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

"Lang'er, being an emperor is hard work, but there are times when you can enjoy it."

"You can ask for the best things in the world."

When mentioning this, Zhao Lang dismissed it. To be honest, it is based on Daqin's current production level.

Even if it is Qin Shihuang, he can enjoy some material conditions, but he may not be able to enjoy it better than a well-off family in his previous life.

He pouted directly and said,

"Father, these people don't know what enjoyment is."

"Besides, if you really want to enjoy being an emperor, I'm afraid you will be scolded bloody by future generations."

"Not to mention, if you do something wrong, you will be recorded in the history books and scolded by generations."

"It's not worth it anyway."

Qin Shihuang opened his mouth to refute after hearing this, but he didn't know where to start.

Because Zhao Lang seemed to be right.

Since he came to the government, he has hardly slack off for a day.

This is even more so after destroying the six kingdoms and unifying the world.

Work hard every day, for the sake of the great Qin Wannian, future generations and grandchildren.

But what did you get in exchange?

The estrangement of my relatives, the fear of my courtiers, the curse and hatred of the common people!

The more Qin Shihuang thought about it, the more he lost.

For a moment, a trance appeared in his mind.

Of course, it was only for a moment.

Soon, Qin Shihuang strengthened his mind and said with a slightly straight face,

"Langer! A man, born in the world, of course he will do a great job! What's more, he must plan for all people and all generations."

"How can you be so greedy for personal gains and losses and enjoyment!"

Zhao Lang let out a nonchalant sigh.

But he knew that what his cheap dad said was right, the backbone of every era and race was supported by these people.

But he, ask yourself, is not that great.

Looking at Zhao Lang's tired appearance, Qin Shihuang said angrily,

"Okay, that's it for today, you hurry up and find out who is pretending to be you."

"Okay, Dad."

Zhao Lang nodded.

He was determined to find out about this matter, the farm had just begun to develop and recovered a little bit of vitality.

Someone came out to frame him, and if he really wanted to attract the attention of the first emperor, how could he survive this day?

He quickly sent his father and Uncle Zhao back to the room, but for some reason, he always felt that Uncle Zhao looked at him with a bit of resentment.

"Well, it should be an illusion."

Zhao Lang shook his head and put the thought out of his mind.

Then he didn't go back to rest, he had to wait for someone.

The task of spying on the information was given to Mei of the Technical Academy yesterday, and it is already evening, so there should be a reply.

He will not relax with the great prince of Goguryeo.

At this moment, there was a sudden cry of frogs outside Zhuangzi.

Quack quack.

Zhao Lang was slightly taken aback.

Not long after, another frog croaked, as if responding to each other.

Soon the two bursts of frog calls were getting closer and closer, and seemed to merge together.

Zhao Lang suddenly showed a smile, gave Xihe Tianyi a gesture not to make a move, and then walked over following the sound of the frogs.

He came to a corner lightly.

With an extremely sensitive upward climb, Zhao Lang came to the tip of the gun and saw the outside of the wall.

Two figures were squatting there, talking softly,

"Go to hell, have you found the Patriarch?"

"No, what's the rush?"

"It's all your fault, I can lose all of this, I should have met the Patriarch first! Now it's all right, I have to go back to Zhuangzi first, Big Cat and the others are waiting outside the city for nothing."

"How do I know that this area is so big, stop talking nonsense, and hurry into this Zhuangzi to have a look!"

"If you find someone, use the frog cry as your name!"

The two nodded in unison, then stood up and prepared to climb the wall.

But when he looked up, he saw a figure looking at them from the top of the wall.

The two were startled, but the tacit understanding of the battle these days made them not hesitate at all, and they shot almost at the same time!

One left and one right, attacking the figure on the wall!

It's just that the other party easily avoided it.

The two still wanted to make a move, and only by forcing each other back into the wall would they have a chance to escape.

At this moment, the two heard a familiar voice,

"Is that what I taught you?"

"Where did the frogs come from at this time of year!"