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Chapter 47
Just when the number completely returned to zero, Su Qi's eyes in his hometown blurred, and the scene in front of him changed drastically in an instant.

At the same time, in the eyes of billions of netizens, the damn black screen number finally slowly disappeared, and a scene appeared in their eyes.

The birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, the trees were overgrown, and a majestic mountain appeared in their eyes.

The mist in the mountains is condensed and wet.

And far away at the foot of the mountain, a convoy is slowly approaching.

Looking at the majestic Mount Tai and the approaching convoy, billions of netizens started discussing excitedly.

"Haha, it's finally started!"

"Is that Qin Shihuang's convoy? Are they going to Mount Tai to enshrine Zen?"

"curious……"

Countless netizens looked forward with anticipation, staring at the convoy and the most gorgeous carriage in the convoy, they were filled with curiosity.

Needless to say, the person sitting in the most gorgeous carriage must be that Qin Shihuang.

Not long after that, they saw the convoy stop at the foot of Mount Tai, as if to take a rest.

The camera zoomed in, and the audience could clearly see the carriages.

Soon, people got on and off the carriages one after another, and some high-ranking officials got out of the carriages moaning, looking a little embarrassed.

This surprised netizens.

Some netizens thought it was normal, and explained casually, "It's normal. We are tired of traveling and traveling. We have such flat concrete roads and cars in modern times. Sitting for a long time will make you feel uncomfortable, let alone them."

Other netizens nodded, thinking he was right.

But they didn't pay much attention to this, but instead focused on the most gorgeous carriage.

Sure enough, not long after, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the appearance of the person who lifted the curtain came into everyone's eyes.

With sharp eyebrows, high nose bridge, and long eyes, his appearance cannot be said to be very handsome, but it is definitely not ugly, and it is very different from the records in the historical records.

As he got off the carriage, his figure was also revealed. He looked unusually burly and tall, with a fierce temperament, like a wolf or a tiger.

The whole is a man wearing a black black suit, who looks very mighty and has an extraordinary bearing.

"Fuck, did Qin Shihuang look like this?"

Netizens exploded, talking a lot, all expressing surprise.

Compared with the ugly appearance recorded in the historical records, the real appearance is not good, it looks very domineering.

After the shock, a group of speeches licking the screen appeared.

"Ah, I'm done, I want to give birth to a monkey for him!"

"Go away, he is my husband!"

"Those chickens upstairs, my coop is ready, come in and get you!"

"Brother Zheng, come to bed quickly, don't take pity on me!"

"Fuck off, those above are killed, stay away from my brother Zheng!"

The emergence of fanatical and debauched remarks fully demonstrated the high popularity of Qin Huang Yingzheng.

Professor Chen of the prehistoric relics, or other highly educated elders, looked at the comments helplessly and speechlessly.

Even they were still in it and saw the remarks of foreigners.

"God, he's mine now. This emperor fits my fantasy of an Eastern emperor."

"Crooked nuts, get out! Still want to grab Brother Zheng? Go aside, we have to digest it internally!"

"It's just..."

Netizens calmed down a little after the quarrel, and saw that Qin Shihuang began to call the ministers of civil and military affairs in the screen, as if to discuss something.

After listening carefully, they realized that they wanted to discuss the specific matters of Feng Chan.

Of course, they also saw it later, and the civil and military ministers peeped at each other.

Since the ceremony of Fengchan has not been held for a long time, they don't know much about the specific rules and regulations of Fengchan.

"Prime Minister Li?"

An old man with gray hair whispered to Prime Minister Li Si in front.

Hearing this, Li Si shook his head slightly, expressing that he was not clear.

In the end, netizens saw that after Brother Zheng didn't get any useful opinions, he could only send officials to solemnly invite the Confucian scholars from Qilu to ask for their opinions.

Soon, a group of well-dressed Confucian scholars with beards appeared on the screen.

They had different expressions, followed the leading officials, and walked towards the destination at a leisurely pace.

"Hey, is it my illusion? Why do I feel that the expressions on the faces of this group of people are somewhat disdainful?"

Some netizens looked at the expressions of those Confucian scholars with doubts on their faces.

Soon a well-informed person replied, "Everyone should have read it correctly, but I have thought of the reason."

"The state of Qin is located in the northwest of Guanzhong, far away from the Central Plains, and far from the Qilu area where there are many doctors. Therefore, in terms of culture, Qin has always been relatively weak, and naturally it will be despised by all countries. Confucian scholars are no exception."

"Perhaps it has something to do with the Qin Dynasty advocating Legalism and suppressing Confucianism?"

"It is estimated that they still look down on the unification of the Qin Dynasty by force. Even in their view, those who can enshrine Zen in Mount Tai must make worldwide contributions. How can a tyrannical government be enshrined in Zen?"

Following this netizen's comment, there was a lot of complaints in an instant.

"Damn it, dogs see people as inferior!"

"Add one plus one, a group of pedantic Confucian scholars, what is there to be proud of?"

Netizens said disdainfully.

Soon, more than 70 people in this group were brought before Qin Shihuang.

Facing the majestic Ying Zheng, they couldn't help restraining their arrogant posture.

"What do you think about the Fengchan matter?" Qin Shihuang asked in a loud and majestic voice.

Confucian scholars in Qilu's eyes flickered when Qin Huang Yingzheng questioned them, and then they talked a lot, each with their own opinions.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. After discussing for a long time, none of these people came up with a unified answer.

Even in the end, some people suggested that in order to protect the vegetation of Mount Tai, it is necessary to use a cart to go up the mountain. In the place where Fengchan is held, it is necessary to spread dry grass and sweep the ground for sacrifices. The process of sweeping the floor under the altar and offering sacrifices is as simple as possible.

Not only Li Si frowned, but other officials also frowned.

This does not meet their requirements for holding a grand sacrifice.

"Are they making things difficult for His Majesty?" Li Si frowned and thought.

Faced with the opinions put forward by these dozens of Qilu Confucian scholars, Ying Zheng was expressionless, and there was no emotion on the surface, but his black eyes became deeper and deeper.

Of course he knew that this group of people felt that they were not qualified to enshrine Zen, so they brought up these boring things.

Qin Shihuang casually made an excuse, "It's really difficult to implement."

So, with a wave of his hand, he signaled them to back down and asked them not to continue participating in this matter.

Dozens of Confucian scholars who were expelled all showed disdain when they could not see anyone around them.

After the crowd parted, some good friends gathered together and expressed their opinions one after another.

"Hey, even this immoral king and tyrant wants to enshrine Zen and get the approval of heaven, what a dream!"

A middle-aged Confucian scholar named Wang Zong disdainfully said.

"That's right, how could the heavens approve of that tyrant!" The person next to him echoed in a low voice.

Netizens exploded instantly after listening to these people's quiet discussions.

(End of this chapter)