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

"What's the fuss about?"

In the study, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes put down the bamboo slips, frowned and said to the nonsense.

The mustache was reprimanded and didn't care, saying,

"Patriarch, I found a motorcade at the city gate today with forty or fifty girls in it."

"It's all twenty-eight years old!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly.

"Forty or fifty girls?"

"Which family's person is he who has such a big hand?"

At this time, the mustache showed a smile and said,

"Patriarch, the magic lies here, not our acquaintance."

"I've already made inquiries. It was from outside the city who came to the market to buy things! And the person in charge was just a boy who didn't even grow his hair."

The middle-aged man stood up directly this time,

"From outside the city?!"

After walking two steps back and forth in the room, the middle-aged man pondered for a while and said,

"Don't worry about this matter. They will go to Shifang tomorrow and will not leave the city, so there is still time."

"You go and send someone to follow them to investigate."

"I'll make a decision."

Bazihu ​​immediately ordered to retreat.

After the moustache left, the middle-aged man shouted outside,

"Come on!"

Suddenly a servant walked in from the dark.

"Go check to see if it's a powerful son in the surrounding area of ​​Xianyang City. You must report it tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The attendant saluted and stepped back.

The middle-aged man knelt down and sat down again, but said with a bit of self-deprecation,

"Your Majesty? I'm a person who doesn't even dare to leave the door, so what should I be like Your Majesty?"

"Nowadays, I'm doing these shady people, not even a slut."

"Shut up!"

At this moment, a screeching sound came from the door.

The middle-aged man looked up and saw an old man with white hair looking at him angrily.

"Uncle! I..."

The middle-aged man hurried forward, trying to help him, but was thrown away by the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man took out a cane and said angrily,

"Take off your clothes and kneel down!"

The middle-aged man stopped defending, knelt down, and took off his shirt, revealing his back with tiny scars.

The white-haired old man directly waved his hand!

Snapped!

The rattan fell on his back, causing a bloodstain to start.

the white-haired old man asked,

"Speak! Who are you!"

The middle-aged man was beaten with blue veins, and endured the pain and said,

"I am the son of King Qi! Tian Qi!"

Snapped! Again!

"Speak! What do you want!"

"I want to destroy the tyrannical Qin! Kill the tyrant! Avenge my father! Do whatever it takes!"

Snapped!

"Your father, King Qi, was starved to death by a tyrant, dare you to forget it!"

"Don't forget!"

In the room, one question and one answer.

Outside the room, the attendants in the dark all looked around with extreme vigilance.

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Silent all night.

Zhao Lang got up very early today.

When people are outside, they don't always sleep soundly.

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Qi also got up early and were grooming him.

There was also the laughter of the girls chattering outside the door.

Everyone is looking forward to today's trip.

Soon, Zhao Lang sorted out and walked out the door.

Looking at the scene outside, Zhao Lang showed a wry smile.

He was still careless.

I didn't expect to go out with nearly 50 girls at a time, how many people's attention would be attracted.

"When you go out today, you all need to be smart."

"Also, you are not allowed to act alone, and you are not allowed to be too far away from the big team."

Zhao Lang asked again.

Although Uncle Hei and the others followed along, there were so many girls that it was impossible to stare at them one by one.

"Patriarch, don't worry, we will follow you closely."

Su saw Zhao Lang's concern, so he returned.

Zhao Lang didn't want the girls to be too nervous, so he said with a smile,

"Okay, let's go then."

So let Wang Li lead the way, and the group walked towards Shifang.

And just upstairs in the inn, in a window facing the street, the sturdy young man who looked at Zhao Lang yesterday, was looking at the neat team, and said,

"Little uncle, this man actually has so many servants."

"It must be a local tyrant. Shall we make friends?"

He didn't say what happened to Zhao Lang yesterday.

The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Lang's team, then shook his head and said,

"We're not familiar with Xianyang, so let's forget it."

"Besides, these people may not be able to protect themselves."

"Look around the team."

The sturdy young man stood upstairs and looked to both sides of the team.

He frowned slightly, and several people in the crowd followed the team secretly.

The middle-aged man suddenly said again,

"So, Yu'er, you finally know now, why did I tell you that you must be low-key?"

"What about you, this time, let's be honest, let's buy the goods back, and I will never come to Xianyang again."

The sturdy young man just pretended he didn't hear what he said and asked,

"Little uncle, this is Xianyang, do these people dare to do it?"

Xiang Bo said disapprovingly,

"They naturally dare not do it in the city, but maybe outside the city."

"Okay, why do you care so much about others? Hurry up and pack up, let's go to the market!"

The sturdy young man was silent, he always felt that the other party seemed to know him.

He felt that he still had to find a chance to ask clearly, otherwise, if his identity was leaked here.

Must not survive out of the city!

At this time, Zhao Lang had already brought people all the way to the market.

After arriving at the place, he was still a little disappointed.

Because there is still some gap between the mall and the mall he imagined.

But the girls are all very happy, that's enough~www.NovelMTL.com~ Xiao Qi, don't be on my side, go shopping too. "

Zhao Lang laughed.

The two of them didn't refuse, they held it back for so long.

Along with the other girls, in groups of four or five, we went shopping.

Uncle Hefu took it to death, each with a group to ensure safety.

Anyway, we won't be too far away.

"Alang, why don't you go shopping?"

Wang Li asked curiously,

"Didn't you ever go to the city? Now that you have entered Xianyang and saw the prosperity of the capital, why don't you go shopping?"

Zhao Lang smiled helplessly.

As the capital of Daqin, Xianyang is naturally majestic.

But compared with what Zhao Lang has seen and heard in his previous life, the difference is really too big.

Therefore, he has no interest in shopping now, so he returned,

"It's nothing, I didn't rest well last night, so I'm not in the mood."

"Go and have a look, don't worry about me."

Wang Li didn't force it. He was in the city now, so he could just deal with some things.

So he said,

"Well, I'll be back in an hour."

After Wang Li left, Zhao Lang found a place with a wider field of vision.

It is convenient to look at the girls in groups of three or five on the street, just in case.

Not long after he stood still, a voice came from behind him,

"This son, under Xiang Yu, do you and I know each other?"

Zhao Lang turned around and saw the burly young man he met at the city gate yesterday.

Before he could figure out how to get back, Zhao Lang had two choices in front of him.

"One: Answer the knowledge and reward the Overlord's marksmanship!"

"Two: If you don't know the answer, you will be rewarded for mastery of swordsmanship!"

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