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

"Dad is here?!."

Zhao Lang immediately got up to greet him.

For the big benefactor, these necessary respects are still necessary.

"Father! Uncle Zhao!"

Even far away, Zhao Lang greeted him with a smile on his face.

Looking at the smile on Zhao Lang's face, Qin Shihuang couldn't help but warm up.

He succeeded to the throne when he was young, and then used all means to pro-government before eradicating the traitor.

Having been in the court for so many years, I have already developed a pair of fire eyes!

Whether others treat him sincerely or fakely, you can tell without a glance.

But if you look at it a few more times, you won't be wrong.

And for so long, he can see that Zhao Lang's feelings for him are as true as real gold!

"Lang'er, haven't you seen it a few days ago? Why did the caravan inform me again today."

"Father has been a little busy lately."

Qin Shihuang said with a smile.

Recently, all the philosophers are in Xianyang, he wants to watch.

And Zhao Tuo in the south seems to be in a bad situation.

Although many places have been won, counties have also been set up.

However, there are still repetitions among the people, and the sergeants are also suffering from diseases.

Zhao Lang returned with a smile,

"Isn't this missing you?"

Qin Shihuang had suffered several times and said with a smile,

"Well, there is something to say."

When the two talked, they had already arrived in the room.

Zhao Lang took a newly made chair.

Qin Shihuang sat down, these new tables and chairs were indeed more comfortable than kneeling.

But for these things, Zhao Lang's father could sit, but Daqin's First Emperor could not.

Because kneeling is a ritual.

Qin Shihuang looked at the diligent Zhao Lang with a smile and said,

"Say it."

"Father, I have something good for you this time."

Hearing these words, Qin Shihuang's heart tightened unconsciously.

Zhao Lang said he was looking for something good, Thaksin believed.

It is probably the matter of Liannu.

Qin Shihuang himself was a military strategist, and knew how powerful this continuous crossbow was.

If equipped with a lot of equipment, the combat power of the Qin army will be ascension several times!

But correspondingly, he has to give more money.

Reluctantly squeezing a smile, Qin Shihuang said,

"Lang'er, keep talking."

Zhao Lang smiled and said at this time,

"Father, I run a school for us!"

"School?"

Qin Shihuang was slightly taken aback.

"It's similar to the schools in Xianyang."

Zhao Lang briefly explained the situation on Zhuangzi.

"Oh."

Qin Shihuang nodded slightly disappointed, but did not show it.

The academy is now a pure consumption.

For Zhao Lang's father, it is naturally an excellent source of talent.

But for the First Emperor of Qin, it was very general.

However, he did not directly refuse, but said with some guidance,

"Lang'er, these students are just farmers' sons. They are naturally dull. If you want to teach them, I'm afraid it will take time."

Daqin, in the eyes of most people, farmers are inherently dull and unbearable.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help but shook his head.

"Father, if you think so, it won't be long before you become the emperor."

As soon as Zhao Lang's voice fell, he heard a sound from the side.

Turning around, I saw Uncle Zhao was leaning on the chair, but fortunately he did not fall.

"Uncle Zhao, have my legs numb again? But my chair is not bad, don't you worry, you can't fall!"

Zhao Gao squeezed a smile that was worse than crying, and said,

"This chair is really good."

Although Qin Shihuang's heart was shaken, but with his previous experience, he was not so ashamed. He asked in a deep voice.

"Lang'er, tell me more."

Zhao Lang returned very sincerely,

"Father, the vast majority of people, is where the real wisdom lies!"

Zhao Lang is not talking nonsense.All people in this world, most of them, are actually at the same level of intelligence.

The reason why nobles are smarter than others is simply because they occupy a lot of educational resources.

"Father, our school can get a group of usable staff every four years."

"Four years!"

Qin Shihuang was really surprised this time!

You must know that even if a noble child wants to cultivate a talent, it will take a lot of time.

But now Zhao Lang said that a peasant child who doesn't even know a word can get a group of people in only four years!

This is too exaggerated!

Zhao Lang smiled and said,

"Father, don't be too surprised. If it weren't for the knowledge that Emperor Shi could live for five to seven years, two years would be fine."

Qin Shihuang was already a little stupid at this time, and couldn't help asking,

"Lang'er, I'm afraid I can't even recognize even words for two years."

Zhao Lang immediately returned,

"Father, these people will choose different majors from the start!"

"For example, if you are a medical student, what he has to do is to learn Chinese characters, and then concentrate on studying medicine."

"If you have nothing to do with this, you don't have to worry about it!"

"Therefore, two years are enough to grow into a general physician who can handle first aid on the battlefield."

"The same goes for other majors."

Of course, this will limit the overall development of the individual.

But in special times, special methods are naturally needed!

Back then, there were schools, but this method was used to train a large number of generals!

Once the world is settled, it will be done again.

Qin Shihuang was fascinated when he heard it. He always felt that this method was a bit familiar to him.

Suddenly, there was a movement in his heart, isn't this just a simple family of people!

It's just that these people are all under the leadership of one person!

If this can really happen, it will not only be able to strike a hundred schools of thought!

It can really use these people for their own use!

Plus simplified characters, printing, papermaking!

This is the foundation of all generations! ! !

Thinking of this, Qin Shihuang's breathing couldn't help but became a little quick!

"call!"

Qin Shihuang breathed out slowly, held his own mind, and then said,

"Lang'er, this matter is up to you, just let it go and do it."

"Daddy supports you!"

Zhao Lang couldn't help showing a smile, his father is still reliable.

"Father, don't worry, you are the first principal of this school!"

"good!"

Qin Shihuang smiled and nodded, looking at Zhao Lang with emotion in his heart.

This school was clearly founded by Lang'er, and those who came out of this school would definitely be his direct descendants in the future.

But Langer left him the position of the principal!

What does this show?

In Lang'er's heart, put him in an extremely important position!

How can you not be relieved? How can you be unhappy?

Zhao Lang looked at the smile of the cheap old man, knowing that it was time, and said with a smile,

"Father, you are also the principal now, but the school is still just an empty shell."

"This recruits people to buy books and equipment..."

Before Zhao Lang's words were finished, Qin Shihuang resignedly said that.

"Father knows, is twenty thousand taels enough?"

Zhao Lang suddenly smiled.

"Thank you dad."

But he quickly frowned slightly, but did not speak.

Of course, this little action couldn't escape Qin Shihuang's eyes, and asked,

"Lang'er, what is there to worry about?"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment, and quickly said,

"It's okay! Dad, it's too late now, and the child will send you to rest."

Qin Shihuang smiled and said,

"Is there anything I can't tell Dad yet?"

Zhao Lang hesitated for a moment before he said,

"Father, the boy just thought that these students always have less knowledge in the countryside."

Qin Shihuang nodded in agreement.

"It's true, it doesn't matter, you can take them to Xianyang to have a long experience."

Zhao Lang suddenly smiled.

"Father, you are absolutely right! With so many people, there must be a place to stay in Xianyang."

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang was stunned, with only one thought left in his heart.

Why does he have to say something more?

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