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

Seeing that his father didn't speak, Zhao Lang thought that the other party felt that he had spent money recklessly, so he quickly explained,

"Father, don't feel bad about the money. If it weren't for this, how could the boy be able to control these two places so quickly?"

"Also, just wait and see, when the world is in chaos, my child will show you the strength of the peasants in the world!"

The farm is now in Liaodong and Yunzhong are very popular. Which farmer doesn't like to give him seeds and people who have tools?

Qin Shihuang glanced at Zhao Lang with a complicated expression, nodded and said,

"Okay, Dad will take a look at the power of farmers in this world."

Zhao Lang naturally agreed wholeheartedly, and then persuaded,

"Father, I've read enough of it today, you should go to rest first, and watch it again when you have rested tomorrow."

Qin Shihuang nodded, he was indeed a little tired today.

Soon, Zhao Lang sent his father back to the room where the ground fire dragon was installed.

After Zhao Lang left, Qin Shihuang said to Zhao Gao who was beside him,

"Prepare the money and send it to Lang'er as soon as possible."

Zhao Gao nodded and said with a wry smile,

"It's just Your Majesty, this inner mansion is going to be empty again."

If it was before, Qin Shihuang might still feel distressed, but now, it is completely different.

So said,

"Lang'er is right. The money is just dead things in the warehouse. I still think it's a little too little."

"But it doesn't matter, I will prepare the money left in the inner mansion for Lang'er first."

"How much money does the inner government have?"

Zhao Gao returned,

"Excluding the 2 taels you promised to Gong Zilang, there are less than [-] left."

"Less than ten thousand?"

Suddenly, Qin Shihuang seemed to think of something, and said,

"Well, by the way, I heard a few days ago that Hai'er seems to be behaving badly, is there such a thing?"

Zhao Gao looked at his Majesty and said with some difficulty,

"Your Majesty, this is indeed the case."

Qin Shihuang nodded and gave Zhao Gao a look.

Zhao Gao naturally understood it, but he hesitated for a while, and returned,

"Is it the original price, or double it?"

...

At this time, in Xianyang Palace, Hu Hai suddenly sneezed several times, touched his head, and said to himself,

"Why does it always feel wrong?"

But he quickly shook his head and said,

"It must be too cold."

"Come on, go and put away the gold at the door, don't let it freeze!"

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On the second day, Zhao Lang showed his father around the entire school with great enthusiasm. He originally wanted all the teachers and students to hold a welcome ceremony for his father.

Make a good impression in front of the other party.

But I don't know what the other party thought, but I just told him with a complicated expression,

"Lang'er, Dad knows that 2 taels is definitely not enough for you, so Dad will just give you another [-]."

"But what kind of welcome ceremony is this? If you want to mobilize people, you don't need it."

Let's not talk about whether the welcome ceremony will be seen by that old man Kong Jia.

Let’s say a bowl of chicken soup costs 2 taels. How much can I pay back for this welcome ceremony?

He is really out of money.

In the afternoon, Zhao Lang sent Daddy away with some regrets.

Alas, he still wants to spend more time with Daddy Cheap.

Looking at the back of the cheap old man who seemed to be running away, Zhao Lang couldn't help feeling a little melancholy,

Tsk, I don't know when I can inherit my father's family property.

After all, it's all money.

Qin Shihuang was sitting in the carriage, watching Zhao Lang outside the carriage watching him, reluctant to part, he was also a little moved.

It's just that he is quite curious in his heart. Zhao Lang now has the support of his small treasury, so his development is extremely rapid.

It is equivalent to using an emperor's savings to support it.

In the whole world, except for him, no one can fully support it.

But if Zhao Lang was in his place, who would he go to for the money?

Chapter 307 Don't Look At Their Fate

Chapter 307

A few days later, Xianyang Palace.

Qin Shihuang rarely dealt with government affairs, but sat on his knees, looking at the two books in front of him.

That's right, it's not bamboo slips, but books.

One is the legalist classics and the other is the Confucian classics.