The East China Sea night pearl on the wall exuded a gleaming light, and all the palace residents were pushed back by Qin Shihuang. He was obviously the only one in the huge and glorious palace, but an inexplicable sound rang out.
Qin Shihuang's eyes, clouded by long-term illness, suddenly flashed with sharp light, "Who is it?!"
Just when he was about to call the guards to come in, Qin Shihuang was stunned when he saw the familiar green shadow.
For a moment, it seemed that he was not in a dune palace, but at the top of Mount Tai. The mountain wind was whistling by, and the gears of fate were turning at this moment, bringing life to the desperate situation.
Qin Shihuang's pale face showed rare excitement, "Demon Immortal!"
After becoming an emperor, Qin Shihuang rarely showed his emotions. The expression he showed now was enough to show his mood. Because he was too excited, another violent cough broke out in his throat.
"But you still remember our agreement."
Looking at those unfathomable green eyes with a mysterious light, Qin Shihuang felt that his heart skipped a beat. The emperor of all ages actually became a little nervous, and he took a deep breath.
"Of course I remember it. I don't dare to forget it one day."
He had been waiting for so long just for this day.
"The Great Qin Empire still needs me. I still have too many things to complete. If I can live forever, I will surely bless the world and continue the destiny of our country for a hundred or even a thousand years!"
Even though he was terminally ill, Qin Shihuang never forgot his great achievements and ambitions. He planned the future territory, but did not see Ye Qin's complicated expression.
The situations of Qin Shihuang and Zuo Ci were different. What Zuo Ci wanted was just simple immortality, but Qin Shihuang wanted too much longevity.
"I'm afraid that won't work."
Qin Shihuang's eyes were stunned, "Why is this? Aren't the demons and immortals here to fulfill the promise of immortality?"
"The immortality you want is to gain eternal life in this era. Obviously this goes against history. Your death is a foregone conclusion. I can allow you to accept human incense offerings and live forever in the world a thousand years from now."
With the help of the power of Shangqing Guan, Ye Qin brought Zuo Ci to future generations, where he could enjoy the incense in the world and one day be able to attain the Great Dao. This is a different kind of immortality.
He had already died in Zuo Ci's time. Even if he was resurrected in the future, it would be a hundred years later. A thousand years later, it would not have any impact on established history.
But if Ye Qin really agrees to Qin Shihuang's request, the entire Qin Dynasty will change because of him in the future, and it will involve not only Qin Shihuang, but the fate of the whole world.
Ye Qin has not yet cultivated to the point where he can change history. Once the cause and effect is too deeply involved, it will be meaningless to his practice and may even suffer backlash. What's more, this is not just the cause and effect of one person, I am afraid that even the way of heaven will not be able to do so. allow.
Hearing Ye Qin's words, the light in Qin Shihuang's eyes gradually extinguished, "Will there still be Qin in a thousand years?"
"Of course there is none."
Not to mention the Qin State, the entire feudal dynasty was destroyed and submerged in the clouds of history.
This answer was expected by Qin Shihuang. Throughout history, no dynasty is immortal, and the same is true for Xia, Shang and Zhou. The demise of one dynasty heralds the rise of another dynasty.
"Then when will Qin be destroyed?"
Looking at Qin Shihuang's pale face, Ye Qin couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
Historical records record that after the death of Qin Shihuang, the Qin State was in turmoil. Hu Hai usurped the throne and forced Fusu, Meng Yi, Meng Tian, etc. to death. Cholera, caused by Zhao Gao's treacherous ministers, kicked off the troubled times.
"The third generation of Qin died."
These few words were like a sharp sword, piercing Qin Shihuang's heart.
Qin Shihuang's eyes were blank, and he murmured to himself in disbelief, "How could it be three generations! Our mighty Qin Empire only existed for three short generations!"
The fishy smell rolled in his throat, and a smell of rust filled his mouth. Qin Shi Huang unexpectedly coughed up a large mouthful of blood on the ground. Red pieces of flesh could be seen in the blood, like organ fragments.
Qin Shihuang showed a wry smile and said sadly: "If there is no Qin State, then what is the point of my immortality——"
His eyes fell on Ye Qin, like a drowning man grabbing the last life-saving straw, "Demon Immortal, you have great supernatural powers and are knowledgeable about the past and the present. I don't want this immortality, but is it possible to help me extend my life for the Qin Dynasty?"
Ye Qin shook his head, "The destruction of the Qin State is the general trend. Even if you have the power to reach the sky and the earth, you can't change it, because this is a change of times."
After a slight pause in his tone, Ye Qin said in a deep voice: "Do you want this eternal life, or do you want the world?"
Since ancient times, you can't have your cake and eat it too.
Qin Shihuang did not answer. He pursued immortality not for the sake of glory, wealth and enjoyment. He just felt that if he died, what would happen to the dawn of the world?
He wants to live forever just to protect the world of Great Qin!
He hoped that the Qin Dynasty could last for thousands of generations, leave a name in history, and be praised by others, but Ye Qin told him that "the third generation of Qin died."
If Qin no longer exists, what is the meaning of his immortality?
This eternal emperor still can't let go.
Looking at Qin Shihuang's tangled and complicated expression, Ye Qin sighed deeply, "You still can't see through the truth. It doesn't matter, you and I are still destined, so I'll give you another good fortune."
The moment the words fell, a ray of white light penetrated Qin Shihuang's body, and Ye Qin also disappeared, leaving Qin Shihuang's eyes filled with sorrow, and then he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Zhao Gao and others were guarding the door and vaguely heard voices coming from inside the room. It seemed that Qin Shihuang was talking to someone.
Everyone looked at each other with confused expressions.
Obviously when they left, there was no one else in the room except Qin Shihuang.
"Strange, who is your Majesty talking to?"
They guarded the door and no one went in. Moreover, Qin Shihuang also had an oral order. No one could go in without his order.
After a while, the human voice disappeared again. Zhao Gao listened for a while. It was incredibly quiet, as if there was no one in the room.
Unable to suppress his inner curiosity, he knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty?"
There was silence in the room, and no one responded, even after shouting several times in a row.
"Did something happen to Your Majesty?"
"But His Majesty said that we cannot break in without his order."
"If His Majesty has three advantages and two disadvantages, we can't bear it even if we have more heads."
"Your Majesty is offended."
The servants could no longer control so much. After confessing their sins, they pushed the door open and saw Qin Shihuang fainting on the ground. There was another chaos of war and the imperial doctor diagnosed and treated him.
Since that night, Qin Shihuang's health deteriorated.
The third generation of Qin died. Just a few words, like a shadow, shrouded Qin Shihuang's heart. He was already depressed in his heart. Coupled with multiple blows, even the most precious panacea could not heal this broken body.
The atmosphere inside the palace was low, as if there was an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts. For several days, the sky was gloomy, and there was a tendency for a mountain rain to come.
On this day, Qin Shihuang had a rare moment of sobriety. He felt deeply that he did not have much time. He reluctantly got out of bed and said, "I want to issue an edict."
Zhao Gao quickly helped Qin Shi Huang to the desk and asked calmly: "Which young master does your Majesty prefer? Mr. Fu Su is kind, but Mr. Hu Hai is quite like your majesty."
Qin Shihuang raised his head and glanced at him lightly, his gaze was chilling. Even for an emperor who was suffering from illness, the pressure on him should not be underestimated.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Zhao Gao turned pale and fell to his knees with a thud, "You deserve to die!"
The coldness above his head was almost taking shape. Zhao Gao's heart beat like a drum for a moment, regretting that he had been too reckless.
The emperor's will never allowed others to spy on him. Even if Qin Shihuang's health was not good now, he would still be the iron-blooded emperor who killed decisively.
If Qin Shihuang knew his thoughts, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thinking of this, Zhao Gao couldn't help but shudder.
Qin Shihuang did not speak and allowed Zhao Gao to kowtow and confess. After the edict was completed, he said, "Okay, get up."
"If one day something unexpected happens to me, you will take out this edict to order the world."
"Here."
Zhao Gao held the edict in his hand and saluted respectfully. The moment he lowered his head, his eyes were filled with strange emotions. Unfortunately, the emperor, who was resting with his eyes closed, did not see it.
The aroma of medicine in the palace became stronger and stronger, and decoctions were continuously delivered to Qin Shihuang's bedroom, but his condition did not improve at all, and it was even very difficult to get out of bed at the end.
Qin Shihuang was lying on the bed, his face pale and breathless. Various pictures appeared in his mind, including the meteorite falling from the sky, the celestial phenomena that illuminated the heart, and the mysterious jade.
The last person to appear was Ye Qin.
"I'm not willing to give in."
As the last word fell, his eyes gradually became gray and he slowly closed his eyes. When the palace officials went to deliver the soup and medicine, the person lying on the bed did not respond for a long time.
Zhao Gao looked at the figure lying on the bed and carefully stretched out his hand to check his breathing. There was no life left.
This self-proclaimed emperor of the Three Emperors of Virtue, who had more merit than the Five Emperors, finally came to the end of his life.
"Your Majesty is buried!"
Zhao Gao's voice was a little sad, but if he looked carefully, his expression was not very sad, "Send my order to block the news, and please quickly invite Mr. Li Si to come for discussion!"
As Qin Shihuang's trusted chamberlain, he had great power in his hands, and everyone subconsciously followed his orders.
With the death of Qin Shihuang, a huge conspiracy shrouded the entire Dune Palace.
…
When Qin Shihuang opened his eyes again, he felt light all over and was actually floating in the air. He looked a little surprised and felt confused for a moment, "Am I dead?"
But if he died, how could he still be conscious?
He shuttled through the palace, and the people who came and went looked in a hurry, but no one could see him. He could faintly hear crying, and key words such as "Your Majesty is dead."
"Is this what the demon fairy said, another good fortune?"
Qin Shihuang's guess was correct. It was precisely because of Ye Qin's magical powers that he was able to exist in the world as a soul. Although his physical body died, his soul body still had consciousness and could see what happened after his death with his own eyes.
"I don't know what will happen to the empire after I die. The demon fairy said that the third generation of Qin died. That boy Fusu has a kind and righteous temperament and does not like war. Under his governance, the Qin country should not be too bad. Why did it end up like this? situation."
Qin Shihuang had doubts, but his doubts were soon answered.
There was no crown prince at that time, and Li Si was worried that if the news spread, the princes would compete for the throne, which would undermine stability and affect the Qin Empire, so he blocked the news of Qin Shihuang's death.
But he never thought that this would give Zhao Gao room to maneuver.
Transformed into a soul and returned to heaven, wandering around the world.
Ying Zheng saw with his own eyes that Zhao Gao persuaded Li Si, and the two conspired to tamper with the imperial edict. In order to prevent the loss of power, he instead promoted Hu Hai to the throne!
Just because Hu Hai is easier to control than Fusu and is suitable to be a puppet in their hands.
Since Qin Shihuang died in the palace, Li Si, Zhao Gao and others did not announce the funeral secretly. They ordered a long journey back to Xianyang and placed Qin Shihuang's body in a car, accompanied by hundreds of officials.
Wherever they went, everyone was still eating and performing as before, and only a few people knew about Qin Shihuang's death.
A mighty luxury motorcade was walking on the road, the flags were waving, and the bright red Qin characters were eye-catching and dazzling. This was Qin Shihuang's parade, and it was extremely spectacular.
The people watching looked in awe, but some people frowned, "Did you smell a strange smell?"
"There seems to be a smell, like something stinks."
The most important thing is that these peculiar smells are emanating from the carriage. The people are surprised and confused, how can there be such a smell inside the emperor's carriage.
The entourage explained: "His Majesty likes to eat seafood recently. This is the smell of abalone and sea cucumber."
The people didn't suspect anything. The weather was hot at this time, and many things would emit odors if not stored properly. The preservation methods at this time could be said to be rough.
They had no idea that in this smelly carriage, there was their "Emperor" lying in it.
Zhao Gao and others rushed back to Xianyang as soon as possible. In order to hide the truth and avoid future troubles, and fearing the large army in the hands of Meng Tian and Meng Yi, Zhao Gao even forged a posthumous edict and ordered Fu Su to commit suicide in the name of being unkind and unfilial. Then he elected Hu Haiden God bit.
Qin Shihuang's eyes were red and he was furious as he looked at each incident.
"How dare you, Shuzi!"
Qin Shihuang was so angry that he couldn't do anything because he was just a soul now, even if he wanted to eat the flesh and blood of these two people alive.
Qin Shihuang's resentment can almost form a substance, but it cannot bring substantial harm to Zhao Gao, Li Si and others.
If it weren't for Ye Qin, he would have disappeared between heaven and earth long ago, so how could he watch the development of events behind him with his soul body.
No one can stop the pace of history. In 210 BC, Fusu committed suicide. In the same year, Hu Hai ascended the throne and was called the Second Emperor of Qin.
In order to avoid long nights and many dreams, Hu Hai was placed in the highest position before Qin Shihuang's body was buried in the imperial mausoleum. After all, Zhao Gao and Li Si all knew that this dragon chair was not justified in its name.
In the palace of the King of Qin, drums, music and sheng were played, and the lights were brightly lit.
Hu Hai was sitting on the dragon chair, with no trace of grief on his face. Logically speaking, Qin Shi Huang was buried in heaven and the whole country was mourning. He should observe filial piety for Qin Shi Huang. However, for Hu Hai, who only knew how to enjoy himself, that was basically impossible.
The ministers did not dare to dissuade him. All those who had dissuaded him before were cut in half. Blood flowed all over the court and could not be washed away for days and nights. Hu Hai's violence and cruelty put everyone in the Qin Palace in danger, and the government was in full control. In the hands of Zhao Gao.
Hu Hai was greedy for pleasure, and even refused to give instructions on memorials, leaving everything to Zhao Gao. He was happy to see Hu Hai like this, so naturally he would not say anything, and would even add fuel to the fire and fan the flames.
Zhao Gao has become a being who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
"Trash! Bastard!"
Qin Shihuang was angry that he would not fight, and cursed Hu Hai countless times. Unfortunately, Yin and Yang were separated, so Hu Hai could not hear it at all.
"I finally know why the demon immortal said that the third generation of Qin was dead."
Hu Hai had just ascended the throne, and Qin Shihuang had already foreseen the future.
"The one who destroyed Qin was Hu Ye."
"Now, I finally understand the meaning of this sentence, but it's a pity that it's too late."
Qin Shihuang once sent Lu Sheng, a native of Yan State, into the sea to seek immortality. He presented a book with illustrations promoting fortune telling, and a prophecy was written on it.
At that time, Qin Shihuang thought that "Hu" refers to the Hu people. He attacked the Xiongnu in the north to eliminate Qin's troubles, and built the Great Wall to prevent the Hu people from invading south.
Hu Hai, who was sitting on the dragon chair, felt a little cold for some reason. He shook his body subconsciously. Even though the doors and windows around him were tightly closed, he still felt an inexplicable coldness.
The candlelight swayed in the wind and fell on the wall. The huge palace of King Qin actually seemed full of ghosts. Faintly in it, he seemed to see the figure of Qin Shihuang, glaring at him!
"Ghost!"
With a scream, Hu Hai was so frightened that he rolled down from the dragon chair, and even the imperial crown on his head was a little crooked.
The dance music stopped suddenly, and the servants looked at each other, not knowing what had happened. They hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Hu Hai held up his crown and looked around. He saw that everything was normal and there was no ghost. He swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm: "When will my father be buried?"
"Si Tianjian said that the 28th of this month is a good day and a good day for burial."
Hu Hai frowned, "Twenty-eight? Doesn't that mean we have to wait ten days? It's too late, he will be buried tomorrow!"
"If I were to be buried tomorrow, wouldn't it be a rush? I'm afraid there would be some inconsiderations."
The chamberlain on the side caught a glimpse of Hu Hai's almost murderous expression, and immediately did not dare to speak again.
Hu Hai looked violent, "I said tomorrow is tomorrow!"
As the words fell, there was a dull sound.
"boom!"
The door to the dormitory was suddenly opened, but no one felt any wind. For some reason, everyone felt the biting coldness when looking at the deep cold night outside.
Hu Hai was so frightened that his eyes were splitting.
Qin Shihuang stared at Hu Hai from the side, only hating that he was not capable enough to kill this traitor.
He sighed quietly, "This is all God's will!"
At this moment, Qin Shihuang seemed to understand something. He hoped that the Demon Immortal could continue the fate of the Qin Dynasty, but he never thought that there were some things that neither he nor the Demon Immortal could change.
call!
In an instant, strong winds blew up, carrying his spirit body and flying into the distance. The furnishings in the dormitory were blown to and fro. Hu Hai clung to the pillar next to him, and it could be said that he had no image at all.
The sudden strong wind frightened him so much that he shouted loudly: "Escort me!"
Countless guards filed in, but they were also blinded by the wind and sand, and almost couldn't walk.
This strange wind blew several beams down, and even almost hit Hu Hai. Strangely enough, the surrounding area was normal, with no sign of wind and sand. Even the palace just a few steps away was safe and sound. The dormitory hall where Du Huhai was located suffered disaster.
"That's weird, check it out quickly!"
…
at the same time.
To the east of the Qin Dynasty, on the top of Mount Tai, the first ray of dawn broke through the darkness before dawn, and the sky in the east gradually turned from pitch black to fish belly white.
The clouds and mist reflected thousands of rays of rays of light. In the golden sea of clouds, the sun's disk opened a corner, like countless golden dragons going out to sea. It was really majestic.
Ye Qin looked at Qin Shihuang's illusory spirit body, as if he had been waiting for a long time. He seemed to have known that Qin Shihuang would come.
"You came."
Qin Shihuang bowed respectfully to Ye Qin, his eyes full of piety and awe, "Thank you to the demon fairy for this opportunity, which allowed me to finally break through the fog."
Ye Qin nodded, his eyes showing a bit of appreciation, and it was not in vain that he gathered Qin Shihuang's soul and allowed Qin Shihuang to see what happened behind him.
"Do you want immortality? Or do you want the world?"
Ye Qin asked the previous question again.
At this moment, Qin Shihuang already had the answer in his heart. After his death, from his anger when he saw Zhao Gaolisi's conspiracy to his helplessness when Hu Hai tampered with the imperial edict and succeeded to the throne, his mood could be said to be ups and downs.
But it was precisely this that finally allowed him to let go of his obsession and the ancient empire.
Now his heart has returned to calm, and his deep pupils are calm, with an open-mindedness that understands the world.
"No dynasty is everlasting. I once wanted to create a prosperous empire, but now it seems that it is all in vain. The demon fairy is right. The general trend is unchangeable."
"I am willing to follow the demon immortal and obtain the path to immortality!"
Ye Qin nodded, "Give you a different kind of immortality. If there is a chance, the Great Qin Dynasty may reappear."
Qin Shihuang looked excited. He never expected that such a chance encounter would happen again. He bowed to Ye Qin and said, "If there is such an opportunity, I would like to thank the demon fairy first."
The hazy mist enveloped Qin Shihuang, and a magnificent and simple Taoist temple appeared out of thin air on the sea of clouds, with black walls and gray tiles, mysterious and unpredictable.
Qin Shihuang stepped into the sky with his bare feet and walked slowly inside. He saw curls of green smoke igniting again inside the Taoist temple, rising into the sky and entering the ninth heaven.
He strode in, climbed onto the high platform, and sat down cross-legged, on the side of White Bones, side by side with Zuo Ci!
It is: the Immortal Throne of the Human Emperor. (End of chapter)
