Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

Da Qin: Stop pretending, your father and I are Qin Shihuang Author: Zhao Lang Qin Shihuang

When Zhao Lang woke up, he found himself in the Qin Dynasty.Fortunately, the family is fairly wealthy.

Just after calculating the time, Da Qin only has three years of lifespan, so Zhao Lang summoned his courage and said to his cheap dad who only came back once in a few months,

"Father, the first emperor will die in three years, and the Great Qin will perish. When the time comes, the world will be in chaos. Let's prepare for rebellion!" Father Cheap was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement.Zhao Feng suddenly became interested in education and training the new army.

Just when he was full-fledged and ready to compete for the hegemony in the world.Daddy Cheap came to him suddenly, "Stop pretending, it's time for a showdown, your father and I are Qin Shihuang.

Chapter 1 Three years later, the world will be in chaos!

"Where am I?"

Zhao Lang woke up, looked at the antique room beside him, and the clothes that were obviously not modern, and his mind was a little confused.

"Didn't I get hit by a truck? How could I be here... Hiss!!!"

Suddenly, a memory flooded into Zhao Lang's mind.

After digesting this memory, Zhao Lang showed a wry smile on his face,

"Actually crossed?!"

As a lover of online literature, he quickly adapted to this kind of travel.

Zhao Lang checked the memory he just got.

The original body of this body is also called Zhao Lang, but it's a little silly, so I don't get much information.

I only know that this is Huaxia, and he is the son of a wealthy landlord.

I accidentally fell down two days ago and hit my head.

He gave Zhao Lang a chance to come over.

"Anyway, I was alone in my last life, and I have nothing to worry about."

"After graduating for a few years, I can't even afford a toilet in the magic capital. It's not bad to be a rich boy here."

Zhao Lang looked at the furnishings in the room. They were classical and generous, even if they were modern, they were not affordable for ordinary people.

Get out of bed slowly and walk to the bronze mirror in the house.

Suddenly, a handsome young man appeared in Zhao Lang's eyes.

"Fortunately, I have the 8 points handsome before me."

Zhao Lang nodded with satisfaction.

Just then, the door was suddenly opened.

An imposing middle-aged man in black uniform walked in with an old man.

Seeing Zhao Lang standing in the room, the old man hurried over to support Zhao Lang, as if he was afraid that he would fall, and then muttered,

"Master, why did you get out of bed?"

Zhao Lang looked at the figure of the old man, and after a little recollection, he knew who the old man was.

"Bob, I'm fine."

When Fu Bo heard Zhao Lang's words, his face was stunned, and then he said in surprise,

"Young master... I can recognize the old slave, and I can speak smoothly!"

"You... your dementia is cured!"

Fubo hurriedly said to the middle-aged man beside him,

"Patriarch! Patriarch! The son's insanity is cured!"

The majestic middle-aged man also flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice,

"Lang'er, do you know who I am?"

Zhao Lang looked at this majestic middle-aged man, hesitated for a moment, and then called out a little jerky,

"father."

This is the original owner's father.

It's just that in my memory, this father is often not at home, and he has never treated the original owner badly in life.

If you take up someone else's body yourself, you won't suffer if you shout daddy.

Hearing the shout, the middle-aged man trembled slightly, and there was a trace of tears in his eyes.

But he quickly put away his feelings, and then pretended to be indifferent and said,

"You fell the day before yesterday, but you didn't expect that it would be a good thing to get rid of the dementia."

"You can rest well these days."

Zhao Lang had no choice but to nod. He had always been alone in his last life, and he was a little unaccustomed to the sudden addition of a father.

However, there are still some things he wants to figure out.

"Father, I've been a little confused these years. I don't know what year it is now...?"

Zhao Lang originally wanted to ask the dynasty, but this was too abrupt.

The middle-aged man hadn't answered yet, and Fu Bo, who was beside him, said cheerfully,

"It's good that the son is insane, and it's normal not to know, but you have to remember it in the future, or you will be laughed at."

"It is now 33 years that the first emperor of Qin has been in power."

When Fu Bo talked about the first emperor of Qin Dynasty, his tone was full of pride.

The majestic middle-aged man on the side also nodded arrogantly,

Hearing the reply, Zhao Lang knew it.

It turned out that he came to the Qin Dynasty.

The Qin Dynasty was not bad either. The Great Unification Dynasty was short-lived. After Qin Wangzheng died in 36 years, the world was in chaos.

Zhao Lang was suddenly startled, and asked with a bit of disbelief,

"Fu Bo, what year do you say this year is?"

Fauber returned again,