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

This shows that Fan Zeng's opinion is correct, Yunmengze is in urgent need of various supplies.

Immediately, I felt a little more admiration for the other party.

"Sir, when are we leaving tomorrow?"

Xiang Zhuang asked excitedly.

At this time, Fan Zeng said unhurriedly,

"We won't go tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow."

Xiang Zhuang was stunned and said,

"Sir, why is this?"

Their time is also very tight.

He now wants to take over the farmers as soon as possible, and then go back to help Xiang Yu.

Now that the uncle is dead, other nobles in the Chu Kingdom are a little bit ready to move.

Fan Zeng explained at this time,

"Don't forget, there is another person in Yunmengze, and he is also our target this time."

Xiang Zhuang quickly frowned and said,

"Mister is talking about King Zhao."

Fan Zeng nodded and replied,

"Winter is just around the corner now, and the farmers are short of supplies, so they are the ones who should be in a hurry, so we have to delay them for a day."

"This time, the old man not only wants to break the connection between the farmer's family and King Chu, but also breaks up the farmer's family with King Zhao!"

"Hmph, if that's the case, the old man's trip is not in vain."

Xiang Zhuang on the side was already in admiration.

Fan Zeng's move directly settled the peasant family, broke King Chu's mind, and weakened King Zhao.

Three birds with one stone!

Xiang Zhuang immediately said with admiration,

"As Mr. Yi said."

the next day.

It was already high in the sun, but there was still no movement outside.

Chen Sheng said a little impatiently,

"Boss, why hasn't Mrs. Xiang come here?"

The old god Zhao Lang looked at the bamboo slips, and said calmly,

"First of all, I am not the leader now."

"Secondly, what's the rush? If you haven't come, why should you go?"

"By the way, arrange the surroundings well, don't reveal your secrets."

Only then did Chen Sheng leave angrily.

Peng Yue at the side walked around uncomfortably.

Zhao Lang comforted,

"It's just right that the other party didn't come. You don't have to be nervous, it's fine as usual."

Peng Yue looked at Zhao Lang with some embarrassment, and said,

"Boss, I don't look like a farmer either."

Zhao Lang replied with a smile,

"At least more like me."

Peng Yue was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a foolish smile.

What Zhao Lang said was right, who would have thought that the leader of the farm family would be such a young man?

Peng Yue originally had some momentum, and he looked like an old farmer.

On the contrary, it fits everyone's impression of the head of the farm.

"By the way, I heard before that you proposed the guerrilla warfare method?"

Zhao Lang asked casually.

Just let the other party relax.

Soon, the two communicated.

On this day, Xiang Shi did not come.

Wait until the next morning.

A farmer hurried in and said,

"Boss, there is a team outside begging to see you, and they say they are members of the Xiang family."

Zhao Lang didn't say anything this time, but looked at Peng Yue.

Peng Yue reacted and said,

"Got it, let them in."

Zhao Lang then got up, smiled and said,

"You have to remember clearly, I am here to join the leader of the peasant family, King Zhao."

"You don't have to save me too much face."

Peng Yue nodded, and led Chen Sheng outside.

Zhao Lang leaned back slightly on purpose and followed.