

Then rubbed his knees and ran out.

He came back with the grease lamp, and asked Ying Yinman to call Zhao Mi'er over with a shy face, just in time for the final assembly.

Several people worked together until the evening, and only made five ink lanterns.

"Father, we also have to tie a silk thread under the lamp and find an open place."

Zhao Lang said at this time.

Their identities are special, and they really can't go out into the wild.

If you don't tie a silk thread directly, you really want to fly away, and then fall on a residential house, causing a fire, then it will not be worth the loss.

Qin Shihuang naturally agreed, and a few people went to an open space in the palace and began to prepare to set off the ink lanterns.

Hu Hai approached Zhao Mi'er at this time and said with a smile,

"Come on! Mi'er, I will teach you step by step."

Wouldn't it be too much of a loss if you didn't take the opportunity to touch your little hands at this time?

It was the first time that Zhao Mi'er had heard that there were lights that could fly, but she didn't care about these details.

The two little people were very happy when they got together.

Seeing this scene, Ying Yinman glanced at the two of them with some envy, then sighed slightly, and then prepared to light her ink lamp.

At this moment, Zhao Lang's gentle voice came over,

"Sister Huang, I will teach you."

Ying Yinman glanced at Zhao Lang, and then nodded slightly warmly on his face.

Qin Shihuang, who was on the side, looked at the two with a complicated expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Seeing Qin Shihuang not moving, Zhao Gao said in a low voice,

"Your Majesty, the old slave is here to help you..."

"roll."

"Yes."

Not long after, the five ink lamps slowly rose.

Ying Yinman and Zhao Mi'er both cheered loudly!

Zhao Lang stood aside with a smile, and he liked this atmosphere very much.

The ink lantern was tied by a silk thread, so it did not fly too high. Looking at the ink lantern suspended in the air, Qin Shihuang’s face became more yearning, and he muttered to himself,

"On that day, was it really a fairy?"

His life, now only the gods can save it.

Only this time, he didn't ask Zhao Lang.

He already knew that the other party was extremely repulsive of ghosts and gods.

However, he made a decision in his heart, he wanted to create an ink lantern that could take people to the sky as soon as possible!

He wants someone to see it! Are there any gods on that day?

"Father, what did you say?"

Zhao Lang, who heard the movement, asked at this time.

Qin Shihuang came back to his senses, and said in an indifferent manner,

"It's nothing, Dad is just sighing, you are still so relieved when you encounter setbacks today."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang showed a wry smile and replied,

"This time, the child is actually well prepared. These people will not let go easily, so they come to test and lay the groundwork."

"But these people are more greedy than I thought."

"So now, the child's best choice is to establish the Fa first, and then slowly improve it."

"Children can take it slow with them."

He is already doing the transformation of the next generation, and it shouldn't be a problem for him to resist three more generations.

By then, it should be almost as good as it should be.

Listening to Zhao Lang's words, Qin Shihuang couldn't help but smile and said,

"You're kind, but you don't want to lay the foundation for Da Qin as soon as possible?"

"After all the arrangements are made, as long as future generations follow the rules, it's fine, isn't that bad?"

What he has always wanted to do is to let Daqin Wannian unify these words, weights and measures, etc., for this.

Zhao Lang shook his head very firmly and replied,

"Father, if these things are in a hurry, something will happen."

Having had so much experience and lessons in his previous life, Zhao Lang knew that if everything was fast, then something would definitely go wrong.

Good things can turn into bad things.

So, he has to be patient.

Qin Shihuang sighed slightly and said,

"Father just wants to do everything that he should do, so that his descendants can relax."

"It's like laying down a big territory. Even if there are losers, they can lose two more years."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang immediately smiled and said,

"How can a person take all the changes of the world into account?"

"We left the land unconquered, it was for them to conquer."

"If future generations do not live up to their expectations, then the greater the family business, the greater the harm to the world."

"We'll do our best."

Seeing Zhao Lang's free and easy or rogue appearance, Qin Shihuang couldn't help showing a smile, shook his head, and said,

"You..."

Soon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the night was getting darker, Ying Yinman brought Zhao Mi'er a salute and retired, and Hu Hai next to him wanted to slip away, but was stopped by Qin Shihuang.

"Hai Er."

Hu Hai's body was shocked, he took a step to Zhao Lang's side, and replied,

"Father, my son is here."

Qin Shihuang didn't hide the slightest bit, and said directly,

"You go to the street tomorrow and find someone to bully you."

Now that time is tight, he doesn't have time to go around.

Hearing this, Hu Hai's eyes widened, the boss, and stood there dumbfounded.

Zhao Lang's face also became strange, what is this?

To deceive people?

(End of this chapter)

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