Encounter Qin Shihuang on a deserted island

Chapter 9

"What a sin!"

"Think of me as a dignified general of the Qin army, who once led countless warriors to fight on the battlefield, conquered countless invading enemies and laid down a large area of ​​land!"

"Think of how beautiful I was when I was knighted and crowned,"

Wang Ben was washing the simple bowls and chopsticks made by Chang Yu, and kept chanting in a low voice.

"How embarrassing it is to be living on a deserted island right now!"

Chang Yu was sitting not far away, holding his knees. He was watching Wang Ben wash the dishes so that he would not drop them.

Hearing him complaining and crying, Chang Yu couldn't help but shook his head and sighed softly: "Although people are a little crazy, they are still rational, at least he is a person who can wash dishes obediently, it's kind of pitiful to look at. I can't bear it anymore."

For some reason, looking at Wang Ben's back, I thought of my old father at home, as if I hadn't seen him for some years.

Originally, I was going home by plane after graduation, but who knew that the plane made an emergency landing in the sea and disappeared, and I was trapped on a deserted island and survived alone for several years until now.

Originally, one could be lonely, but now that Emperor Shihuang and the others came, after a few minutes of excitement, they felt even lonelier.

It was already night, the weather was clear, a round of bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and the faint moonlight was falling down.

I don't know whether it's out of emotion or homesickness, Chang Yu raised his hand to catch the bright moon in the sky.

"Looking up at the bright moon,"

He lowered his raised hand, clenched it into a fist and put it on his chest, sighing helplessly.

"Low your head and think about your hometown."

Three years.

homesick.

I miss my parents.

I don't know, how are they doing now?
What's more, they knew how anxious they would be when they knew they were missing.
"Life is like this, don't be more and less."

"Life is like duckweed, there is a time to gather and part."

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its cloudy and sunny days."

Emotions came up, and Chang Yu was expressing his feelings, and almost recited all the poems he knew in his life, which echoed the current situation.

Shi Huangdi, who was standing not far away, stared at Chang Yu, who was homesick, with a little surprise in his eyes.

"What is he talking about?"

"Return to Your Majesty, does that seem to be poetry?" Li Si couldn't help being shocked beside him.

The first emperor's culture was not too high, and Li Si was the first emperor's teacher and friend.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, a hundred schools of thought contended, and countless scholars emerged in endlessly.

"Book of Songs", "Li Sao", "Nine Debates" and so on.
In Li Si's cognition, it is in the form of poetry at this moment, which should be four-sentence style, five-sentence style, six-sentence style, etc.

Although there is no limit to the number of words, it generally rhymes and is not abrupt.

Compared with what Chang Yu muttered, it seemed a bit complicated and lengthy, not so simple and clear.

When Chang Yu's murmured poems fell into his ears, Li Sinai was shocked from morning to night, deeply admired him, and even couldn't help but want to go forward and chant a few words to each other.

Although the poems are short each time, they just set off the current scene, the loneliness of the people on the desert island and the emotion of missing their hometown.

"Okay! Very good! Your Majesty, this son is definitely not an ordinary person, he must be from a certain great scholar!"

The First Emperor was greatly shocked when he heard Li Si's praise.

You must know that Li Si is a major civil servant under his command, and even his teacher.

Even he is full of praise for Chang Yu, which must be a certain literary attainment.

Adding these poems, he has been on the throne for so long now, but he has never heard such simple and clear poems that express a strong feeling of nostalgia.

"Young man, are you homesick?"

Chang Yu, whose thoughts were interrupted, stared at him angrily.

Isn't this nonsense?

Trapped on a desert island for three full years!

This is a place where birds don't shit!

There are no ships, no fishing boats, no planes, and there is not even a plastic bottle in the vast sea all year round!

I also put my hope on the entire desert island to explore, but the huge desert island has no track of human activities at all!
The illusion of waiting to be rescued was shattered, so of course he would not just give up and wait for death.

I tried to cut down trees to build a boat, but just after going out to sea, I was forced back by either big waves or heavy storms.

I have tried countless times, but all of them ended in failure. I mocked myself and gave myself a nickname: Chang Bi Shen.

If you always build a ship, it will sink.

Summarizing countless failure experiences, Chang Yu is not as unprepared and reckless as he was at the beginning.

He began to observe the movements of ocean currents and changes in weather and tides, waiting for the best time to go to sea.

Unexpectedly, the movement of ocean currents is out of order, and it is impossible to grasp the chaotic changes almost every minute!
Fine!

Immediate response, resignation to fate, lucky to catch up with the ocean current, maybe leave the sea near the deserted island?
I didn't care about the changes in the ocean currents, and it turned out that even more speechless came.

The sky is clear and clear, it doesn't look like it's going to rain, but when you leave the deserted island and step into the sea, you can change your face in an instant!
After going back and forth, Chang Yu gave up. It seems that the sky is destined not to let him leave the desert island!
Of course, if I didn’t give up on self-help, I really don’t believe it. There will be no stable day in the turbulent and changing ocean currents.

This waited for three years.

Fortunately, there will be no snow in the tropical seas near the equator, otherwise the first winter will probably be frozen into popsicles.

Until Emperor Shihuang they were washed up by the sea.

The turbulent ocean current in the sea seems to be gradually becoming stable, and it no longer changes direction casually!

Chang Yu was very surprised!
Is it time to escape from the deserted island? !

Now with their three free laborers, they may be able to build a larger and more stable ship, leaving the desert island and returning to the modern society is just around the corner!
"If you can go out, I promise you that I will do my best to help you find your family."

The first emperor looked at Chang Yu's expression, alternately sad and joyful, thinking that he had been stimulated.

For the words he said to Chang Yu, Emperor Shihuang was extremely sure.

Li Si next to him also wrote a postscript, knowing very well what the Emperor Shi Huang was like.

He seldom promises anything, since he will definitely follow through.

"I can leave the deserted island, so I still need your help?"

Chang Yu curled his lips and dismissed it.

Things that can be solved with one phone call won't be so complicated.

The face of Emperor Shi Huang who was rejected immediately turned black.

He seldom promises anything, but every time he promises, people will be ecstatic and kowtow.

However, Chang Yu in front of him didn't take it seriously at all, on the contrary, his eyes were very disgusting.

Li Si wanted to say something, but was stopped by Emperor Shihuang: "This son cannot be understood with common sense."

"Even if he said no, it doesn't mean we don't have to do it."

It can be regarded as repayment, the food Chang Yu gave these days.

"But Your Majesty, he has repeatedly disrespected you, you really are..." Li Si was a little worried.

Although the first emperor didn't say anything, Li Si knew exactly how deep the palace of the king who ruled the six kingdoms was.

Li Si admired Chang Yu's knowledge very much. It would be a pity if he was beheaded before he had a chance to ask for advice and discuss.

(End of this chapter)