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

"Or, King Zhao wants to say that the farm is actually controlled by you?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Lang blinked in shock.

The people behind him were even more stunned.

Wei Wangjiu sighed slightly and said,

"King Zhao, you saved my life, but you also broke your promise to the people of Wei. The two are in conflict, but this king's life is to be returned to the people of Wei."

"Other things, this king can't help Zhao Wang anymore."

Zhao Lang now knew that even if he said that he was the head of the peasant family, the other party probably wouldn't believe it.

This is a mess.

That's good, so as not to leak the news.

After finishing the matter of the Mo family, he directly brought the people from the farm family over.

Believe it even if the other party does not believe it.

So he replied,

"Then the king will not bother you."

After finishing speaking, he took people away very simply.

Although he didn't get the information, it would be nice to follow Fan Zeng.

Not to mention, the other party's brain is still very useful.

Just let the other party lead him the way.

After Zhao Lang left, Wei Wangjiu said to Wei Bao,

"According to Xiang's statement just now, ask someone to check again to see if they can find the whereabouts of the Mo family, and let the spies find Juzi's teacher!"

"Send someone to follow them and see where they have been."

To be honest, what Fan Zeng said was indeed useful, but unfortunately, he did not have such a counselor.

Wei Bao made a mistake,

"Brother, we don't know what that Juzi's teacher looks like, how do we find it?"

Wei Wangjiu said angrily,

"Why don't you have any thoughts? Since you are Juzi's teacher, you must be a respected old man!"

"Just let everyone pay attention."

Wei Bao suddenly realized, and praised with a smile,

"Hey, I just said that I can't be the king of Wei. Fortunately, I have you!"

Wei Wangjiu showed a rare smile, after all, being praised by his brothers is something to be happy about!

Soon, Wei Bao left, but arranged things.

The affairs of the Mo family and the peasant family cannot be delayed.

However, Wei Wangjiu glanced at the direction Zhao Lang left, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes,

"King Zhao, I'm sorry, but this king wants to take care of the people in Weidi first."

At this time, Fan Zeng was rushing towards the outside of Wei Wang's mansion, and while walking, he ordered,

"Xiang Zhuang, go back and prepare some gifts. After we are ready, let's go to the east of the city!"

Xiang Zhuang asked Fan Zeng suspiciously,

"Sir, what are you going to do with the gift?"

Seeing that there were no outsiders here, Fan Zeng smiled and said,

"Actually, King Wei and the others have already found the whereabouts of the Mo family!"

Xiang Zhuang was surprised and said,

"What!? They've already found it? Sir, you mean they're lying to me!"

"This subordinate will go to them to settle accounts!"

Xiang Zhuang said that he was going to go back.

Fan Zeng stopped the other party at this moment, shook his head pretentiously, and replied,

"They've found it, but they don't know it themselves."

"Look, these are some messages from them. A few days ago, several small artisan caravans entered the county."

Xiang Zhuang was in a daze, he didn't understand what the other party meant, so let's just come in when the caravan comes in, what's so strange about that?

Fan Zeng said with some complacency at this time,

"However, they didn't notice that all these caravans gathered in this Zhuangzi in the east of the city."

"But those inns are all in the west of the city."

"So, there must be something wrong with these people! I'll find out when I find out!"

Only then did Xiang Zhuang say convincingly,

"Mister is a great talent."

Of course, there are still some small belly slanders in my heart.

These scholars always like to hide their words when they speak.

You just said you found it, and you deliberately went around.

With the order, the whole team left quickly.

But he didn't notice that there were a few more figures behind the team.

At this time, Zhao Lang was also following behind Fan Zeng's team.

Looking at his many hands,