Chapter 277 It’s No Interest Being an Emperor

After looking after Uncle Zhao for a while.

Zhao Lang didn't pay much attention to it.

Anyway, now all the chairs in the house are made with armchairs, even if they fall, there will be no major problems.

Qin Shihuang glanced at Zhao Gao, gave him a disgusted look, and continued to speak to Zhao Lang in a pleasant manner,

"Lang'er, is that why you are so optimistic about these two?"

Zhao Lang nodded, he still valued Meng Tian and Meng Yi, the twin stars of Great Qin, very much.

"Meng Tian was stationed in the northern border, and he dispatched 300,000 troops to defeat the Xiongnu and frighten the Donghu, Yuezhi, Qiang, and Goguryeo tribes."

"The mental effort required is far more than enormous! It is enough to show its talent."

"It's also extremely difficult for Meng Yi to deploy in the middle."

Qin Shihuang nodded, this was the first time he had heard Zhao Lang exaggerating about Qin's officials, he returned with a smile,

"So, you are bound to win these two?"

"Now that the great cause has not been accomplished, you should think in the long run."

Zhao Lang returned immediately,

"Father, I'm not doing it for myself! My son is doing it for you!"

Qin Shihuang couldn't help being startled for a moment, and asked inexplicably,

"For dad?"

Zhao Lang nodded and said,

"Father, if there is such a day, you must be the emperor."

"If we can get the allegiance of these two people, one is inside and the other is outside, there will be nothing to worry about."

"Boy, I can live comfortably in the world!"

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang couldn't help laughing, and then said angrily,

"How old are you? Just when you should be determined to forge ahead, you want to be chic in the world?"

"If there is such a day,

Can't you sit in that seat by yourself and let your father and I enjoy the blessing? "

Before Qin Shihuang could finish his words, Zhao Gao who was beside him trembled again.

He felt like he couldn't stand it anymore.

What is his Majesty talking about?

Is this encouraging your son to usurp the throne as soon as possible?

Seeing that his body was about to slide down again, Qin Shihuang gave him a hard look, and he barely held onto the handle of the chair to keep himself silent.

Needless to say, this chair is quite useful.

Zhao Lang curled his lips at this moment, and went back,

"Father, it doesn't make much sense to be an emperor."

Qin Shihuang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard wrongly,

"Lang'er, do you think being an emperor is boring?"

In the whole world, whoever is somewhat ambitious has never fantasized in his heart that he will be the emperor one day?

Enjoy the admiration of all peoples, and the supreme right.

Zhao Lang nodded and went back,

"Father, although your current status cannot be compared with that of the emperor, you are still a businessman."

"I asked, when you are busy, do you wake up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, and do more than cows?"

Qin Shihuang blinked, what Zhao Lang said was not bad.

Day and night, he dared not slack off in the slightest. The actual situation was even more exaggerated than what Zhao Lang said.

But, what are these words? Chicken and dog, can't you use a few nicer words?

But at this time, of course he would not just agree with the other party, so he returned dryly,

"Lang'er, being an emperor is hard work, but there are times when you can enjoy it."

"You can ask for the best things in the world."

When mentioning this, Zhao Lang dismissed it. To be honest, it is based on Daqin's current production level.

Even if it is Qin Shihuang, he can enjoy some material conditions, but he may not be able to enjoy it better than a well-off family in his previous life.

He pouted directly and said,

"Father, these people don't know what enjoyment is."

"Besides, if you really want to enjoy being an emperor, I'm afraid you will be scolded bloody by future generations."

"Not to mention, if you do something wrong, you will be recorded in the history books and scolded by generations."

"It's not worth it anyway."

Qin Shihuang opened his mouth to refute after hearing this, but he didn't know where to start.

Because Zhao Lang seemed to be right.

Since he came to the government, he has hardly slack off for a day.

This is even more so after destroying the six kingdoms and unifying the world.

Work hard every day, for the sake of the great Qin Wannian, future generations and grandchildren.

But what did you get in exchange?

The estrangement of my relatives, the fear of my courtiers, the curse and hatred of the common people!

The more Qin Shihuang thought about it, the more he lost.

For a moment, a trance appeared in his mind.

Of course, it was only for a moment.

Soon, Qin Shihuang strengthened his mind and said with a slightly straight face,

"Langer! A man, born in the world, of course he will do a great job! What's more, he must plan for all people and all generations."

"How can you be so greedy for personal gains and losses and enjoyment!"

Zhao Lang let out a nonchalant sigh.

But he knew that what his cheap dad said was right, the backbone of every era and race was supported by these people.

But he, ask yourself, is not that great.

Looking at Zhao Lang's tired appearance, Qin Shihuang said angrily,

"Okay, that's it for today, you hurry up and find out who is pretending to be you."

"Okay, Dad."

Zhao Lang nodded.

He was determined to find out about this matter, the farm had just begun to develop and recovered a little bit of vitality.

Someone came out to frame him, and if he really wanted to attract the attention of the first emperor, how could he survive this day?

He quickly sent his father and Uncle Zhao back to the room, but for some reason, he always felt that Uncle Zhao looked at him with a bit of resentment.

"Well, it should be an illusion."

Zhao Lang shook his head and put the thought out of his mind.

Then he didn't go back to rest, he had to wait for someone.

The task of spying on the information was given to Mei of the Technical Academy yesterday, and it is already evening, so there should be a reply.

He will not relax with the great prince of Goguryeo.

At this moment, there was a sudden cry of frogs outside Zhuangzi.

Quack quack.

Zhao Lang was slightly taken aback.

Not long after, another frog croaked, as if responding to each other.

Soon the two bursts of frog calls were getting closer and closer, and seemed to merge together.

Zhao Lang suddenly showed a smile, gave Xihe Tianyi a gesture not to make a move, and then walked over following the sound of the frogs.

He came to a corner lightly.

With an extremely sensitive upward climb, Zhao Lang came to the tip of the gun and saw the outside of the wall.

Two figures were squatting there, talking softly,

"Go to hell, have you found the Patriarch?"

"No, what's the rush?"

"It's all your fault, I can lose all of this, I should have met the Patriarch first! Now it's all right, I have to go back to Zhuangzi first, Big Cat and the others are waiting outside the city for nothing."

"How do I know, this area is so big, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go to this Zhuangzi to have a look!"

"If you find someone, use the frog cry as your name!"

The two nodded in unison, then stood up and prepared to climb the wall.

But when he looked up, he saw a figure looking at them from the top of the wall.

The two were startled, but the tacit understanding of the battle these days made them not hesitate at all, and they shot almost at the same time!

One left and one right, attacking the figure on the wall!

It's just that the other party easily avoided it.

The two still wanted to make a move, and only by forcing each other back into the wall would they have a chance to escape.

At this moment, the two heard a familiar voice,

"Is that what I taught you?"

"Where did the frogs come from at this time of year!"