Chapter 811 These Bastards Just Need to Be Dealt With!

Although Da Qin has not implemented the plan to remove slaves from the entire territory, everyone knows that the people of Da Qin cannot be slaves.

It stands to reason that the slave exchange should not be so prosperous.

Without waiting for the slave on the side to explain, Zhao Lang walked directly towards that direction. As soon as he got closer, he heard the cry of the slave merchant.

"Everyone, please pay attention. This group of slaves are not our common people in Great Qin. They were transported from the west with great effort."

"Look at this height and physique, he's a top choice."

"What? You said he is too thin. Oh, my noble man, this slave has traveled so far across mountains and rivers. He can survive to Xianyang, not to mention his physique."

"You can feed me for a few days and bring it back. I'm sure I can handle the heavy labor of two people."

"Just think about it, all you have to spend is just a few potatoes. Such a good deal will not be available beyond this village..."

The slave merchant's words soon caused the people around him to whisper.

"That's the truth. These potatoes are worthless these days."

"Okay, give me one."

Soon the people around him began to shout out prices. Seeing this scene, the slave merchant suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes.

But Zhao Lang was dumbfounded, but he didn't stop him because the slave merchant made it clear.

These slaves are not the common people of Qin, and Qin's laws cannot protect them.

And speaking from my heart, it is impossible to forcibly abolish slavery in Daqin at once.

At this time, it is also a good thing to introduce slaves from outside as a transition.

"Master, these slaves were captured from the grasslands to the west."

Only then did the slave have the opportunity to explain everything clearly to Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang couldn't help but click his lips after hearing this. The order he gave Liu Bang was to plunder the materials and people of the small city-states in the west and not let him engage in the slave trade.

Of course, what he can guess is that there must be someone involved in the transfer of benefits.

To put it harshly, the Qin army stationed on the grassland might all be involved.

The sky is high in the grassland to the west and the emperor is far away. It is not surprising that these people stationed there can do anything.

"Fine."

Zhao Lang said dryly at this time, and then explained,

"Send a letter to Liu Bang and the others. The main population should remain on the grasslands. Don't go too far to enrich the frontiers of Da Qin."

He didn't want to wake up one day and find slaves with red hair and blue eyes everywhere in Xianyang.

The slave naturally accepted the order, wrote down the matter, and would issue the order when he returned.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Lang turned around and left, heading towards the Daqin Royal Academy.

Again, he is not a saint and cannot save everyone in the world. He just wants all the people of Great Qin to live a good life now, and will talk about other things later.

Of course, if possible, he would not mind if the world were unified.

All the way to the Royal Academy, Zhao Lang walked in quietly without making any noise. He wanted to see the true state of the Royal Academy.

Walking in the Royal Academy, it is obvious that this place is different from Heming Academy. The buildings are all traditional Qin Shi buildings, using the most precious wood.

If it weren't for the addition of some new sports equipment, playgrounds, etc., this would be the residence of a Qin noble.

The environment here is better than that of Heming Academy, at least it's not that crowded.

Even if the entire Daqin Royal Academy has expanded its enrollment, there are only a few hundred people.

As for Heming Academy, there are now nearly 4,000 people.

Of course, there was nothing that could be done about it. Before, Heming Academy was almost funded by himself, but now it is finally breaking even.

As for the balance money, most of it comes from the Daqin Royal Academy.

After all, dad is now a ruthless person who dares to accept thousands of taels of gold from just a student.

Moreover, all the money was given away by the nobles, so in terms of ruthlessness, he was still not as ruthless as his father.

Just as Zhao Lang was walking and thinking, a Cuju ball slowly rolled to his feet. Gu Nu

Zhao Lang's eyes lit up. It seemed that the Royal Academy had also introduced the sport of Cuju. Just when he wanted to play, there was a shout from beside him,

"Hey, boy over there, bring the ball to the young men."

Zhao Lang turned around and saw a group of nobles shouting at him on the court, and there was a familiar figure among them.

Hearing the shout, Zhao Lang smiled and returned calmly,

"Why don't you come and get it yourself?"

If these people were polite, Zhao Lang wouldn't mind kicking them.

He is a soft-spoken person.

After hearing this, the group of noble disciples came over excitedly. The leader looked at Zhao Lang and said with a bit of arrogance,

"I haven't seen you in the academy. It seems that you recently paid money to join."

"How dare you be so arrogant? What is your father's title?"

"Huh, I guess I'm not even one of them."

After the man finished speaking, the noble disciples behind him also burst into laughter.

They are all the second batch of people to enter the Royal Academy, and their family titles are all above the fifteenth level.

So for these newcomers, they will bully them and then form cliques.

Only one person standing in the middle showed a frightened expression. He was about to say something but was stopped by Zhao Lang's look.

Zhao Lang then said,

"It's true that my family is not a middle school. It's just that the academy is a place for teaching and educating people. What does it have to do with the title of my family?"

The leader of the aristocratic disciples showed a sneer and said,

"Are you stupid because of your studies? Our Great Qin military merits are supreme. Our fathers in our family have made great contributions, so they have a high title and your achievements are smaller, so naturally you have to listen to us."

Listening to the other party's strong words, Zhao Lang couldn't help but laughed angrily, saying,

"According to your statement, as long as my family's title is higher than yours, I can bully you."

The leading noble boy raised his head and said,

"So why not? The ones with the highest status in the academy are not us, but the children of the royal family."

"Look, this one is a member of the royal family, Ying Ziying."

The noble boy introduced the person next to him with a bit of pride, but did not notice that Yin Ziying had already turned pale. At this time, he continued,

"So as long as your title is higher than mine, what will happen if I let you bully me?"

"But do you?"

Listening to the other party's aggressive words, the slave on the side could hardly bear it anymore.

He was looking forward to his master immediately revealing his identity and slapping him hard in the face.

I just didn't expect that Zhao Lang fell silent when he heard this. After a while, he said,

"You're right, it's my fault."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Seeing that the other party had given up, how could a nobleman give up so easily? He was about to speak out and call out to the other party, but was grabbed by Zi Ying next to him and said with a bit of trembling,

"Looking at our previous friendship, I only give you one suggestion: send someone to ask for your father immediately!"

Then he hurriedly left here, leaving only the aristocratic children with baffled expressions.

This is when Zhao Langzheng was walking on the college road with a gloomy face and said to the slave beside him,

"Gather all the students! Let's go and see around Xianyang to see if there is any unfinished farm work in Zhuangzi!"

These bastards just need to be dealt with!

(An An)

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