Chapter 813 They are no more noble than others

On the Xianyang city wall, the guards guarding the city looked bewildered, watching a large group of young people dressed in luxurious clothes coming towards the city gate. If they didn't recognize the leader as His Royal Highness, they would have almost sent an emergency signal.

It's just that they are still a little strange. It's already afternoon. Why is His Royal Highness taking such a large group of people out of the city?

What surprised them even more was that after His Royal Highness went out, His Majesty's frame also went out of Xianyang among the guards.

Zhao Lang took the people all the way to the direction of Heming Academy, and now it is equivalent to giving these people a weight-bearing field training first.

So, under the surprised eyes of passers-by, an extremely handsome young man ran across the road with a group of noble children who were clamoring for the sky.

Running all the way, until many of the noble children were tired and lay down on the side of the road, Zhao Lang looked at the sky, and then let people stop, and then found a relatively flat wasteland and announced the camping on the spot.

Although everyone was extremely reluctant, some people didn't bring anything for camping at all.

But no one dared to oppose Zhao Lang's order.

They have often heard about the deeds of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. After all, there are many storytellers in Xianyang now, and they are all about each other's affairs.

Moreover, in the run just now, Zhao Lang was always at the forefront, and they were convinced.

"Master, I sent someone to send the tent over. It will be set up later. Why don't you go there and rest."

The slave said with a smile at this time.

He wouldn't let his master freeze like this in the wild.

At this time, Zhao Lang looked at some students lying on the ground not far away, and said,

"Go check it out, and live in a tent if you are not in good health."

He wanted to train these people, but he didn't want to kill them.

The slave naturally led the way, and Zhao Lang stepped forward to check the situation.

Now most people are collecting trees to make fires for warmth, and some people go directly to the fields to see if they can find some potatoes.

Zhao Lang didn't stop him. At this time, he wanted to do everything possible to ensure that he would not freeze to death and starve to death at night, and then he would ask people to compensate the people here.

Of course, there were also those who lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, and they happened to be an acquaintance who had just met.

Zhao Lang looked at Ying Ziying at this time and asked, knowingly,

"What's up with him?"

Ying Ziying showed an embarrassed smile and returned,

"His Royal Highness, he just passed out because he was too tired to run."

Zhao Lang looked at the person who was lying on the ground, but his hands could not stop shaking, oh, and said,

"It's cold on the ground, so get up."

Of course, the man on the ground didn't move. After all, no one could wake up a person who was pretending to be asleep.

It's just that Zhao Lang didn't, so he planned to leave, and said very indifferently,

"It seems to be quite serious. Come and call a doctor to give him mouth-to-mouth first aid."

Hearing this, the expressions of the people around became strange.

There are also doctors in the Royal Academy, of course they know what this means.

If you really want to do this last time, I am afraid that you will be called Long Yangjun in the future.

In the next instant, the nobleman who lay on the ground and pretended to be dead climbed up, saluted Zhao Lang, and said tremblingly,

"I've seen His Royal Highness, it's rude, please forgive me."

If he knew that the other party was the prince, he would not have dared to speak like that before beating him to death.

As soon as he thought of what he said before, he just wanted to give himself two slaps.

Of course, there is one thing to say, the other party's title is indeed not a middle-ranking officer.

Looking at the aristocratic children whose faces were ashen, Zhao Lang just said,

"Even if you want to show your prestige, you have to look at people more clearly next time."

I wanted to say something, but the slave who had just left soon ran over and said,

"Master, your majesty is coming down!"

Zhao Lang raised his brows when he heard it. Why did Dad follow him? He was about to leave when he glanced at Ying Ziying and said immediately,

"You come with me."

Afterwards, he took Ying Ziying to a frame and saw Qin Shihuang, and quickly said,

"Father, why are you here?"

Qin Shihuang laughed at this time,

"Dad heard the news so I came to have a look."

The news he heard from Zhao Gao was that Zhao Lang was furious, and then took a group of people out of Xianyang.

I am still a little worried about losing my life, and it will not end well by then.

Fortunately, it seems that there is nothing wrong now, and by the way, I will tell you the matter of receiving the money, how can the two of them have to make a good confession.

Just hearing the words of the two of them made Ying Ziying beside him go crazy.

He never imagined that the first emperor of Qin, who had always been majestic and frightened the world, turned out to be so kind.

He didn't expect that the other party would use this method to look at the money of the nobles.

What's even more incomprehensible is, can he listen to these things?

At this moment, Zhao Lang said,

"Father, this is Ying Ziying, a rare talent in our royal family."

Although Zhao Lang's history is not very good, Ying Ziying still knows it and does have some talents.

If Qin Er Shi was Ying Ziying at the beginning, Da Qin might not have died so quickly.

Hearing Zhao Lang's introduction, Qin Shihuang just nodded indifferently.

Speaking of talents, who can compare to his Langer?

The two talked for a while, and Zhao Lang quickly said to Zhao Gao next to him,

"Uncle Zhao, it's getting late, you'd better go back with Dad first."

Both of them spent the night outside, which was still a little bad.

Qin Shihuang did not insist, and left here soon.

Zhao Lang also returned to his team at this time.

In the next few days, Zhao Lang led the team all the way to Heming Academy on foot, but it was not a hasty march.

Instead, when they see farmers who need help, they take people to work.

Although the noble children were reluctant, they did not dare to refuse.

It's just that they have been brilliance and food since they were children. Where did they do such rough work, not to mention that sometimes the farm work was not done well, and they were reprimanded by those farmers.

After working for a few days, there was some resentment in their hearts, and many people complained secretly,

"Although this farm work is not cheap, but I have a noble status, rather than doing these things, I might as well read more books, so that I can better manage these farmers and people in the future."

"It's true, these people don't have the governance of me, I'm afraid they won't even be able to eat."

"Our time is far more valuable than these people."

There are more and more such words in the team, but Zhao Lang just pretended not to hear it.

Still taking people as always, UU reading www.uukanshu.com while doing farm work and moving towards Heming University.

On the seventh day, when the students of the Royal Academy, who were exhausted and filthy all over, moved forward lazily, a tidy order came to their ears,

"one two three four!"

The students of the Royal Academy raised their heads in confusion, and saw a team of uniform, energetic teenagers doing morning exercises.

The gap between the two sides is like the Great Qin Frontier Army and the rabble.

Not far away, there are a few large characters written on a door,

Heming Academy.

At this time, Zhao Lang stood by and looked at the students of the Royal Academy coldly. He just wanted to let these people know that if the gap in family background was smoothed out, they were no more noble than others.

(Ann)

(End of this chapter)