Chapter 233 My consultation fee is extremely expensive! (4th update)

After hearing Zhao Lang's words, the chill in Qin Shihuang's eyes subsided slightly.

But Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment and asked,

"Alang, could it be that in your mind, the First Emperor is not a tyrant?"

Zhao Lang shook his head naturally,

"Mr. Qin, you don't know this. The First Emperor unified the six countries..."

He recounted the achievements of the First Emperor again, and then said,

"So, the First Emperor cannot be regarded as a tyrant."

How many times has he said this?

Very familiar.

Although Qin Shihuang had heard it several times, he still never got tired of hearing it.

But this was the first time Mr. Qin heard it, and there was a trace of hesitation on his face.

He looked at Qin Shihuang who was very close to Zhao Lang, released his hands from his waist, and then asked,

"But, Ah Lang, the First Emperor is not friendly to us and other scholars."

Before Zhao Lang could reply, Qin Shihuang said with a bit of chill,

"The hundreds of families only want to speak for one family and don't care about anything else. It's not surprising that the tyrant is unfriendly."

Zhao Lang heard the dissatisfaction in his father's words, but did not think much about it, but returned,

"Mr. Qin, my father is right. Think about it, apart from farmers and doctors, who among the other schools of thought cares about ordinary people?"

"Even Confucians and Mohists say they want to treat the people well, but they still act in a condescending manner."

As the head of a farm family, Zhao Lang is quite aware of this.

These days, he often receives messages about farmers being bullied.

Mr. Qin was silent for a moment.

He knew that Zhao Lang was right.

The various schools of thought have their own knowledge, and they always have a sense of superiority over ordinary people.

This is true for all talented people in the world, it is inevitable.

Zhao Lang continued,

"As for whether the First Emperor will persecute various schools of thought, we can actually tell it now."

"I heard that Mohism and Confucianism are currently having a debate in Xianyang City, but the First Emperor did not prohibit it. It can also be deduced that the First Emperor did not intend to exterminate all schools of thought."

Mr. Qin actually knew that, but in this case, some things made no sense to him. He frowned and said,

"Alang, if that's the case, why do you want to rebel?"

Hearing this familiar question, Zhao Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said,

"Mr. Qin, this is why I was so surprised before."

"According to my original calculation, the First Emperor has less than three years left."

"Once the First Emperor dies, without his suppression, the remnants of the Six Kingdoms will surely stir up chaos, and hundreds of schools of thought will surely take advantage of the chaos."

"At that time, the world will be in chaos! All life will be in ruins!"

"That's why I want to prepare early to deal with troubled times."

Hearing this, Mr. Qin's face turned pale. He had seen the melee of the seven kingdoms and knew the cruelty of war!

"The world will fall into war again? How miserable the people will be!"

Hearing this, Zhao Lang also sighed, but quickly said,

"But Mr. Qin, haven't you already met the First Emperor today?"

"You said he still has five to seven years to live, which is very difficult to handle!"

As soon as Zhao Lang finished speaking, he heard the father beside him shout,

"Lang'er! What did you say?!"

"What five to seven years!"

Zhao Lang turned his head and saw his father and Uncle Zhao looking at him in shock.

Zhao Lang understood his father's mood very well and was preparing to rebel. He had been telling him for three years.

Nowadays, it happens for several years at a time, and as time goes by, accidents tend to happen.

If it is discovered, it will be the disaster of confiscating the family and exterminating the whole family!

Who can bear this?

So he quickly comforted him,

"Dad, don't panic. I know that the First Emperor has lived a long time."

"But, there may be some changes in the middle, maybe there will be an accident or something."

"In short, don't worry, the First Emperor will never live long!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang in the room and the sound of heavy objects falling.

When Zhao Lang turned around, he saw his uncle Zhao, who was not in good health, sitting on the ground.

Hurry up and help him up,

"Oh, Uncle Zhao, I fell down last time. You know that your legs are prone to numbness, so don't sit still all the time."

"Come on, please stand for a moment."

"Mr. Qin, please show me Uncle Zhao. His legs and feet are always numb and he always falls to the ground. How can this be possible?"

Zhao Lang said to Mr. Qin at this time.

Zhao Gao suddenly forced out a smile that was uglier than crying and said,

"Thank you Alang."

Mr. Qin glanced at Zhao Gao and said with complicated thoughts,

"It's okay, he's just frightened...he's a little bit cold, just take a rest."

Only then did Zhao Lang nodded,

"As long as it's okay, come on, Mr. Qin, show my dad again."

"Dad, please tell Mr. Qin, what's wrong with you?"

The two people facing each other did not answer.

Qin Lao looked at Zhao Lang with a very complicated expression, then looked at Qin Shihuang aside and said slowly,

"Alang, tell me, if the First Emperor could live a few more years, would the world be at peace?"

Zhao Lang buckled down,

"Mr. Qin, are you still thinking about this?"

"If the First Emperor lives a few more years, he will definitely live a few more years of peace."

"But after all, he won't be able to resist for long, and none of his sons can live up to his expectations. By then, the world will be in chaos."

"It is better to die early than to die later, so we can take action more easily."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shihuang and Mr. Qin looked at Zhao Lang in unison.

At this time, Zhao Gao's body started to shake slightly and he was about to fall.

Fortunately, Zhao Lang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and supported the opponent.

"Uncle Zhao, why are your legs numb even when you are standing?"

"Mr. Qin, is Uncle Zhao really okay?"

Without waiting for Mr. Qin to reply, Zhao Gao grabbed Zhao Lang's hand and said with a hint of pleading in his tone,

"Alang, Uncle Zhao is fine, he's just tired and wants to rest."

"How about we come here today."

"Really, don't say it yet."

Zhao Lang didn't take it seriously and said to his father with a bit of complaint,

"Dad, you too, Uncle Zhao is so tired, why don't you let him rest?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gao held Zhao Lang's hand and secretly exerted some force, his eyes full of pleading.

Zhao Lang understood immediately,
To be continued...