Chapter 920 Family Banquet

A few days later,

The first batch of messengers have brought back news from the nearest county, and the slaves reported,

"There is already some news about the damage to the owner's neighborhood. More than a hundred houses have collapsed, but the people inside these houses are fine."

After the slave finished the preliminary information, he said with some hesitation,

"only…"

"It's just nothing, tell me quickly!"

Zhao Lang couldn't help but frown and urged.

The slave gritted his teeth and returned,

"There were also some people in relatively remote rural areas who did not receive timely rescue, and thirteen people died."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's expression dimmed.

The snow was too heavy this time. Even if he sent out an army to rescue in advance, there would still be casualties in the end.

And it is foreseeable that there will be news of casualties later.

"Master, actually the number of people is very small."

Nu couldn't help but comforted.

He was telling the truth. No one expected that the snow would be so heavy this time. If his master hadn't sent out an army in advance, the number of people who died would not have been so small.

Zhao Lang just waved his hand in annoyance and asked the other party to go out. If Daqin's prevention work had been better, so many people would not have died.

These are ordinary people!

No matter how clear his conscience was, he could not remain indifferent to such figures.

The slave could only bow and leave. When he walked outside the yard, he couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the side,

"What are you sighing for? If your master hears it, he will be in a bad mood."

The slave raised his head to look for the sound and found that his teacher Zhao Gao had arrived at the yard at some unknown time. He suddenly showed a smile and said,

"Teacher, it's cold today, why did you come out?"

"If something happens, just give me the order and I will do it for you."

As he spoke, the slave quickly came forward to greet him.

Zhao Gao nodded helpfully. He usually acted like a slave in front of His Majesty, but in his heart he actually enjoyed the flattery of others.

Then he said,

"Why did you sigh just now?"

At this time, Nu showed a wry smile and said,

"My master is a little worried about this snow disaster."

This time the slave did not explain the specific situation in detail. Zhao Gao naturally did not ask in detail and nodded and said,

"His Royal Highness is kind, so naturally he doesn't want to see the people suffer."

"But don't let His Highness the Crown Prince worry too much. It happens to be the New Year's Eve soon. Go and make some preparations to make the food more sumptuous. Although there is no singing and dancing on the Zhuangzi, we can let the young people on the Zhuangzi show their performance."

"No matter what, I must make His Majesty and His Royal Highness happy."

"This is our duty as slaves."

After hearing this, the slave's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he returned sincerely,

"Thanks for the teacher's advice."

In fact, the other party could have ordered this matter by himself, but giving him this opportunity would be a credit to him.

Zhao Gao smiled and nodded, and said quickly,

"I think you are not young anymore, and it is time for you to get married and have children. I look at the two children of His Highness the Crown Prince, and I am very happy in my heart. You will have a son and a half daughter soon, and I will enjoy the happiness of a family. .”

These words made the slave blush slightly and replied,

"Teacher, this disciple is still young..."

Zhao Gao said with a smile at this time,

"Why are you blushing? Having children is a major human matter. Okay, you just go and prepare first."

Nu immediately saluted and left.

A few days later, news gradually came from various places. Sure enough, the situation was similar to what Zhao Lang thought. The entire Northland was severely affected.

"Let the government be prepared to help the people resume production after spring begins."

Zhao Lang ordered at this time.

This winter has finally passed, but the people have suffered a lot, and they still need help from the government during spring plowing.

This thief, God, won't give the people a breather.

Zhao Lang cursed in his heart.

"Okay, these days are New Year's Eve, and the New Year is coming soon. Don't be so serious, everyone is looking at you."

"Today I have prepared some food for everyone to relax, and the young man on Zhuangzi is also preparing to perform martial arts to entertain us."

"Your father is waiting for you too."

At this time, Ji Wushuang hugged Zhao Anan and comforted him.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang exhaled immediately, showed a smile, and took Zhao Anan from Ji Wu's hands.

He is always more tolerant towards his daughter.

While teasing Zhao Anan, he watched Ji Wushuang return,

"Can you see my dad now?"

Although Ji Wushuang accepted his identity as the Crown Prince of Great Qin at first, one thing is that he and his father had a grudge after all.

Ji Wushuang said calmly at this time,

"I won't be at the same table as the First Emperor of Qin, but today is a family dinner for your father, so of course it doesn't matter."

After hearing this, Zhao Lang naturally wouldn't pierce the window paper. The other party had already given him face, so he whispered,

"Thanks."

Ji Wushuang pouted, but suddenly spanked Zhao Hao, who was being held by the nanny.

Zhao Hao was hit for no reason, but after crying twice, Ji Wushuang said,

"If I beat the grandson of the Great Qin royal family a few more times, it can be regarded as revenge."

Seeing this scene, Zhao Lang suddenly burst into laughter, and soon the two of them walked towards Zhuangzi's yard.

At this time, the courtyard has been decorated, and more than a dozen tables of people have gathered together.

In the open space of the courtyard, the young people on the village were performing martial arts lively.

It is extremely lively now, and Zhao Lang feels the long-lost New Year atmosphere.

So he said to the slave beside him,

"well done."

Hearing the compliment, I felt that my bones were a little lighter, and returned with a smile,

"This is what a slave should do."

At this time, Qin Shihuang also came over. Looking at Zhao Lang, whose eyebrows were still a little gloomy, he said immediately,

"Dad, I know you are worried about the people, but you have to let it go and remember to deal with the aftermath. Otherwise, it will ruin your mood and body, and it will not be a good thing for you or the people."

After hearing this, Zhao Lang immediately returned with a heart convinced,

"yes."

Even Mr. Qin on the side nodded. Worrying for a long time is not good for the body.

Even if you have troubles, you should let them go when it's time to let them go.

Qin Shihuang quickly said,

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

"Today is a family banquet. Regardless of official rank, Zhao Gao, you will also sit down."

After Zhao Gao thanked Qin Shihuang quickly, he sat down on the stool, not forgetting to add wine to Qin Shihuang's food.

Soon the courtyard was filled with a slightly cheerful atmosphere.

After the banquet was over, Zhao Lang sent Qin Shi Huang back to rest. When he arrived at the door, Zhao Lang saluted and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by Qin Shi Huang,

"Lang'er, after spring begins, dad is going to continue to cruise north, and he will also bring some food supplies to the people on the grassland. I'm afraid they won't have an easy time this winter."

Zhao Lang nodded. The fact that his father could take the initiative to bring up this matter shows that he has regarded the grassland people as his subjects. This is a good thing.

"Dad, just go ahead and ask the government to prepare supplies."

Qin Shihuang hesitated for a moment, and then continued,

"Except for this matter, when you return to Xianyang, there may be noble ministers who will question the identity of your two children. Moreover, the heavy snow in the north will provide them with another excuse. You must be prepared in advance."

Although he loves his two children very much, there are indeed some obstacles to his identity here.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's eyes turned cold and returned.

"Dad, don't worry, it's fine if they don't mention it. If you dare to talk too much, the child will have his own solution."

(An An)

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