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

The son of the family is going away.

The whole Zhuangzi moved.

After hearing the news, Uncle Fu rushed over immediately and said with a worried face,

"Young master, why are you going to the north all of a sudden? The north is not very peaceful recently."

"Let the old slave follow."

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"I just got five Zhuangzi from my father, so I have to go take a look."

"Uncle Fu, don't worry, Wangcai will take good care of me, and you have to help me watch Xinzhuangzi."

Uncle Fu is so old, if he really wants to make such a trip, he is afraid that people will not be able to bear it.

Uncle Fu also knew that the journey was long, so he could only use his mind when preparing the luggage for Zhao Lang.

"Go to hell."

After comforting Uncle Fu, Zhao Lang called Die over and said,

"I want 100 people to follow me, and the others stay in Zhuangzi."

The person who went out with him this time was no longer a teenager.

When I heard that I was going to go far, I was very excited to die, and said loudly,

"Yes! Patriarch!"

Then excitedly went to assemble the staff.

As soon as he left, Wang Cai ran over.

"Master, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Kong are looking for you."

Zhao Lang suddenly laughed a little. He was going to go away. It seemed that these two gentlemen had something to explain.

Zhao Lang decided to go to Mr. Wang first.

"Teacher, I'm here."

Zhao Lang greeted him and entered the door, but what answered him was a gust of wind blowing his face.

Zhao Lang's expression remained the same, and he avoided a spear that was as fast as the wind!

Then he got close to the root of the wall, and he could climb the wall and walk away at any time.

"Well, yes, even in the side of someone close to me, I didn't let down my guard."

Wang Jian held a long spear and said with a smile.

Zhao Lang half complained and said,

"Teacher, the disciple is about to go out. You don't care about me. If you enter the door with a shot, you don't cherish the disciple too much."

If it was before, Wang Jian might have felt some pity in his heart because of these words.

But after watching Zhao Lang cheat Qin Shihuang several times, Wang Jian became wary of Zhao Lang's trick.

Wang Jian said angrily,

"As a teacher, I don't want to do what you did to your father."

Zhao Lang immediately returned with a smile,

"Then what is the teacher looking for from me?"

At this moment, Wang Jian's expression turned solemn. He looked at the long spear in his hand with some pity, and said in a deep voice,

"This time you're going to the north, the journey is long and dangerous, so you must have a weapon for self-defense.

"In the early years, this gun accompanied the teacher to travel south and north. It was a sharp weapon, but now it has been covered with dust for a long time."

"Today, I will give it to you for the teacher."

After speaking, he handed the spear to Zhao Lang.

The long spear is more than two meters long, and the spear head has a peculiar shape, somewhat like a ferocious wolf head.

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up and asked,

"Teacher, does this weapon have a name?"

Wang Jian said with some recollection,

"This spear head, made of meteorite iron from the sky, is indestructible and naturally shaped like this."

"It is named after the three constellations of the three constellations of the main killings: seven killings, and breaking the army: greedy wolves."

"The name of the gun: Kill the Wolf."

"Kill the wolf?"

Zhao Lang held the spear and waved it hard!

There was a whistling sound in the air, and Zhao Lang was overjoyed.

"Good gun!"

"It's just a teacher, this gun is so precious..."

Before Zhao Lang could finish speaking, Wang Jian said with some emotion,

"It's okay, you are my entry-level disciple, you can afford it, you don't have to refuse."

At this time, Zhao Lang said a little embarrassedly,

"No, teacher, I mean besides this gun, are there any other knives, swords, shields, etc. made of meteorite from the sky?"

"All the disciples need it!"

Wang Jian's eyes widened, and he was about to kick him.

"roll!"

Zhao Lang laughed and avoided.

When it was time to leave, his face became solemn and he said solemnly,

"Teacher Xie gave the gun, the disciple will not dare to humiliate his reputation."

Looking at the back of Zhao Lang leaving, Wang Jian suddenly realized that this kid just made a fuss on purpose, just to relieve the sorrow of parting.

Because of various reasons such as transportation, a farewell may be a goodbye forever.

So the ancients regarded parting as very important.

Zhao Lang was worried about his body, so he deliberately made a fool of himself.

"This kid... has a heart."

Leaving the courtyard, Zhao Lang first came back to his room and put away the spear.

Holding another roll of bamboo slips, he came to Kong Jia's courtyard.

"teacher."

There was no attack this time, only Kong Jia's frowning frowns.

"You are the seed of a scholar, why do you go to the uneasy place in the north?"

Still the same question, but Zhao Lang's answer was different.

"Teacher, reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles."

"The disciple always has to go out and have a look."

"These days, the young people who stay in Zhuangzi will depend on you for their studies."

Zhao Lang smiled and took out a scroll.

"Teacher, this is the simplified Chinese characters I summed up these days. You just happened to have a look these days."

"By the end of this year, I should be able to come back."

Seeing that Zhao Lang had made up his mind, Kong Jia was extremely reluctant, but he could not dissuade him.

Besides, studying abroad is also a tradition of scholars.

Kong Jia took out a bamboo slip from his bosom and said,

"Teacher also has some friends in the north. If you have any difficulties, you can go and find them."

Although Zhao Lang didn't think he could use it, the teacher's good intentions were hard to refuse.

"Even if you go out, don't miss your schoolwork."

Kong Jia warned.

Zhao Lang naturally responded one by one.

When it was getting late, Zhao Lang also made arrangements for everything on Zhuangzi.

At this time, in the palace.

Fusu, Gongzi Gao, and Hu Hai~www.NovelMTL.com~ all stood in front of Qin Shihuang with a bewildered expression.

They didn't understand. It was already night. What did Qin Shihuang call them over?

"I received news that the Hu people in the north have been a little uneasy recently. Who among you would like to console the sergeant?"

Qin Shihuang looked at the three sons below and said indifferently.

Hearing this, Hu Hai immediately turned his head away and pretended not to hear.

The north is not a good place, so he didn't want to go.

The young master glanced at Fusu, but found that the other party just happened to be looking at him.

They were all unwilling to leave Xianyang.

After all, this is the center of supreme power!

Qin Shihuang looked at the hesitant expressions of several people, and when he thought about Zhao Lang again, he suddenly became angry.

"Just to console the sergeant! You are all hesitant!"

"If there is a day when soldiers will come under the city, do you have the courage to come to defend the enemy!"

Seeing what Qin Shihuang said was serious, Fusu said in a deep voice at this time,

"My son is willing to go!"

Seeing Fusu standing up, Young Master Gao and Hu Hai breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Qin Shihuang said fiercely,

"You don't have to hesitate anymore, the three of you, give them all to me!"

They are all his sons. Since Zhao Lang can go, other people can go too!

Hearing this, several people were immediately dumbfounded.

The next morning, Zhao Lang stood at the door of Zhuangzi with the team that had already been prepared.

He waved his hand and said,

"Set off!"

So the convoy moved slowly.

All the way north.

Or in other words, all the way to the northeast!

(Today's fourth watch, who would dare to call me short?!!)

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