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

It wasn't until Zhao Lang took the bamboo slip into his arms that the other party came back to his senses.

But the first thing the other party came back to was rushing towards him.

muttering in his mouth,

"How is it possible, how could this appear here!"

It's okay to talk about it, and while talking, he wants to stretch it into his arms, this is too much!

Zhao Langyan was not polite to him.

Just kick it away.

The next moment, Shu Suntong flew back upside down.

When the officials next to him saw this scene, their expressions changed.

Many people took out their weapons.

Da Qin's atmosphere is very sturdy.

If you like these people, you won't admit it, the sword is out of the sheath!

For a time, the atmosphere in the entire government office was tense.

At this time, the people of Shusun Tong didn't even get up, and even shouted,

"Stop! Stop! It's okay, old man!"

The clerks stopped.

Uncle Suntong finally got up and came to Zhao Lang, but this time he didn't dare to act blindly.

And standing a little far away, he asked nervously,

"General! Can the old man take another look at the bamboo slip you just presented?"

Zhao Lang didn't want to show the other party, but his heart moved slightly.

The thing that can make a great Qin wait for a doctor, a Confucian Confucian to lose his temper, is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Could it be that his teacher has a special identity?

Zhao Lang immediately took out the bamboo slip and said,

"You can look, but not touch."

Uncle Sun Tong nodded again and again,

"Just as the general said!"

Then he looked at the bamboo slips carefully, and muttered in his mouth,

"Can't be wrong, that's it!"

Seeing that Uncle Sun Tong was getting closer and closer, Zhao Lang put away the bamboo slip and asked abruptly,

"What is this!"

"This is my Confucianism..."

Uncle Sun Tong subconsciously wanted to say it, but stopped abruptly.

Zhao Lang raised his brows and continued to ask,

"Confucian what?"

Uncle Suntong did not return at this time, but glanced at Zhao Lang with a deep meaning, and then asked,

"Where did this bamboo slip, General, come from?"

Zhao Lang frowned slightly and returned,

"Given by Ben's teacher."

"teacher?"

Shu Suntong's eyes brightened for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

"But what's wrong? What did you just say this is Confucianism?"

Zhao Lang continued to ask questions.

Uncle Suntong laughed at this time and said with a smile,

"Hey, the general doesn't know something, this thing is the belongings of a Confucian friend of mine."

"I haven't seen it for a long time, so when I see it, I'm inevitably a little excited."

"Are you my teacher's friend?"

Zhao Lang was a little stunned.

Unexpectedly, I did not meet the teacher's friend in Liaodong, but met in the cloud.

And look at each other, get beaten, they have to call their subordinates to stop.

Most likely true.

It's just that I'm a little embarrassed, but I just beat the other party.

After a little hesitation, Zhao Lang still saluted,

"Well... I have seen the senior."

This ceremony is not for Shusuntong, but for the teacher who loves him.

Zhao Lang didn't want the other party to be stabbed in the spine.

Shusun Tong suddenly showed a smile, but his body slightly avoided, and then said,

"Since he is a disciple of an old friend, it is natural to have a good conversation today."

"Come on, bring some drinks!"

Whether Zhao Lang can become the head of Confucianism depends on his age. As long as he is truly talented and learns, he will have unlimited achievements in the future!

The clerks on the side were already dumbfounded.

Didn't you just shout and kill?

Why are you going to drink it?

The Xiji people behind Zhao Lang also looked at each other.

The owner of the house beat someone, but the other party invited him to drink?

Even if it is an old friend's disciple, don't you scold it?

Are Confucians so broad-minded?

"Come on, is my old friend okay?"

Uncle Suntong asked enthusiastically.

Without hitting the smiling face, Zhao Lang could only go back.

"The teacher was fine when he left home, and it should be the same now."

"Oh? You've already gone out to practice?"

Uncle Suntong asked with a bit of surprise.

The Confucians in Daqin, however, did not work behind closed doors and read dead books.

Even Confucius took his disciples on a trip to increase his knowledge and knowledge.

Zhao Lang nodded, concealed the secret part, and then talked about his own experience.

"It's so outstanding!"

Uncle Suntong exclaimed loudly,

"At such a young age, he led a county with his military merits!"

Uncle Sun Tong's heart turned sharply at this time.

He was originally a very flexible temperament, but at this time he was even more convinced that Zhao Lang must have a bright future!

Zhao Lang took the opportunity to say at this time,

"Although the territory of a county is led, the military affairs are also complicated, and the materials ahead..."

"Hey!"

Before Zhao Lang could finish speaking, Uncle Sun Tong, who had two drinks, waved his hand and said,

"Don't worry!"

"The supplies will be handed over to the old man, and the other counties will also be contacted by the old man."

"It must satisfy you!"

At this time, Shu Suntong whispered again,

"Actually, some materials will only be enough for the front, and will not let you hoard too much."

"This is also the meaning of the court, so I let the old man come."

"But don't worry, these things are all here with the old man, and they will naturally be arranged for you."

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly.

With a smile, he said,

"Thank you sir."

Hearing this title, Shusuntong suddenly smiled, as if he had remembered something, and said,

"After the winter, scholars from all over the world will gather in Xianyang. There will definitely be debates at that time. You must remember to participate!"

Zhao Lang thought to himself, what does this have to do with him.

After all, he worshipped the teacher only to improve his writing and cultivate his own small class.

It's just that he just took a break at that time, so it's okay to take a look.

Immediately he said,

"Well, I'll go take a look with the teacher then."

Uncle Suntong nodded, and then the two continued to drink.

I have to say, if a Confucian scholar wants to have a good chat with you, the process is still very pleasant.

At any time, you can cite the classics and tout them, and it is even more without a trace of fireworks.

Makes you feel fluffy without feeling greasy.

The clerks on the side were all stunned.

Each one is numb.

There are only one or two clever little officials who have a burst of enlightenment in their hearts,

"No wonder Shangguan can sit in this position~www.NovelMTL.com~ Look at this face!"

When Zhao Lang left, the whole person felt extremely comfortable.

Of course, Zhao Lang didn't lose his head.

Instead, doubts arose, and the change in the other party's attitude was really strange.

"Hey, when the people from Zhuangzi arrive, I will arrange for someone to watch it."

"Yes, master."

Xi replied immediately.

Even if it is a friend of the teacher, Zhao Lang does not believe that there will be good things for no reason in this world.

Ji Wushuang understands this truth!

"Well, I don't know what happened to Xiao Bailian."

Zhao Lang looked towards Liaodong.