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

Soon, Zhao Lang walked onto the stage.

"Young Master Lang, long time no see!"

Su showed an extremely bright smile and said.

Zhao Lang shook his head directly,

"If this is the case, it's better not to see it."

Seeing this scene, the Confucian scholars around became slightly excited, and the debate was about tit for tat!

Su's face froze slightly, and then he said,

"Since Young Master Lang has come up, why don't you tell me what objections you have to this way of benevolence?"

"Or, you also agree with me?"

Agree, that is to admit defeat.

Zhao Lang was about to admit defeat very simply, but a familiar figure broke into his sight.

"teacher."

Zhao Lang was slightly taken aback.

He saw his old teacher, sitting in an unappreciated corner, looking at him worriedly.

On the side, Su's teacher had a smug expression on his face.

A picture flashed across Zhao Lang's mind.

My own teacher, a rural teacher, was finally able to participate in the Confucian debate.

Although it is only a small corner, it should be very satisfying.

And his junior brother, relying on Su as a disciple, must have a bright face.

Zhao Lang remembered the last time the teacher defended himself.

But it didn't save the opponent's face.

Now, if he admits defeat, the teacher may also be ridiculed.

He also guessed why Su would find him on purpose, just to vent his anger!

Last time, the teacher defended himself.

This time, it's time to protect the teacher.

At this moment, Su urged from the side,

"Girl Lang, if you can only agree with me, that's fine."

"You can admit defeat and leave."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang directly gave the teacher a big smile, who was slightly taken aback.

But since the other party deliberately made things difficult, don't blame him for being cruel.

Then Zhao Lang looked at Fusu with a smile and said,

"Just now you said that in the face of hatred, you should also repay the hatred with virtue?"

With a bit of arrogance, Fusu raised his face and replied,

"good."

Snapped!

As soon as Fusu's words fell, a crisp slap sounded in the lecture hall.

All the Confucian scholars were shocked when they saw this scene. No one thought that Zhao Lang, who was smiling just a second ago, would suddenly attack!

Fu Su also covered his face, looking at Zhao Lang in disbelief.

He grew up so big, even his father never beat him like this.

Just when the audience was silent, there was a sudden shout,

"Good fight! That's how it feels!"

Fusu looked over with everyone, and saw Hu Hai shouting happily.

Hu Hai feels refreshed!

Although he was often beaten by Zhao Lang.

But Zhao Lang had never slapped him in the face, and he was still in front of so many people!

How majestic Fusu was just now, how embarrassing he is now!

Seeing this scene, Fusu's eyes instantly turned red,

"Zhao Lang! You're bullying too much!"

Then he rushed towards Zhao Lang.

Just in terms of skill, how could he be Zhao Lang's opponent.

Zhao Lang didn't continue to fight, but easily dodged sideways, then walked to a Confucian scholar nearby, and asked,

"If someone beats you face to face, will you take revenge?"

This Confucian scholar supported the way of benevolence and virtue, but he looked at the red handprint on Su's face.

After hesitating, he said,

"Report."

Zhao Lang immediately walked towards the next Confucian scholar, dodging Fusu's attack by the way, and asked,

"If someone kills your parents, will you take revenge?"

This time, the Confucian scholar did not hesitate, and returned,

"Report!"

Zhao Lang walked to another Confucian scholar again, and asked loudly,