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

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"The way is natural, Lao Huang, you are right!"

Zhao Lang said with a smile at this time.

The old Daoist Huang Shi was slightly startled. Although Zhao Lang agreed with his words, for some reason, his keen sense was a little wrong.

So don't answer.

Zhao Lang did not give up, saying,

"Old Huang, you see that the Taoist doctrine is so good, of course it should be promoted, don't you think?"

The old Daoist Huang Shi tasted Zhao Lang's words carefully, and felt that there was no problem.

Taoists are naturally pure and inaction, but they still care about their own theories.

Old Daoist Huangshi nodded, and then said dryly,

"It's just that no one in my Taoist family is willing to take on this role."

It takes a lot of time to promote one's own theories, and it is better to practice on your own.

Zhao Lang suddenly showed a smile,

"I'd love to help with that."

People always have the need for spiritual sustenance, which is personal freedom.

Although Zhao Lang is a firm materialist, he will not criticize this kind of freedom.

However, if you have to believe it, your own is naturally better.

Hearing this, Lao Dao Huang Shi was slightly startled,

"Young Master Lang is willing to help? You also understand Taoism?"

Zhao Lang shook his head, he knew the Tao Te Ching, and there was a sentence, the Tao can be said...

Old Daoist Huangshi is a little confused, you don't understand, what can you do for me?

Seeing what Lao Huang meant, Zhao Lang smiled. He did not understand Taoism, but he understood what the people wanted!

"Old Huang, I heard that Taoism has immortals, right?"

Old Daoist Huangshi thought for a while, and then said,

"My Taoist school has a saying of the Tao, but it is different from what ordinary people understand."

"Getting the Tao is just discovering and understanding a truth in the world."

"From this, the mind is mastered, the body is just a skin, and the moment of death, it is natural."

These few words made Zhao Lang narrow his eyes. Damn, how can you Taoist be more materialistic than materialism.

But it's definitely not good to say it like this, it's not conducive to the spread.

"Old Huang, how can you do that?"

"I'll tell you a legend first."

"Once upon a time, the heaven and the earth were chaotic, which gave birth to a **** of creation, named Pangu, who held a giant axe and opened up the world..."

Following Zhao Lang's narration, Lao Dao Huang Shi slowly opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, also, after heaven and earth were created, there was a goddess with a human head and a snake body named Nuwa..."

Soon, Zhao Lang recounted several myths and legends that were widely circulated in later generations, such as the great **** Pangu, Nuwa's creation of man, and Kuafu's pursuit of the sun.

Although these legends and stories are extremely simple, the old Daoist Huang Shi listened with great energy, and he could perceive the power in them!

Only he quickly asked,

"Gongzi Lang, these legends, the old man has never heard of them, where did they come from?"

Zhao Lang said with a blushing face and a heartbeat,

"It's all inherited from farmers. Look at this Pangu, isn't it the representative of my Chinese people's hard work?"

"Isn't this Nuwa a clear proof that my Chinese people are prosperous?"

"This praise of father is exactly the performance of my Chinese people's perseverance and struggle with the sky."

"Old Huang, you still don't go deep enough into the people. You have to remember that the people have great wisdom."

Old Daoist Huangshi nodded thoughtfully, but quickly frowned and asked,

"But what can Laodao do?"

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, this is what he was waiting for!

"Old Huang, you have compiled these myths and legends into classics and spread them first."

"Then send Taoist people, walk among the people, solve problems, and the people will do the rest for you."

The old Daoist Huangshi nodded again and again, but he arrived very quickly.

"My Taoist family doesn't have so many disciples."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang laughed even more happily, man, he has it!

"It doesn't matter, Lao Huang, you must first gather all the Taoist disciples and compile the classics first."

Old Daoist Huangshi said a little embarrassedly,

"Gongzi Lang, how can Laodao implicate other people in such matters?"

Zhao Lang's face became solemn, and he said,

"Old Huang! How can this implicate others?"

"Think about it, it has really become from now on, how much fame is this? Are you afraid that others will steal your reputation?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, old Huang, I didn't expect you to be such a person."

The old Daoist Huang Shi was a little over the top for a while, of course he didn't mean it,

"How could I possibly be this kind of person! I'll go..."

Lao Dao was about to say that he was going to write a letter to call someone, but when he saw Zhao Lang's bright eyes, he suddenly came back to his senses!

frowned and asked,

"Young Master Lang, why do you care so much about Taoism for no reason?"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, but soon showed a smile and said very sincerely,

"My own things are always better."

This is his truth.

Of course, if Taoism develops in the future, and these people are unwilling to take care of things, he can only help out reluctantly.

Old Daoist Huang Shi looked at Zhao Lang carefully, but he couldn't see any problem.

These things, it seems, are not doing any good.

I am afraid it will take ten years, or even a hundred years to see the effect.

Old Daoist Huang Shi couldn't help but glance at Zhao Lang,

"Alright, this matter, the old man will accept it."

Zhao Lang suddenly laughed, of course he wanted more than this.

This is only the first step in the establishment, and then it will be transformed.

Of course, for some things, it takes hundreds, or even last year, to see the effect.

Then it's none of his business.

Anyway, now, the people of Daqin finally have someone to put their hearts on.

Let Tianyi send Lao Huang back to rest.

The slaves still didn't come back, they just sent people a letter, and they were asking for information.

As for the process, Zhao Lang didn't ask much.

Early the next morning.

Zhao Lang saw that Lao Huang asked his servant to deliver the letter for him.

It seems to be a letter written overnight last night.

Zhao Lang nodded with satisfaction. These old people are very reliable in their work.

When I went out and took a look, this morning was obviously much cleaner.

After all, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Mohism have all left the stage, and many people left Xianyang yesterday.

It's just that Zhao Lang was a little uncomfortable. He didn't get much benefit from such a big event.

Neither the Confucianism nor the Legalists said anything about it, and originally planned to make too much progress.

After all, Confucianism gave him a group of Gongyang Confucian scholars.

Legalists don't have a single hair.

The Mo family he was thinking of, originally wanted to recruit some Mo family disciples, but in the end, they only met once.

Also found his own papermaking, typography leaked.

In short ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ blood loss.

"Alas, normal heart, normal heart, the world doesn't revolve around you."

Zhao Lang comforted himself a few words.

Then prepare to go to Taiwei's mansion.

Now he doesn't have much to do. He takes out Su Ying, who was hiding in the Goguryeo embassy, ​​and kills him.

Then get the 20,000 taels of gold.

Then you can go back to Zhuangzi to spend the winter happily.

Let Er Hei and a few people guard the house, Zhao Lang will take him to death, and a few people will set off in Tianyi.

No one noticed, not far away, a middle-aged man with a goatee was gloomy and said to the servant,

"Mei, are you also here from this village?"

"Hmph, I said she found someone, and it turned out to be the head of the family."