"What's early?"

Qusi asked curiously.

Zhao Lang clicked his mouth and replied,

"It's nothing, that, you are now a prince sitting in one side, you should have a surname anyway."

"You grew up on my village, why not take my clan as your surname."

In fact, Zhao Lang didn't really want to give the name Huo Qubing to the dead child, mainly because the name was too big, and he was afraid that the other party would not be able to catch it.

And the famous general in China in his previous life didn't live too long.

This is not in line with the original intention of going to death.

If he used his own Zhao clan as his surname, then the name Zhao Qubing would still make sense.

I don't believe that my surname can't suppress these two words!

His eyes lit up when he heard it, and he said quickly,

"Okay! Listen to the Patriarch!"

Of course he was willing to use Zhao Lang's family name as his surname.

It's a sign of intimacy.

Only then did Zhao Lang comfort him a bit, that's right, no matter what he is around, these little guys must be kept healthy and grow up safely.

Go to die at this time with a smile and continued,

"Patriarch, I've already decided on the name of my second child."

Zhao Lang laughed when he heard that,

"You are thinking long-term. Before the first one has made a sound, you are thinking about the second one."

Die was a little embarrassed and said,

"Master, the doctor said that there may be two children, so we need to prepare one more..."

"Now there are still some remnants of the Xiongnu on the grassland. To die, I am willing to use the Hu tribe as the head of the family to eradicate these people!"

"So, how about calling the second child Zhao Puonu?"

Hearing this name, Zhao Lang felt vaguely familiar, but couldn't remember it, but the meaning was indeed good.

So he nodded and joked with a smile,

"That's a good name, that's all, but you asked me to name you, it's better now, I'll take it all myself."

Go to **** and say,

"Hey, it's mainly because I'm by the Patriarch's side that I have so many ideas."

The two of them laughed for a while, but neither of them saw the resentful look in the slave's eyes.

Zhao Lang understood that this was a different kind of loyalty.

Alas, the teenagers are grown up after all, they have their own manpower, their own ideas, and their own interests.

This is normal, he can't always think about tying these teenagers to his side.

Let them do their bidding.

They are not slaves. When it is time to let go, let them go in time.

Otherwise, if you stay and stay, you will become enemies, that's the reason.

Through these conversations in the dark, the official relationship between Daqin and the Huren was confirmed, Zhao Lang said at this time,

"By the way, when targeting the Xiongnu, you must remember to look for Erhei. This kid may have gotten lost on the grassland."

Before seeing Erhei's body, Zhao Lang still kept a glimmer of hope.

Hearing this, go to hell... It should be Zhao Qushi who hesitated for a while, then nodded,

"Patriarch, don't worry, I will definitely find Erhei."

Zhao Lang showed a smile, then patted the other person's shoulder, and said quickly,

"Okay, it's getting late, and I'll let the big cat hand over the things on the grassland to you."

"They should still be in the camp now, you should also get together."

Qusi nodded, he hadn't seen these people for a long time.

Just before leaving, he said with some hesitation,

"Patriarch, those people from the Heavenly God Sect...they are unreliable."

Zhao Lang's eyes flickered slightly, and he quickly replied,

"Well, I see, I have my own way to deal with it."

Zhao died before leaving.

After the person left, the slave leaned over and said with a bit of resentment,

"Master, it's okay to die, why did you get such a name?"

Zhao Lang was about to ask something, but soon understood, and said with a smile,

"This broken slave is the Huns, not you. What do you mind?"

"By the way, you are also in a high position. Every name is really outrageous. You should also follow my clan."

Hearing this, all the discomfort of the slave was immediately thrown out of the sky, and he knelt down and said,

"Zhao Nu thank you master!"

Zhao Lang nodded calmly,

"Okay, get up, you're not a slave, you're always on your knees doing what."

Zhao Nu said flatteringly,

"The master is always the master of the slave!"

Looking at the other party's flattering face, Zhao Lang had nothing to say.

That's it.

Early the next morning, Zhao Lang arrived at the tent of the Chinese army where Meng Tian was, because Han Xin had returned.

Han Xin stood under the tent, next to Xiao He.

Han Xin was a little excited at this time, and said loudly,

"His Royal Highness, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. I have basically strangled the remnants of the Xiongnu soldiers in this county, killing more than 100,000 enemies!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's expression was slightly complicated.

He could see the tiredness on Han Xin's body, and he knew that these infantrymen were used to jointly strangle these Hun cavalry who fled everywhere.

How much effort is required.

To put it bluntly, there are really few people in this world who can do it.

As for killing these Huns, he can't blame the other party.

The opponent is the commander-in-chief of the Qin army, and there is no problem in issuing such an order.

Even he cannot interfere easily.

It depends on my father, no matter what military order Meng Tian issued, as long as it is beneficial to the army, then my father will not interfere easily.

The majesty of the general is also very important.

So he quickly said,

"General Han has worked hard! This crown prince will definitely ask for credit for General Han this time! The position of prince is just around the corner!"

Killing the enemy's 100,000 cavalry is indeed a great contribution, and it is unreasonable not to be a marquis.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince!"

Han Xin was overjoyed when he heard that, bowed down to salute, and then asked with a bit of joy,

"I don't know which title it is?"

Hearing this, Xiao He next to him couldn't help but slightly changed his face. How could any soldier ask about his title?

At this time, Zhao Lang didn't seem to mind at all, and said with a smile,

"General Han was born in Huaiyin County, Sishui County. Why don't you designate him as Marquis of Huaiyin, the 19th Marquis of Guannei in rank, so that General Han can return to his hometown in fine clothes."

Hearing this, Han Xin was a little surprised. Daqin's military merit was at the twentieth rank. He thought that with such military merit, he should be able to reach the top rank of Marquis.

But I didn't expect it to be set at the nineteenth level.

But at this time, I can only reply,

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

Zhao Lang nodded with a smile and said,

"Well, General Han has worked hard, go to rest first, and discuss the regulations for returning to Xianyang after the rest is over."

Han Xin was indeed extremely tired, he did not refuse, and quickly left with Xiao He's salute.

At this moment, Meng Tian looked up at Zhao Lang~lightnovelpub.net~ and frowned slightly.

Generally speaking, the title of Marquis has to be discussed by the court and approved by His Majesty, how can you be so hasty?

Moreover, there seems to be a discord between the other party's words, which is not acceptable.

After the people left, Meng Tian smiled and said to Zhao Lang,

"Congratulations, Your Royal Highness, you have obtained a general with the talents of a prince! The northern border of the empire will be worry-free."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang thought for a while, in terms of judging people, even if he had experience in his previous life, he might not be reliable with these veterans, so he asked,

"General Meng, what do you think of Han Xin?"

(An'an)

(end of this chapter)

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