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

Because of the complicated affairs on Zhuangzi, Zhao Lang was a day later than he originally planned to return to the salt field.

And Zhao Lang told the slave that the female snitch would come again.

For other slaves, it was good news, but for that slave, it was a disaster.

If it were me, I would definitely escape at this time.

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time,

"What's the hurry, we will naturally know that he is still there when we go back."

"Set off."

Zhao Lang gave an order, and the convoy with slaves also moved.

Buying slaves still includes delivery.

The convoy quickly left the city gate and headed towards the salt field.

Before the convoy left the city gate, Qin troops had already arrived at the city gate.

"General, the one named Zhao Lang just left the city with a convoy of slaves."

Zhang Han, who was originally interested in Zhao Lang's news, just nodded and said with a bit of irritability,

"Understood, don't bother me about that kid recently."

Qin Jun asked cautiously,

"What's the matter with you, General?"

Zhang Han looked at the Qin Jun, who was following his old man, and said,

"I received a letter from General Meng and sent me a few ancestors. What kind of trick is the prince and the common people playing!"

"If there is any damage, I don't need to be the general defending the city."

Qin Jun was stunned for a moment.

"General, do you mean that there is a prince coming to the border? How can this be made!"

"We haven't been at peace here recently! You should write to His Majesty quickly."

Zhang Han sighed, pressed his forehead and said,

"It's not about to come, it's already on the way, count the days, it's coming soon."

This Qin Jun was dumbfounded. At this moment, a subordinate hurried over to report,

"General, there are a few young people at the gate of the city. They are asking to see you with a warrant from the captain."

Taiwei is the highest-ranking military attache in Daqin, and his status is the same as that of the prime minister.

But there is no one in Daqin who holds the post of Taiwei now, and there is only one who can issue Taiwei orders.

Zhang Han stood up slowly and said,

"coming."

At the gate of the city, Young Master Fu Su, Young Master Gao Zheng stood without squinting, Ying Yinman was also beside him.

And Hu Hai was turning his head from time to time, looking at the convoy of slaves that had been driving in the past.

"Hu Hai, what are you looking at?"

Ying Yinman asked suspiciously.

Hu Hai buckled his head and said with a little bit of confidence,

"Damn it, I just saw the backs of the convoy of slaves, and I felt like Brother Lang and the others."

"Damn, no matter how I look at everyone, everyone looks like Brother Lang. If you want to have a spring, you will send it. What's the matter with me?"

Ying Yinman's eyes suddenly widened, and the two were about to quarrel again.

At this time, Zhang Han walked down, looked at the few people in front of him, and sighed silently.

The one who wants to play the game between the prince and the common people, he can only obey.

So he said calmly,

"I am the city guard Zhang Han, who is coming?"

Several people hurried back,

"Little Minsu,

high,

Hey,

Man. "

"I have seen the general."

Zhang Han nodded and said,

"Since you are interested in joining the army, then enter the general's command, clean up here, and then go to the Great Wall."

Although the warrant stated that they would be treated the same as ordinary people, if Zhang Han believed it, he would be a fool.

Looking at the people in front of him, Zhang Han thought silently,

"Wait a while, and send it to General Meng quickly."

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On the road, the convoy of slaves escorted all the way.

Finally, before dark, we arrived near the salt field.

Just when he reached the door, Zhao Lang frowned slightly.

It should still be the time to work, after all, there is no such thing as 9-5-1 for slaves.

But now the entire salt field is empty, and even the two stewards are gone.

"Patriarch, that female snitch won't really come, let's save everyone."

To die said in surprise.

Zhao Lang looked around carefully, and finally put his eyes on the broken wooden house in the salt field.

He gave them a gesture to die, and his hand had already touched the dagger at his waist.

Going to die took the people off the horse directly, and they all made defensive gestures.

In an instant, the broken wooden hut in the salt field was opened, and all the slaves ran out.

One of the figures ran directly towards Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang took the dagger with his backhand, and as long as the opponent got close, he could kill him on the spot!

Just a few meters away, the other party just fell to his knees, crawled over, and howled,

"Master, you are back, Master!"

Only then did Zhao Lang put down the dagger, looked at the other party and said,

"What's the matter? Where are the two stewards?"

The slave looked up and said,

"Master, the villain listens to your instructions, let the villain bring everyone to make salt."

"But those two stewards ruined our affairs. The villain also heard that they were going to the city to report to the Zhao family!"

"The villain led someone to stop them. Who knew they would dare to resist, so the villain killed them."

"I just heard the movement and thought it was a thief coming, so we hid."

Of course Zhao Lang didn't say, let this slave bring these people to make salt.

Presumably, the other party used his name to suppress others, but he was smart.

As for the two stewards sending letters to the Zhao family, he believed it.

Even that little official was from the Zhao family, not to mention the two stewards.

just...

"You did very well."

Zhao Lang said lightly,

"I have a reward for whoever killed you with me."

The slave raised his head with a hint of surprise on his face and said,

"It's the villain and a few who are willing to be dogs for the master~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then said to the slave behind him,

"Come out, you guys! Kneel down to the master!"

Soon, several people came out of the slaves and stood with him.

The slave said with a smile,

"Master, with us, this salt field is yours."

Zhao Lang dismounted, walked over with a smile, and said,

"You are very good."

I have to say that this slave is really a talent. Although it is a trick, he can suppress these slaves in a short period of time.

He can still have his own accomplice, he is capable.

"You two get closer."

Zhao Lang said, then put one hand behind him.

Waiting for a few slaves to approach.

The next moment, Zhao Lang's hand stabbed out extremely quickly.

Under everyone's astonished gaze, the few people who were called out by the slave clutched their necks and fell slowly.

Zhao Lang said lightly at this time,

"Without you, this salt field would still be mine."

Then he commanded to die,

"Go to hell, write a document and send the convoy of slaves to the county seat."

"Let's just say that the slaves in the saltworks rioted and killed two stewards. They have already been subdued. Let them send people over."

Then he glanced at the slave who was slumped on the ground and said,

"In the future, when I get off the horse, I can not step on it, but you can't help but kneel."

The slave knelt down again and said,

"The little man knows."

Zhao Lang nodded,

"What's your name? Forget it, starting today, you'll be called a slave."

The slave buried his head deeply on the ground and returned,

"Slave, thank the master for his name."

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