Chapter 267: Why the Patriarch Became Handsome Again

After more than ten days, the will of heaven gradually cooled.

Dangdang.

With the sound of knocking on the thick iron sheet.

In Xinzhuangzi, or rather, in Heming Academy, there was a commotion soon.

Standing on a step, Zhao Lang looked at the teenagers who came out during the break and hurried back to the classroom, some memories could not help but emerge in his mind.

"I really miss it."

Zhao Lang sighed.

At this moment, the voice of the ram dared to come from the side,

Sacrifice as xindingdianxsw.com Sacrifice as. "Girl Lang, your teaching method is extremely novel."

"only..."

Zhao Lang laughed and said,

"Just how?"

Ram dared to say directly,

"It's just too biased. Every student only studies a small item in a subject. How can this work?"

"It's as if we are Confucian students, but we are also proficient in the six arts of a gentleman. Apart from these, we usually choose other knowledge."

"In this way, we can achieve something in the future."

Zhao Lang nodded again and again, these Gongyang Confucian scholars really have real talents and learning, and they saw something wrong so quickly.

"You are right, but I am in urgent need of manpower, so I can only use this method."

"It will naturally change in the future, well, after two years, you will know the reason."

He didn't have time to wait.

Gong Yang dared to nod immediately to Zhao Lang's explanation. Now that he had decided to follow, he chose to believe Zhao Lang.

Of course, the most important thing is the observation of these ten days. He is sure that Zhao Lang has no malice towards these people.

After all, even if he thinks he is educated and close to the common people.

Nor will I share a bowl of rice with these farmers' children and return them food.

Moreover, the learning here is also free, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are good people.

"Well, I remember you don't have class today?"

Zhao Lang dared to say to Gong Yang out of curiosity,

"How did you come here?"

Gong Yang dared to say with a bit of embarrassment,

"My class is in the morning and I've finished it. I'm here to ask for leave."

"In two days, it will be the last big debate of Confucianism. The same is true for Legalism. There is also Mohism's puzzle solving. We all want to see it."

"Girl Lang, you go with us, with your eloquence, you will definitely win!"

Zhao Lang showed a smile,

"Since you want to go and see, then go, but I won't go to debate."

Gong Yang dared to feel a little pity in his heart, and returned with a smile,

"Then I'll tell the others."

Although he doesn't care about these things, this rare debate between Confucianism and Legalism is coming to an end soon, and Mohism will solve the riddle.

Of course it arouses curiosity.

Anyway, I have to participate in the Mo family's puzzle solving.

Si minus bX*wX* Si. It doesn't matter.

Just in time to find my own teacher.

It's strange to say that after the teacher went to Xianyang last time, he didn't come back.

If someone hadn't sent the letter, Zhao Lang would have thought something was wrong with the teacher.

Just as Zhao Lang was thinking, Bai Lao walked over with Wang Tiezhu,

"First..."

Zhao Lang didn't really want to accept the old man's respectful speech, so he returned before Bai Lao finished speaking.

"Does Mr. Bai also go to the city to watch the Mo family solve the riddle?"

"Well, let me talk to Forbe and ask him to arrange a car for you."

After Zhuangzi finished repairing it, Shopkeeper Liu and the others left.

Juzi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, Bai Lao, see you then, I have to go to work for a while,"

Zhao Lang left after saying hello. He has put away his little understanding of the air these days.

They were all handed over to each other.

As for some formulas, there is really no way to teach them.

I also don't want Mr. Bai to call himself "Mister".

Zhao Lang still had some self-knowledge, so he could only leave.

Looking at Zhao Lang's leaving back, Tie Zhu said curiously,

"Juzi, when are you going to tell Young Master Lang about your identity?"

"Anyway, Gongzi Lang will also participate in solving the puzzle, and when he sees Lu Bansuo, he will definitely have doubts."

After all, this is a secret of the Mo family, how could an ordinary carpenter have such a thing.

Juzi said slowly,

"Don't worry, he will understand when he sees Lu Bansuo."

"And it doesn't matter. The most important thing is to see if the master can unlock the secret of the fetish."

"This is the most important."

Tie Zhu nodded half understanding.

Early the next morning, Zhao Lang set off with Gongyang Confucian scholars. Bai Lao and the others left yesterday.

After more than an hour, they arrived at the gate of the city.

It's just that when I was about to go in, it was blocked.

An extremely gorgeous convoy blocked the city gates to the brim.

"Who is it?"

Gong Yang dared to look at the carriage team not far away, and said strangely,

"These costumes don't look like my Daqin's costumes."

"And why are these people holding sticks in their hands?"

Zhao Lang took a look, and felt that these servants looked familiar.

At this time, someone on the side explained kindly,

"Wait with peace of mind. These are the envoys of Goguryeo. I heard that there are princes in it."

"Prince? Messenger group?"

How many people in the ram dared to be a little puzzled,

"Winter is coming soon, why are there still missions coming? Don't they want to go back?"

When Zhao Lang heard the word Goguryeo, Prince, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He could have killed the prince of Goguryeo!

Now have this mission over here! He didn't believe it if he said it wouldn't affect him!

If the other party attacked him in front of the first emperor, he would have no one in the court, so it would be difficult to deal with it!

After all, he killed the prince of a country by himself, and there was indeed not much evidence in hand at the time.

He must go to the Taiwei Mansion, which is in charge of military affairs in Daqin!

See if you can get some news!

After all these carriages went in, Zhao Lang and others also entered one by one.

"Girl Lang, let's go to the academy together tomorrow, it doesn't matter if you don't go."

Gong Yang dared to make the last effort, he didn't want Zhao Lang's talent to be buried like this.

Tomorrow's Confucian debate should have Zhao Lang's place!

How can Zhao Lang care about these things at this time, go back,

"It's okay, I still have some chores, you just go."

The Ram dared to leave with a bit of regret.

Zhao Lang didn't hesitate, and immediately headed towards the location of the Xianyang Taiwei Mansion.

Xi and the others quickly followed.

No one noticed that at the gate of the city, two dark boys were watching their backs,

"Hey? Was that the Patriarch just now?"

Erhei asked with some doubts.

They followed each other's convoy all the way back to Xianyang.

When I entered the city, I didn't dare to get too close.

But found a familiar figure.

"Remove it! It's the owner of the house!"

To die is said with certainty.

"Why did the Patriarch become handsome again?"

Erhei was confused for a while, and then said excitedly,

"Go to hell, then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and follow!"

Mi He Mi. Go to hell and take a look at Erhei,

"What's the rush, first find out where these convoys live, and know this information, so you can report to the Patriarch!"

Erhei could only sigh.

He followed up obediently.

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