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

He has been out of the palace for several days in a row, and he has accumulated a lot of things to deal with.

Zhao Lang nodded indifferently. Anyway, in his memory, this cheap old man hadn't been at home for a few days.

"Okay, Dad, pay attention to your body."

Hearing this ordinary greeting between father and son, Qin Shihuang's heart was slightly touched.

His other sons, seeing him one by one, did not dare to speak loudly, just like seeing a beast.

Or expect him to die soon.

No one ever talked to him like that.

Qin Shihuang nodded and was about to leave, when suddenly he thought of something and said,

"By the way, I was in the city before, and I heard that a lot of warlocks were caught in the palace."

"Lang'er, you said that the First Emperor would recover if he stopped eating elixir now?"

"Recovery?"

Zhao Lang immediately shook his head,

"Don't worry, Dad, even if the First Emperor stopped taking the medicine, he would just live a little longer."

Long-term heavy metal poisoning cannot be cured after 2000, let alone Daqin now.

A gloom flashed across Qin Shihuang's face, and he forced a smile and said,

"After two days, you can watch a lively beheading."

At this time, Zhao Lang sighed and said,

"Unfortunately, if these warlocks are given to me, they might be of some use."

Qin Shihuang was slightly startled and asked,

"Lang'er, didn't you say that the elixir refined by these warlocks are all poisons? What use do they have?"

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"Father, because I know the correct usage of these warlocks."

Chapter 15 This day, it's going to change

"The right use?"

Qin Shihuang was stunned when he heard this.

Now in his heart, he just wants to slash these warlocks with a thousand swords!

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"Father, actually alchemy is a technical job."

"There is still a lot of knowledge in it, but the direction is wrong."

"If these warlocks are in my hands, I can make them some powerful weapons."

Huaxia's original gunpowder was invented by this group of warlocks who like to put everything in the stove.

Although Zhao Lang didn't know the specific formula of black gunpowder, he still knew the ingredients, and they were all relatively common items.

Let these warlocks study slowly.

This big killer, just in line with the elite strategy.

Not to mention, these warlocks are also excellent junior chemistry teachers.

In this day and age, it's all talent.

Too bad it was all cut off.

Qin Shihuang's expression changed slightly when he heard the words "powerful weapon" and said,

"It's alright, I'll also look for it in the city at that time. Maybe I can find some warlocks and send them to you."

Zhao Lang nodded indifferently, this kind of thing can be desired but not asked for.

But he quickly frowned and asked,

"Father, do you know why the government wants to kill warlocks?"

The timing was too sensitive, I said that the Warlock was not good, but when I came back, I heard that the Warlock was going to suffer.

Qin Shi Huang said with a self-deprecating smile,

"Emperor Qin was brutal and killed a few warlocks, what reason do you need?"

Zhao Lang's mouth suddenly made a lot of sense.

"Okay, take a good rest these days, I'll be back in a while."

After Qin Shihuang finished speaking, he took Zhao Gao and Li Si to leave, and Zhao Lang quickly followed.

"No need to send."

Qin Shihuang raised his hand and said.

Zhao Lang still followed.

"Is something wrong?"

Qin Shihuang asked.

When he asked Zhao Lang not to send it two days ago, Zhao Lang was not polite to him.

Sure enough, Zhao Lang smiled a little embarrassedly,

"Father, don't forget my 1 taels of gold."

Qin Shihuang's face darkened slightly and returned,

"Don't worry, your money is indispensable."

"Thank you dad, then I won't send it."

After getting a positive answer, Zhao Lang left happily.