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

Hearing Zhao Lang's words, the chill in Qin Shihuang's eyes slightly lessened.

But Qin Lao was stunned for a moment and asked,

"Alang, could it be that in your heart, the First Emperor is not a tyrant?"

Zhao Lang shook his head as a matter of course.

"Old Qin, you don't know anything about this, the first emperor unified the six kingdoms..."

After repeating the merits of the first emperor, he said,

"So, the first emperor cannot be regarded as a tyrant."

How many times has he blown these words?

very cooked.

Although Qin Shihuang had heard it several times, he still listened to it a hundred times.

But it was the first time that Mr. Qin heard it, and there was a hint of hesitation on his face.

Looking at Qin Shihuang, who was very close to Zhao Lang, he released his hand from his waist and asked,

"However, Ah Lang, the First Emperor is not friendly to me and other schools of thought."

Before Zhao Lang could answer, Qin Shihuang said with a bit of chill,

"All the sons and hundreds of families only want to speak for one family, and don't care about others. It's not surprising that the tyrant is not friendly."

Zhao Lang heard the dissatisfaction in his father's words, but he didn't think about it, but returned,

"Old Qin, my father is right. Think about it, apart from farmers and doctors, who care about ordinary people?"

"Even if Confucianism and Mohism say they want to treat people kindly, they still have a lofty attitude."

As the head of the farm family, Zhao Lang is very aware of this.

These days, he also received little information that farmers were being bullied.

Old Qin was silent for a while.

He knew that Zhao Lang was right.

Hundreds of schools of thought hold their own knowledge, and always have a sense of superiority over ordinary people.

Talented people in the world are like this, it is unavoidable.

Zhao Lang continued,

"As for whether the First Emperor will persecute the various schools of thought, we can actually see it now."

"I heard that the Mohists and Confucians are currently holding a debate in Xianyang City, but the First Emperor did not prohibit it. It can also be deduced that the First Emperor did not intend to kill all the sons and hundreds of schools."

Qin Lao actually knew that, but in this way, some things didn't make sense to him, and he frowned and said,

"Alang, if that's the case, why are you rebelling?"

Hearing this familiar question, Zhao Lang couldn't help showing a wry smile and said,

"Elder Qin, that's why I was so surprised before."

"According to my original calculation, the First Emperor still has less than three years."

"As soon as the First Emperor died, without his suppression, the remnants of the six kingdoms would certainly create chaos, and the various schools of thought would certainly take advantage of the chaos."

"At that time, the world will be in chaos! Life will be ruined!"

"That's why I want to prepare early to deal with troubled times."

Hearing this, Old Qin's face turned pale. He had seen the melee of the Seven Kingdoms and knew the cruelty of war!

"The world is about to fall into war again? How hard are the people!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang also sighed, but quickly said,

"But Mr. Qin, haven't you met the First Emperor today?"

"You said he still has five to seven years to live, which is very difficult to do!"

As soon as Zhao Lang's voice fell, he heard the old man shouting on the side,

"Lang'er! What did you say?!"

"What five to seven years!"

Zhao Lang turned his head and saw that his father and Uncle Zhao were looking at him in shock.

Zhao Lang understood his father's mood very well, and he was preparing to rebel, and he had been telling him for three years.

Now it has been out for a few more years suddenly, and over time, it is easy to have some accidents.

If it is discovered, it will be the scourge of looting the family and destroying the family!

Who got this?

So I quickly comforted,

"Dad, don't panic, I know that the first emperor has lived a long time."

"However, there may be some changes in the middle, maybe there will be an accident or something."

"In short, don't worry, the First Emperor will never live long!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang in the room, the sound of heavy objects falling.

As soon as Zhao Lang turned his head, he saw his uncle Zhao, who was not in good health, sitting on the ground.

Quickly step up and lift up,

"Oh, Uncle Zhao, I fell last time. I know that my legs are prone to numbness, so don't sit all the time."

"Come on, stand for a while."

"Elder Qin, show me Uncle Zhao too. His legs and feet are always numb and he always falls to the ground. How can this happen?"

Zhao Lang said to Qin Lao at this time.

Zhao Gao suddenly squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying, and said,

"Thank you Alang."

Old Qin glanced at Zhao Gao, and said with mixed emotions,

"It doesn't matter, he's just frightened... he's been a little cold, just take a rest."

Only then did Zhao Lang nodded.

"It's fine, come on, Mr. Qin, you can show my father again."

"Father, tell Mr. Qin, why are you uncomfortable?"

The two facing each other did not answer.

Qin Lao looked at Zhao Lang with a very complicated expression, and then looked at Qin Shihuang who was on the side and said slowly,

"Alang, you said, if the first emperor can live a few more years, can the world be peaceful?"

Zhao Lang buckled his head,

"Elder Qin, are you still thinking about this?"

"If the first emperor lived a few more years, then he would definitely be able to live a few more years of peace."

"But he can't resist for too long after all, and none of his sons will be able to live up to their expectations. By then, the world will be in chaos."

"It is better to die early than to die late. Let's do it well."

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang and Elder Qin looked at Zhao Lang in unison.

At this time, Zhao Gao's body began to shake slightly, and he was about to fall.

Fortunately, Zhao Lang's eyes and hands were quick, and he supported the other party.

"Uncle Zhao, why are your legs numb even when you're standing?"

"Elder Qin, is my Uncle Zhao really all right?"

Without waiting for Old Qin to reply, Zhao Gao grabbed Zhao Lang's hand and said with a pleading tone,

"Alang, Uncle Zhao is really fine, he's just tired and wants to rest."

"Why don't you come here first today."

"Really, don't talk about it."

Zhao Lang didn't take it seriously, and said to his father with a bit of complaint,

"Father, you too, Uncle Zhao is so tired, you still don't let him rest."

Hearing this, Zhao Gao held Zhao Lang's hand and secretly exerted some force, his eyes full of pleading.

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"Uncle Zhao, don't panic. Today, my nephew is in charge of you. Even if my father is your boss, I can't exploit you like this."

Qin Shihuang glanced at Zhao Gao and said with a bit of coldness,

"Since Brother Zhao is tired, just go to rest."

With these words, Zhao Lang sent Zhao Gao directly to the door, called a servant, and sent him back to rest.

Then back to the position,

"Elder Qin, let's forget about that for now. My father is very busy. It's early tomorrow morning, so you can take a look."

Qin Lao looked at Qin Shihuang at this time and said slowly,

"Of course there is no problem with the old man's consultation, but the old man's consultation fee is extremely expensive!"

"I don't know if your father can afford it!"

(Good night)