Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

Zhao Lang looked at Bai Lao's appearance, and suddenly he felt a little Didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Are Daqin's people so easy to learn?

Tian Lao is like that, for the sake of an acre of potatoes, he does not hesitate to live in the field.

For the sake of his medical skills, Old Qin started directly by himself, and he didn't think it was too ridiculous.

Teacher own, in order to simplify the font, he has been thinking day and night, if he hadn't given the block letters to him, he would be able to stay overnight without sleeping!

How is it now, Mr. Bai directly tortured Tie Zhu for most of the night!

It's just that Zhao Lang really couldn't explain this to the other party.

This is a systematic matter, and it is unclear if it is taken out separately!

"Old Bai, this matter is not so easy to explain."

Zhao Lang shook his head and said.

Mr. Bai said very seriously,

"It's okay, you talk about it first."

When Zhao Lang looked at this posture, he didn't clarify the matter. Today, I couldn't take a good look at Xin Zhuangzi.

Zhao Lang immediately picked up the bamboo tube and said to Mr. Bai,

"What's in here?"

Juzi looked at the empty bamboo tube blankly and shook his head.

"Nothing at all."

Zhao Lang returned with a smile,

"No, there is gas in it."

Juzi's eyes suddenly opened.

"gas!?"

Zhao Lang continued,

"Qi is everywhere, and it also has many characteristics, one of which is that it expands when it encounters heat, and shrinks when it encounters cold."

"I use fire to drive away the qi in the bamboo tube first, and then block the opening."

"If the anger outside wants to get in, it will press the bamboo tube on the body instead."

Zhao Lang explained it in simple language as much as possible, but when he saw the blank faces of these people, he knew it was nothing.

Also, these things are still too advanced for a group of craftsmen.

Juzi looked at the bamboo tube with a sense of enlightenment, and seemed to touch a layer of window paper faintly in his heart, as long as he could pierce it through!

His knowledge will go further!

Reach the point where the first generation of Mozi can start a school!

Will also become the living Grand Great Master in this world! ! !

Thinking of this, Ju Zi's eyes burst out, looking at Zhao Lang.

Suddenly bent over to salute and said very sincerely,

"Please sir to teach me!"

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Mohist Elder was dumbfounded in shock.

Zhao Lang was also taken aback. Bai Lao was old enough to be his grandfather, and he quickly said,

"Old Bai! What are you doing! Get up, get up!"

"I will tell you as much as possible."

At this time, other Mohist Elders also recovered and said one after another,

"Old White, you..."

Juzi got up and said,

"Sir, are you agreeing to accept students?"

Zhao Lang smiled bitterly.

"Old Bai, why are you doing this? How can I be your teacher at a young age."

Juzi said very seriously,

"A journey of learning, how can there be any age?"

"The son Lang, you know these new knowledge, you can naturally be your husband."

Zhao Lang didn’t know how to return, so he could only say in the end,

"Lao Bai, or if we talk about each other, I call you Lao Bai, what is your name, it's up to you."

Juzi said suddenly,

"Just listen to Mister."

Zhao Lang blinked, all right.

"Lao Bai, take a break first. We are going to Xinzhuangzi in the afternoon."

Zhao Lang didn't want these people to faint to the ground halfway through.

"Yes, sir."

Juzi returned.

Wait for Zhao Lang to leave the yard.

The Mohist Elders around couldn’t help it anymore and they gathered around and said,"Juzi! How can you give the son Lang a disciple gift?"

"Yes, although Young Master Lang is a talent, he is too young!"

"If this spreads out, outsiders will think my Mo Family is extremely weak!"

The Mohist Elders are all persuading with all their heart, they don't know what Juzi is committing!

Juzi stood up slowly at this time, picked up the bamboo tube placed on the table, and said calmly,

"If the old man can break this way of qi!"

"You can enter the Grand Great Master!"

Hearing these words, all the Mohist Elders were stunned. Among them, the owner of Liu, lost his voice.

"what!"

Grand Great Master!

But on the way of learning, there is an understanding that the world can't match.

Realm can only be achieved by opening up a new knowledge!

Even the first-generation leaders of the philosophers of a hundred families, there are only a few people who can reach this Realm.

Confucius, Mozi is like that.

But now, in the whole world, there is no Grand Great Master!

If Juzi can break through, then the Mohist's prestige will be unmatched!

Juzi said at this time,

"From now on, the old man will serve his son Lang as his husband with the respect of his disciple."

No one objected this time.

It’s just that Mohist Elder was worried.

"Juzi, what about the puzzle solving after that?"

Juzi laughed,

"It's okay, just let other Elder host it."

"If your husband can unravel the secret of that strange thing and become my Mohist's great son, that would be great!"

"Okay, let's all go to rest. In the afternoon, the old man will accompany her husband to see Xinzhuangzi."

At this time, this group of talents dispersed.

Only Tie Zhu looked at the bamboo tube left on the table dumbly.

He picked it up, and then pressed it on his body.

Muttered to himself,

"Is this really a Grand Great Master?"

Thinking of this, Tie Zhu trembled all over, ran towards Juzi and shouted,

"Juzi, you can just press it on my body from now on!"

"Don't press others!"

Zhao Lang left the yard and went directly to the place where the teenagers were training.

Although these days, because of Confucian debates, the teacher and his acquaintances are not in Zhuangzi, but there is a big dog who took the original members to train.

It's also pretty good.

However, if you only rely on the friendship of the teacher, asking these Confucian scholars to be your husband is definitely not enough.

When he next went to Xianyang, he would bring back some of those Confucian scholars of the Gongyang School.

One is to raise the face of own teacher, and the other is to let them teach these young people.

If the young man in his own Zhuangzi must learn Confucianism, he must be the Gongyang school that upholds the idea of ​​great unification and revengeism!

Zhao Lang was thinking about it, when the big dog sneaked over.

"Patriarch, didn't you say that they will come back after they die?"

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

The big dog asked shyly.

In fact, he still missed them very much.

Hearing the question, Zhao Lang actually felt a little strange. At this rate, they should be back after they die.

Mainly there was no reply, I don't know what happened.

But think about it, in terms of the number of people in Liaodong, the number of farmers trained in Zhuangzi has already exceeded 3,000!

High-end military forces include Ji Wushuang and Xu Yue.

On the intelligence side, Wangcai brought cobwebs.

He also confessed to Zhang Han, how there would be no danger.

Could it be that the road was delayed?

Zhao Lang was a little puzzled, but he said indifferently,

"What anxious, they will come soon."

"Don't run away with someone and go to eat."

"In the afternoon, let's go to Xinzhuangzi together."

——

At this time, on the road from Liaodong to Xianyang, a team of extremely luxurious carriages was slowly moving forward.

On the carriage is the symbol of the Goguryeo royal family.

And not far from the carriage, Erhei, who had turned dark complexion and died, rode a horse to watch them from afar.

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