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

Hearing this, Zhao Lang was slightly taken aback.

Han Xin was also stunned for a moment, not because Xiao He said that Zhao Lang was not sincere.

After all, everyone saw Zhao Lang's attitude just now.

Just thinking, didn't you say to take a look first?

Why did it turn into a 'sincere vote' in an instant?

"Where did this come from?"

Zhao Lang asked in confusion.

Xiao He turned serious, and replied,

"Just now when I waited to come in, there was a night's food on this table, and that is what King Zhao normally eats."

"In order to entertain us, Zhao Lang took out his ten-day's worth of meat."

"Right?"

When Han Xin heard this, he looked at the wine and meat in front of him, and his expression changed slightly.

Zhao Lang revealed a bit of embarrassment and said,

"Mr. Xiao, this..."

Xiao He said,

"Also ask King Zhao to bring some common food."

Zhao Lang couldn't refuse at this time, and said,

"Slave, go get three bowls of potato flour."

Nu quickly brought three bowls of potato vermicelli.

Looking at the potato vermicelli in front of him, which was obviously much rougher, Xiao He showed a smile and said,

"This thing is full, and the taste is not bad."

The three of them ate potato vermicelli and talked again, only this time, the conversation went much deeper.

From morning to noon, Zhao Lang sighed,

"Mr. Xiao is indeed a great talent. From now on, Mr. Lao will be the king's military affairs!"

Xiao He was taken aback when he heard that, although it was good that he had shown his talent, but the other party handed over the power so readily!

How long have they known each other?

What if he's just an empty talker?

So he couldn't help but ask,

"King Zhao, do you trust me so much?"

At this time, Zhao Lang waved his hand and said,

"Employing people is not suspicious, doubting people is not necessary, Mr. is a great talent, it should be so!"

What a joke, he dare not use this person, who else would he dare to use?

Seeing Zhao Lang's resolute attitude, Xiao He stood up and saluted,

"Be sure to do your best!"

Zhao Lang hurriedly got up to help him up, then took out a bag of gold grains from his waist, and said,

"This king is negligent today. The money is my money for drinking."

Xiao He didn't refuse this time, he smiled at Han Xin, and accepted the money with a smile.

After several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, Zhao Lang sent the two of them to rest. After all, they were also exhausted all night.

After everything was settled, Zhao Lang suddenly showed a smile.

He couldn't help being unhappy, now, he already had Chen Ping, Han Xin, and Xiao He.

There are helpers in both military and internal affairs.

Even if one day I retreat to the grassland, I will use these talents to add my own potatoes and gunpowder.

For the first time, Zhao Lang had absolute confidence and called back!

Just when Zhao Lang was in a very happy mood, on the other side, in Xingyang, Xiang Yu was staring at Xiang Zhuang with blood-red eyes exuding endless power from his whole body.

Like a raging lion, said,

"What did you say?!"

Xiang Zhuang was stunned by Xiang Yu's power, took a few steps back, gritted his teeth and said,

"Ayu, our army was defeated in Dingtao! Uncle... he was also killed by the Qin army!"

"nonsense!"

Xiang Yu roared extremely violently,

"How could uncle be killed!"

Xiang Yu didn't want to believe this. Although Xiang Liang was not his father, Xiang Liang taught him both his martial arts and the art of war.

The relationship between the two is closer than father and son.

After he became an adult, Xiang Liang also trained him as the heir of the Xiang family.

But now, such a person who was also a teacher, a father and a friend, was actually killed? !

Xiang Zhuang also said with tears at this time,

"Ayu, I know you are uncomfortable, but now the Xiang family depends on you."

"Qin Jun has already captured Dingtao and is heading towards Xingyang. You should make a decision early!"

Hearing this, even if Xiang Yu didn't want to believe it anymore, he knew that his uncle was no longer there.

At this time, Fan Zeng said with a very serious expression,