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

Zhao Lang asked lightly, of course he knew the legend.

Just wanted to confirm, otherwise it would be too coincidental.

Meng Jiang returned,

"The little girl's husband is Fan Xiliang, and he is building the Great Wall at the border."

Zhao Lang was taken aback for a moment, and took a closer look at Meng Jiangnu, it was really her.

It's just that if she came this way, she might not be able to find anyone this trip.

Meng Jiangnv looked a little uncomfortable and asked,

"Does the general have something to order?"

Zhao Lang shook his head, his heart moved, and he said to Ah Er beside him,

"Send a scout, first go to the Great Wall to make a stop, and also, look for this man named Fan Xiliang."

It didn't matter if they were going to send someone there.

Of course, the main reason is that he wants to see if he can save this pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

As for whether the Great Wall will be cried down.

Zhao Lang was not worried.

If it is really going to fall, it is also a quality problem.

Otherwise, crying is really useful, and the remnants of the Six Kingdoms will not be seen, and Qin Shihuang died crying.

Ah Er immediately took the order.

Meng Jiangnv at the side was stunned for a moment, and said with some gratitude,

"Thank you General!"

Zhao Lang nodded, wanting to ask something else.

At this time, Yinman Ying who was on the side ran over and pulled her away.

"Come with me, he's not a nice guy."

Meng Jiangnu was startled at first, but she reacted when she put her hands on Yingyinman's chest.

Then he looked at each other in surprise.

Followed obediently.

Zhao Lang couldn't help shaking his head.

Soon, the team set off again.

Not long after, a caravan appeared behind.

Zhao Lang looked at many familiar people inside, showed a smile, and said to Ah Er,

"Call that caravan over, let's buy some supplies."

Ah Er froze for a moment, and said,

"Boss, such caravans usually go outside the Great Wall to trade with those barbarians."

"How can we have what we want?"

Zhao Lang knocked on the other party and said,

"Let you go, you go."

Ah Er covered his head and ran over.

Then discover that the other party has exactly what they need, and everything is just right.

If it's a coincidence, then it's called hell.

"Boss..."

Ah Er wanted to say something else.

But seeing Zhao Lang's unsurprised expression, he immediately understood.

No more questions, but call other people to get things,

"Brothers, the boss is giving us another meal, come here in batches to get food!"

Suddenly, bursts of cheers rang out in the team.

Zhao Lang just took office as a centurion, and he did so many things.

Ordinary sergeants did not complain that it was false.

But Zhao Lang couldn't resist paying out of his own pocket, adding extra meals and money from time to time.

It's fine in the city, but I didn't expect it to be outside.

"Excuse me, we..."

In the team, a soldier looked at his long beard.

He has been a centurion for so long, but he still has a few diehard loyalists.

Shi Changhu at the side, seeing this scene, knew that it was impossible for him to get back that position.

Showing a trace of loss, he said,

"Of course you can take what the centurion gives you."

After speaking, the soldiers in his team cheered and ran over.

At this time, Hu still wanted to go over and say a few words to Zhao Lang, congratulating him on winning.

It just so happened that Zhao Lang also looked over.

Hu thought that what the other party wanted to say, he was ready to bear the other party's humiliation.

But he found that the other party's eyes didn't stop at him.

Then he rode to the front of the procession.