Chapter 813 They are not more noble than others

On the Xianyang city wall, the soldiers guarding the city were confused and looked at a large group of luxuriously dressed young people coming towards the city gate. If they hadn't recognized the leader as His Royal Highness the Prince, they would have almost sent an emergency signal.

But they were still a little strange. It was already afternoon, why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince take 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 car frame also left Xianyang among the guards.

Zhao Lang led his people all the way to Heming Academy. Now it is equivalent to doing a weight-bearing exercise for these people first.

So in the surprised eyes of passers-by, an extremely handsome young man ran past the road with a group of noble children who were stolen by the sky and the earth.

Running all the way, until many noble children were so tired that they lay down next to the road. Zhao Lang looked at the sky, and then made people stop, then found a relatively flat wasteland and announced that they would camp on site.

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

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

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

And just talking about running just now, Zhao Lang has been at the forefront, and they are convinced.

"Master, I have someone send a tent over here and it will be built later. You might as well go there and rest."

The slave said with a smile at this time.

He won'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 and check it out, you'll be in a tent in bad health."

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

The slave naturally took the order and left, and Zhao Lang walked forward to check the situation.

Nowadays, most people are collecting trees to make fires to keep warm, and some people touch them directly into the fields to see if they can find some potatoes.

Zhao Lang did not stop him. At this time, he would do all means to ensure that he would not be frozen to death and starved to death at night. Then he would ask someone to compensate the people here.

Of course, there are also people who lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and they happen to be an acquaintance who has just met for a while.

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

"What's wrong with him?"

Ying Ziying showed an awkward smile and returned,

"Your Highness, he was too tired to run just now, so he fainted."

Zhao Lang looked at the other person who was lying on the ground, but his hands couldn't stop trembling. He said,

"The ground is cold, get up."

Of course, the person on the ground was not moving at all, after all, no one could wake up a person who pretended to be asleep.

But Zhao Lang didn't have the intention to leave like this, and said very calmly,

"It seems quite serious. Someone came, and asked the doctor to give him a mouth-to-mouth first aid."

Hearing this, the faces of the people around him became strange.

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

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

The next moment, the nobles who were lying on the ground pretending to be dead, got up, saluted Zhao Lang, and said tremblingly,

"I have seen His Highness the Crown Prince, but I am rude and ask His Highness to punish him."

If he knew that the other party was the prince, he would not dare to speak like this before he was beaten to death.

When he thought of what he said before, he just wanted to slap himself twice.

Of course, one thing is to say, the other party’s title is indeed not a big deal.

Looking at the nobles' children who looked like a dead face, Zhao Lang just said,

"Even if you want to show off your power, you must see clearly next time."

What else do you want to say? The slave who had just left for a while hurried over and said,

"Master, Your Majesty is here!"

Zhao Lang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Why did my father come with me?" He was about to leave, but he glanced at Ying Ziying and said immediately.

"You come with me."

Then he took Ying Ziying to a frame and saw Qin Shihuang. He quickly said,

"Dad, why are you here?"

Qin Shihuang smiled at this time,

"Dad heard the news, so come and take a look."

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

I am still a little worried that someone will die, and it will be difficult to end by then.

Fortunately, it seems nothing is wrong now, so I can tell you about collecting money by the way. The two of them should confess their good deeds.

Just when they heard the two of them, Ying Ziying, who was standing beside him, was stunned.

He never expected that the First Emperor of Qin, who had always been majestic and shocked the world, was so kind.

I didn't expect that the other party would use this method to see the noble's money.

What I don't understand is that he can listen to these things?

At this moment, Zhao Lang said,

"Dad, 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 II was Ying Ziying, the Qin Dynasty might not have died so quickly.

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

When it comes to talent, who can compare with his Langer?

The two of them said a little while, and Zhao Lang quickly said to Zhao Gao beside him.

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

Both of them stayed out overnight, which was still a bit bad.

Qin Shihuang did not insist and quickly left here.

At this time, Zhao Lang also returned to his team.

In the next few days, Zhao Lang led his team to hike towards Heming Academy, but he didn't marches in a hurry.

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

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

But they have been frugal since childhood, so they have never done these rough work, not to mention that sometimes they are not done well in farm work and are scolded by those farmers.

After working for a few days, I felt a little resentful, and many people even complained secretly.

"Although this farm work is not considered low, we have a noble status. Instead of doing these things, it is better to read more books to manage these farmers and people in the future."

"That's true. These people are not managed by us, so I'm afraid they can't even eat."

“Our time is much more expensive than these people.”

There are more and more such discourse teams, but Zhao Lang just pretends not to hear it.

As always, I took people with me, and moved towards Heming Academy while doing farm work.

Until the seventh day, when the students of the Royal Academy, who were exhausted and dirty, were moving lazily, a neat call came into their ears.

“One, two, three, four!”

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

The gap between the two sides is like the Qin border army and the mob.

A few big words were written on a door not far away.

Heming Academy.

At this time, Zhao Lang stood aside and looked at the students of the Royal Academy coldly. He wanted these people to know that if the gap in family background was smoothed out, they were not more noble than others.

(An An)
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