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

If in his previous life, Han Wangxin dared to say this so arrogantly, Zhao Lang can guarantee that Han Wangxin would definitely be beaten to death.

But now, Han Wangxin said this in front of everyone, but not many people thought it was inappropriate.

Even the peasant children behind him didn't have much anger.

Since the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, this world has been like this.

There are distinctions between high and low.

The reason why Zhao Lang wanted to put forward that slogan was also selfish.

What is your identity?

Although he has the title of King Zhao, Zhao Lang himself is as clear as a mirror in his heart as to what is going on.

He is the son of a merchant.

Don't look at the fact that the Zhao clan is also supporting him now.

Once the cooperative relationship between himself and the first emperor was exploded.

That's when he was abandoned by the Zhao clan.

Only by chanting this slogan, let this concept be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After the death of the first emperor, he will have the possibility of counterattack!

Otherwise, a son of a merchant, even if he conquered the country, would not be able to sit still.

This is how Daqin is now.

Zhao Lang said calmly at this time,

"This king wants you to withdraw this order."

Han Wangxin has been under pressure, and now he finally gained the upper hand, and suddenly said with a bit of grimness,

"Is King Zhao telling a joke? This order was issued by the magistrate of Daqin County. What does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Lang was silent for a moment.

Indeed, there is no incident yet, so the other party can't be wrong about what he said.

"Then make up for it,"

Zhao Lang said lightly.

Han Wangxin frowned, and then he heard Zhao Lang continue,

"Last time, Han Wangxin occupied all the money of Han Wangcheng's bereaved family. Now that they are equal, the money will naturally be divided equally."

"Should there be no objection?"

Xiang Liang frowned slightly, Han Wangxin's expression changed drastically, and he said,

"The money is all given to me by the survivors of Han!"

"Don't you think..."

But before Han Wangxin finished speaking, Xiang Liang said coldly,

"Forget it, according to what King Zhao said, the money in the treasury is divided equally, and the same goes for the fields and houses. The manpower is not easy to calculate, so recruit yourself."

Zhao Lang glanced at Han Cheng at the side, saw the other party nodded, and said,

"Okay, choosing the day is worse than hitting the day. Everyone is here today, and I have enough people to transport the money to the Zhuangzi outside Han Wangcheng."

Zhao Lang still remembered that Zhao Xie gave Han Cheng a Zhuangzi before.

Thinking of Zhao Xie, Zhao Lang couldn't help but sigh,

Nice guy.

"General Xiang! No way! These are the foundations of this king!"

It's just that Han Wangxin didn't stay silent this time, the money was the root of his troubles!

Recruiting manpower, buying supplies, which one does not cost money?

Seeing Han Wangxin refute himself in public, Xiang Liang said with some dissatisfaction,

"This general and Zhao Wang have already agreed, let's do it like this!"

"Han Wangxin, no matter how much your loss is, this general will make it up for you."

The territory of Chu State is huge, and the power of the remaining survivors is also the largest.

He really didn't pay attention to Han Wangxin's little money.

When Han Wangxin heard this, although his face was a little ugly, he didn't say any more.

After the agreement was made, Han Wangxin led the people towards his treasure house.

It's just that along the way, Chen Sheng found that the leader of his family and the saint were all looking around.

After arriving at the treasury, the people below went to distribute the money, with Zhao Lang and Xiang Liang on the side.

Looking at the golden money, Zhao Lang suddenly asked,

"General Xiang, I heard that you have withheld all the goods and money from the caravan?"

Xiang Liang returned without changing his face,

"Hmph, King Zhao just relied on the words of those businessmen? Do you have evidence?"

"Or, Zhao Lang saw the general withholding those belongings with his own eyes?"

Zhao Lang said frankly,

"No."

Xiang Liang suddenly showed a smile, and said with a bit of reprimand,

"That's it. If there is no evidence, King Zhao should say less."

"You are still young, King Zhao, talking nonsense and lowering your prestige for no reason."

Zhao Lang nodded,