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

Two days later, inside the Xianyang military camp.

Zhao Lang is explaining to Li Shang,

"Tell them after I go back, everything is business as usual."

The rumors in Daqin will definitely spread to the frontier army and will definitely cause an impact.

Of course that is something Meng Tian wants to worry about.

He mainly wanted to stabilize his own Yunzhong County.

According to the plan, the own family workshop-style textile factory there can accumulate a lot of wool materials.

Originally, he wanted to use the power of his own Yunzhong County guard, colluding with his former Neiying Shu Suntong, and directly used Daqin's money to purchase wool materials.

Produce and sell directly.

Da Qin's military expenditure, left hand for right hand, also went into his hands.

Then this year should be profitable.

Unexpectedly, he was confiscated and drove south to patrol, so he was delayed.

But now that the first emperor is also called sick, this business is choking.

He had to find an opportunity to talk to Meng Yi and think of a way to return to Yunzhong County first.

Look at the situation, then talk to Meng Tian, ​​go back to Liaodong to grow potatoes!

He has the title of King Zhao, and he would not be beaten in the early stage of the Six Nations.

He also had the name of the Qin Army, and 300,000 Qin Army around him would not beat him.

It is completely possible to sullenly develop and sit and watch the clouds rise and fall.

Waiting for the time to come, with potatoes in his left hand and Zhuge Lianbow in his right hand, wearing iron armor, riding a Huren’s horse,

On the waist is a ‘justice’ grenade.

Followed by the new talents cultivated by the college!

There are clouds in the north, Liaodong in the east, and Yunmengze in the south.

There are farmers and doctors in the dark, as well as cobwebs and lowly ones.

Such a configuration.

Who can stop it?

Of course, Da Qin must have been ruined during his development.

But what does this have to do with him as an anti-thief?

The farmers who are their own farms are going to suffer.

It can only help as much as possible, such as when these people are fighting, guiding the farmers to his territory.

He is not short of food.

This is why he spent more than a year, using a huge amount of money from the cheap father.

Such a situation came out abruptly.

For now!

Hearing Zhao Lang's instructions, Li Shang would naturally not refuse.

Originally, returning from the southern tour was to reward the merits, but when the Emperor Shi was assassinated, they were not punished. It was already pretty good.

It's up to him to kill Zhao Xie on the face, and he didn't say there was any reward.

Knowing that Daqin's interior should have been burnt out at this time.

So Zhao Lang asked Meng Yi to ask for leave in private, ready to go back to Zhuangzi, and make preparations first.

With the big dog, Hi, Slave left the barracks.

Walking on the road, you will see people coming and going on the road endlessly.

Sure enough, the most indispensable people in this world are smart people. Everyone can see that Da Qin is already unstable inside.

"Patriarch, there are more and more people on the road, and Zhuangzi must make preparations early."

The big dog frowned and said.

He has followed Zhao Lang for so long, and his current vision is not bad.

It's just that his mind has always been on Zhuangzi.

Even if you go out.

Zhao Lang nodded and went back this time just for this.

"Go back to Zhuangzi first."

Soon, Zhao Lang joined the crowd and galloped towards the old village.

In the evening, a few people arrived at the old village.

He has to find Uncle Fu first, and this time, he must also take him away.

"The son is back!"

When Zhao Lang entered the door, he greeted him with a big embrace.

You know it is Xiaoqi by smelling it.

Although Zhao Lang knew that Xiao Qi missed him very much, this is not the time for me.

After pacifying Xiaoqi, he called Fubo to one side.

Obviously, Fu Bo also wanted to talk to him with a look of anxiety.

Two people entered a room,

Before Zhao Lang spoke, Fu Bo eagerly said,"My son, what happened after hearing that the first emperor called him sick?"

Zhao Lang froze for a moment. This was the first time. After he came back, Fu Bo didn't care about him first.

On the contrary, he was so eager for news of the First Emperor.

However, it can be understood.

Fu Bo was from Old Qin after all, and he had also fought for Da Qin.

Uncle Hef is the same with them.

Well, Zhao Lang didn't clearly tell the people on Zhuangzi the reason for his rebellion.

But the problem is not big, when Da Qin is gone, they will naturally follow themselves.

"Fu Bo, don't worry,"

Zhao Lang comforted him.

"There is indeed this incident, and the army also notified it, and the first emperor said he was ill."

He didn't say that he guessed that the First Emperor was gone, so don't irritate Fu Bo.

Hearing this, Fubo's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he kept saying,

"My son, how can this be good? How can this be good!"

As Fubo said, he was walking, looking extremely excited.

Zhao Lang looked a little stunned. In the hearts of these old Qin people, was Emperor Shi so beloved?

Zhao Lang can only continue to comfort him at this time.

"Fu Bo, don't worry, Emperor Shi will be fine."

"Let's arrange things on Zhuangzi first."

"When the time comes, you and my father will go to Liaodong together..."

Before Zhao Lang finished speaking, Uncle Fu was taken aback and said,

"My son, what are you talking about?"

Zhao Lang blinked and said,

"I said don't worry..."

"Next sentence."

"When the time comes, you and my father will go to Liaodong together..."

Fubo regained his composure and said,

"Patriarch... he also went to Liaodong?"

Zhao Lang nodded. Of course, this move is to go together.

Suddenly, I also briefly talked about the own moving plan.

At this time, Uncle Fu calmly said,

"My son, don't worry, these things will be left to me."

Zhao Lang was slightly startled, Fu Bo, is this change a bit big?

But now is not the time to entangle this matter, Zhao Lang quickly asked,

"Fu Bo, how about the Zhuge Liannu I gave you before?"

Faber blinked and said,

"According to your instructions, I have found someone to do it secretly."

Zhao Lang was slightly overjoyed. With this thing, early stage, small-scale frontal battles, can be regarded as no problem.

"How much did you do?"

Uncle Fu thought for a while, with the level of a Daqin craftsman as a supervisor, it should have been quite a lot for several months.

So he returned with a face full of embarrassment,

"My son, you know, we have few people, and it's secret production, now there are hundreds of them."

"A hundred frames? It's okay."

Zhao Lang clicked his mouth, at least a little bit less.

But think about it, this production line was built from scratch, and it’s just a little bit of time. It’s already pretty good. .

Fober nodded and said,

"My son, this place is a bit secretive. I will pick it up personally tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lang said with some emotion,

"That's OK, Fu Bo, thank you for your hard work."

But Uncle Fu talked again and again,

"My son, I don't work hard."

"You take a break now, I'll arrange things first."

After speaking, I went out to say hello.

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Jiu, go get the hot water to the son and get ready!"

"Heifu! Call out all your people! Go call all the farmers in Zhuangzi!"

Soon, the whole Zhuangzi moved in the voice of Fubo.

Zhao Lang saw this in his eyes and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Look, what is a loyal servant!

I just didn't know why, I was surprised.

Zhao Lang moved in his heart and thought slightly.

"Uncle Fu is in menopause?"

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