There was a fire in Xianyang City last night. This is of course a big deal, but it doesn't mean how harmful it is.

You must know that he himself also set fire to Xianyang City.

Mainly because it was winter and it was a cold and windy night. It was not easy to start a fire and burn down two houses.

So Zhao Lang suspected whether someone set the fire deliberately, but the timing was too stupid. He chose summer anyway.

Then I asked the slave to go find out the news.

"Yes, Master, according to the on-site inspection, it was because of grease that it burned."

"Grease? Falling from the sky?"

Zhao Lang touched his chin at this time. What did the combination of these words remind him of?

Could it be that the Royal Academy is experimenting with ink lamps?

It's possible, those kids never remembered to put on a safety rope.

However, considering the size of the ink lamp, the oil-paper lamp that can be carried inside cannot light a house in this situation.

This made Zhao Lang a little confused and asked,

"Have you found any other traces, such as remaining paper?"

He still wanted to confirm his suspicion.

At this time, the slave shook his head and returned,

"Master, when I got there, the place was already surrounded by His Majesty's guards. I got this bit of information through friendship."

Zhao Lang was stunned when he heard this and said,

"Father's Guards?"

It's just a fire. What are dad's people doing?

Zhao Lang thought for a moment and quickly said,

"It just so happens that I haven't seen dad for a few days. I'll go check on him."

Soon Zhao Lang got up and walked towards his father's palace.

At this time, inside the palace of Qin Shihuang.

Qin Shihuang was unusually nervous and asked Zhao Gao,

"How is the matter handled? There are no traces left, right?"

Zhao Gao shook his head and said quickly,

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I have sent people to surround the burned house. No one can enter."

"The remains of the ink lamp have all been burned. No one will find out that it is an ink lamp."

Qin Shihuang nodded, but soon said with a bit of regret,

"This time, the ink lantern was able to carry over fifty kilograms of things while flying. Why did it crash?"

Da Qin's craftsman-supervisor has tried it many times, and has achieved some results. Now he can carry fifty kilograms of things into the sky.

But it is extremely unstable. The paper shell can easily catch fire, and as long as the wind is stronger, the grease-filled torch below can easily ignite the entire ink lamp and then crash.

This time, I failed to control it well. After the entire ink lamp caught fire, it fell into Xianyang City.

Fortunately, because the weather was cold and snowy, even though Mingzi was alight, the people inside had time to escape.

Zhao Gao on the side laughed with him but said nothing.

Qin Shihuang quickly ordered,

"Find a reason to cover up this matter."

Zhao Gao immediately accepted the order, and when he was about to leave, the door of the palace was suddenly opened, and Zhao Lang's voice came over,

"Dad, my son is here to see you."

Qin Shihuang was slightly shocked, and instantly glanced at Zhao Gao next to him, then looked at Zhao Lang and said with a smile,

"Lang'er doesn't have to go to court today, so why are you here?"

But in his heart, he was thinking about finding an opportunity to take back the token given to Lang'er, allowing him to enter and exit the palace at will.

The other party will definitely object to what you are doing now.

Upon hearing the question, Zhao Lang did not hide it and directly explained his purpose.

"Dad, there was a fire in the city last night, and the child felt something strange."

"I said everyone here is yours, so I wanted to come and ask about the situation."

He doesn't need to scheme against his father, and he doesn't think he can scheme against him.

The main reason why I was able to let my father take advantage of me before was because I was thousands of years ahead of my time. In terms of wisdom and strategy, I was not necessarily my father's opponent.

When Qin Shihuang heard the question, his heart suddenly tightened, but on the surface he said very naturally,

"Well, it's true. Dad also thought it was too strange to have a fire in this winter, so he sent someone to check it out."

"I haven't had time to ask about this result yet. Well, your Uncle Zhao is in charge of this matter. You can ask him."

Qin Shi Huang directly asked the question to Zhao Gao. Zhao Lang immediately looked at him,

"Uncle Zhao, what clues could you see at the scene? I said a lot of grease was found. Did you find anything like paper?"

Zhao Gao swallowed a mouthful of saliva at this time, glared at the slave covertly, and then returned,

"His Royal Highness, Lao Lu, has already checked. There is indeed a lot of grease, but no paper was found. It seems that someone did it deliberately, maybe a remnant of the Six Kingdoms..."

Zhao Gao stopped mid-sentence because he felt that the reason he gave was not very good.

Now the survivors of the Six Nations have basically recovered, except...

Zhao Gao's eyes lit up slightly and he continued,

"Perhaps it was the remnants of the Six Kingdoms...the nobles who fled to Goguryeo!"

After much deliberation, he could only find such a person to take the blame.

"Goguryeo nobles?"

Zhao Lang frowned directly. He never thought that this matter would be related to Goguryeo.

You must know that the other party's roots have almost been dug out by him, but he still has the leisure to harm Xianyang.

But it seems to make sense. Maybe he was too cruel and these people were thinking of revenge.

And it is true that these Goguryeo nobles have a tradition of overestimating their abilities.

Otherwise, we would not have dared to attack Liaodong in the first place.

Zhao Lang nodded at this time and said,

"Father, I know. I'm going to write a letter to Xiao Liu and ask him to be more ruthless. He must beat these people out of fear."

These people are willing to accept the tough and not the soft. The harder they are beaten, the more convinced they become.

To put it simply, he is a bitch.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shihuang nodded very simply and said,

"You can arrange these things, Lang'er."

As long as the wanderer doesn't discover his desire to go to heaven, the surrounding small barbarian countries will be unlucky.

Being able to ward off disasters for him can be regarded as the blessings these people have accumulated for several lifetimes.

The two talked for a while, and then Zhao Lang left.

After the other party left, Zhao Gao said with a bit of worry,

"Your Majesty, now that His Highness the Crown Prince has paid attention to this matter, then..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Qin Shihuang said,

"It doesn't matter, just let the craftsman be the supervisor and be more careful."

No one can stop his plan to fly into the sky!

Zhao Gao could only accept the order and leave with a worried look on his face.

At this time, the slave who was carrying Zhao Lang back to the palace was actually full of doubts in his heart.

Just from the look his teacher gave him, he was sure that this matter was definitely related to the teacher and His Majesty, but he didn't intend to ask.

There is a difference between being confused and pretending to be confused.

Being confused is a matter of ability, pretending to be confused is a matter of loyalty.

He could still tell the difference.

All the way back to the palace, Zhao Lang quickly ordered,

"When the weather gets better, send a letter to Xiao Liu and ask him to step up. Don't let those people have time to make small moves."

The slave nodded and was about to leave. At this moment, a Spider member left and came in to report,

"Letter from Mr. Xiang."
Chapter completed!