Xianyang Imperial Palace.

Qin Shihuang was looking at the bamboo slips in his hands, but after looking at one bamboo slip for a long time, he didn't see it turning.

Zhao Gao on the side saw this and shouted softly,

"His Majesty?"

Qin Shihuang suddenly came back to his senses, turned his attention to the bamboo slips again, and said,

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Gao carefully pointed to the bamboo slips in Qin Shihuang's hand and said,

"Your Majesty, you took down the bamboo slips."

Qin Shihuang was stunned for a moment, looked at the bamboo slips in his hands, blushed, and dropped the bamboo slips, saying,

"I did it on purpose. Let's see when you, my slave, will find out!"

Zhao Gao blinked and cursed, "Your Majesty, you can't just lie like this."

Of course, he didn't dare to say this.

"It's the old slave's fault."

Qin Shihuang was interrupted by Zhao Gao, so he simply put down the bamboo slips in his hands, stood up and took two steps, saying,

"Is there any reward from Lang'er?"

Zhao Gao returned with a smile,

"Your Majesty, considering the time, Young Master Lang has only arrived in Liaodong County not long ago. How could he receive a reply so quickly?"

"I probably haven't gone to the salt field yet. I'm afraid I just settled down in Zhuangzi now."

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. In a few days, I think you should get a reply."

Qin Shihuang nodded, looked at the smile on Zhao Gao's face, pretended to cough, and said,

"Why should I be in a hurry? After all, it's my flesh and blood, so I'm just asking."

Zhao Gao nodded and returned,

"What your Majesty said is that Mr. Fusu and the other four have received a reply. Do you want to read it?"

Qin Shihuang was stunned for a moment.

"Really? Let's take a look. Where is the letter?"

Zhao Gao returned,

"Your Majesty, the letter is on your desk. You were dealing with government affairs at the time, so you just put it there."

Qin Shi Huang lowered his head and took a look. Sure enough, under a roll of bamboo slips, there were several pieces of cloth letters.

Qin Shihuang couldn't hold himself any longer now, and with a bit of embarrassment, he said to Zhao Gao,

"Why are there so many government affairs? You've covered up all the letters. What do you do for a living in the Book of Orders?"

Zhao Gao's old face suddenly fell down and he said aggrievedly,

"Your Majesty, I have been following you these days..."

What else Qin Shihuang wanted to say was reported by an attendant outside the door,

"Your Majesty, there is a man named Ah Fu outside the palace gate, holding your warrant to see him."

"Afu?"

Qin Shihuang was stunned for a moment, and then said immediately,

"Quick pass!"

Soon Uncle Fu appeared at the door of the palace. As soon as he saw Qin Shihuang, he took out the letter and said,

"Master! There is a letter from the young master!"

Qin Shihuang's eyes suddenly lit up, he took the letter, opened it, and looked at it directly.

Soon a smile appeared on his face. After reading a piece of cloth, he said,

"I didn't expect Lang'er to master the salt field so quickly! Very good!"

Zhao Gao also showed a hint of surprise,

"Young Master Lang moves so quickly?"

Qin Shihuang nodded and looked at the other piece of cloth, but the next moment, his expression turned serious.

After reading it, he put the cloth away and said,

"Have the master craftsman come to me and bring two masons."

"Afu, you go to the palace next to you to rest. I'll write a reply and call you."

Fu Bo immediately withdrew, Zhao Gao looked at the letters written by Master Fusu and others under the bamboo slips, and then went out.

At this time, Liaodong County.

On the road leading to the county town, a group of carriages was driving slowly.

In a carriage, Hu Hai was half lying inside, sighing and saying,

"Father should have read our letter. When will he let us go back?"

Ying Yinman on the side said angrily,

"Put your feet away! You're thinking about going back before we even get there."

Hu Hai looked at Ying Yinman and immediately became angry.

"You still have the nerve to say that it was just because you ran out privately that you made my father lose his temper."

"Originally I just went to reward the sergeants, but now I have to join the army! This time I will shed my skin even if I don't die."

Ying Yinman pouted and said,

"I just wanted to go out of the palace to find someone. It's all your fault. I shouted so loudly and was heard by the guards."

Hu Hai snorted coldly and said,

"Looking for someone, I think you should just go find Brother Lang. That's good now. Brother Lang is in Xianyang, and you go to Liaodong."

"It depends on how you find it!"

Ying Yinman blushed and said,

"Who said I was looking for him!"

Hu Hai curled his lips,

"It sounds like you know other people outside Xianyang City."

Ying Yinman's eyes widened and she wanted to say something else.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves sounded from the side, and then disappeared away.

"Who is riding a horse on the road?"

Hu Hai frowned, raised the curtains of the car, and saw the backs of a group of teenagers leaving quickly.

"Huh? Why do I feel like this team is a bit like those from Langge Zhuangzi?"

"No, those people don't know how to ride a horse."

This team of fast horses entered the county town directly. After dismounting at the city gate, one of the young men said to the leader,

"Master, aren't we rushing back to the salt field today?"

Zhao Lang led the horse and said,

"Don't worry, go to the slave market to buy some slaves first. There are not enough manpower in the salt farm."

If Zhao Lang wants to expand production in the future, these one hundred slaves will naturally not be enough.

Soon, the group of people arrived at the slave market they had visited before. This time, many people looked a little wary when they saw Zhao Lang.

They have not forgotten that this group of teenagers killed Scar.

"Family, can we choose those teenagers this time?"

Gossip looked at the people in the slave market who were about the same age as him and couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Lang was about to reply when suddenly a figure flashed past not far away. His eyes lit up and he said to death,

"Today we will buy a hundred slaves first. It's up to you. I'll leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Gosei immediately called the slave merchant excitedly and prepared to place an order.

But Zhao Lang arrived at this time, in front of an old Taoist holding a hanging curtain, and said with a smile,

"Old Taoist, last time you said that I was in danger of a bloody disaster, your calculation was quite accurate."

"Today, I want to do another fortune telling."

When the old Taoist saw Zhao Lang, he was stunned for a moment, then a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and he said,

"Why are you here now?"

"It shouldn't be you!"
Chapter completed!