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

"Break off his tendons and hamstrings, I want him to be a cripple for the rest of his life!"

Qin Shihuang closed his eyes and said lightly,

"Then, before I cruise north, find a chance to hand these people over to Lang'er."

"Attention, Lang'er is sensitive, don't arouse his suspicion."

Zhao Gao's body trembled and hurried back.

"Yes."

Qin Shihuang waved his hand slowly at this time, and Zhao Gao said,

"The old slave retire."

Then Zhao Gao slowly backed out.

After returning to his room, Zhao Gao took a slow breath.

The time spent with Qin Shi Huang was too much pressure.

And after learning that he only had a few years, this temper became more and more unpredictable.

Just like a moment ago, he was still cheering for the son Lang.

In the next moment, Xu Fu became a waste.

"Your Majesty, it's not that Zhao Gao is unkind to me, it's that you are really unpredictable."

Zhao Gao muttered to himself,

"Old slave, I also want a good death."

Looking at Zhao Lang's name on the intelligence, Zhao Gao was distracted for a while.

Chapter 28 It's a pity that Daqin has no physiology class

The next morning, Qin Shi Huang was ready to return to the palace.

Zhao Lang took the teenagers to send his father to the door of Zhuangzi.

"Father knows what you mean, but you don't need to take the children to send me."

Qin Shihuang looked at the dark young man behind Zhao Lang, and said that he didn't need to send it.

The smile on his face couldn't stop.

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment. He took the teenagers just for the occasion, because it started this morning.

He was ready to take the boys who had recovered and started running every morning for exercise.

But Jean, at this time, he must not be able to tell the truth, so Zhao Lang said sincerely,

"Father, you are going to leave for a month or two this time, so we should send you off."

Looking at Zhao Lang's sincere expression, then look at the innocent-looking teenagers behind him.

Only these people are the ones who really care about him.

Qin Shihuang suddenly felt a little wet in his eyes, turned his head, and said lightly,

"Okay, just send it here, I'm leaving."

Then he took people into the carriage, and only Wang Jian stayed behind with a servant.

"Grandpa Wang, we are going to warm up first, then start to eat breakfast and go to class."

"Your class, I'll discuss it with Mr. Kong first, and set the time to the afternoon. What do you think?"

Zhao Lang said to Wang Jian.

Wang Jian pondered for a moment, then nodded and said,

"Well, that's fine too."

"You can call me teacher from now on."

"There is no apprenticeship ceremony this time, but I feel wronged."

"When the time is right, we will do it again."

As the head of the military family, Wang Jian was accepted as a disciple, and logically, he had to inform the entire military family.

Because the entry-level disciple, if there is no accident, is basically the head of the military family.

Now that His Majesty does not allow his identity to be revealed, he can only aggrieve Zhao Lang first.

Zhao Lang thought that what the other party said was a rebellion, and immediately nodded in agreement, saying,

"Teacher, we must keep a low profile now, and it will not be too late when things are done."

So, both of them came to a consensus.

When Zhao Lang and the others were training, Wang Jian was watching.

According to Zhao Lang's new training method, he has to formulate a set of effective guidance methods.

Teaching students according to their aptitude is the best teaching method.

Kong Jia had no objection to the addition of a gentleman on Zhuangzi, and he was also a little shocked at four hours a day.

He originally wanted to meet the new gentleman, but knowing that Zhao Lang had hired a gentleman in training, he gave up.

A warrior is not worthy to have a relationship with him, the leader of Confucianism.

This saves a lot of trouble.

In the afternoon, Zhao Lang took all the teenagers to prepare for Wang Jian's class.

"This is..."

But Wang Jian looked at the nearly [-] boys and girls below, and his mind was a little dazed.

He originally only planned to teach Zhao Lang alone.

As the head of the military family, what he said is really not everyone qualified to listen to.

"Teacher, what's wrong? What's wrong?"