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

Zhao Lang nodded. He must make all the preparations when he goes out this time.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Zhuge Liannu was relatively large and difficult to carry, he would have wished to carry all of them.

Zhao Lang took the people all the way to Xu Gui's private house, and the big dog did take good care of Su.

But Zhao Lang knew that the better the big dog licked, the less likely he was to impress Su.

Tsk, it's really miserable.

Soon, several people arrived at the place,

"I've seen your son."

Xu Gui led the people to salute.

Zhao Lang took a look, um, these people are all recovering well.

It seems that I can still teach for a few years.

At this time, Su took out a bamboo tube, which was Zhao Lang's request, and no metal could be used to hold these gunpowder.

"Patriarch, this bamboo tube weighs about a catty."

"We also made a lot of small gunpowder in bamboo tubes according to your previous instructions, and put small stones to increase the power."

Zhao Lang looked at these small bamboo tubes and nodded slightly. With these earthen bamboo tube grenades, they can definitely play a decisive role in critical moments!

"By the way, Patriarch, please give these little things a name."

Su said.

"name?"

Zhao Lang thought for a while, then returned with a smile,

"Just call it justice."

"justice?"

A hint of doubt appeared on Su's face.

Zhao Lang said at this time,

"The job of these little things is to bring about justice."

Su nodded suddenly.

After getting 'justice', Zhao Lang left here very quickly, he still has a lot of things to explain.

After meeting Uncle Fu and others, it was not until evening that Zhao Lang returned to his room.

Not long after, the slave outside the door reported,

"Master, Modun's wife wants to see you."

Zhao Lang didn't let the slave follow them to death, but stayed by his side.

"Let her in."

Zhao Lang said calmly.

Soon, a young woman in Daqin costume came in.

"It still has some appearance, but my Huaxia's clothes are really good-looking."

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up, he nodded and said.

Mao Dun's wife saluted jerky.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang became more and more excited.

Now, just looking at the appearance, who would tell that this is the wife of Xiongnu Chanyu? !

This is the power of Huaxia!

People on the prairie cannot be killed.

We must work together from military, economic, cultural and other aspects in order to eliminate future troubles forever!

Mao Dun's wife felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Zhao Lang, she lowered her head and said,

"I want to ask my lord, it's almost a winter now, when can I take my child back."

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"What's the hurry? You just stay here. You have seen your children, and you haven't made them feel wronged at all."

"When the time comes, you will naturally know."

Before the other party could speak, Zhao Lang said domineeringly,

"Slave, send her back."

He doesn't have much time to argue with the other party.

And what should be said has already been said.

Soon, Nu took the people and left here.

Not long after Zhao Lang sat down again, there was a knock on the door.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the big dog shyly walking in.

"Homeowner."

Zhao Lang hummed,

"Say."

The big dog gritted his teeth and said,

"Patriarch, I want to go out with you this time."

Zhao Lang raised his eyebrows and said,

"Oh? You don't guard the house anymore? What if there is no one to look after Su?"

Zhao Lang originally planned to let the big dog guard the house.