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

The moustache rushed into a study and said,

"Patriarch! Big deal!"

Chapter 33 This Young Master is under Xiang Yu

"What's the fuss about?"

In the study, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes put down the bamboo slips, frowned and said nonsense.

The mustache was reprimanded and did not take it seriously, saying,

"Patriarch, I found a motorcade at the city gate today with forty or fifty girls in it."

"It's all twenty-eight years old!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly,

"Forty or fifty girls?"

"Which family is it from, and he has such a big hand?"

At this time, the mustache showed a smile and said,

"Patriarch, the wonderful thing is here, not our acquaintance."

"I've already made inquiries. It was from outside the city who came to the market to buy things! And the principal is just a boy with no hair."

The middle-aged man stood up directly this time,

"From outside the city?!"

After walking two steps back and forth in the room, the middle-aged man pondered and said,

"Don't worry about this matter. They will go to Shifang tomorrow and will not leave the city, so there is still time."

"You go and send someone to follow them and investigate."

"I'll make a decision."

Bazihu ​​immediately ordered to retreat.

After the moustache left, the middle-aged man shouted outside,

"Come on!"

Suddenly a servant came in from the shadows.

"Go check to see if it's a tyrannical son around Xianyang City. You must report it within tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The attendant bowed and stepped back.

The middle-aged man knelt down and sat down again, but said with a bit of self-deprecation,

"Your Majesty? I'm a person who doesn't even dare to go out, so what should I be like your Majesty?"

"Nowadays, I'm doing these shady people, not even a slut."

"Shut up!"

Just then, a screeching sound came from the door.

The middle-aged man looked up and saw an old man with white hair looking at him angrily.

"Uncle! I..."

The middle-aged man hurried forward, trying to help each other, but was thrown away by the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man took out a cane and said angrily,

"Take off your clothes and kneel down!"

The middle-aged man no longer defended, knelt down, and took off his shirt, revealing his back with small scars.

The white-haired old man waved directly!

Snapped!

The rattan fell on his back, and a bloodstain was startled.

the white-haired old man asked,

"Say! Who are you!"

The middle-aged man was beaten with blue veins, and endured the pain and said,

"I am the son of King Qi! Tian Qi!"

Snapped!Again!

"Say! What do you want!"

"I want to destroy the tyrannical Qin! Execute the tyrant! Avenge my father! I will not hesitate to do anything!"

Snapped!

"Your father, King Qi, was starved to death by the tyrant, dare you to forget it!"

"Don't forget!"

In the room, one question and one answer.

Outside the room, the attendants in the dark all looked around with extreme vigilance.

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Silent all night.

Zhao Lang got up very early today.

When people are outside, they don't always sleep so well.

Xiaojiu and Xiaoqi also got up early and were grooming him.

There was also the laughter of the girls chattering outside the door.

Everyone is looking forward to today's trip.