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

Looking at Xiaoyu's shocked look, Zhao Lang knew that it was probably scaring others.

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It's normal to be frightened. Put yourself in the shoes and think about it, if he hears a master of Zhuangzi say such things.

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He must have thought that this person was a pervert who wanted to attack all the women in his village.

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It's not just a beast, it's simply not as good as a beast!

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Zhao Lang can only try to make himself appear more sincere.

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"Xiaoyu, this is not what you think. I really just want to find this person."

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"it is very important to me."

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Xiaoyu took a step back, leaned her body against the door, and asked in a low voice,

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"Master, why are you looking for this person?"

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Zhao Lang was stunned. How could he explain it? Could it be that I slept with someone else when I didn't even know my name and face.

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I only remember that someone has a red mole on their back waist.

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Not to mention women, even if Zhao Lang himself heard about such a person, he would spit and scold a scumbag.

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"This... well, I have a friend, um, yes, a friend who is looking for her."

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Zhao Lang said out of nowhere,

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"So, I have to trouble you to help me see this."

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Xiaoyu lowered her head and replied in a low voice,

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"Yes, son."

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Then he ran out.

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It wasn't until he returned to his small room that he gasped with a pale face, and there was only one thought in his mind,

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"He's looking for me! He's looking for me!"

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Xiaoyu, of course, is Yushu.

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After being brought back by Ji Wushuang that day, she has been in Zhuangzi these days.

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I found that it was pretty good on this Zhuangzi, and there was no bullying.

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Do some chores every day, and when I have time, I can also learn farm work and medical skills.

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She was more comfortable than a princess, she thought she could live like this in her life.

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Unexpectedly, Zhao Lang suddenly asked her about it today.

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Originally, in this world, only her long-dead mother and herself knew that there was a red mole on her lower back.

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Now there is one more person, no, two people.

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Yu Shu tried her best to calm herself down,

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"Since he asked through the son, he doesn't know me yet."

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"As long as I report it and don't find it, it's not a problem of course."

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"Yu Shu died that night, and now there is only Xiaoyu in this world."

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Xiaoyu took a few deep breaths and had already made up her mind.

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Early the next morning, someone came to Zhuangzi's door.

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One is a messenger, to deliver the letter.

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"Young Master! The Patriarch has sent Zhuangzi to you again!"

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Wang Cai shouted happily.

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Zhao Lang looked at the letter and immediately smiled, looking at Daddy Cheap's audacity!

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He really is someone who does big things!

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It's time to give him the skills to purify salt and stirrups.

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The black powder still needs to be slowed down.

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This thing is no different.

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With these Zhuangzi, within a year or two, there is no need to worry about the grain output of Liaodong.

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And it can also expand the manpower.

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Just doing this is not without problems.

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The territory expanded rapidly, but his manpower couldn't keep up.

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Being top-heavy, you can't go far.

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And those teenagers left on Zhuangzi in Xianyang don't know how they are growing up.

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He is missing someone.

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"Let's go back and let Ji Wushuang recruit some peasant talents. Although these Zhuangzi are all the hands of the father, the leader must be replaced by himself."

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When Zhao Lang was sighing and sighing, at Zhuangzi in Xianyang, Juzi and the others also had a sad look on their faces.

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"How is the person looking?"

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Juzi asked.

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Several elders from the Mo family looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

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Using the pretext of building a new village for Zhao Lang, they have mobilized nearly 2,000 disciples of the Mo family.

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It was already a very dangerous move.

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At the very beginning, the government here also came to investigate, and they were worried that something might go wrong. After all, the Daqin government didn't have a good look at the hundreds of families.

However, he was directly dismissed by Fu Bo, Zhuangzi's housekeeper.

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Since then, the government has turned a blind eye to this place.

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It is convenient for them.

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It's just that it can't go on like this. Zhao Lang's new Zhuangzi looks new every day.

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But let alone people, they didn't find a single hair.

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Shopkeeper Liu said with a frown,

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"Juzi, this person should have been taken into the palace."

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"If I wait for such talents, I will definitely protect them strictly!"

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A look of sadness appeared on Ju Zi's aged face.

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"Hundreds of schools of thought, is there really no way out?"

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These days, the more he studied that strange thing full of words, the more terrifying he felt.

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With this thing, in less than ten years, Da Qin will be able to disintegrate the foundations of hundreds of schools and even the remnants of the Six Nations!

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Others have also thought of this layer, but they can't do anything about it.

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Seeing everyone's helplessness, Ju Zi's eyes gradually became firm,

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"Is there any recommendation for talented people from all over the world recently?"

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Nowadays, whether it is Da Qin or a hundred schools of thought, the way to obtain talents is mostly the election system.

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Several elders looked at each other suspiciously, wondering why Juzi suddenly asked this.

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Shopkeeper Liu returned,

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"Yes, there are nearly 50 people recommended by various places."

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"It's just that these days don't have time to look closely."

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Juzi took out his Juzi order and said,

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"Juziling, call the world's talents! After June, gather in Xianyang!"

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"Take the Luban lock as the first question, and this strange object as the last question!"

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"A person who can solve all the riddles and has no bad virtue can be a great man!"

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Before Ju Zi finished speaking, all the elders were shocked and said,

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"Juzi! Absolutely not!"

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"How can you be so sloppy when you are the supreme son of the Mo family!"

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"Exactly, Juzi, I will send the Mo family's children to sneak into the craftsman as a supervisor!"

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Without waiting for the others to say more, Ju Zi shook his head firmly,

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"We have already used all the means that should be used, and there is no need to let the Mo family's children die in vain."

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"To gather talents is also an opportunity for our Mo family to grow."

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"It's you, wait, if you can decipher this strange object, it's the same!"

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As soon as these words came out, the elders suddenly fell silent.

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Only one person whispered,

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"It's just Juzi, why is this place in Xianyang, if the tyrant..."

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Ju Zi was cold,

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"Have you ever seen a tyrant kill for no reason?"

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The elders stopped talking immediately. They always regarded Qin Shihuang as an enemy, so they understood each other instead.

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Although Qin Shi Huang implemented severe punishments and laws, he was not a person who killed indiscriminately.

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One of the elders hesitated~www.NovelMTL.com~ and said,

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"Juzi, I don't know this strange thing, can you show me again?"

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Other people's minds are also flexible.

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They can study this wonder now, while others will not be able to access it in six months.

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If they can figure out in advance...

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They are not saints after all.

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Juzi pretended he hadn't seen these people's thoughts, put the paper with the words on it on the table, and said,

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"Of course it can, but this strange object cannot leave the house, let alone be damaged."

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The others replied immediately,

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"That's natural."

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Immediately, everyone surrounded the paper.

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Instead, Juzi walked outside, looked at Wang Tiezhu who was standing outside, and said,

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"Master Lang's Zhuangzi, I'll leave it to you."

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Wang Tiezhu smiled naively.

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"Gongzilang is a good person, I will naturally do my best for his affairs."

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Hearing this, Juzi also felt a little emotional. Zhao Lang's temperament can be seen from this village.

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What a pity, Juzi murmured to himself,

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"If only you could unlock this secret."

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