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

After a few days,

The first batch of messengers have brought back the latest news from the county seat, Nuhui reported,

"There has been some news about the disaster near the owner. More than 100 houses have collapsed, but the people in these houses are all right."

After the slave finished the preliminary information, he said it with a bit of hesitation,

"only…"

"Just what, just say it!"

Zhao Lang frowned and urged.

The slave gritted his teeth and returned,

"There were also some more remote rural people who were not rescued in time, and thirteen people died."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's expression dimmed.

The snow was too heavy this time, and even if he sent a large army to rescue in advance, there were still casualties.

And it is foreseeable that there will be news of casualties in the future.

"Master, in fact, the number of people is very small."

The slave couldn't help comforting.

He was telling the truth. No one expected that the snow would be so heavy this time. If it wasn't for the fact that the owner of the family had sent a large army in advance, the number of people who died would not have been so small.

Zhao Lang just waved his hand irritably to let the other party go out. If Da Qin's prevention work had been done better, so many people would not have died at all.

These are ordinary people!

No matter how much he had a clear conscience, he couldn't be indifferent in the face of such numbers.

The slave could only bow back and walk outside the yard, he couldn't help but sigh,

At this time, a familiar voice came from the side,

"What's the sigh? Let your master hear it, and I'm in a bad mood."

Nu looked up and looked for the sound, and found that Zhao Gao, his teacher, arrived at the side of the yard at some point, and suddenly said with a smile,

"Teacher, it's cold today, why did you come out?"

"If there is something wrong, I will give you an order, and the slave will do it for you."

Speaking, the slave quickly greeted him.

Zhao Gao nodded very usefully. He is usually a servant before his Majesty, but he actually enjoys the flattery of others very much in his heart.

Then said,

"Why did you sigh just now?"

At this time, the slave showed a wry smile and said,

"My master is a little troubled by the snow disaster."

This time the slave did not give details of the specific situation, Zhao Gao, naturally did not ask in detail, nodded and said,

"His Royal Highness is kind, and naturally I can't see the people suffering."

"But don't let His Royal Highness worry too much. It's just about the end of the year. You go to prepare and make the meal a little richer. Although there is no singing and dancing in Zhuangzi, you can let the young people in Zhuangzi perform."

"No matter what, you have to make His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Prince happy."

"This is our duty as slaves."

Hearing this, the slave's eyes lit up, and then returned sincerely,

"Thank you teacher for calling me."

In fact, the other party could have ordered this matter by himself, but he gave him this opportunity, and it would be a credit at that time.

Zhao Gao nodded with a smile, and quickly said,

"I see that you are not too young, and it is time to get married and have children. The old man looked at His Royal Highness's two children and was very happy. You will soon have a son and a half daughter, and the old man also enjoys the joy of being in the family. ."

These words turned the slave's face slightly red, and replied,

"Teacher, this disciple is still young..."

Zhao Gao said with a smile at this time,

"Why are you blushing, having children is a matter of human relations, okay, just go and prepare first."

The slave immediately saluted and left.

Soon after a few days, news from various places gradually came, and it turned out that the situation was similar to what Zhao Lang thought, and the entire Northland was severely affected.

"Let the government get ready and help the people resume production after the spring."

Zhao Lang ordered at this time.

This winter has finally passed, but the people have suffered a lot, and they still need the help of the government during the spring ploughing.

God, this thief will not give the people a breath.

Zhao Lang was a little cursing in his heart.

"Okay, it's New Year's Eve these days, and the new year is coming soon. Don't be so serious, everyone is looking at you."

"Today, the slaves have prepared some meals for everyone to relax, and the youngsters in Zhuangzi are also preparing to perform martial arts to add to the fun."

"Your father is waiting for you too."

At this time, Ji Wushuang hugged Zhao An'an and comforted him.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang exhaled a sigh of relief, showed a smile, and took Zhao An'an in Ji Wu's hands,

He is always more tolerant towards his daughter.

While teasing Zhao An'an, while watching Ji Wushuang return,

"Can you see my dad now?"

Although Ji Wushuang accepted his identity as the Prince of Daqin at the beginning, he can say that the other party and the old man have hatred in the end.

Ji Wushuang said indifferently at this time,

"I won't be at the same table with the First Emperor of Qin, but today is a family banquet, your father, that's all right."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang naturally wouldn't pierce this layer of window paper. The other party had already given him a lot of face, so he said in a low voice,

"thanks."

Ji Wushuang pouted, but suddenly hit Zhao Hao, who was being held by the nurse, on the buttocks.

Zhao Hao was hit for no reason, but after crying twice, Ji Wushuang said,

"I beat the grandson of the Daqin royal family a few more times, and it can be regarded as revenge."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang suddenly burst into laughter, and soon the two walked towards Zhuangzi's yard.

At this time, the yard has been arranged, and more than a dozen people gathered together.

In the open space of the yard, the youths of the village are lively performing martial arts,

It is extremely lively now, and it also makes Zhao Lang feel the long-lost Chinese New Year atmosphere.

So he said to the slave beside him,

"well done."

Hearing the compliment, the slave only felt that his bones were a little lighter, and returned with a smile,

"This is what slaves should do."

At this time, Qin Shihuang also came over, looking at Zhao Lang, who was still a little gloomy between his brows, and suddenly said,

"Dad knows that you are worried about the people, but you have to let it go. Remember to take care of the aftermath. Otherwise, it will not be good for you or the people if you damage your mind and body."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang immediately returned with a convincing heart.

"Yes."

Even Elder Qin on the side nodded, worrying for a long time is not good for the body.

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Qin Shi Huang said quickly,

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

"Today is a family banquet, regardless of the rank, Zhao Gao, you will also sit."

After Zhao Gao quickly thanked him, he sat down against the stool, and did not forget to add wine to Qin Shihuang's dishes.

Soon the yard was filled with a slightly cheerful atmosphere.

After the banquet was over, Zhao Lang sent Qin Shihuang back to rest. After reaching the door, Zhao Lang saluted and prepared to leave.

But was stopped by Qin Shihuang,

"Lang'er, after the beginning of spring, my father is going to continue to cruise north. It happened that he also brought some food supplies to the people on the grassland. I am afraid it will not be easy for them this winter."

Zhao Lang nodded. Dad was able to take the initiative to bring up this matter, indicating that he has regarded the grassland people as his subjects, which is a good thing.

"Dad, you can go anyway, the baby will let the government prepare the supplies."

Qin Shihuang hesitated for a moment, then continued,

"Apart from this matter, when you return to Xianyang, I am afraid there will be noble ministers who will question the identities of your two children, and the heavy snow in the north has provided them with an excuse. You must prepare in advance."

Although he loves two children very much, there are indeed some obstacles in this identity.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's eyes turned cold.

"Dad, don't worry, they don't need to mention it. If you dare to say more, the child will have his own way."

(Ann)

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