Red bricks, black tiles, and white stones.
This is the main component of the Xianyang Palace.
Pavilions, waterside terraces and vast blue waves are connected by neatly crafted corridors that resemble the spacious avenues on the streets of Xianyang.
There was a guard post every five steps and a sentry every ten steps, with patrol officers one team after another, forming a unique imperial palace built in the style of the Qin people who were not particular about details but only emphasized carelessness.
The Xianyang Palace is magnificent and bright during the day.
Under the light of countless torches that were temporarily increased by three times the number of people for the Emperor Qin Shi Huang's banquet tonight, the place was no longer as gloomy and dark as before, but instead had another touch of brilliance like the sun.
Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng and his queen Afang lived not far from the Xuanniao Palace, enjoying the rare tranquility and beauty.
The two fish who have been supporting each other since Zhao State, did not forget each other more than ten years after their identities changed dramatically. Instead, they became more dependent on each other and still have to blow bubbles on each other to keep them moist.
"It's okay to hug, but why did you kiss me?"
Afang recognized the voice as her uncle Ying Chengjiao, her face turned red, and she reached out and gently pushed the First Emperor.
The First Emperor tried hard to prevent Afang from pushing him away, and frowned as he wanted to continue blowing bubbles with Afang.
But unfortunately, as the ruler of the world, his martial arts were only good enough to be seen, but there was not much to see, and he was still able to break free by Afang.
"Zhao Gao!"
The First Emperor gritted his teeth and let out a low, angry roar.
Zhao Gao, who was hidden behind a red pillar in the daytime and black pillar at night to the right rear of the First Emperor, sighed inwardly, exerted force lightly with his feet, and floated in front of the First Emperor like a piece of white cotton in the wind.
"I am here."
"Beat this bastard half to death!"
Zhao Gao followed the direction of the First Emperor's finger and looked at Ying Chengjiao, who was lying on his side in the octagonal pavilion next to him with a playful smile on his face.
"……only?"
Zhao Gao hesitated and replied delayedly.
The word "Wei" is like the "Hello" we say when we answer the phone and see an unfamiliar number in later generations.
It was not that Zhao Gao did not obey orders, nor that Zhao Gao had doubts about the order. It was just that the order was extremely difficult for Zhao Gao.
What are the duties of a secret guard?
Protecting the prince, princess, queen mother and concubines was all done by Ying Chengjiao abusing his power for personal gain and assigning secret tasks to the secret guards.
In fact, the secret guards had only one duty, which was to protect the supreme leader of the Qin State.
The First Emperor had the most secret guards around him, so many that even an Emperor like him who had never learned any martial arts skills like hiding or escaping could not match them.
The last time Zhao Gao temporarily sent away all the secret guards, he immediately noticed something was wrong.
On the surface, there are only four people here: the First Emperor, the Empress, Zhao Gao, and Ying Chengjiao.
In fact, taking the First Emperor as a reference, at one o'clock there was a secret guard buried in the five-zhang grass, at three o'clock there was a secret guard crouching under the black rain eaves of the palace wall ten zhang away, and at ten o'clock there were three secret guards stuffed on the six-zhang gray-yellow three-zhang rockery...
There were more than ten secret guards nearby, all of whom wanted to beat the leader of the secret guards, Ying Chengjiao, half to death in front of these secret guards.
Zhao Gao felt that this might be possible unless he joined forces with the plague god who pretended to be dead and did not show up until he was called.
It's not that he is underestimating himself that he has to rely on himself, but he really can't do it. Zhao Gao doesn't care about these secret guards one by one, and he can't stand up to more than ten of them.
There are no mediocre people who can be secret guards. Every year, secret guards are assessed, and one of the tasks is to knock down the Iron Eagle Swordsman in a head-on duel.
"Can't do it?"
The First Emperor was furious at Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao: ...Your Majesty, could you first give an order to the nearby secret guards not to interfere?
"Can!"
Zhao Gao gritted his teeth and agreed, his figure flying up like a black shadow.
"Gai Nie hit him!"
Swish~
The bright sword light was like a clear thunderbolt that cut through the long darkness in the pitch-black sky.
A flash of light.
A white dress is more beautiful than snow, and her hair flutters in the night breeze.
Gai Nie had his back to Ying Chengjiao and was facing Zhao Gao, whose sleeves were torn and whose face was grim.
Flying black pieces of cloth scattered in the air, like a black snow, or like torn fragments of the night.
"Have you not heard the order from His Majesty?"
Zhao Gao shouted at Gai Nie angrily, the sadness in his voice was gone and it was now filled with anger.
If this plague god comes to your majesty, nothing good will happen!
Gai Nie was like a banished celestial being from heaven, he held the hilt of the sheathed sword, made a gesture of drawing the sword, and responded coldly.
“I heard.”
"Then why are you blocking it?"
"The order has not been issued yet."
"Has His Majesty ordered you to help Lord Chang'an?"
"Have you not heard the order from Lord Chang'an?"
"Gai Nie! Recognize your identity! Are you following the orders of His Majesty or the orders of Lord Chang'an? Get out of the way!"
"Nie is the commander of the secret guards, and he carries out the orders of the seal. He obeys the orders of your majesty and the Lord of Chang'an, but not yours."
Zhao Gao looked at the First Emperor with a pleading look - Your Majesty, can you take care of this plague god?
The First Emperor's eyes narrowed, and he pointed at Ying Chengjiao and ordered him to attack Gai Nie.
"Hit him!"
Swish~
Gai Nie's sword was unsheathed again.
“Fuck!”
Ying Chengjiao marveled at the lush growth of the grass.
"You're not as good as Gai Nie."
The First Emperor left a comment to Zhao Gao.
Your Majesty, whether or not you have made an effort is not determined by the splendid scene, nor by whether or not Chang'an Jun has sex with you...
Zhao Gao stood there in silence, for it was his fault not to use a sword.
In terms of cool scenes, the swordplay is indeed much better looking.
After a while.
The extremely powerful First Emperor walked towards the Zhangtai Palace where the lights were always on.
On the left is the dignified, graceful and elegant Queen Afang, and on the right is the lazy and nagging Ying Chengjiao.
Behind him was the speechless Zhao Gao and the cold-faced Gai Nie. Surrounding him were the secret guards who were constantly changing and moving among the grass, boulders and under the eaves for protection.
"Sister-in-law, please take care of my brother. He is going to divorce you sooner or later if he keeps doing this."
"Shut up!"
"Being mean to me? Being mean to me means you are guilty. My dear sister-in-law, I am not trying to stir up trouble. How often do you think he will go to sleep with you? He is indeed very busy, but that did not prevent him from having children. He just thinks you are old and ugly."
"It's late for me to go to bed, and I don't want to disturb Ah Fang's sleep!"
"Another excuse, my sister-in-law. Look, the Sixth Prince's Palace is full of singing and dancing. Only he can enter. He is lustful. Otherwise, why would he build the Sixth Prince's Palace?"
"Building the Six Kings' Palaces is a deterrent, a deterrent! You, a brat, don't even know what deterrent means? I built the Six Kings' Palaces in Xianyang to tell the six nations not to forget the power of the Qin Empire! The impact seen with the eyes is greater than imagination. I want people all over the world to see the might of the Six Kings' Palaces, so that they will remember the sharpness of the Qin Army and dare not act rashly. Don't you understand this principle?"
"Oh, right, right, anyway, the final right of interpretation is yours, you can interpret it however you want."
"Gai Nie! Chop him!"
The sword flashed.
Ying Chengjiao closed the microphone. …
The sound of the two brothers' bickering gradually faded away in this long corridor. The patrolling officers and secret guards who heard it did not dare to remember a single detail, for fear of bringing disaster upon themselves.
Queen Afang would cover her mouth with her wide sleeves from time to time to hide her bright and breathable pearly teeth.
With your uncle here, the depression caused by your Majesty's childhood has almost completely dissipated, how great...
The team of five people in public and more than twenty people in secret had not yet reached Zhangtai Palace when Queen Afang left the team halfway and went back to her bedroom.
As soon as the queen left, Ying Chengjiao stopped complaining and started to give the first emperor Ying Zheng the cold shoulder.
"…About the division of the kingdom?"
"Um?"
"Wang Jian doesn't like fighting. I don't want to force him to do something."
"snort!"
"There's something else? Is it about the book burning? You don't agree with the book burning?"
You're asking even though you already know the answer. If I agreed, wouldn't you have told me earlier?
Ying Chengjiao squinted his eyes and rolled his eyes.
"This matter has more advantages than disadvantages. It can at least speed up the unification of Qin by three years . Why not?"
"snort!"
What the hell are you humming!
The veins on the First Emperor's forehead were throbbing. He had never coaxed his princes and princesses like this before.
"Gai Nie!"
Gai Nie touched the hilt of the sword, raised his eyes slightly, and waited for the Emperor's order.
Ying Chengjiao was extremely alert, and his whole body seemed like a taut spring ready to launch at any time.
"Smash this bastard's stinky face for me!"
Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Fusu, who was sitting and waiting as still as a mountain, was startled by the palace gate being violently broken open.
He grabbed a long stack of bamboo slips on the emperor's desk, stared at the figure at the palace door with extreme vigilance, and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Catch the assassin!"
"What the hell are you catching! Naigong is your uncle! Gai Nie, are you serious? Hey, you're still chopping, if you chop again, do you believe that I will kidnap your daughter to my house and raise her as a loli!"
The sword light became brighter, and under the bright candlelight it turned into a dazzling silver-white light. The reflected sword light did not have time to stay in people's sight for a moment before it took away the piece of cloth under Ying Chengjiao's crotch, making an artistic cut for Ying Chengjiao.
Swish~
Gai Nie put away his sword and glanced around.
"Oh."
Walk out of Zhangtai and stand guard in front of the palace gate.
Ying Chengjiao was depressed at the moment, and even more depressed about his crotch.
I just saw my eldest nephew walking his bird, and now I am walking my bird myself.
The shame and annoyance soon turned into anger. Ying Chengjiao jumped up and down and yelled, "Don't run! What the hell are you talking about? Are you any bigger than me? Do you want me to show you Lao Ai's unique martial arts?"
Ying Fusu hurriedly took off his new white robe and tied it around Ying Chengjiao's waist.
Ying Chengjiao did not appreciate it.
“What are you doing!”
“Indecent…”
"You are pedantic! You are too deeply influenced by Confucian etiquette. You don't understand the beauty of nature. The Taoists say..."
Ying Chengjiao kept on scolding.
Ying Fusu: ...
A moment later, the candle base in the main hall of Zhangtai Palace was refilled with lamp oil mixed with ambergris.
A table was placed between the First Emperor and Ying Chengjiao, with bamboo slips and brushes on it.
The First Emperor had already changed into a black robe and crown, his face was majestic without anger, staring at the white clothes around Ying Chengjiao's waist, holding back his smile and whispering, "We are discussing the Dao this time without changing clothes?"
"No need, I like it this way, it's cool!"
Ying Chengjiao stiffened his neck and refused.
"Hurry up and discuss it. The sooner you finish, the sooner you can go to bed. You must wait for Fusu. If you didn't wait for him, we would have finished it last time."
The curling smoke emitted a faint fragrance. Ying Fusu knelt behind Ying Chengjiao with his head lowered and his expression could not be seen.
"It was you who wanted to wait for this rebellious son, but you blamed me for this."
The First Emperor said with dissatisfaction, and looking at Ying Fusu kneeling behind his brother, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Why kneel behind that bastard? You should kneel behind me...
"Fusu thanks the emperor for his cultivation. From today on, Fusu will never let the emperor down again."
Ying Fusu raised his head, raised his arms, and his white shirt sleeves rustled, raising his flag with great pride.
The First Emperor's eyes moved, and for the first time since he entered the Zhangtai Palace, he looked directly at Ying Fusu and said "hmm" softly.
If the Zhangtai Palace had not been emptied at this moment, with only Ying Fusu, Ying Chengjiao and the First Emperor, Ying Chengjiao, with his martial arts skills, would not have been able to hear the light "hmm".
"Louder your voice! Haven't you eaten?" Ying Chengjiao was dissatisfied.
"Fusu thanks father for his cultivation! From today on, Fusu will never let father down again!" Ying Fusu shouted at the top of his voice with all his might, and his voice echoed back and forth in the Zhangtai Palace.
"What the hell, am I talking about you? I'm talking about you!"
Ying Chengjiao first scolded Ying Fusu and then pointed at the First Emperor.
"Louder your voice! You haven't eaten yet, why are you pretending to be so reserved?"
The First Emperor was so ruthlessly shouted at by Ying Chengjiao in front of his eldest son that he drew out the Sword of the King of Qin.
He threw away the scabbard of the Qin King's Sword and slapped the Qin King's Sword heavily on the table.
"On the Dao."
"oh……"
Ying Chengjiao responded obediently. He was not afraid of anything else, he simply didn't want to walk his bird around or be lazy.
The First Emperor looked unhappily at his eldest son, who looked a little wilted after being scolded by Ying Chengjiao, and pointed to his left rear position towards Ying Fusu.
"Sit here."
"oh……"
Ying Fusu nodded in response, imitating Ying Chengjiao's honesty, and hurriedly moved over carefully.
Gai Nie, who was standing outside the gate of Zhangtai Palace, scratched his ears, looked at the palace door with dissatisfaction, and turned his head to look at Zhao Gao who was standing upright.
"Is there anything to eat?"
Zhao Gao did not respond, ignored him, and remained silent.
"Your Majesty wants Nie to ask."
Zhao Gao looked up suspiciously and took out a lotus leaf package from his clothes.
Would His Majesty ask this God of Plague this question? This God of Plague would not have the courage to falsely convey the imperial decree...
Gai Nie took it coldly and weighed it carefully twice.
"That's it?"
Zhao Gao's breathing became heavier, and then he took out a lotus leaf package.
Gai Nie took it again, and scanned Zhao Gao's body with his sword eyes. He was looking for any place on Zhao Gao's body where he could hide food.
"No more?"
"What on earth are you going to do, God of Plague! Is this really what Your Majesty said?"
Zhao Gao could no longer hold back his anger and growled in a low voice.
As he spoke, he handed the last two lotus leaf packages on his body to Gai Nie.
Take away a gorgeous blue and white porcelain wine jug without a spout.
This licker still has wine on him!
This was a real surprise for Gai Nie. He received a total of four lotus leaf packages and a pot of wine without a spout.
"I'm hungry, so you keep an eye on it first."
At today's banquet, although Gai Nie and Zhao Gao are both senior ministers, they are qualified to attend the banquet.
However, they had always been protecting the First Emperor as personal guards, and did not eat or drink at the grand banquet in the Xuanniao Palace.
By now, Gai Nie's stomach was empty, but his internal organs were already in a state of panic.
A man in white clothes seemed to have lost the power of gravity. He stepped on the pillars outside the Zhangtai Palace with three feet, and then he flew to the roof of the Zhangtai Palace like a white feathered arrow shot from an eight-hundred-stone bow.
After opening a bag of lotus leaves, the aroma of roast chicken went straight to Gai Nie's nose, making him feel very uncomfortable. They all wanted him to offer sacrifice immediately.
Gai Nie didn't care about being handsome and cool and just went straight into action.
He tore off a piece of roast chicken and put it into his mouth, then opened the wine flask and took a sip of wine, then looked up at the moon happily.
This matter of seals and talismans is really painful.
They were not allowed to eat or take breaks.
It’s strange, why is the Ziwei Star so bright?
Zhao Gao stood there in a daze, as if he had been cursed by Medusa, petrified on the spot, and somewhat unaware of where he was.
"Zhao Gao."
Gai Nie's head popped out from under the eaves, his long hair hanging down and a hint of drunkenness on his cold and hard face.
Zhao Gao opened his mouth and looked up blankly.
"Your roasted chicken is not as delicious as Chang'an Jun's. You need to wrap each piece of chicken with your inner strength so that it can be roasted evenly. Practice more when you have nothing to do."
"……roll."
"Your Majesty said so."
"... Gao doesn't believe it."
"Then go in and ask."
“…”
The aroma and smell of wine spread.
The officials outside the Zhangtai Palace felt their throats surging and their Adam's apples moving up and down. They all swallowed three times in unison. They had not eaten yet.
Mr. Guy, could you please finish your meal quickly?
"Before discussing this, let's first sort out what happened today. There's nothing much to say about the killing of the scholars. The purpose and effect have been achieved. It's just that Li Si's actions in this matter are not in line with what you expected."
"Why do I want him?"
The First Emperor frowned, puzzled.
"No matter what he does, it won't change the outcome. Chunyu Yue must attend the banquet if he wants to revive Confucianism. As long as Li Si follows the true will and tells Chunyu Yue, his mission will be accomplished. What he does at the banquet is harmless, so why are you concerned about Li Si?"
Ying Chengjiao knocked on the table to attract his nephew's attention, pointed at his brother and said to him:
"Did you hear that? This is an open conspiracy. Study hard and don't always believe in the old-fashioned things your teacher taught you. Your teacher has been committed to revitalizing Confucianism and has risked his life for it. He is using you. Is he a gentleman if he is so unscrupulous?"
Ying Fusu nodded: "Fusu accepts your instruction."
After teaching his nephew, Ying Chengjiao continued, "Regarding the division of fiefs, the generals are stationed outside and the civil officials are in charge of the internal affairs. This has basically met expectations. Only Wang Jian was missed. It's not a big deal. I will take over this matter for now. I won't say more to you. Let's talk mainly about the burning of books. Does this book have to be burned?"
The First Emperor shifted his gaze back and looked at Ying Chengjiao in confusion - was this also for teaching Fusu?
"No, I'm talking to you seriously." Ying Chengjiao said seriously.
The First Emperor frowned and said in surprise: "I have already told you the pros and cons of burning books, why do you keep holding on to this matter? All the books of the Hundred Schools of Thought have been stored in the Doctoral Office. After 30 years, I will abdicate. Fusu will print them live, issue paper, and distribute the books of the Hundred Schools of Thought to the people. This will win the hearts of the people and the nobles, and show kindness to the world. What's wrong with this?"
Ying Fusu listened attentively without expressing any opinion, for he knew that he came here to learn today.
Only today did he fully understand the status of his uncle, who was notorious in the Qin State.
Ying Chengjiao let out a long sigh. He knew that this was what the First Emperor was thinking.
He took the blame himself and let Fusu take the good name.
Historically, this is what the First Emperor did.
But the First Emperor did not expect that he would die so soon. Before his death, the world had not yet been tamed, and his beloved successor even committed suicide with a sword because of a false imperial edict.
Then Xiang Yu set a huge fire in Xianyang. The Xianyang Palace and the Doctoral Office were all reduced to ashes, and all the books of hundreds of schools were burned, resulting in a serious loss of classics.
Of course, even if Xiang Yu had not attacked Xianyang, the burning of books would have had a huge impact.
It can be said that the First Emperor's approach was not problematic at all in the eyes of the rulers of that time, but in the eyes of Ying Chengjiao, it still had huge flaws.
Thoughts and culture cannot be achieved overnight; they need to be passed on.
The simplest reason is that traditional Chinese medicine is regarded as a treasure in everyday life, in Korea, Europe and the United States.
But in my country, its place of origin, it has never been accepted and is called pseudoscience.
In the past, when I was sick, I would take Chinese medicine and have a Chinese doctor diagnose my pulse.
Western medicine is popular now, and it involves hanging intravenous drips, injections, and CT scans.
This situation means that our country will be completely westernized over a period of time.
For a long time, a group of public intellectuals in China have been advocating that the West is extremely good and have deified the West.
Because traditional Chinese medicine was not in line with Western science, it was marginalized at the time.
As a result, to this day, Traditional Chinese Medicine is still in a half-dead state, and it is difficult to see the day of its recovery.
If books were burned, it would be very likely that studying in Qin would be as difficult as traditional Chinese medicine in China.
"Royal brother, once the cultural heritage is broken, it will be difficult to continue. If the doctor's office is flooded, Chinese civilization will be cut off."
"Oh."
The First Emperor suddenly realized and smiled.
"It's still the issue of enriching the people and weakening the people. We have finally come to the main point. I only care about the continuation of the Qin Dynasty, not the cultural heritage of the world. You see, all the people who curse me are scholars, but there are no farmers? Once the number of knowledgeable people in the world increases, the world will be difficult to stabilize. This has been the case since ancient times. You read a lot of books, and you talked about a lot of theories in the classics last time. I won't say much. Today, you can tell me your own thoughts."
The First Emperor sat in front of him, and Qin Ershi sat behind him.
Ying Chengjiao knew that if he wanted to live a good life in Daqin and be a hands-off boss, he had to convince these two people today.
So he considered his words, went through the security check in his mind, and said word by word:
"Li Er, Confucius, Guan Zhong, Shang Yang and others believed that the people should not be allowed to know too much. They wanted to maintain the existing social system , rule the present and stabilize the situation. But everything has its pros and cons. This policy of keeping the people ignorant and weak will stabilize the situation as soon as possible, but it will also make the entire society stagnate and difficult to develop."
"wrong."
The First Emperor interrupted Ying Chengjiao, as he disagreed with the second half of his sentence.
"This will be more conducive to social development. They don't know much, so they won't be afraid. When I officially announce the Qin laws in Qi, Chu and other places, the world will be accustomed to military merits. With the people of Guanzhong, I can sweep the world, and with the people of the seven countries, I will fight all the way to Wolf Mountain."
"The Xiongnu, Yuezhi, Donghu, Baiyue, those lands will all belong to the Qin Dynasty. The world now is only a part of the Qin Dynasty, not all of it. I want to conquer a large territory and let everyone in the world learn the Qin language and simplified Chinese characters. How can you say this is not a good development?"
Ying Chengjiao was stunned, his head was full of question marks.
The world is in chaos now, and a lot of work needs to be done. The remnants of the six kingdoms are eyeing each other covetously and plotting to restore their country. If you don't want to maintain stability at this time, why do you want to fight?
"Brother, do you still want to fight? Do you want to fight all the way to Mount Langjuxu? Then why did you build the Great Wall? Aren't you supposed to be guarding the borderland?"
"What can we do to defend ourselves against those wolf cubs? The Great Wall can store countless grains and is convenient for communication. It is the supply base and post station for our Qin warriors outside the Great Wall."
Ying Chengjiao felt a sharp pain in his head as he looked at the serious Emperor Qin Shi Huang with the flames of war in his eyes.
I can’t go on with this fucking discussion!
My brother and I have completely different ideas!
Ying Chengjiao knocked his head hard, trying to quickly accept the First Emperor's ideas and think about how to talk to him next.
The Great Wall was built not for defense but for offense. This is totally off the mark!
This is fucking different from what history says!
In history, didn't the emperor send Meng Tian to drive away the Huns and that was it? Why did he still have to seize the Huns' territory?
"What are you doing? Are you having a seizure?"
The First Emperor grabbed Ying Chengjiao's hand which was hitting his head.
Hmm? Why would my brother say he was having a seizure?
"When did you wear it?"
Ying Chengjiao blurted out that he suspected that the First Emperor was some hawkish leader in later Chinese history.
"What are you wearing? Nonsense."
"Where did you learn the word 'convulsion'?"
"Zhao Gao told me that he heard it from Li Si. Do you know what it means?"
Li Si, it must be that fat guy Zhang Cang who spread it, and it was all a false alarm.
"Naturally, I learned these two words in my dream, it is not important. Brother, when did you have the idea of ​​attacking the Xiongnu land? You haven't even taken over the land of the six countries."
The First Emperor pointed at his nose and said:
"I know, but I am only thirty. Even if I took ten years to conquer the six kingdoms, I would still be forty. I should continue to develop Daqin and expand its territory."
...I shouldn't have given you money and food, and asked you to deal with Lu Buwei, allowing you to unify so early!
Historically, the First Emperor unified the country at the age of 39. At that time, his physical condition and mental strength had obviously declined compared to those at the age of 30, but he still had to fight against the Huns and conquer the Baiyue.
Now the First Emperor was in his prime, and the money and grain cultivated by Ying Chengjiao were much more sufficient than in history. Because of the parallel system of counties and the Enfeoffment Order, none of the ministers left.
So it is normal that the First Emperor was full of confidence and felt that there was great potential for development in the world.
Ying Chengjiao found out the reason, and then discovered sadly that he couldn't break this situation.
We have money, food, elite soldiers and generals, and all the ministers are united. What reason is there not to expand our territory?
What restricted the First Emperor now was nothing else but the territories of the six kingdoms that he could not digest.
Judging from the First Emperor’s appearance, as soon as he digests the information, he will immediately send out his entire army to attack!
Do you think the Qin Dynasty is over? No, I have only just begun!
"Brother, let's develop!"
Ying Chengjiao grabbed the First Emperor's hand and looked sad.
"I don't want to live this miserable life where I can only hang out in the pavilions. We in Qin should have wine shops, horse racing, cockfighting, and poetry and singing competitions. You have fought for a lifetime, let me enjoy myself!"
The First Emperor: ...
Is this still my powerful and invincible brother?
Is it my younger brother who uses colored glaze to make money for the country?
Is it my younger brother who figured out the cement early?
What is this talking about? Enjoyment? Enjoyment is for the dead!
Ying Chengjiao was still crying.
"My dear brother, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. We need to enlighten the people and let them think about how to develop and build."
"We need to build airplanes that can fly in the sky and carry people. We need to build guns that are more powerful than bows and arrows, and that even armored gates cannot withstand."
"Let's build it first, then you can go out and fight, okay? Otherwise, you won't be able to sustain it if you take it down!"
"You are an agricultural nation, why would you go to a nomadic place to have fun? Development is not just about developing the territory, but also about developing the economy and people's livelihood."
"Once we have developed, we will go fight Caesar and take down Rome!"