Through Time Chapter 225

The Prince is back!

The servants passed from one to the other.

The whole village soon woke up!

The original people on the estate naturally wanted to say hello to Zhao Lang.

The new servants, too, wanted to see what the gongzi, who was often talked about, looked like.

So all the people came out of the house, instantly filling the doorway to overflowing.

A chorus of greetings was even more incessant.

Zhao Lang cried and laughed as he peeled Xiao Qi off his body.

This girl seemed to have a better body!

It was also more pestering.

Although he didn’t mind being pestered, after all, it wasn’t good to be in front of so many people.

Then he coaxed Little Nine, who hadn’t had time to jump up to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Bo rushed out in a blaze of glory, leading several people with Hef.

“Gongzi! You’re back!”

With tears in his eyes, Uncle Fu reached Zhao Lang’s side.

Looking at Uncle Fu’s excited look, Zhao Lang’s heart was also extremely moved.

If there was anyone in this world who was the most sincere to him, then definitely Uncle Fu was number one!

He had taken care of Zhao Lang for over ten years without a single complaint!

Such a servant would have been unthinkable in his previous life.

Even his own cheap old dad would have to give way in front of Uncle Fu, I’m afraid; after all, his cheap old dad, usually only came back once in several months.

Of course, Zhao Lang could understand the responsibility of his old man to look after the family business, and Fu Bo was also arranged by the other side.

However, in Zhao Long’s mind, no one, not even Uncle Fu, was as reliable as him!

Thinking of this, Zhao Long took the initiative to shake Uncle Fu’s hand and smiled, saying

“Uncle Fu, don’t get excited, I’m back, aren’t I?”

He didn’t want Uncle Fu to get excited and have any flashbacks.

Uncle Fu also suppressed his excitement and returned, and

“Yes, yes, yes, it’s good that the Duke has returned.”

Then turning his head, he addressed the people huddled in the doorway and said

“All disperse! What are you doing huddled at the door? Don’t let the Duke in yet!”

Uncle Fu scolded several times, and only then did everyone move out of the way.

Zhao Lang saw many familiar faces in the crowd, yet he also noticed that there were quite a few people missing.

There was no need to rush, it was getting late now, so it would not be too late to talk about it tomorrow.

Speaking to Uncle Fu.

“Uncle Fu, in the carriage at the back, are my guests, you help me to arrange them.”

Uncle Fu nodded at once.

Hei would have the people from the cobwebs on the estate watch each other and not worry too much.

“My lord, you’ve suffered outside, you’ve lost weight.”

“This time when you come back, you should recuperate well at home.”

Uncle Fu chattered on as he walked.

Zhao Lang listened with a smile on his face.

Every now and then, he even responded twice.

He certainly knew that he had not only not lost weight, but had also grown stronger.

But in Fubuki’s eyes, he must still be the same silly boy who needed his care.

Listening to these words, in Zhao Lang’s heart, those killing coldness that had been tainted outside had invariably dissolved a lot.

Only when Uncle Fu had finished, did Zhao Lang smile and ask

“Uncle Fu, how come I haven’t seen the two teachers.”

He had come back from a long trip and still had to go and see the two teachers.

Uncle fo*k returned and

“Neither of the two gentlemen is at the manor right now, I heard that there was something big going on in Xianyang recently.”

“Even the craftsmen who have been repairing the manor for us have gone to the city.”

Zhao Lang nodded at once, and he also remembered that when he was in Liaodong, Fan Xiliang, a disciple of the Mozi family, had also given him something like an entrance ticket.

When the time came, he would go and see if he could hook up with the Mo family in some way.

The main thing was that the Mo family and he were too complementary.

Just think, the farming family manages the food and builds a good foundation.

The Mohists work on technology and improve their strength.

Cheap old dad gives money.

Plus, he himself now has the military power in hand.

The foundation for a rebellion is now very strong!

“By the way, Uncle Fu, did they come back from going to die?”

Zhao Lang then asked.

“Go to hell those boys haven’t come back.”

Uncle Fu shook his head.

“Then did one named Qin Lao come to the manor?”

To hell with them not arriving, Zhao Lang could still understand.

The boy was on the grassland outside Liaodong with his men.

It would probably take quite a while for any letter to reach him.

And these men must be coming back together.

But Qin Lao, he had sent a letter long ago, ah, cheap old dad’s health, he was still very concerned about it.

It’s been months, how is it that he’s coming to the farm.

“Elder Qin?”

Uncle Fu thought carefully for a while and suddenly came to his senses that

“Well, someone did come to deliver a message earlier, saying that the owner of the manor should go to the Apricot Hall in Xianyang to find him when he returns.”

The Apricot Hall was the largest medical school in Xianyang.

Zhao Lang instantly understood that it must be because Qin Lao couldn’t stay idle and went to the medical hall again to treat the sick and save people.

This was really the kindness of a healer.

In that case, it seemed that he really had to go to Xianyang.

After all, I can’t afford to delay the illness of my cheap father.

Soon, arriving at the door of his courtyard, Uncle Fu instructed Zhao Lang that

“Gongzi, after running around for so many days, rest well first.”

“There are things to talk about tomorrow.”

And again to Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu, who were on the side.

“Take good care of the Duke!”

The two had long thought of Zhao Lang, and now that he was theirs, they of course answered in unison.

Only when Uncle Fu left, Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu shouted out cheerfully.

Then they prepared to wash Zhao Lang.

Soon, Zhao Lang lay comfortably in the wooden basin of hot water.

“Comfortable.”

Zhao Lang exclaimed.

After going out, he was basically running around.

Even when he was on the farm in Liaodong, he had never been so relaxed, and Xiaoyu was still an outsider after all.

Not as attentive as Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu.

“Gongzi, why do you have scars here!”

Xiao Qi, who was helping Zhao Lang rub his back, suddenly exclaimed.

Zhao Lang looked at it and saw that it was a wound he had received during his time in Liaodong.

He had fought it off though with Elder Qin’s care, and his special soldier physique.

But it still inevitably left scars.

“Well, it’s okay, a man, how can you live without a scar.”

Zhao Lang returned with a smile.

Xiao Jiu was heartbroken at this time and said

“My lord, if you go out again after that, take us with you, we’re awesome now!”

“We can definitely protect you!”

Xiao Qi nodded seriously, too.

“We’ve practiced all the techniques that Miss White gave us.”

Of course Zhao Lang knew that Ji Wushuang had only taught the two of them some basic positions for opening their bodies.

But this piece of mind he still had to appreciate, so he smiled and said

“How good is it?”

At once Seven grunted and said.

“You don’t underestimate me, my lord!”

“Let me show you.”

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Lang’s consent, he demonstrated it in the room.

All Zhao Lang saw was that Xiao Qi directly did a high-kick split and leaned his entire body against the wall.

Then followed by a backward facing flip!

The whole thing was soft beyond words!

Soon, Seven was rehearsing one side, panting with a bit of pride, and said that

“My lord, Little Seven is great, isn’t she!”

Zhao Lang had long been watching in awe by this time, and his eyes were even fluctuating up and down with Xiao Qi.

“Li… Awesome! Awesome!”

“Hiss, you seem to have grown up, Little Seven! Quickly let the gongzi check the body!”

A few people frolicked for a while, and Zhao Lang finally relaxed completely, but of course, he still held back his mouth

He just chatted with the two of them in a casual manner.

“Xiao Qi, what time do you think it is?”

Seven returned, innocently

“It’s night already.”

“Well, today is no ordinary night.”

“What night is it then?”

Jo Long said with a deliberate touch of greasiness at this point, and

“It’s the night that I miss you, Gongzi.”

“Oops! Gongzi is so bad!”

“Gongzi is eccentric! And Little Nine!”

“Fine, fine, Little Nine do you know what kind of meal the Duke had today?”

“What kind of meal did His Excellency have?”

“Trying to get you to behave.”

“Oops! Gongzi~~”

Amidst the laughter, the night grew thicker and thicker.