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

"You go to class."

Zhao Lang responded and walked out.

As soon as he left the door, he saw Zhao Gao who had been waiting outside the door, wondering,

"Uncle Zhao, why have you been waiting here? Why don't you go to rest?"

Zhao Gao's face changed slightly, he didn't dare to reveal his identity and explained,

"I have something to do with your father. It's okay to wait a while."

Zhao Lang wanted to ask something else when he heard his father shout,

"Brother Zhao, come in."

Zhao Lang just left.

inside the room.

Qin Shihuang regained his calm look, and said lightly,

"In the future in Zhuangzi, you don't have to wait outside the door all the time, lest Langer be suspicious."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Gao returned,

"Then the old slave will go back to the room first."

Qin Shihuang raised his hand and said,

"Wait a minute, I have something to explain."

"After returning to the palace this time, I'm going to tour the world north. You go and make arrangements."

Zhao Gao was stunned for a moment, but quickly returned,

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Qin Shihuang nodded, and then went on to say,

"Also, I want you to collect information on books from all over the world."

"Book information?"

Zhao Gao was a little puzzled.

A cold light flashed in Qin Shihuang's eyes, and he said,

"That's right, we have to investigate secretly, to see scholars and powerful people from all over the world. If you have grudges against Da Qin, you should also pay attention."

"This matter, I want to see the results within three years!"

He has only three years.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Gao could only respond.

"Okay, you go down."

Qin Shihuang waved his hand and said.

After Zhao Gao went out, the room fell silent again.

Qin Shihuang sat in the seat with an inexplicable expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Qin Shihuang took a long breath, thinking about Zhao Lang's words, and muttered to himself,

"As long as you don't live up to my expectations, then what is it that I bear this eternal infamy for you?"

At this time, Zhao Lang, who didn't know it, was grabbing his hair and practicing calligraphy on the sand table with branches.

After a while, looking at his words like chicken feet, he threw the branch aside in dejection.

But the next second, a ruler came over,

"continue!"

Kong Jia said with a stern expression.

Zhao Lang gritted his teeth and was about to continue, when two choices appeared in front of him.

"One: Choose to continue practicing calligraphy and reward Wushuang with calligraphy."

"Two: Choose to refuse, and reward the complete block characters."

Chapter 26 Confucianism, strong or not?

Seeing the choice in front of him, Zhao Lang suddenly smiled.

He had encountered this option before, but unfortunately it appeared together with papermaking.

So he didn't choose.

Now that it appeared again, how could he let it go.

As for this calligraphy proficiency, it is also very good. After all, Zhao Lang was in his twenties in his last life.

The words are still the same as chicken paws.

But this is simply not worth mentioning when compared with the full block script.

Therefore, Zhao Lang did not hesitate to choose the block script Daquan.

"Sir, I don't want to write any more."

Zhao Lang gritted his teeth and said.

Immediately, all the teenagers in the yard looked over, and Zhao Xie, who was beside him, also raised his head.

At this time, Kong Jia lifted up the ruler that he had just put down.

Although he was hired by someone, he would never relax his principles.

What's more, in his heart, this is still the battlefield between him and Qin Shihuang.

"Why, if you don't explain the reason, I will fine you ten times today!"