"Aha?"

Zhao Wan was startled, then asked in surprise, "Didn't Prince Zhao He of Qi leave?"

"Did you see it?"

Zhao Xin asked back with a smile.

"when……"

Zhao Wan wanted to say of course, but he choked as soon as he opened his mouth, because he immediately realized that they only saw some people leave, but Zhao He was not among them.

Are those people Zhao He’s entire force?

They had no idea where those people went after leaving Dahuang City, or whether they returned.

On the other side, Zhao Mian and others also realized this and were shocked.

He thought he understood everything, but he didn't think of this aspect of the matter.

"Your Majesty, are you overthinking it?"

Zhao Wan still found it a little unconvincing.

Zhao Xin chuckled, "It's okay. It's better to think more than less."

Then he turned to Nan Luoying, "Your uncle should be here soon. If he doesn't, I'll punish him for being late!"

Nan Luoying bowed and said, "My uncle has already arrived, but he was afraid that revealing his identity too early would cause trouble, so he only contacted me using my Nan family's code.

It was my fault for not reporting this to Your Majesty in time!"

At this time, Nan Luoying was a general, so she referred to herself as "minister" to show her seriousness. Zhao Xin was already accustomed to her style.

Zhao Wan and Zhao Mian standing by felt that it was a little strange. A woman, who was the emperor's fiancée at that, was not called a concubine, but a subject. It was really interesting.

But this thought only passed through their minds.

What concerned them even more was that the "little uncle" they were talking about, Nan Wuyou, was actually in the city again?

Suddenly it occurred to me that Zhao Xin not only had Nan Luoying but also Cao Zishuo by his side, so it didn't seem strange to have another Nan Wuyou.

I just don’t know how many people are in the Nan family?

But Zhao Xin said, "If that's the case, then let them come. There's no need to hide it anymore."

"good."

Upon hearing this, Nan Luoying walked to the window and made a signal, and soon there was a response from a street not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people came out of the street.

Zhao Mian and Zhao Wan looked at them from a distance and felt something was wrong because those people did not look like the Nan family.

However, it was not convenient for the two of them to go to the window to see, so it was a little unclear. When those people came downstairs, they could not see anything even more because of the angle.

Until footsteps were heard on the stairs on the third floor, and soon arrived at the door of the private room.

Then a voice rang out from outside the door, "Your Majesty, I, Nan Wuyou, am here to report!"

"Come in!"

Zhao Xin spoke.

"Yes."

Nan Wuyou outside the door responded with a "yes" and then lifted the curtain to enter.

There were a few people following behind him, three women and two men, all dressed in native costumes.

Zhao Wan and Zhao Mian were surprised.

The people Nan Wuyou brought were actually natives?

Among them there was actually a young girl, two strong women, three women in total.

Zhao Xin and others naturally recognized that these three people were Xiao Lan and the two women following Yun Panpan.

But these five people glared at them at this time.

Before Nan Wuyou could even open his mouth, Xiao Lan demanded in a somewhat strange but very pleasant Qin dialect, "Emperor, you don't keep your word. Didn't you say you would treat us natives well? Why are you Qin people killing us natives?!"

Everyone's expression changed when they heard this. Nan Wuyou, who was about to bow and report again, also changed his expression and said hurriedly, "Miss Xiaolan, please don't be rude."

Zhao Xin waved his hand, indicating that it was not a problem.

Then he laughed and said, "You are mistaken. The people who killed the natives of Hangjiabao were not Qin people."

“You are lying. The people of Hangjiabao clearly said that it was you Qin people who killed all their warriors. Even Old Man Hang lost an arm before he escaped.

And he said that you Qin people don't keep your word!"

Everyone finally realized the problem and frowned, but they could no longer scold the girl.

Zhao Xin shook his head again and said, "I am not mistaken. Those people are indeed not Qin people. You are Qin, I am Qin, and everyone here is also Qin, but those who killed the warriors of Hangjiabao are not Qin people."

When these words were spoken, not only Xiao Lan was stunned, but Zhao Wan and others were also stunned.

Even Nan Wuyou was a little confused.

These natives are Qin people, but Zhao Dang is a descendant of the Zhao family and the bloodline of the Qin Taizu, so he is not a Qin person.

This is too much.

Of course, this was the idea of ​​Zhao Wan and others. Xiao Lan naturally couldn't have such complicated ideas. She was just confused about how she became a Qin person.

Zhao Xin smiled faintly and said, "Do you remember what I said to your Saint Lady earlier?"

Without waiting for Xiao Lan to answer, he said directly: "I have said that from now on, as long as you natives regard yourselves as Qin people, I will treat you natives as Qin people and let you live like Qin people.

So as long as you recognize yourself as a Qin person, you are a Qin person.

As long as you recognize me, you are a Qin person.

On the contrary, those people do not recognize me as the Emperor of Qin, so they are naturally not considered Qin people.

Moreover, they killed our native compatriots, so they are not Qin people, but Qin thieves!"

His words were obviously a substitution of concepts, and Zhao Wan and Zhao Mian could naturally hear it, and the former even couldn't help but curl his lips.

When did Daqin become yours alone?

But at this time he naturally could not refute, nor did he dare to refute.

Xiao Lan was completely confused by him. After a long while, she said confusedly: "What you said seems to make sense, but I don't understand. I want to go back and ask the Saint."

Hearing her say this, Zhao Wan almost laughed out loud, thinking, "You're talking nonsense, if you keep talking nonsense, it's all in vain if you run into someone like this."

Zhao Xin glanced at him, then smiled at Xiao Lan and said, "It's right to ask your Saint, but there's no rush.

Wait a moment, do me a favor and cut off the heads of those Qin thieves and take them back with you."

Xiao Lan almost didn't react to who "Qin Zei" was. After a moment of hesitation, he realized that "Qin Zei" should be the people who killed the warriors of Hangjiabao.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll discuss it with them."

"Can."

Zhao Xin nodded in agreement.

Xiao Lan then turned around and chatted with the two women and the other two strong men in their native dialect.

At first, the two strong men were very angry, but as they spoke, they nodded repeatedly, their anger turned into joy, and they kept giving Zhao Xin thumbs up.

Zhao Xin didn't know how Xiao Lan translated it, but it seemed to be quite effective. He didn't say anything, but just smiled and nodded.

Sure enough, a moment later, Xiao Lan turned back and said, "Yes, Uncle Jinka and Uncle Yinka said that the heads of those Qin thieves should be chopped off. We will help!"

This time it was Zhao Xin's turn to be stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. What a powerful name.

One gold card and one silver card, both are VIPs. Is there also a diamond card?

Zhao Wan couldn't help but stare in amazement... Oh my god, this is okay, these natives are too easy to fool, right?