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

Of course, he himself has not been idle these days, and is ready to practice horse riding.

Otherwise, every time I go out, I have to take an ox and carriage, which is still too slow.

At this time, in a place outside Zhuangzi,

"Sir, you have to be careful."

Faber said worriedly.

Riding a horse is actually a relatively dangerous thing, not to mention ordinary people, even the generals who lead the army, have accidents on horseback.

Zhao Lang did not mount the horse immediately, but said,

"Uncle Fu, what about the things I asked you to prepare?"

Uncle Fu immediately took out a bunch of odds and ends, a lot of iron bars and pieces, and asked suspiciously,

"Sir, what are these?"

Zhao Lang glanced around, all of Zhuangzi's people, and said with a smile,

"It's stirrups and horseshoes."

Chapter 65 One hundred thousand fire urgent!

At this time, in the yard where the blacksmith was.

"Juzi, this is a new object that Young Master Lang asked me to create yesterday, take a look."

Wang Tiezhu said to the old man beside him,

"Young Master Lang also specifically told me not to tell others, so it must be something important."

There is only one person in this world who can be called a giant.

The old man is the Juzi of the Mo family.

The old man took the things in Wang Tiezhu's hands and said at the same time,

"Tie Zhu, don't call me Juzi on Zhuangzi in the future, there are ears on the wall."

"Call me my teacher."

Wang Tiezhu nodded and said yes.

He looked at the ordinary pieces of iron bars and pieces in his hand.

After thinking about it for a long time, Juzi still shook his head and said,

"Although the old man has seen countless organ skills in his life, he can't think of the use of these small objects."

"However, if you can come up with this textile machine, and the Quyuan Plow, you do have an exquisite heart."

Juzi said cheerfully,

"Well, it's worth my trip."

Wang Tiezhu also nodded and said,

"That's why I send you a letter."

"Unfortunately, this son Lang is the head of the farm."

"Teacher, why is the head of this peasant family so young? And there are not many peasant families around?"

"I haven't heard from them for years."

Hearing the farmhouse, Juzi thought of something, sighed lightly, and said,

"The leader of the peasant family back then had great ambitions and wishes, but unfortunately... all the casualties..."

Then he stopped talking, and said,

"Now the head of this farm family, although young, is also very good."

"It's just that the world is in crisis, but the farmhouse is scattered."

"Ugh..."

Wang Tiezhu asked at this time,

"Teacher, is the situation so bad now?"

Juzi nodded and said with a serious face,

"The tyrant is very happy, Qin Zhidao, Efang Palace, Lishan Tomb, Battle Baiyue Land, etc., and so on, the people are already exhausted."

"The first emperor's northern tour is bound to repair the Great Wall again."

"The 30 Qin army stationed in the north is already a huge consumption. At that time, it will be taxed and corvée, and the people will suffer."

Wang Tiezhu didn't dare to say much, he was not proficient in family affairs.

Just then, a servant came in to bring water.

The two stopped.

After the servant left, Ju Zi smiled and said,

"I never thought that Young Master Lang also sent someone to monitor me."

"Unfortunately, this servant is still too immature compared to my Mo family ranger."

"Forget it, but now there is no hurry, the tyrant will not die, but the world will not be in chaos."

"I'll wait and watch the changes outside Xianyang City."

At this time, outside Zhuangzi.

Uncle Fu stared at Zhao Lang, who had never ridden a horse before, with the help of a pair of small iron blocks called stirrups.

Easy on horseback.

And take a few steps slowly.

Although this horse is a docile filly, it's also amazing.

After practicing slowly for a while, Zhao Lang dismounted.