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

"The Qin army recruited craftsmen wantonly to repair the Great Wall, so they did not resist."

"And it seems that there are descendants of Zhao Guo who are contributing to the flames."

"Hmph, Zhao Guo?!"

Speaking of Zhao Guo, the saint's tone suddenly became much worse,

"These people are not good things!"

"Since these craftsmen are voluntary, then we don't have to save people,"

The saint muttered at this time,

"Otherwise he will say that the more good I do, the more I harm people."

A Liang hesitated, and said,

"Saint, should we help them? The more artisans escape, the worse it will be for Tyranny."

The saint frowned and thought for a while, then said,

"No need, our farm family doesn't get involved in these things, and the sooner the Great Wall is repaired, it's also good for the farmers."

"The small cavalry of the barbarians did too much harm to the peasants."

Having said this, the saint Aliang said,

"Ah Liang, you are not bad, you can analyze so much information."

"Keep it up, the farmers here will be handed over to you in the future!"

Alan smiled and said,

"It was the money sent by you, the saint, and we were relieved."

The saint nodded and said,

"Well, this money belongs to the new leader, just thank him."

Alan asked at this time,

"I don't know where the new leader is now, and I want to see him too."

All the farmers only know that there is a new leader, but they don't know the specific information.

The saint's face froze, and said,

"The situation in Daqin is complicated now, and the identity of the new leader cannot be revealed, so I will walk the world."

"When he wants to see you, he will naturally call you."

"Okay, I'll go to the saltworks to have a look. I heard that they captured a lot of slaves."

After speaking, he left as if fleeing.

Seeing the saintess flying away, A Liang couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

An old farmer came over at this time and said,

"My lord, the saint is gone?"

A Liang nodded, and then said,

"Since we are already peasants, don't call me son, just call me Ah Liang."

The old farmer sighed and went back,

"Alright, the tyrant is still looking for you, so it's a good thing to keep your name anonymous."

A Liang said with some resentment,

"It's a pity that Lishi missed the auxiliary car in Bolangsha and let the tyrant go, otherwise this Tyrant Qin would have been overthrown long ago!"

"Ah Liang! Keep your voice down!"

The old farmer looked around and said quickly,

"This is the territory of the farm family after all."

A Liang frowned and said,

"It would be easy for me to lead this place, but the peasant family is weak now, and the new leader has no intention of overthrowing Tyrant Qin."

"Even Xinli is called Qinli."

"This saint seems to have a grudge against the descendants of the Six Kingdoms. In fact, we should unite with them."

The old farmer hesitated for a moment, and said,

"Ah Liang, the new leader of the farm family has concealed his identity, but the saint's reputation is extremely high."

"Who among the farmers in the northern border doesn't know the Saintess of the White Lotus? If you can..."

When A Liang heard this, his eyes flickered slightly, and he said,

"I have it in my mind."

"By the way, call the farmer just now, I want to ask about Zhao Lang, such a young hero, I have to make friends."

Soon, it was getting late.

On a Zhuangzi near the north, the lights are bright.

Everyone is busy,

"Hurry up and boil water! Clean these cloths!"

"Don't stand still, put the contents of this car in the cellar, be careful not to damage it!"

Wangcai was yelling and directing.

In the room, Zhao Lang's face was a little ugly, listening to the reward of death,

"Patriarch, 18 people were slightly injured, two were seriously injured, and one died."

For the first time, there were dead people in the team.

"Who is leaving?"