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Lishan Palace.In the empty palace with black and black tones, the emperor in black clothes and crown is sitting in front of the desk, and there is a delicate box of varnished sunken wood in front of him.The hall was empty, the wind blowing from the north of the mountain hit the windows on all sides of the palace, the sound was like blue banana leaves shaking off the rain, clattering - another clattering, there was a little vitality in the coldness.

Ying Zheng propped his chin and quietly looked at the wooden box in front of him, listening to the wind outside the hall. After a long time, he reached out to lift the lid of the box, picked up the vermilion elixir in the center of the red brocade, and slowly put it in his mouth. Chewing lightly, the bitter and astringent taste spread in his mouth in an instant, but the emperor randomly took out a book from the front of the case and read it as if he didn't realize it.

After watching for less than a quarter of an hour, a drop of bright red blood slammed onto the bamboo slips.Ying Zheng paused, reached out to touch the drop of liquid, and rubbed a little on his fingertips.

Scarlet, viscous, harsh.

After a long while, Ying Zheng wiped his nose with his hand, then looked down, his hand was scarlet.

The emperor paused for a while looking at the blood on his hand, and with a click, he gently put down the letter in his hand.Just after taking the medicine, my body felt tired for a while, but the image in my mind was as clear as a mirror. The past scenes flashed one by one, Handan in the morning of drizzle, Xianyang with red flowers and green willows, the high-spirited general, The scholar's romantic minister...

For a moment, he seemed to return to the Xianyang Palace from the Lishan Palace. The hall was full of well-dressed and snow-clad courtiers, all of whom rolled up their sleeves and prayed loudly for the Great Qin Dynasty and the world of Sheji.Ying Zheng stared at the faces of these people, Great Qin Taiwei Liao, Changping Lord Xiong Qi, Great General Meng Wu, Great Qin Prime Minister Lu Buwei...

Ying Zheng stared at the faces of these people for a moment. In the distance, there seemed to be the sound of national etiquette and music, and the sound of horseshoes played across the mountains and rivers.

All of a sudden, the drum was beaten hard on the last note of the battle song, and the sound of the drum resounded all over the world.Everyone in the hall stood up, smiled and called out to the man sitting alone in the middle of the hall, "Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and covered his mouth with his sleeve, and swung the bamboo slip with too much movement, and there was a crash when it fell to the ground.There was a turbid rusty smell in his throat, and he suddenly coughed violently.

The waiter who served under the steps looked up, his pupils dilated for a moment, "Your Majesty!"

……

In the inner court, a person hurried into the room, "My lord."

Yu Zishi raised his head and glanced at the person coming, and signaled the standing waiters to step back, "What's wrong?"

"The news came from the Lishan Palace that His Majesty is slightly ill." The palace official looked up at Yu Zishi, "Xia Wuqie of the Inner Palace rushed over with all the imperial physicians."

"All?" Yu Zishi frowned severely.

"And all the imperial physicians in the Lishan Palace."

Yu Zishi put down the bamboo slip in his hand with a snap, "Go over and have a look." He suddenly pointed to the people in the hall, "Also, you go to Xianyang City's Song Jifang and drag Zongzheng out for me."

A large group of courtiers waited for the news outside the Lishan Palace almost overnight, and finally got the news that His Majesty has been very angry these two days and there is no serious problem.After waiting all night to hear the news, all the ministers stood outside the palace and breathed a sigh of relief, but under the light, a group of people may have different thoughts.Yu Zishi looked for Li Si in the crowd, but when he turned around, he saw Master Tingwei looking at him quietly, met his gaze and even smiled slightly.

Yu Zishi paused in his heart, there was no strange expression on his face, and he looked away after a while.

On the way back home, Yu Zishi and Zheng Bin, who was still a bit distracted, walked together.

"It's not quite right." Yu Zishi suddenly glanced at Zheng Bin, "According to the emperor's temperament, even if he is sick, he wouldn't call all the imperial doctors to the Lishan Palace, unless—" Yu Zishi looked Xiang Zhengbin, "This is not an order from him."

"What do you mean?" Zheng Bin looked at Yu Zishi.

"I think the emperor's illness may be more serious than many people think." Yu Zishi thought for a while, "When was the last time you saw him? How did he look then?"

"Coincidentally, I happened to have something to ask you three days ago, and I met His Majesty." Zheng Bin glanced at Yu Zishi's appearance, "Contrary to what you think, the emperor's complexion is good, and you can even say that it is quite good."

"Really?" Yu Zishi frowned and looked at Zheng Bin, "What does he look like?"

"The spirit is full of energy, the eyes are moist and clear, and the speech is clear and there is no abnormality." Zheng Bin recalled for a while, and affirmed: "I think the emperor's complexion is better than you and me, and he doesn't look like someone who is sick at all. , not to mention the terminal illness you said."

His complexion was abnormally good, he was full of energy, and he spoke and acted normally.

Yu Zishi fell into a brief moment of contemplation, and suddenly he raised his head and asked as if he suddenly thought of something: "Zheng Bin, is the emperor still taking medicine recently?"

"What do you mean, when will the emperor not take the elixir?" Zheng Bin smiled, "The emperor did stop taking the elixir for some time when the alchemist incident came out, and then gradually started taking it again. I heard that those After eating the elixir, the whole body feels comfortable, but after taking it off, the body will feel dirty, this is probably the reason why the emperor took the elixir again? That thing is really addictive."

"I can't stop it——" Yu Zishi said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's not just about wanting to stop it?" Those things are addictive. From the beginning, a small dose can make people feel comfortable, but in the end, a large amount of intake is necessary to make people feel comfortable. , the addictiveness of those elixir gradually increases with the accumulation of time.

And the main material of those so-called elixir is heavy metal ore, the degree of damage to the body in such a large dose is simply unimaginable.

Yu Zishi looked at Zheng Bin, "Is there any way to get the elixir that Shihuang is taking?"

"That thing is strictly controlled, what do you want it to do?" Zheng Bin looked at Yu Zishi in surprise.

"Find a way to get me a box." Yu Zishi patted Zheng Bin on the shoulder.

"It's not that I won't help you. Zhao Gao, you don't know. These elixirs are all refined for the emperor to take. Every successful refining takes a lot of effort. Even defective elixirs are destroyed immediately. These are all records. It is impossible for ordinary people to steal one of the things that are on the register." Zheng Bin paused suddenly when he said this, "You might as well ask Meng Yi for this matter, didn't he stay in the pill workshop for a while before? Is it? If you let him do it, he might be able to get one or two out."

Hearing Zheng Bin mention Meng Yi, Yu Zishi's eyes sank slightly.After a while, he said, "Forget it, I'll think of a way."

Zheng Bin looked at Yu Zishi suspiciously. He remembered that Meng Yi helped him a lot after he was imprisoned. Logically speaking, the relationship between the two should be good. Why is it that Meng Yi and Zhao Gao are not transferred these days? The topic was to find an excuse to leave. Two days ago, the three of them happened to meet on the palace road in the inner court, but Zheng Bin felt that the atmosphere between the two was quite delicate.

Looking at Yu Zishi who was deep in thought, Zheng Bin frowned, and couldn't help asking, "Zhao Gao, what's the matter between you and Meng Yi?" As far as I can remember, the relationship between Meng Yi and Yu Zishi has always been pretty good.

"It's nothing, it's not something glorious, there's no need to hit him up." Yu Zishi didn't want to say more, and turned his head to look at Zheng Bin, "Speaking of which, why haven't you come home yet? I really plan to stay with the singer Is it in the workshop?"

Zheng Bin paused, "Zhao Gao, can I discuss something with you?"

"Take you in for a day?"

"The idea is very close to my heart."

The corner of Yu Zishi's mouth twitched, he thought to himself Mr. Zheng, you are really welcome.

After entering the mansion, after Zheng Bin had been settled, Yu Zishi walked towards his yard, and just when he opened the door and went in, he saw a person sitting quietly in the middle of the yard, dressed in a neat black long coat.Yu Zishi had waited too long for the news at the Lishan Palace, and when he got home, it was almost dawn, the sky was already pale, but the Geng Geng Xinghe River was still clear.

Yu Zishi walked over and sat down in front of that person, looked up at him and smiled softly, "Didn't you really wait for me all night, did you? Something happened in the Lishan Palace, I just went there."

"Well, I heard about that." Hu Hai looked at Yu Zishi, "So how's the situation?" He reached out and touched Yu Zishi's face. After staying up late for the past two days, Yu Zishi's complexion was a bit bad.

Yu Zishi grabbed Hu Hai's hand and casually played with his knuckles, "It's okay, the news from over there said that the emperor's body is full of fire, and now he's fine."

"What do you think?"

Yu Zishi rubbed the knuckles of Hu Hai's fingers for a while, and said softly for a long time: "I think there may be something wrong with the emperor's body." He glanced at Hu Hai lightly, and suddenly asked: "Speaking of which, you have seen the palace. Is it the elixir made by those alchemists here?"

Hu Hai nodded, "I've seen it."

"What do you think of those things?"

"I heard that after taking it, it can make people feel refreshed, and the five senses are clear, so it is also very good."

Yu Zishi laughed when he heard the words, and suddenly increased his strength in his hand, he raised his eyes to look at Hu Hai and said with a smile: "Hu Hai, if you dare to touch those things, I will break your leg, do you believe it or not? "

Hu Hai paused, and then Yu Zishi grabbed his collar and pulled him over.

"Do you hear clearly?" Yu Zishi raised his eyebrows, and patted his face lightly, "If one day I find out that you touch those things, you will be lucky."

Hu Hai stretched out his hand to gently wrap around Yu Zishi's waist, looking at his bright eyes, "Is there anything wrong with those medicines?"

"Do you really believe that eating a few elixirs made of sandstone can prolong life?" Yu Zishi sneered, "After taking that thing, the body feels comfortable and relaxed at first, but the damage to the human body is immeasurable. At the beginning, those alchemists said that eating this elixir is good for longevity, and it has been passed on for hundreds of years, and everyone believes that these things have miraculous effects. The princes and kings followed suit, and it became the fashion of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States. , it is estimated that this evil wind will blow for another 2000 years, these elixirs are quite poisonous."

Yu Zishi lowered his head and looked at Hu Hai who was hugging him, "It's strange to hear what I said. If you read the ancient books and letters, you must think what I said is absurd. I won't force you to believe what I said, I will agree with you." Say something, don't touch it, don't touch it once, do you hear me clearly?"

"I believe it." Hu Hai said suddenly.

"what?"

"I said, I believe what you just said." Hu Hai stretched out his hand and lightly grabbed Yu Zi's waist and brought him over to sit down, "I won't touch those things."

Yu Zishi suddenly smiled lightly, "Okay, just believe it."

Hu Hai thought for a while and asked, "Do you think the emperor's body is due to the elixir?"

"Perhaps." Yu Zishi actually felt that this matter was inseparable.A few years ago, when Meng Yi was still in charge of alchemy matters, he discussed these matters with Meng Yi. It was surprising that Meng Yi and his views were quite consistent. Together, the emperor's will could not be disobeyed. It still needs to be refined, but the dosage must be strictly controlled, and the dosage of those cinnabar, arsenic and the like should be minimized, so as to reduce the damage of the elixir to the emperor's body.

Now that Meng Yi left the alchemy workshop, Yu Zishi didn't know the specific situation of those alchemists.

Yu Zishi and Hu Hai sat in the yard for a while, and after talking for a long time, they were about to go back to the house for a rest, when there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Zhao, Lord Meng, please see me." There was a notification from the servants at the door.

Yu Zishi was taken aback, and asked, "Meng Yi?"

"Yes, my lord."

Yu Zishi glanced at Hu Hai, before he had time to say anything, the door was suddenly pushed open, Da Qin Shangqing in blue stood at the bottom of the steps and looked at the two people in the courtyard calmly.

"Zhao Gao, I know you don't want to see me, but I must tell you about this." Meng Yi took out a varnished wooden box from his sleeve, and looked at Yu Zishi with deep eyes.

There were ups and downs in Yu Zishi's eyes for a moment, he glanced at Hu Hai, Hu Hai looked at him, and nodded slightly for a while.

Lobby.

Meng Yi glanced at Hu Hai who didn't shy away from it, then at Yu Zishi, and reached out to open the box after a moment of silence.A vermilion elixir was lightly placed on the red brocade cloth. The scarlet color made Yu Zishi's heart sink instantly. How much cinnabar is this medicine mixed with?

Yu Zishi took a look at the elixir, and suddenly he looked at Meng Yi and asked, "How many times did they add cinnabar? Five times? Ten times?"

Meng Yi shook his head, "66 times."

When Yu Zishi heard Meng Yi's words, he almost froze on the spot. The group of people went crazy, "66 times? Who thought of this?"

"At first, it should have been increased by four or five times. Later, the emperor's physical reaction gradually weakened. In order to amplify the effect, they added it day by day. Now His Majesty takes seven or eight pills of this kind a day." Meng Yi glanced at Yu Zi. Even at night, he had to get up to take one pill every two hours. Once the medicine was stopped, the emperor's temper would be quite irritable and irritable. Dozens of night watch attendants were recruited. "

Yu Zishi's face turned ugly for a moment. These alchemists were going crazy in order to please the emperor. With this dosage, Yu Zishi couldn't even imagine Ying Zheng's current physical condition.He glanced at Meng Yi, "The emperor's sudden serious illness last night was also due to the elixir?"

"I asked the imperial physicians, and they really diagnosed it as a strong virtual fire, because the emperor's qi and blood looked normal after waking up." Meng Yi gently squeezed the pill, "So I got a box of pills and rubbed them together. It was powdered and mixed with forage and fed to a horse in the martial arts school."

"so what?"

"First, blood flowed from the seven orifices, and then the energy was extremely high. I took it and walked around the martial arts field twice. It broke free from the rein, and finally died of exhaustion at dawn." Meng Yi held the elixir in his hand and turned it After two laps, his eyes were a little downcast.

Yu Zishi pressed the table and did not speak, and only spoke after a long time: "Your Majesty must stop the medicine immediately."

"I'm afraid I can't stop." Meng Yi suddenly raised his hand and slowly stuffed the medicine into his mouth, chewing it lightly.

Yu Zishi just watched him swallow the elixir, stood up and stared at him suddenly, "Meng Yi!" He couldn't believe that this scene happened before his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Meng Yi glanced at Yu Zishi, his tone was very slow, and he said softly: "Do you know what will happen to people after taking this medicine?" He glanced at Hu Hai and Yu Zishi, his expression indifferent.

This vision of the human heart, even if it is empty, is indeed moving.In this life, the first emperor has all the beauties of the world, and he has read all the mountains and rivers in his life, and tasted all the tastes.I have tasted it but it is mediocre.

Meng Yi looked at the scene in front of him, scenes from the past suddenly appeared in front of him, and the voices of his deceased parents suddenly became clear. His mother was still sitting at the window making shoes stitch by stitch, and his father was sitting on the begonia tree in the courtyard. Gossiping with the staff under the tree, it seems that I have returned to the years of studying behind closed doors in an instant, and there is a noisy sound coming from the window next to my ears. The sound may be that Meng Tian and Wang Ben are fighting at the gate again.Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of Wu Chenghou and his father arguing at the door, and the next footsteps should be that the neighbors in the neighborhood came out to watch the fun, and any one of these people who picked it up at random might be one of the Great Qin Jiuqing.

All the scenes flashed through my mind one by one, fresh and vivid, as if I had re-experienced most of my life that had passed. For a moment, Meng Yi seemed to have returned to the martial arts school field of a certain year, where Hu Di's strong horse Against the wind blowing from the Xianyang Palace, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed the horse's reins fiercely.Sitting on the horse, he turned his head and saw that the young man in a black court dress had a pair of light-colored eyes that were just the right color.

Meng Yi suddenly woke up, raised his eyes and glanced at Hu Hai and Yu Zishi in front of him. After calming down for a while, he calmly said: "The pill matter must be dealt with as soon as possible, Zhao Gao, do you have an idea?"

Yu Zishi reached out to pour him a glass of water and handed it over, "Meng Yi, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Meng Yi glanced at Hu Hai, stretched out his hand to catch the water and drank it with his head up.

Illusions are always illusions. There are indeed people in this world who can't tell the difference between reality and illusion, but that person will not be Meng Yi.Meng Yi raised his head to look at Yu Zishi, and suddenly asked: "Can you think of a way to persuade the emperor to reduce the number of times he takes the pill?"

Even if you can't quit, as long as you can reduce the dosage, the consequences are simply unimaginable with the emperor's current dosage.Yu Zishi obviously also realized this, his eyes were a little gloomy.

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Lishan Palace.

Ying Zheng sat in front of the case and looked at the exquisite brocade box in his hand. He suddenly got up and held the box and walked out of the gate of the palace. He leaned on the railing and looked at the winding mountains of Lishan Mountain and the mountains, rivers and Guanshan Mountains in the distance. The world is bright and clear.

The wind blew the emperor's black long robe, and his sleeves were filled with the mountain wind.

"Your Majesty, CRRC Mansion ordered Zhao Gao to see you." Not far away, a man from the palace trotted forward and whispered respectfully.

"Zhao Gao?" Ying Zheng glanced at the palace man, and after a moment's pause, he suddenly smiled, "Let him come up."

Yu Zishi climbed up the steps step by step, finally stood still in front of the emperor, and bowed respectfully. "My humble minister Zhao Gao, see Your Majesty."

"Get up." Ying Zheng glanced at him, his tone much slower than usual. "Zhao Gao, come here."

Yu Zishi stepped forward and followed the emperor's line of sight. Lishan Mountain was covered with deep clouds and mist. This high palace directly faced the majestic Xianyang City. Looking from a distance, Xianyang was like a magnificent map with heavy yellow rolling. Sand and smoke.Yu Zishi turned his head to look at Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng was holding a varnish brocade box in his hand, which impressed Yu Zishi deeply.

Seeing him looking at the box in his hand, Ying Zheng smiled very lightly for a moment, which was unexpectedly soft and peaceful.

"Your Majesty, I have something to say to Your Majesty." Yu Zishi suddenly said, he didn't know why Yingzheng suddenly allowed him to enter the Lishan Palace today, and he didn't know why the emperor was so unguarded for the first time in many years What is the reason for being so close to him? He just vaguely felt that if he missed this opportunity, he might never have a good talk with Ying Zheng again.

"Your Majesty, the way of longevity is illusory after all. Although Huang Lao's art is mysterious, most of them enter after death. Just ask, who among the hundreds of sorcerers and alchemists in the Lishan Palace has really achieved longevity? Instead of taking medicine and asking Self-cultivation and self-cultivation conform to the way of heaven and nature, this is the real way of Laozhuang."

Ying Zheng glanced at Yu Zishi, as if he was sizing up his face. After watching for a while, he turned his head to look outside the mountain, "Zhao Gao, have you heard the news from Dongjun this morning?"

Yu Zishi's hands in his sleeves tightened suddenly, he looked at the emperor and said calmly: "Your Majesty, it's just a nonsense rumor in the mountains and fields."

"The news came this morning that the meteorite from the sky fell into Dongjun, and seven large characters were engraved on it. Please read it to me." Ying Zheng's tone was very gentle, even a little peaceful, and his appearance looked very quiet.Before waiting for Yu Zishi's answer, he suddenly smiled at him, "Don't dare to read?"

"These things are probably nonsense, Your Majesty don't need to take it to heart." Yu Zishi took a deep breath and looked at Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, these are just tricks of the grassroots and refugees from Dongjun County."

"The meteorite iron fell from the sky and fell into the East County, and a ray of fire was shining in the sun. There are seven big characters in the letter: The first emperor died and the land will be divided." Ying Zheng looked at Yu Zishi and smiled very lightly, "Is it these seven characters? I didn't Do you remember wrongly?"

"Your Majesty really don't need to take it to heart." Yu Zishi looked at Ying Zheng's words and said in a deep voice: "The so-called will of heaven is nothing more than some people's tricks."

Ying Zheng suddenly laughed, "Yes, it's been so many years, and there are only a few tricks to count, such as meteorite iron carvings, river stone carvings, fish belly collections, river map heavenly books, mountain nursery rhymes, borrowing astrology." Ying Zheng Zheng glanced at Yu Zishi, and suddenly asked, "Can't they think of anything else?"

Yu Zishi thought for a while, "And pretending to be a fox in the mountain temple to read Dayu's will." He looked at Ying Zheng, "It just happened two days ago."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Really? What's the purpose?"

"This year the Zulong died."

Ying Zheng couldn't hold back a chuckle, "It's very interesting." He nodded, "It's really interesting. Someone once told me that Dayu Shang Tushan's family married Tushan Fox as his wife. If you believe his words, it seems that Dayu and the fox do have some inhuman relationship."

Yu Zishi laughed lightly, watching that the emperor didn't answer.He felt that Emperor Shihuang seemed to be in a good mood today, or in other words, he was in a good state today.

Ying Zheng looked at him, and suddenly asked casually: "What are you going to tell me today? You can't really talk to me about Lao Zhuang's longevity?"

Yu Zishi took a step back, raised his hands and bowed calmly, "Your Majesty, I want to talk to you about the elixir."

Ying Zheng glanced at Yu Zishi, then turned his head to look at the brocade box in his hand. At that moment, the emperor's gaze was indescribable, a little gentle and affectionate, but also a little indifferent. If I had to find an adjective, it would be quiet. The emperor's eyes were really quiet. To the extreme.

After a long time, Ying Zheng raised his head to look outside the mountain, and said slowly to Yu Zishi, "Tell me and listen."

"Your Majesty, I had a chat with Daliang Wei Tiao about the art of alchemy in the early years. Wei Tiao once said: "Pillions nourish one's character, but overeating makes the spleen, heart and lungs unable to bear the power of the medicine. It will damage the body if it is too much. I heard that Your Majesty is taking pills every day, which may injure His Majesty's body." Yu Zishi had thought of many persuasion words before coming here, and after much deliberation, this kind of persuasion is the most appropriate, and Ying Zheng should be most likely to listen to it.

"Half a month ago, the alchemist also said the same thing to me. Although the pill is good, taking too much will hurt the body, which means the same as what you said." Ying Zheng glanced at the box in his hand, "I was Because of the past years of taking it, I didn't take his words seriously. After taking this medicine for a period of time, I gradually felt the strangeness of my body. Afterwards, the body became more and more empty. Judging from what happened yesterday, the medicine might have already hurt the body."

After saying these words, Ying Zheng's expression was very calm, without any panic or loss at all, as if he was describing an extremely ordinary event.In these years he has been in charge of many things in the world, and it is inevitable that something will go wrong, and he is used to it. If he is wrong, he is wrong. If you regret it at the beginning, it is better to think about how to make up for it.Even if it involves his own life now, the calmness that Yingzheng has cultivated for many years in charge of the world has not diminished in the slightest.

The emperor gently placed the brocade box on the railing, opened the box and glanced at the vermilion elixir inside, as if he was sizing up an old friend, this thing has accompanied him for most of his life, day and night all these years Ye, the comfort this thing brought him could be described in four words as "talking is better than nothing".Apart from those things on the throne, he is an ordinary person after all, but ordinary people will always feel lonely sometimes.

"Your Majesty." Looking at Ying Zheng's indifferent expression, Yu Zishi suddenly felt extremely uneasy. At that moment, he had a very ominous premonition in his heart.The reason why those alchemists said this was probably because they were a little startled by the frequency and dosage of Ying Zheng's medication. If it was only based on Meng Yi's few words, Yu Zishi could not determine Ying Zheng's physical condition.Well, now he finally vaguely realized that things might have gotten to a very bad point.

Ying Zheng glanced at him, then lowered his head to look at the box on the railing, he flipped it lightly with his fingers, and closed the box with a soft snap.After a clear sound, he looked at Yu Zishi, "This year Zulong died, and Shihuang died and the land was divided. Those people have already started planning my funeral for me. Every year, one or two such weird things happen. Hey, this group of people hit a good time this year. Maybe these words will be included in the history books of later generations. I can guess how these knife and pen officials will write. Qin's fortunes are declining, and what happened next." The emperor glanced indifferently at the mountains and rivers under his feet, "It's interesting, isn't it, Zhao Gao?"

"There are so many far-fetched words in the history books, so don't worry about it. It's not for them to judge what kind of emperor your majesty is." Yu Zishi looked at Ying Zheng and said slowly.No matter what the age, there are some people who fear that the world will not be chaotic. Maybe it is the princes and grandsons of the six kingdoms who have not yet been convinced, or maybe it is the bandits who eat grass in troubled times. These people can be seen once or twice a year in these years.He looked at Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, arbitrariness is at your fingertips."

"Indeed." Ying Zheng nodded, and the condescending king looked down at his mountains and rivers, his world, and smiled for a moment.That scene was engraved in Yu Zishi's mind for some reason, the black long gown, the sleeves full of clouds and wind, Ying Zheng's appearance does indeed have the meaning of an emperor through the ages.

Yu Zishi suddenly felt a little emotional.

This person succeeded to the throne at a young age and took power in person. The first thing he did after he took power was to punish Lao Ai and clean up the court. The young emperor's posture in the history books was filled with an irresistible vigor.Then came the power of Fen VI, who swept the princes, conquered the world, and pacified the six kingdoms of Shandong in ten years, accomplished the feat of unifying the world that no one could do in hundreds of years, and pacified the 500-year chaos of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods.

Then what?

Carrying out the system of prefectures and counties, vehicles on the same track, and books on the same text, holding Taishan Fengchan, destroying the world's soldiers and casting twelve golden men, sending people to attack the Huns in the north, and building the Great Wall, each pile is a real feat, a real power. Shake the world.

This kind of courage is far beyond the reach of Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, who made a three-foot sword.You must know that even in Liu Bang's Han Dynasty, most of the systems implemented were inherited from the Qin Dynasty.Compared with the world of Great Han and the world of Great Qin, what is the most important difference except that the emperor changed his surname?

Yu Zishi didn't dare to say whether someone in the future would be able to achieve this level in 2000, but speaking with conscience, in terms of merit and skills, there is indeed no one in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Ying Zheng.Regardless of whether he is an emperor through the ages, but he is indeed worthy of the word "First Emperor".

Later emperors, since Yingzheng.

No matter how many faults and faults there are in Ying Zheng, this person will always be the real Qin Shihuang, the well-deserved Qin Shihuang.

Yu Zishi looked at Ying Zheng, and spent many years getting along day and night, until this moment he really started to face this person squarely.He is the emperor, and he lived as the son of a proton in the enemy's homeland when he was a child. He was also a down-and-out kid in commoner clothes on the streets of Handan.

This man is an emperor, but this man used to be an arrogant young man, high-spirited, pointing out the country, he has been right, missed, repented, and hated in his life, so he has flesh and blood, not just a few words of praise and derogation in the pile of old papers .

Ying Zheng suddenly raised his hand and coughed lightly, wiped away the blood without a trace, he turned to look at Yu Zishi, "Zhao Gao, most of the inscriptions on the stone carvings were written by Li Si when he went out to patrol and erect monuments these years. If you were to write a sentence for this country, what would you write?"

Yu Zishi thought for a long time, and finally looked at the emperor and said in a low voice: "Under the whole world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers."

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and after a long time, he said softly: "Under the whole world, is it the land of the king, the shore of the land, and the ministers of the king? It is indeed the national style." He glanced at Yu Zishi , suddenly smiled and said: "If I had known you said this today, I would not have been able to help this chapter in the Book of Songs."

Yu Zishi and the emperor looked at each other with a smile, and Ying Zheng whispered as if he had suddenly thought of something: "Is there any king in the world? Many years ago, someone once said something different to me. The country is not created by one person." A country is a country of thousands of people." He looked at Yu Zishi, "What do you think?"

The country is not the country of one person, but the country of thousands of people.Yu Zishi silently read four words in his heart.

Lu's Spring and Autumn Period.

After a while, he looked at Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, this country belongs to all people, and all people belong to your Majesty's people." He looked at the emperor in black clothes, "Why not?"

Ying Zheng stared at Yu Zishi for a long time this time, and that look was particularly meaningful.

The king of a country is the majesty of the people, so help the country to make the world right.

Finally, Yingzheng looked away from Yu Zishi and looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance. He watched for a long time, the rolling mountains, the continuous mountains, the majestic royal city, his homeland, his home country, and his world. Bits of sharpness emerged, and countless sharpness flashed in his eyes reflecting the spring breeze of the mountains and rivers. He said, "Yes, this is the country that so many generations of military generals of Daqin have conquered for Daqin. If people's lives are put into it, the number is countless, if people's hard work can flow into a river, there will be another Huaihan in this world."

Yingzheng turned his head to look at Yu Zishi, "Dongjun Meteorite wrote a letter stating that the first emperor will be divided after his death. In my opinion, these people are really not very kind to look forward to the upside-down of the world."

Yu Zishi didn't answer. He didn't know what Ying Zheng was going to do, so he chose to remain silent.

Ying Zheng patted the railing lightly with his hand, and swept down the box containing the elixir. The varnish box rolled down the cliff, and rolled to the very far step. Go out and fall without a trace.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Ying Zheng looked at the mountains and rivers in front of him and said calmly: "Prepare the chariots and horses for the ceremonial guards. The palace servants and attendants have sent me a new army of soldiers and horses from the imperial guards. It has been too long since the mountains and rivers have heard Da Qin Tie riding a horse. The sound of Pingchuan, all kinds of ghosts and monsters came out of it, if this is the case, let the world listen to it again. From Xianyang to the East China Sea, I will conduct another east tour." He looked at Yu Zishi, and suddenly smiled for a moment , reached out and patted him on the shoulder lightly, "When you do things, you should be more agile. This time, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up to your official delay."

That's right, how could the First Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty die on the sickbed amidst the deep fragrance in the palace?

He wins the government, he is the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, he was born in the flames of war, and he will die on the journey of thousands of miles.

"Your Majesty." Yu Zishi raised his head to look at Ying Zheng, but Ying Zheng didn't say anything more, he coughed twice in a low voice, and walked slowly into the palace.The emperor's back was straight and slender, and the sunlight elongated his shadow, so he didn't look downcast at all. He was still the calm and calm king back then, unchanged for many years.

Yu Zishi looked at the back of the emperor, and a place name suddenly flashed in his mind.

dune.

According to historical records, Qin Shihuang won the government and died in the sand dunes he passed on his eastward tour.At that moment, without knowing what happened, the first feeling that emerged in Yu Zishi's mind was neither fear nor sadness, but an intensified sense of sadness.

Those who have been dead for many years, their figures seem to appear in front of them in an instant. A group of people are slowly descending the long steps. They are all wearing black official uniforms, gorgeous high crowns on their heads, and long sleeves. They are talking about life and death, and about the achievements of thousands of years. Everyone is so lively and vivid.

The great general Meng Wu in battle armor, the young and vigorous Changping Lord Xiong Qi, and the self-proclaimed old man Tai Wei Liao walked down the stairs talking and laughing, one of them walked at the end, Xuan Hei The official uniform with flowing cloud sleeves, a sapphire belt hook around his waist, and a gentle face. Suddenly, he turned his head and glanced at the emperor standing in the palace on the top of the mountain, and smiled slightly at him.

The dazzling sun falls on the river, the mountains and rivers are silent, and the years are silent.

The stories from many years ago, the night talk of Ku Qiao, those people and events that can never be explained clearly are scattered in the wind, and blown into the wild history legends of thousands of years later.The emperor stood in front of the hall watching this scene, and finally smiled lightly, like a teenager, like a child.

Screening everyone away, the emperor in black long clothes flicked his sleeves lightly and sat down on the long steps outside the hall, resting his chin on his hand, lazily basking in the sun.

If that scene were to be drawn into a painting, it must be understated with the most gentle brushstrokes in the world. A few strokes, leaving a lot of blank space, equals countless