Emperor Qin

How to deceive people in the past, of course, first talk about the origin of the product. The brand effect has appeared in ancient times. Don’t you see that various medical unilateral prescriptions are either talking about Bianque or Shennong. In this era of not emancipating the mind and seeking the world through facts, People's awe of the gods of heaven and earth is indescribable.

At this time, it is very useful to make up myths. More importantly, the current myths and legends have not yet emerged.

Yan Jiang picked up the temperament when he was talking to King Ashoka, and said in a loud voice: "It's a pity that Hou Yi asked the Queen Mother of the West in order to ask for the medicine of immortality. Who knows the reason, but he wanted to talk about it when the world first opened..."

With his ups and downs in his voice, he slowly told the story of Pangu opening up the sky - I don't know when this story started, anyway, the Qin Dynasty didn't exist.

"When the chaos first opened, the heavens and the earth were like chickens, and the pregnancy plate was born in it. After [-] years, I got a giant axe, and the heavens and the earth were opened up.

Then Pangu opened up the world for another 8000 years. He was exhausted. He turned into the sun, the moon, the stars and the earth, and the blood of the heroic soul turned into gods and great witches. , Not Zhoushan collapsed, there was a Nuwa who created humans to mend the sky, the immortal way declined, and the human race rose.

There were already a lot of these fragmented myths in Qin Dynasty, but the surrounding guards and eunuchs had never heard such a self-justified and impeccable myth.

Yan Jiang also mentioned that the three emperors built their residences, the five emperors determined the world, and after the battle for the deer, the heavenly emperors determined the sun, moon and stars. There is a universal human relationship, so that no law can invade, no evil can enter, and you will naturally live forever.

The king of Qin was fascinated by the fairy tales, but suddenly he heard him talking about the art of immortality. It felt like eating chili peppers while eating sweets. Even if he liked it, he would feel uncomfortable. so what?"

Yan Jiang finally felt that something was wrong, blinked for a moment, and finally realized that the timing was wrong. Today, King Qin is just 22, young and in full bloom, and has just taken power for the first time, and is about to fight a big battle.There are still 30 years before he dies. The old man waited until he was over 40 and felt that he was not in good health before he started to be irritable.

It’s okay, the pit has already been dug, and there will always be a day when he is impatient, Yan Jiang immediately changed the PPT, smiled and said: "Just as I was about to say it, the Emperor of Heaven took the medicine of immortality, and after the stars, the sun and the moon, he ordered Dayu to set up a tripod The mountains and rivers of Kyushu, from the beginning of summer, we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, the people of China, there are Xia 200 years, Jie Wudao, Tang Daizhi..."

He casually pulled out several stars from the list of gods to assist Shang Tang, told the myth of the mysterious bird of destiny, and listened to the whole group fascinated.

"...Shang Tang has been the last of the five emperors since then, and cut the ladder of heaven. Since then, the gods and men have retreated, and it is difficult to find traces." Yan Jiang said dryly, took a sip of water, and then added, "Today's secret has been revealed. Too much, the matter of the gods will not be mentioned until the next time the heavenly secret appears."

Everyone was disappointed, their expressions were as sad as if the chaser said that next time he would fill in the hole with fate.

Qin Wangzheng nodded slightly, then turned to look at the waiter beside him: "Zhao Gao, do you remember clearly?"

"Reporting to the King, I have recorded everything." The young servant saluted.

Zhao Gao?Yan Jiang's eyes shrank, and he looked at the waiter. This handsome and cautious young man was as humble as a mouse, and he couldn't see his destructive power to destroy Qin in the future, but then again, the death of Qin Most of the blame is still on the hands of the King of Qin. The Sui Dynasty 500 years later also produced prodigal sons, but it took more than ten years of hard work for them to be defeated. Unlike Qin Zheng, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang danced before their bones were cold. Out.

"Order someone to transcribe it and pass it on to the Taishi." King Qin said.

This made Yan Jiang a little surprised for a while, Taishi is a historian, and to collect these things for Taishi is to spread them as history, but he has just met King Qin, is this trust too much?

"Do you have another opinion, Qing?" Qin Wang was surprised when he saw him, and he was a little happy in his heart, but his expression was majestic, and he didn't show it at all.

Since he is already a strict monarch, he must be divided into monarchs and ministers.

Yan Jiang shook his head: "Not at all."

Presumably it was said yesterday that the state of Qin has no educated bumpkins, the king was in a hurry to take off Qin Wuliyue's hat, and wanted to spread some culture.

At this moment, it seemed that a woman was crying sadly from a distance, calling for Zheng'er.

Yan Jiang remained motionless, and secretly glanced at King Qin, seeing that his brows were full of prey again, so he stood up and saluted, intending to leave.

After all, the blood relationship between the mother and the child is still there, only Qin Wang said coldly: "Everyone back down! Tell her to come in."

So Yan Jiang went with the flow, and passed by the haggard beautiful woman who came.

But in the next second, he felt that something was wrong. He didn't look like he was begging to be let go. Those eyes were clearly...

He turned around suddenly, and saw Zhao Ji sitting tenderly in front of King Qin, weeping sadly: "Zheng'er, mother was confused for a moment, did you not think about the old relationship at all... , they insist on snatching you away, I am for you, for you..."

Li Xin pulled Yan Jiang suddenly, and said in a low voice: "You want to die, you dare to listen to these things! Let's go!"

Seeing that King Qin's expression was a little loose, Yan Jiang always felt that something was wrong, and was about to remind him, but Zhao Ji who was close to King Qin suddenly pulled out a gold hairpin and stabbed at King Qin...

King Qin woke up and pushed her away forcefully, but his neck was still scratched, and a trace of blood dripped down. Everyone was stunned for a second, and then he shouted for escort, and rushed forward to pull Zhao Ji away.

"You bastard, I wish I could have strangled you back then!" Zhao Ji's expression was ferocious, furious with hatred, "Your two younger brothers couldn't even walk steadily, yet you were so cruel that you put them in your pocket and beat them up!" Into flesh and blood! How could I have a son like you!"

The King of Qin pushed away the waiter who wanted to apply medicine and bandage him, but there was no trace of anger, he just looked down on him, stared indifferently, and turned a blind eye to Zhao Ji's accusation.

After a few breaths, he slowly said: "The solitary system is passed on, which means to order the whole country to expel the queen mother from Xianyang, move to Gongyang Palace, sever kinship, and never see each other again."

The people sitting around were so frightened that they knelt down to listen to the order. Yan Jiang directly observed the historical event of King Qin expelling his mother.

Qin Wangzheng waved his sleeves and hands behind his back, strode away without looking at anyone.

Yan Jiang sighed and returned to the bedroom.

Huahua was basking in the sun in the yard, when she saw her master coming in, she got up immediately, dragged her into the yard, and basked in the sun together.

The sky in April was very warm, and the sun made me very sleepy. Huahua also contentedly licked her head in the arms of her owner, lying on her side with her big paws, flicking her long tail occasionally, very comfortable.

Yan Jiang's heart was a little heavy. Looking back, the history books only mentioned these things briefly, but when those words were turned into a complete story, he realized that these stories that can be recorded in history are not something ordinary people can bear.

They are all sons. Don’t hide your two illegitimate children. How could the King of Qin let them go? The proof of the empress dowager’s adultery. With two children, the first emperor will become the laughing stock of the six kingdoms for the rest of his life, and he will be with his lover Rebellion, why don't you go to heaven?

Poor those two kids.

Yan Jiang watched the peach blossoms in the yard swirl and fall onto Huahua's nose, Huahua tried her best to shake her head so as not to fall off, and helped it away with a sigh.

Suddenly, Huahua seemed to feel something was wrong, stood up from him uneasily, and walked back and forth in the yard.

Yan Jiang was a little puzzled, looked around, but found no enemies.

Not the enemy, that would upset the animals...

He looked up at the sky, and the distant sky was lined with countless fish-scale clouds, like waves blowing across the water, gentle and clear.

Wait a minute, the wind is wrong.

He is now in the west of the Weihe Basin, it is April, and the southeast monsoon should be blowing, but this wind is clearly a weak wind from the southwest.

He carefully recalled the direction the hair was blowing in the past two days, and found that the southwest wind had been blowing for almost two days.

Hey!

He immediately abandoned Huahua, went back to the bedroom, and took out a piece of paper that had not been kneaded softly. The hall was too dark, so he took it to the courtyard again, spread the paper on the table, and drew the outline of the Eurasian continent with a piece of charcoal. Determine the latitude and longitude, add the location of the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, and extend the approximate location of the Weihe River from the lower right to the left of the Yellow River, and calculate the approximate latitude of Yongdu—he was so anxious that he didn't even use the sextant to locate it directly.

Then he added the location of Longxi Didao on the map.

Then fell silent.

He was a little confused, and drew Africa and America next to him, listed the equator, and drew all the directions of the surrounding monsoons—an excellent field expert, it is necessary to distinguish the weather and understand the climate.

It's just that this is a mistake, it's already April, why is there still a cold wave?

But if it wasn't for the cold wave, why would there be a southwest wind? The southwest is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. Now is the time when the southeast monsoon begins to blow. This possibility will only occur when the two air currents are at a stalemate. If the west wind overwhelms the east wind, then the fun will be great.

When the cold wave comes in April, the seeds in the ground will not be washed for a long time.

Perhaps small-scale climate change?

He wrote a letter to ask the farmers in Longxi to prepare for watering the fields and keeping wheat stalks out of the cold, and told Huahua to stay still. Then he went to Li Xin and asked him to take the letter back to Longxi and hand it over to his subordinates. .

After repeatedly exhorting, he returned to the courtyard and hurried over.

Huahua growled anxiously in a low voice, as if she would throw the outsider down at any moment, but Yan Jiang slapped her on the head and twisted her ears. Huahua snorted, nodded and lay back on her knees, expressing that she knew and would not bite him in the future.

Qin Wangzheng, who came alone, stared at the sketch. After a few breaths, he calmly turned his head and looked at Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang thought for a full two seconds before realizing what he had drawn.

No!Put down that world map!

The author has something to say: In nine years, comets appear, or the sky turns cold... April is cold, and there are dead. —— "The Chronicle of Qin Shihuang"