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

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Although winter is also one of the four seasons, for the common people, the days of winter are the slowest.

Probably because the people wanted winter to pass earlier, so they seemed tormented.

Of course, time passed as usual, and finally reached the boundary between winter and spring.

Outside Xianyang City, Heming Academy.

Zhao Lang is seeing them off to death, and now the weather is much better than before, and it is time to set off.

Well, as for Ji Wushuang, who dared to set off on a snowy day, it cannot be measured by ordinary people's standards.

"Damn, I asked you to take away some teenagers this time. After returning to Liaodong, I want you to strengthen your strength as soon as possible."

"Big cat, you need to organize all the people in Zhuangzi and strengthen the training."

"Tell Wang Cai how many kinds of potatoes can be grown!"

Zhao Lang ordered them one by one.

The time of the Southern Tour is advanced, the ghost knows whether the time of the chaos in the world will be earlier!

He has to be ready for everything.

"Yes! Patriarch!"

Several people responded in unison.

Soon, go to death with a whip, and set off with people.

Zhao Lang watched a few people slowly go away, and at this moment, there was an anxious shout from behind,

"Homeowner!"

When Zhao Lang turned his head, he saw Su limping over with a cane.

The big dog was following worriedly.

"Su, what are you doing out? What if you fall?"

Zhao Lang said with a frown.

A servant next to him stepped forward to support him.

Su had already accepted the treatment of Qin Lao, and broke his leg and was reborn. Naturally, he asked Bai Lao and the others to make the crutches.

"Did they go to hell?"

Su said with a bit of disappointment,

"I haven't had time to say goodbye to them."

Zhao Lang knew the relationship between these people, so he didn't blame him, he just said,

"Still pay attention to the injury, don't affect the recovery."

Su looked at the backs of the dead and they left, and nodded in disappointment.

"It's okay, Patriarch, I'm watching."

The big dog on the side said quickly.

Zhao Lang looked at the big dog, smiled, and then said to Su,

"Just in time, Su, I have something to look for you, let's go back together."

Su's eyes lit up and said,

"Patriarch, do you want materials?"

Zhao Lang nodded, he must make all preparations when he goes out this time.

If it weren't for the Zhuge Crossbow being relatively large and difficult to carry, he would have wished to carry them all.

Zhao Lang took the people all the way to Xu Gui's separate house, and the big dog really took good care of Su.

But Zhao Lang knew that the better the big dog licked, the less likely it would impress Su.

Gee, really sad.

Soon, a few people arrived at the place,

"I've seen your son."

Xu Gui led the people to salute.

Zhao Lang glanced at it, um, these people are recovering well.

It looks like it could teach for a few more years.

At this time, Su took out a bamboo tube, which was Zhao Lang's request, not to use any metal to hold the gunpowder.

"Patriarch, this bamboo tube is about a pound."

"We also made a lot of small bamboo gunpowder, and put small stones to increase its power, according to your previous instructions."

Zhao Lang looked at these small bamboo tubes and nodded slightly. With these earth-made bamboo tube grenades, they can definitely play a role in setting the tone at a critical time!

"By the way, Patriarch, give these little things a name."

Su said.

"name?"

Zhao Lang thought for a while, then returned with a smile,

"Just call it justice."

"justice?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Su's face.

Zhao Lang said at this time,

"The role of these little things is to bring justice."

Su suddenly nodded suddenly.

After getting "justice", Zhao Lang left here soon, and he still had a lot of things to explain.

After meeting Fu Bo and others, Zhao Lang did not return to his room until evening.

It didn't take long for the slave outside the door to report,

"Master, Morton's wife wants to see you."

Zhao Lang did not let the slaves go back with them, but stayed by his side.

"Let her in."

Zhao Lang said indifferently.

Soon, a young woman in Daqin costume walked in.

"It still looks a bit like, and it really still looks good in my Huaxia clothes."

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up and nodded.

Morton's wife gave a jerky salute.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang became more and more excited.

Now, just looking at the appearance, who can tell that this is the wife of Xiongnu Shanyu? !

This is the power of China!

The people on the grasslands can never be killed.

We must start from the military, economic, cultural and other aspects to eliminate future troubles forever!

Mo Dun's wife was a little uncomfortable when Zhao Lang looked at it, and lowered her head and said,

"I want to ask you, it's almost a winter now, when will I be able to take my child back."

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"What's the hurry? Just stay well, you have seen your children, and they have not suffered any grievances."

"When the time comes, you will naturally know."

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Zhao Lang said very domineeringly,

"Slave, send her back."

He doesn't have much time to entangle with each other and reason.

And what needs to be said has already been said.

Soon, the slave left here with people.

Not long after Zhao Lang sat down again, there was a knock on the door.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the big dog squirmly walked in,

"Homeowner."

Zhao Lang hummed,

"Say."

The big dog gritted his teeth and said,

"Patriarch, I want to go out with you this time."

Zhao Lang raised his brows and said,

"Oh? You're not at home anymore? What if there is no one to take care of Su?"

Zhao Lang originally planned to let the big dog guard the house.

The family also needs a person of their own.

Hearing Su's name, Big Dog's expression changed slightly, and with a bit of a cry, he said extremely aggrieved,

"Go to hell, Er Hei, Big Cat and the others went out to work hard for Zhuangzi, and I stayed at home alone."

"Su, say I'm a watchdog."

Zhao Lang blinked, it turned out that the root was here, and this was indeed a scolding.

It's just that Su is not such a vicious person. Suddenly, Zhao Lang's heart moved, and he instantly understood Su's thoughts.

It seems that the big dog's licking dog has hope.

It's just that the big dog doesn't understand it yet.

However, Zhao Lang did not say anything, but said with a smile,

"There's nothing wrong with watchdogs."

The big dog was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to nod his head, but when he saw the joke on Zhao Lang's face, he couldn't hold back for a moment.

"Wuwuwu, master, you are laughing at me too! I don't want to be a dog."

Zhao Lang got up, touched the big dog's head, and said,

"Okay~www.NovelMTL.com~ Don't cry, go out this time, work hard and become a wolf."

It took some time to reassure the big dog before sending him away.

Just when he was leaving, the slave outside looked at the figure of the big dog leaving and muttered,

"What's wrong with being a dog."

Then he helped Zhao Lang to close the door very intimately, and his flattering appearance made Tianyi, who was also guarding outside, a little disdain.

——

Time flies, I don't know when it started, the snow on the ground gradually disappeared.

On this day, an official from the Taiwei's Mansion entered Heming Academy again.

Before the order was delivered, Zhao Lang already knew,

The Southern Tour is about to begin.

(Late Sin Ming 8000 words, Ann)