Chapter 481: The rebels underestimated our Great Qin! Their wolfish ambitions breed countless people!
This is my first time attending court, and you guys are already complaining down below, right?
My brother didn't dare to say a word when he was sitting here. I won't kill anyone if you bully me? I still didn't scare you guys, did I?
I didn't get enough rest, my heart was beating fast and I was having contractions.
The physical abnormality made Ying Chengjiao's temperament extremely violent, and the tragic experience of wearing the small crown for the first time added more violence to his temper.
Ying Chengqiu, who was disturbed, opened his eyes angrily and slammed the long wooden dragon-shaped table in front of him.
"Who is making so much noise? You are disturbing my rest!"
"As a king, you can call yourself 'I' or 'L'. The word 'Gong' is not appropriate to be used in public."
The voice of preaching.
Ying Chengjiao's rage increased even more, and his eyes, still hazy from just waking up from a dream, narrowed slightly.
"Oh, you're still teaching me a lesson"
Halfway through his words, a clear scene appeared before his eyes and projected into his brain.
Ying Chengjiao was stunned.
The man in front of me was wearing a tall hat and a wide belt, he was thin, with a face that was always kind and gentle. The black cloak he wore behind him dragged on the ground, half covering the Qin King's sword at his waist.
"Forget it, my son can say whatever he wants and call himself whatever he wants. If your father and your great-grandfather dare to scold you, let them come to find grandfather."
"Grandfather?"
Ying Chengjiao's tone was hesitant and incredulous.
Both the body and soul fell into a stagnation, and the energy within them had long dissipated without a trace.
The person in front of him was none other than King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Yingji, who reigned for the longest time during the 56-year reign of Qin.
During his reign, he defeated the State of Chu and made it difficult to find a male in the State of Zhao who had never been raped. He was the devil of the Warring States Period.
"Here I am."
Ying Ji smiled kindly and grabbed Ying Chengjiao's hand that was slapping on the table. Before he even touched it, he said with a distressed look:
"Does it hurt? It's because this broken table is too hard. I want someone to spread three layers of animal skin on it, so it won't hurt next time you hit me. Wait a moment, I'll ask someone to get some ice from Lingyin, and it won't hurt when you apply it."
Ice cubes were an extremely luxurious product in this era.
When the temperature of heaven and earth did not reach zero degrees, only the royal family and the greatest nobles could enjoy ice.
In the Qin State, where there were no refrigerators or cold storages, the royal family set up a special office to be responsible for collecting and storing ice.
The person in charge of ice and ice products in the government was called "Lingren".
The Ling people usually start collecting natural ice from December every winter and transport it to an ice cellar called "Lingyin" for storage, and then take it out for use in June or July of the following year.
Some insulating materials such as leaves and reed mats would be piled on the ice in the ice cellar to seal the cellar opening, so that when the King of Qin wanted ice, there would not be a puddle of water.
The Book of Songs records in July: On the second day, ice is chopped, and on the third day, ice is stored in the shady place.
That's what I'm talking about.
These precious ice cubes were mostly used in times of fever or severe heat. Even when Yingji was sweating profusely during the hottest days of summer, he resisted the urge to take any ice cubes and instead took a cold bath with well water to cool down.
But now, he slammed the table and planned to ask someone to get some ice for his great-grandson.
The only person in the entire Qin State who could receive such treatment was Prince Cheng Jiao.
"No need to be like that, Grandfather, I don't feel any pain, you can see my palm is not red or swollen."
Ying Chengjiao turned his wrist, and the white on it showed a healthy redness, without any of the bright red caused by broken capillaries and congestion.
Yingji bent down and looked at it carefully, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.
After a while, he laughed.
"That's true. How did you do that? I was really shocked when I heard the sound. When the news came back that Bai Qi won the Battle of Changping, I was not as shocked as this time."
Ying Chengjiao smiled like a child who had come home to show off after getting first place in the exam.
"Cheng Jiao is a martial arts master, so what's the big deal? Even if I smash this table into pieces, my palm will not be hurt at all."
Yingji raised his head slightly, tilted his neck back, held his great-grandson's hand, and said in surprise:
"Oh? So powerful? Try shaking my hand."
Ying Chengjiao exerted a little force, slowly increasing the strength, and the fit between their palms became higher and higher...
"That's enough, that's enough. If you keep shaking my hand, I will only be able to practice writing with my left hand. Before I master it, all the memorials submitted to me will have to be approved by you, little kid."
Ying Chengjiao let go of his hand.
"Grandfather, am I strong enough?"
Yingji relaxed his right palm. The slight pain was nothing compared to the joy in his heart.
His face was all smiles and he kept nodding his head.
"Powerful, powerful."
Rubbing his right hand with his left hand , he looked his great-grandson up and down carefully, smiling brightly.
"My son has finally grown up."
Walking around the table, Yingji held down his great-grandson who was about to stand up to give him his seat.
"Before you sat on this throne, you had to be supported by me, otherwise you would not be satisfied . Now you can sit on it firmly by yourself. Good, really good, my son, finally became the king of the Qin Dynasty."
Pressing his great-grandson's shoulders, Yingji slowly bent down, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"How can a king of a country dream in the palace? I know that Jiao'er didn't mean it, there must be a reason for this. Tell grandfather, why is this?"
Ying Chengjiao curled the corners of his mouth but said nothing. He was not sure he could say a word without crying.
There are many people in this world who are good to him.
There was only one person who doted on him the most, unreasonably and unconditionally, and that was his grandfather, King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Ying Ji.
Except for the speech he made when he was four years old, saying that he wanted to pursue equality, freedom, and establish a Qin State that was people-oriented, which made his grandfather really angry and he massacred the Xianyang Palace with blood.
His grandfather never really got angry with him again, and no matter what he said or did, his grandfather trusted him unconditionally.
My Qiaoer is definitely not wrong. If my Qiaoer really made a mistake, there must be a reason behind it.
This doting continued until the death of Yingji.
The royal family of each country has always passed on the throne to test the ability of the successor in order to strengthen the country.
However, King Zhaoxiang of Qin skipped two generations. In order to allow his great-grandson to succeed smoothly, he worked back through the direct lineage and selected King Xiaowen of Qin, Ying Zhu, and King Zhuangxiang of Qin, Ying Zichu.
My son, Jiao, is the natural king and the long-term ruler of the Qin State. You two must manage the Qin State for him before Jiao comes of age.
"Did your grandfather scare you? You are so timid that you are unfit to be the King of Qin."
Yingji wiped his great-grandson's eyes with his black sleeve, pointed at the water stain on his sleeve and said:
"Look, look, what is this? Tears! Fortunately, I did not issue a decree that 'adult men who cry without reason should be sent to the government', otherwise I would have to go to Xianyang Prison to see Jiao'er. Could this be a new trick of mine? Can your tears turn into rivers, lakes and seas to swallow up the world and drown those rebels?"
Ying Chengjiao was amused by his serious grandfather, just like when he was a child and was amused by his grandfather shaking a rattle.
"Grandpa is still as funny as ever."
"Who is joking with you? I really thought it was your new trick."
Yingji lifted the cloak behind him and shook his hands suddenly to both sides behind him. A strong wind brought a black wave that floated in the air for a moment and covered half of the long table.
Ying Ji, who was sitting at the table, was almost the same height as Ying Chengjiao. He held his hands in front of him. Only then did he no longer look like a kindly grandfather, but the great devil of the Warring States Period who suppressed the Chu barbarians and defeated the powerful Zhao!
"Tell me why you feel sleepy."
"Meng Ao and Wang Xi, who were left by my grandfather, have both passed away. My eldest grandfather and my grandfather died early. Over the years, no one has trusted me as much as my grandfather did. I am very tired and exhausted. I don't know what all this is for. I said that I do things without asking for gratitude from others, but the almost unrewarded efforts make me really don't want to go on. The foreign threat has just been resolved, and Ying Zheng's fake death has aroused domestic threats among the six countries. I really don't want to sit on this throne. I am not prepared at all..."
Ying Chengjiao spoke word by word, talking about whatever came to his mind, with his hands on his forehead.
What he wanted to do was obviously beneficial to the people, but he did not get the support of the people.
The only supporters around him left him one by one as time passed.
This world is not a single-player game for him alone. The never-ending resistance makes him unable to see the end, and the people who block his way are all heroes who can be ranked among the top in the history of China for 5,000 years.
Guiguzi, Zhang Liang, Chen Ping, Xiang Yu...
These people have unavoidable historical limitations, but they are able to maximize the capabilities of this era.
Although Guiguzi didn't know that there would be airplanes that could carry people into space and mobile phones that could make calls and video calls thousands of miles away in the future, this did not prevent him from amplifying the First Emperor's desire to solve the remnants of the Six Kingdoms as soon as possible, and guiding the First Emperor to fake his death and detonate the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, so that Ying Chengjiao could take the throne as soon as possible.
Ying Chengjiao had been looking forward to fighting with these historical celebrities.
He found topics to debate right and wrong with the diplomat Dun Ruo, discussed law with Han Fei, the first Legalist, and discussed what Confucianism should be like with Xunzi, who always regarded himself as a disciple of Confucianism but was not recognized by traditional Confucianism.
We had a great conversation.
Regardless of winning or losing, he could always get inspiration. He thought that this was a fight. He made the disciples look at him in surprise, and the disciples also admired him greatly.
He now understood that although those were true words, his empty talk was just a joke.
The Lanling massacre and the First Emperor’s fake death on Mount Tai.
This is the method used by the philosophers when they get serious.
"Without Jiao'er, Zichu would not be king, and neither would Zhu. This throne is what I have reserved for you, and you must sit on it. If you had told me earlier that you did not want to sit on this throne, I would have killed you long ago."
Ying Chengjiao raised his head from his hands and looked at his grandfather in astonishment, unable to believe what he heard.
King Zhaoxiang of Qin had a blank expression on his face.
"If you are not the King of Qin, I will not allow you to live in this world. I am worried. Back then, my father made Dangge the King of Qin. He almost killed me to prevent the Qin State from turmoil and the struggle for the throne. In the end, he couldn't bear to do it and sent me to the State of Yan. If you are ten times, a hundred times, or , I will never let you, a big trouble, stay."
Ying Chengjiao listened in a daze, then slowly leaned back, revealing the black bird with its neck raised on his chest. He took a long breath and chuckled, saying:
"I didn't expect that my grandfather would think so highly of Cheng Jiao. Is this a consolation to Cheng Jiao?"
Although King Zhaoxiang of Qin kept saying that he wanted to kill him, he felt much better. He hadn't felt so trusted without reservation for a long time.
"I speak from the bottom of my heart. Otherwise, why would I appoint a kid like you as the King of Qin twice?"
Yingji straightened his body slightly, and with his spine fully extended, he was half a head taller than his great-grandson who was leaning against the ground.
He looked down at her and said:
"But now seeing you like this, I wonder if I was blind. What does the death of one or two people mean? I killed 200,000 Zhao soldiers and still slept well and ate well.
"The frightened princes are my best snack, and the loneliness that is not understood often makes me laugh secretly at night.
"The world is full of ordinary people, they are just like cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs, and I was born to tame them.
"Why do we need them to understand? They are only fit to listen and do. Those who can do it live, and those who can't die. Not to mention Meng Ao and Wang Xi, Bai Qi and Wei Ran are also like this.
"I will call myself the Western Emperor if I want to. What does it matter if the emperor is still here? I am just waiting for him to express his dissatisfaction so that I can have an excuse to send troops. I have wanted to destroy Zhou since the day I ascended the throne.
"Dang Ge asked him for the tripod, but he refused to give it to him. Taking advantage of Dang Ge's eagerness to help Qin to move eastward, I lured Dang Ge to lift the tripod, saying that I would give it to Qin if he could lift it. As a result, Dang Ge, who treated me very well, died after lifting the tripod.
"I know that destroying Zhou will give the other lords an excuse, but I want revenge and I will transport the Nine Cauldrons back to Qin. Let those pigs and dogs who are also lords with me see clearly whether they are worthy or not. Let them know that I have the final say in this world.
"If you can't sit on this throne, stand up and give it back to me. I haven't sat on it long enough."
King Zhaoxiang of Qin took off the Qin sword from his waist and threw it into the hands of his great-grandson.
"You can commit suicide, and I will give you a lavish burial."
The heavy Qin King's sword was placed on his legs. Ying Chengjiao held the hilt with one hand and the scabbard with the other, applying a little force.
The flashing light of the bright sword flashed across his eyes, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Is this how Grandfather ordered Bai Qi to be executed?"
"Yes, he disobeyed my orders. All the soldiers in the army are proud to have served under Bai Qi. All the soldiers fought bravely after hearing his name. He disobeyed my orders and wanted to be a man instead of a dog. You can. Then go and die. A dead person is also a human being."
Ying Chengjiao returned the sword to its sheath and hung it around his waist.
"Grandfather could not listen to correct advice, and could not tolerate capable people. He expelled Marquis Rang, killed Lord Wu'an, dismissed Prime Minister Fan, and trapped Lord Gang Cheng... Grandfather was too narrow-minded. Cheng Jiao is indeed not suitable to be the King of Qin, but he is better than Grandfather."
Yingji narrowed his eyes and shook his tall crown slightly.
"Oh? Then I want to ask you, Han was the first to rebel. Chen Sheng and Wu Guang started an uprising with the slogan 'Are kings, princes, generals and ministers of different races?' In just over a month, they gathered more than a thousand scholars, and those willing to fight were already more than ten thousand. How do you plan to deal with them? Who will you send to fight them? Do you have any ideas? If they become stronger, they will capture Han and take over all the iron mines. If they restore the six kingdoms, they will have countless weapons and armor. Have you ever thought about this?"
Ying Chengjiao smiled faintly.
"Chen Sheng and Wu Guang are nothing to worry about. It will be a piece of cake to destroy them. There is no need to transfer generals from Guanzhong. I manage the Han area myself. I personally select the county magistrates and county lieutenants of each county. Once the troops of each county move, Zhang Chu will collapse and the two will be nothing but a joke."
Yingji snorted coldly.
"If that's the case, why not act quickly! The eyes of the world are on Han, the country next to Qin! If you don't destroy it quickly, the rebels will underestimate Qin! Their wolfish ambitions will breed countless people!"
