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

"Wangcai has been following me, you just go."

Xiao Qi suddenly said with a bit of excitement,

"That son, I'll go."

"Go."

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

He never regarded Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu as slaves anyway.

The heart that grew under the red flag would not allow him to do so.

Xiao Qi jumped away, and Zhao Lang picked up the towel to wash himself.

Don't tell me, I'm not used to it.

"The ancestors are right, it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, but difficult to change from luxury to frugality."

Zhao Lang sighed.

After speaking, he left the room and saw Wang Cai.

"Master, you are too arrogant to Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu."

Wang Cai said with a bit of a complaint at this time.

He had just heard these words at the door,

"If it goes on like this, the servants will be no big or small."

Zhao Lang looked at the wealth that was brought out by Uncle Fu as his successor.

He didn't say anything about freedom and equality, it's all bullshit, he just said,

"It's a little easier for everyone? Wouldn't it be better?"

Wang Cai looked at Zhuangzi, who was full of energy compared to before, and said,

"It's good, it's good, but I always feel that there are no rules."

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"What are the rules or rules, as long as I like your son."

Wang Cai thought about it, it was such a truth.

The biggest person in this family is naturally the head of the house.

But the owner of the house is often not at home, so naturally he listened to Zhao Lang, so he returned,

"Your son is right."

Zhao Lang said no more,

"Well, sir, I'm going to class. In the afternoon, I'll arrange an ox cart and prepare some food and cloth. I'm going out."

Then he walked towards the yard where the class was held.

Classes are always boring, even Zhao Lang feels a little drowsy.

It's a pity that Kong Jia is staring at him and can't drive a desertion.

"Well, for this morning's class, I will come here, take a quarter-hour break, and then come back."

Kong Jia said at this time.

Immediately, the boys scattered like birds.

Everyone still cherishes this precious class time.

Zhao Lang was also ready to go out and take a look at the injured teenagers.

But he saw that Ji Wushuang was in the corner of the yard, watching Kong Jia in a daze.

Just in the afternoon, he was going to follow the list to find a farmer, and he walked over immediately.

"Are you coming to class too?"

He remembered that Ji Wushuang didn't need to take these reading classes at all.

"After I gave Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu a muscle, they went to rest. I saw that there were a lot of people here, so I came to have a look."

Ji Wushuang returned casually, but his eyes kept staring at Kong Jia on the podium.

"That's the country gentleman I invited. What have you been staring at him for?"

Zhao Lang asked curiously.

Ji Wushuang narrowed his beautiful eyes and said,

"It's nothing, I just feel like I've seen him somewhere."

"But I can't remember."

Zhao Lang laughed when he heard it, it turned out to be such an illusion, so he said casually,

"Maybe I met you on the road."

"By the way, I'm going to look for the people on the list this afternoon. Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

Ji Wushuang glanced at the old jade pendant that Zhao Lang was hanging on, and said,

"It's nothing, you can fight like this now, it doesn't matter."

Zhao Lang frowned upon hearing this. What does it have to do with whether he can hire someone to farm?

Just as he was about to ask in detail, he heard Kong Jia call him.

Zhao Lang can only go first.

"teacher."

Zhao Lang saluted. ,

"Well, come and have a look."

Kong Jia pointed to the sand table in front of him for practicing calligraphy.