I played the world alone

Chapter 543: Burning books and trapping scholars, are you going to be buried alive?

This bronze sword should have been originally owned by a general, and was passed down from generation to generation along with his surname, until it was later buried with the tomb.

However, the specifics cannot be investigated anymore. The approximate time can only be roughly guessed through the current high-tech means.

Professor Chen sent over the specific test report, and the final time of this flashback can basically be determined.

Qin Dynasty!

The approximate time is around 2200 years ago.

Lu Chen first temporarily supplemented various historical knowledge at that time from various movies, TV shows and books, and at the same time planned what he would do at that time.

Eventually, the countdown to the flashback begins.

[The destination of this flashback: 2212 years ago]

[Duration: 168 hours]

Some people even threw rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs on their heads, as if they were treating a group of criminals who had committed some unforgivable crime.

Of course, there is also a more critical issue. The language of this period is different from modern Mandarin, and adapting to it cannot be solved in such a short time.

After a while, they were all imprisoned in prison.

The most serious trigger was that Hou Sheng and Lu Sheng, who had won the trust of Qin Shihuang before, were looking for the elixir for him. Because they could not find it for a long time and were afraid of being punished, they chose to abscond with their money. They also criticized Qin Shihuang's excessive expropriation, ignorance and greed for power. wait.

Tables and chairs overturned, beatings, yelling, and cries for mercy...

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There are also individual Confucian scholars or ordinary people, but the proportion is not large in comparison.

Even Lu Chen, a child who is no more than ten years old, is no exception.

There are a lot of cells in this dungeon, but they are already packed to the brim at this moment. There are probably hundreds of people at least. They are all dressed similarly, and they all look like Taoist priests or alchemists.

Afterwards, everyone was tied up with ropes, one by one, and walked out of the gate under the impatient urging of the soldiers. They were dejected and wailing, and paraded through the streets facing the strange eyes of many people along the street.

He did not take action immediately and decided to observe the current situation carefully before making any further considerations.

For him now, the flashback process can only cause him a short-term dizziness, and he can adapt very quickly.

Hesitantly, he slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a chaotic scene, and his ears were filled with wailing and pleas for mercy.

"Taoist?..."

"I am the unlucky guy who was implicated..."

[Warning: This flashback will be through possession, and all extraordinary powers based on the physical body will be unusable]

And now, he was not spared. He was grabbed hard by a soldier, tied with a rope around his body, and tied together with another white-haired old man. He was probably going to be dragged away together.

【I wish you a pleasant journey】

What a coincidence that we just happened to catch up?
Of course, the so-called trapping Confucians is not just a literal meaning. This Confucian master does not refer to those Confucian scholars. On the contrary, it is more the alchemists who deceived Qin Shihuang with these nonsense.

Lu Chen took a closer look and found that his body was just that of a child wearing a loose and ill-fitting Taoist robe. The upper right corner of his forehead was severely red and swollen. He might have died after being roughly kicked down and bumping into something.

[Please try your best to leave behind actions that can influence future generations]

Has your home been ransacked?

A group of soldiers armed with long swords were rudely overturning and smashing everything in the small house in front of them, pushing several elders in robes to the ground, and even trampling and kicking them with contempt. .

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Although the predecessor was young, he did not receive preferential treatment during this great purge. Instead, he was unlucky enough to be the first to die during the arrest.

"Burn books and entrap scholars?"

Thinking of this, Lu Chen couldn't help but feel speechless.

[Please note: History has the ability to automatically repair itself. Even major changes may slowly return to the original world line in the torrent of history. Please do not rush into success]

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Even if he just blinked, everything in front of him had changed.

"What a coincidence that we ran into bandits robbing us again?"

But the first thing that was perceived was the chaotic sound of smashing.

The current situation also made him a little unsure.

"Tie up these people! Wait for disposal!"

After all, it was different from before. Judging from the scanning of the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, it seemed that he had directly entered the center of political power, the capital Xianyang.

This completely angered the First Emperor and ordered all the relevant alchemists to be arrested and buried alive, which was the so-called entrapment of Confucianism.

Lu Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to take action subconsciously, but when his spiritual consciousness spread out, he realized that something seemed not right.

A soldier wearing heavy armor walked in from the door, looked around, his face was stern, and he issued orders mercilessly, and his men moved faster.

……

Looking at the particularly obvious scene in front of him, and thinking of some historical materials he had read before, Lu Chen suddenly thought of a possibility——

Fortunately, he used his spiritual consciousness to deflect it quietly, and everything was in vain.

Looking at the alchemists around them who all looked sad, as if they were mourning for their heirs, they had probably already anticipated what would happen to them. They might have regretted it now, why they came here to join in the fun in order to seek wealth.

In contrast, Lu Chen didn't panic.

Others are all fake, and they don't know how to make elixirs at all. There is no so-called fairyland overseas, only mirages, but he is a serious god, so he doesn't panic at all!
And he was not in a hurry to prove himself. Instead, he crossed his legs and began to absorb the spiritual energy of the world around him, trying to enter the Qi training period as soon as possible.

"The spiritual roots of this body are worse than the previous ones, but with me as a boss controlling it, I think we can achieve some results before evening."

He tried to estimate it, and he already knew it.

Naturally, his actions were noticed by other people who were imprisoned together, but no one paid attention. They just thought that he was frightened by the terrible situation and was still doing these useless cultivation skills.

But thinking that there is such a poor little guy who is also involved and will suffer the same disaster as them, I can't help but feel regretful again.

The practice time passed quickly, and it was already dusk in the blink of an eye.

Lu Chen, who was practicing silently in the corner of the cell, swayed slightly. When he opened his eyes again, there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"I've reached the second level of Qi training..." Once you have the spiritual energy, whatever you want to do next will be much easier, and you don't have to rely solely on your spiritual consciousness.

By the way, he also used this time to relearn the local pronunciation, language, etc.

However, on the premise of ensuring that he could understand others and that others could understand what he said, he also deliberately retained a bit of modern pronunciation style to ensure that local people would sound strange and jerky.

After all, he will be playing the role of a god later. If he does everything as the Romans do and can't see the slightest difference, wouldn't it look fake?

You still have to retain a little bit of your own flavor so that you can distinguish them easily.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should fly out directly to make his debut or how to make Qin Shihuang notice him, a group of jailers walked into the dungeon.

Looking at those food boxes and the tangy aroma, everyone who had been hungry for almost a day not only did not look happy, but turned pale and shivered with fear.

They all know that this is not a welfare but a life-long meal!
The leading jailer knocked on the wall as he walked, attracting everyone's attention.

"Get up and eat quickly! You won't have a chance to eat tomorrow. Eat well for the last meal and be a responsible person in the next life. Don't do such things that harm others and yourself."

However, several alchemists shook their heads in fear and refused the rice bowls handed to them.

"I don't want it! I don't want it! I was wronged! Why do you want to kill me!"

"I want to see Your Majesty! I can also go out to find the fairy mountain and help Your Majesty get the elixir of immortality!"

"I don't want to die...let me out..."

A few people's shouting or refusal had no effect. Instead, they aroused the guards' irritation, and some even threw food directly into their faces.

"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink it as a penalty! Do you really think you're a person for trying to look good on you?"

"To tell you the truth, you will be buried alive tomorrow! If you don't eat the last meal, you will go down hungry tomorrow!"

The prisoners suddenly felt sad, covering their faces and crying.

The impatient jailer was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard another somewhat abrupt voice coming from among the cries.

"Where is Ying Zheng now?"

"Um?!"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area fell silent instantly.

Many alchemists turned their gazes towards the direction of the sound in panic, wanting to see who was so bold as to call the emperor by his name here.

Just talk in private, many people will curse a few words in secret, but this is the emperor's territory!

If nothing else, look at the changed expressions of all the jailers, and you will know how serious the consequences will be.

"How brave! Who is so rebellious and dares to call His Majesty by his first name!"

"I'm afraid I can't wait to be buried alive tomorrow, and I want to die now, right?"

All the jailers were also excited and wanted to take credit for catching this guy who knowingly committed the crime.

Now is the time when the burning of books and the entrapment of scholars are the most severe. Anyone found to have problems will at least be punished by tattooing, that is, having their face carved with ink, and then they will be sent to the border for labor service or to build the Great Wall. They will be punished for the rest of their lives. Can't hold my head up.

If the case is serious, the death penalty is very likely.

They all wanted to compete for this credit, but they couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the speaker.

It was a child who was no more than ten years old. He was wearing a somewhat inappropriate robe and had a serious expression on his face, like a little adult.

"It's a little baby..." The jailer was a little disappointed.

That's all for adults, children can still fool them with childish words.

But it doesn't make any difference since he's going to be buried alive anyway.

"Bring the kid out first and give him a good beating to let him know not to talk nonsense. Otherwise, if word gets out and we don't even respond to this kind of thing, I'm afraid we will be the unlucky ones."

The boss, the warden, frowned and ordered his men to take action.

Even children will never show mercy if they stay here for a long time.

However, what I didn't expect was that as soon as the jailers approached the children, a strong wind suddenly blew and instantly knocked those sturdy men, who weighed nearly two hundred kilograms, to the ground!
The people around him were also screaming in shock, covering their eyes and rolling on the ground.

For a moment, the entire dungeon was filled with wind and sand, and weeds were flying everywhere. Everyone lay on the ground in fear, almost thinking that a tornado from the northwest desert was blowing here!

But this wind comes and goes quickly.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace again. The jailers lay down carefully for a while before they got up from the ground after rubbing the painful places. They spat out the sand in their mouths, feeling inexplicable and aggrieved.

Before they could figure out what was going on, an exclamation came from somewhere, and when they turned around, they saw the kid who was talking arrogantly floating in mid-air, looking down at them!

"Fly...fly?!"

Their faces were filled with shock.

"This... what kind of magic are you using! Come on, beat him down!"

As soon as the order came out, several jailers were frightened, but they could only rush forward bravely.

But before they could take a few steps, they felt an astonishing weight appear out of thin air and fall on their shoulders.

"Clap!"

Several crisp sounds rang out in succession. Without exception, these people all knelt down in front of the boy. They struggled so hard that their faces were red and veins were exposed, but they couldn't lift their feet at all!
Seeing such an evil scene, the jailer behind him was even more shocked. He held the weapon in his hand but hesitated to step forward. He even took two steps back and quietly hid behind the jailer next to him.

Suddenly, the boy who used his hands to suppress everyone glanced at them and finally spoke with an indifferent expression.

"I am an immortal in the sky. Now that I have heard that Emperor Yingzheng has made great achievements in unifying the six kingdoms, and that he has a wish to seek immortality and immortality, I will use this mortal body to come down to earth to give him the method of immortality!"

"You ordinary people, why don't you retreat quickly? If you delay the secret, can you bear the responsibility?"

This big hat was thrown over, almost knocking them unconscious, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground in shock.

"Gods come down to earth?!"

"real or fake?"

Several prisoner alchemists who were closer were already kneeling down in surprise and joy, kowtowing to him.

They could see clearly from a close distance and were convinced that there was absolutely no support under the boy's butt, not to mention that there was no such condition here to give him a basis for performing, so he really relied on magic to fly!
Then this is a real god!
In the past, we spent so much manpower, material and financial resources just to go out to sea to find three fairy mountains and see the gods but couldn't. Now that the gods are right in front of us, we can't pay our respects!
If a little bit leaks from between the nails, it will be of great use to them!

(End of this chapter)