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

With some dissatisfaction, Wei Yi said to the woman in the carriage,

"Girl, according to the agreement between you and the king, you shouldn't have spoken just now."

The woman in the carriage said coldly,

"If you weren't greedy for gold, you actually wanted to use swords at the gate of the city! I wouldn't know how to speak."

"Delaying the marriage between the lord and Zhao's descendants, how many heads do you have enough to cut off?"

"I don't know why the lord sent you to do this."

Hearing this, Wei Yi snorted dissatisfied.

It's just a pretty marriage partner who dares to speak insultingly to him.

He is a relative of the king!

There are also these Great Qin people, waiting for the day when Yan Kingdom makes a comeback.

He must clean up the insult he received today!

Chapter 112 The secret has changed! (third change)

At this time, Zhao Lang also brought people into the city.

"Young master, the Qin army in the city defense said that we can only go to the northeast corner of the city."

Wang Cai said at this time.

"Why?"

Zhao Lang asked a little puzzled, they had also entered other counties before.

But there are no such rules.

Wangcai pointed to the inside of the convoy, the refugees gathered along the way, returned,

"Qin Jun thought we were slave traders."

"The northeast corner is where the slaves gather in the market place, and only there can live so many of us."

Zhao Lang frowned slightly. He didn't have a good impression of human traffickers, but he didn't say much.

These refugees, after leaving their homeland, only need the government to remove them from their roster.

If captured, they are slaves.

"Then follow their rules."

When Zhao Lang returned, he would re-register these people when he got to Zhuangzi.

Soon the group arrived at the inn that Qin Jun mentioned.

As soon as they entered the inn, the people in the inn looked at them.

After discovering that it was a group of young boys, each of them had different expressions in their eyes.

Those who live here are all traffickers.

At Zhao Lang's age, they are perfect goods.

Wangcai was so frightened that his legs went limp, but Zhao Lang snorted coldly, and then looked around.

Staring at each other with these people relieved this invisible pressure.

At this moment, two middle-aged men standing on the second floor were looking at Zhao Lang, and one of them said,

"Brother, this group of people looks like a herd of fat sheep. A dozen ox carts are all bulging. There must be something good."

"And most of them are a group of dolls who haven't grown up."

"Brother, why don't we take them down, and when the Young Master Xie them come over, we can also offer some gifts."

Another man with a scar on his face looked at Zhao Lang carefully, shook his head and said,

"This man looks at the wolf as an eagle, and now he is in the wolf's den, but do you think there is any fear in his eyes?"

"Those teenagers are also well-behaved."

"Now is the critical time for Young Master Xie to unite with the Lord of Goguryeo, so don't make too much trouble."

The middle-aged man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes suddenly curled his lips slightly dissatisfied,

"Brother, you are timid, so the other brothers all received fat jobs and went to the south."

"The two of us will stay here and help the young master catch the savages."

The man with the scar said displeasedly,

"They're all for the cause of revival, what's the difference?"

Immediately, the middle-aged man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes stopped talking, but his eyes never left Zhao Lang and the others.

"Tonight, remember to let people take turns to watch."

Zhao Lang looked at the people in the room and said to Qu Shi.

Die nodded immediately.

After the check-in was completed, Zhao Lang said at this time,

"Take me to see where those refugees live."

The shop clerk said with a smile at this time,

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that your goods will be arranged and there will be no problems."

"If you want to see it, please come with me."

After speaking, he took Zhao Lang to the back of the inn.

Soon, Zhao Lang saw the residences of the refugees,

A few wooden cages just as tall as a person with hay inside.

Zhao Lang saw it in his eyes, and there was not much fluctuation in his eyes.

This condition is at least better than these people sleeping in the wilderness.