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

Xianyang Palace.

Qin Shihuang was looking at the bamboo slips in his hand, but he looked at one of the bamboo slips for a long time, but he didn't turn it over.

Zhao Gao, who was beside him, saw it in his eyes and shouted softly,

"Your Majesty?"

Qin Shihuang suddenly regained his senses, put his eyes on the bamboo slips again, and said,

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Gao carefully pointed to the bamboo slip in Qin Shihuang's hand, and said,

"Your Majesty, you took down the bamboo slip."

Qin Shihuang was stunned for a moment, looked at the bamboo slip in his hand, blushed, and threw the bamboo slip directly, saying,

"I did it on purpose, look at you slave, when will you find out!"

Zhao Gao blinked and sneered, Your Majesty, you can't come like this when you talk nonsense.

Of course, he didn't dare to say these words.

"It's the old slave's fault."

Qin Shihuang was interrupted by Zhao Gao, so he put down the bamboo slip in his hand, got up and walked two steps, saying,

"Is there a reward for Lang'er?"

Zhao Gao returned with a smile,

"Your Majesty, it's not long since Young Master Lang arrived in Liaodong County, how can he reply so quickly."

"I probably haven't gone to the salt field yet. I'm afraid I've only settled down in Zhuangzi now."

"No need to worry, Your Majesty, in a few days, there should be a reply."

Only then did Qin Shihuang nodded. Looking at the smile on Zhao Gao's face, he pretended to cough and said,

"Where is my urgency? After all, it's my blood. Just ask."

Zhao Gao nodded and returned,

"What Your Majesty said is that there is a letter from the four of you, the son of Fusu, do you want to take a look?"

Qin Shihuang was taken aback for a moment.

"Really? Let's take a look. Where is the letter?"

Zhao Gao returned,

"Your Majesty, the letter is on your desk. You were dealing with government affairs, so you just put it there."

Qin Shihuang looked down, and sure enough, under a scroll of bamboo slips, there were several cloth letters.

Qin Shihuang couldn't hold back a little, and with a bit of anger turned into anger, he said to Zhao Gao,

"How come there are still so many government affairs? Cover up all the letters, what do you do with the letter?"

Zhao Gao's old face suddenly collapsed, and he said aggrievedly,

"Your Majesty, this old slave has been following you these days..."

What else did Qin Shihuang want to say, but there were attendants outside the door reporting back,

"Your Majesty, there is a man named Ah Fu outside the palace gate, who is asking to see you with your warrant."

"Afu?"

Qin Shihuang was stunned for a moment, then immediately said,

"Hurry up!"

Soon Uncle Fu appeared at the gate of the palace. As soon as he saw Qin Shihuang, he took out the letter and said,

"Patriarch! Young Master has written a letter!"

Qin Shihuang's eyes suddenly lit up, he took the letter and opened it, looking directly at it.

Soon a smile appeared on his face. After reading a piece of cloth, he said,

"I didn't expect Lang'er to master the salt field so quickly! Very good!"

Zhao Gao also showed a hint of surprise.

"Young Master Lang's movements are so fast?"

Qin Shihuang nodded and looked at the other piece of cloth, but in the next instant, his face turned serious.

After reading it, he put away the cloth and said,

"Let the mason as a supervisor come to see me, and bring two masons."

"A'Fu, go to the palace next to you to rest, I'm calling you after I've written a reply."

Fu Bo immediately stepped back, Zhao Gao glanced down at the bamboo slips, and the son went out after Fusu and their letters.

At this time, Liaodong County.

On the road leading to the county seat, a group of carriages are slowly moving.

Inside a carriage, Hu Hai was lying halfway inside, sighing and saying,

"Royal father should have read our letter, when will we go back."

Ying Yinman on the side said angrily,

"Put your feet away! Before we got there, you thought about going back."

When Hu Hai looked at Ying Yinman, he suddenly became angry.

"You're too embarrassed to say that it's because you ran out privately and made your father lose his temper."

"It was originally just to reward the sergeant, but now it has become an army! This time I will lose my skin if I don't die."

Ying Yinman pouted and said,

"I originally just wanted to go out of the palace to find someone. It's all your fault. The guards heard me shouting so loudly."

Hu Hai snorted coldly and said,

"Looking for someone, I think you are looking for Brother Lang. It's all right. Brother Lang is in Xianyang, and you go to Liaodong."

"See how you find it!"

Ying Yinman blushed and said,

"Who said I was looking for him!"

Hu Hai pouted,

"It's as if you knew other people outside Xianyang City."

Ying Yinman widened her eyes and wanted to say something.

Suddenly there was a rush of hooves, which sounded from the side, and then went away.

"Who is riding a horse on the road?"

Hu Hai frowned, lifted the curtain of the car~www.NovelMTL.com~ and saw the back of a group of teenagers quickly leaving,

"Huh? Why do I feel that this team is a bit like Lang Ge Zhuangzi?"

"No, those people don't know how to ride a horse."

This team of fast horses entered the county directly. After dismounting at the gate of the city, one of the young men said to the leader,

"Patriarch, aren't we rushing back to the salt field today?"

Zhao Lang walked with the horse and said,

"Don't worry, go to the slave market to buy some slaves first. There are not enough people in the salt field."

Zhao Lang wants to expand production in the future. Naturally, these 100 slaves are not enough.

Soon, the group came to the slave market where they had been before. This time, when many people saw Zhao Lang, they all showed a bit of fear.

They didn't forget that this group of teenagers killed Scar.

"Family, can we still choose those teenagers this time?"

Looking at the slave market, those people who are about the same age as him, couldn't help asking.

Zhao Lang was about to answer when suddenly a figure flashed past not far away, his eyes lit up, and he said to Death,

"Today we will buy 100 slaves first, you must be, I will leave first."

After speaking, he turned and left.

To die immediately called the slave trader excitedly and prepared to place an order.

However, Zhao Lang came at this time, an old man who was holding a curtain and said with a smile,

"Old Daoist, the last time you said that I had a **** disaster, it was quite accurate."

"Today, I want to do another calculation."

When Lao Dao saw Zhao Lang, he was stunned for a moment, then a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said,

"Why are you here?"

"It shouldn't be you!"

(Third watch! Don't be quick to praise me!)

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