"Who? Who is talking?" Ying Zheng was immediately shocked.
It was a voice he had never heard before, but it seemed to be ringing deep in his mind, and he couldn't tell where the source was.
Anxiously, Ying Zheng looked around, trying to find the trace of the person who spoke.
However, all he could move now were his eyes. Ying Zheng tried his best to search the room with his peripheral vision, but still found no sign of the stranger.
"What happened has come to this, have you ever regretted it?"
Qin Tian's voice sounded again.
"Great Qin's eternal foundation fell short, and the second generation died. Have you ever regretted that your methods were too radical?"
Ying Zheng did not answer Qin Tian's question, but asked anxiously.
"Who are you? Where are you?"
"If you can hear my voice, help me kill those two traitors Zhao Gaolisi!"
"I will definitely grant you the title of Jiu Qing in the future and place you among the princes!"
Ying Zheng promised countless benefits one after another, only asking Qin Tian to give him a helping hand and help him get out of the current predicament.
"Is this what you still think about now?" Qin Tian sighed slightly.
Vaguely, Ying Zheng seemed to hear a little disappointment in Qin Tian's tone.
Finally, Ying Zheng seemed to calm down.
"Who are you? Could it be..."
There was a hint of anxiety in Ying Zheng's tone: "No matter who you are, all you want is fame and fortune. As long as you can help me, I can give you anything!"
"Beauty, power, wealth, fame..."
"I'm obsessed with it, I'm obsessed with it." Qin Tian became more and more disappointed.
"Where do you think you got that elixir of life?"
Ying Zheng was silent.
After a while, he finally understood...
It turns out that I have been searching for immortals all my life, but the immortal is right in front of me, and I am blind and not the true face of Lushan.
"It turns out...it's you!"
Ying Zheng's breathing quickened.
A conjecture emerged in his mind.
"Immortal, please immortal, please save me! Save my country, Great Qin!"
"Oh? Then tell me, how can I save Da Qin Jiangshan?"
Qin Tian, who was far away, said slowly.
If it weren't for the fact that he was the ancestral dragon Ying Zheng, if it were anyone else, Qin Tian would have walked away long ago.
Is it a pity that the Second Emperor of Qin Dynasty died?
An absolute pity.
As a descendant who traveled through time thousands of years later, even if he was an immortal, Qin Tian would try to imagine if Qin Shihuang had not died suddenly.
If the Qin Dynasty had not had its second generation, it would have perished.
Even if Ying Zheng really achieves immortality, what will the history of this world be like?
Although he had such an idea, Qin Tian, who had already embarked on the road of cultivating immortality, could not really do his best to help Qin Shihuang stabilize the Qin Dynasty.
Cultivation is something that goes against nature, so on the road to practice, you need to pay more attention to cause and effect, and pay attention to doing things according to your heart.
So that's what happened before.
If it weren't for Meng Tian, I'm afraid Ying Zheng would never have heard any news about the elixir of life in his life.
But now, although Ying Zheng is only a stone's throw away from the elixir of life, this distance has become an insurmountable barrier for him.
This can only mean that Ying Zheng has no connection with the elixir of life. Even Qin Tian cannot give a second elixir to Ying Zheng.
It has nothing to do with whether he wants to or not, but whether he is rich or not, it's just that he can't do it.
There are so many wise monarchs, is it possible that Qin Tian wants to help every one of them?
Therefore, this is all he can do.
If he can get it, it means that this person is destined to have the elixir of longevity, so it would be a good idea to give him a fortune.
But since the other party has no life to grasp this fate, it can only be said that he has no chance of cultivating immortality.
"Can...can you please give me another elixir of life now..."
"or……"
Ying Zheng's tone became increasingly difficult, and he seemed to know how unreasonable his request was.
"Or, please ask the immortal to help me get the elixir. My dear, I am willing..."
Ying Zheng wanted to make some promises, but found that the promises he could make were not attractive to Qin Tian.
What can he do? What does Qin Tian need?
What's more, the other party is a dignified immortal. Not only did he ask for one portion of the elixir of longevity, he actually wanted a second portion? !
Even if he takes a step back and asks the immortal to help him get it... why? Just because he is the emperor?
Ying Zheng didn't think he had such a big face.
"Let me get it for you... It's not impossible." Qin Tian's words made Ying Zheng fall into ecstasy, but then he realized that there was something in Qin Tian's words.
"but why?"
Ying Zheng was speechless.
Yes, why? Is it just because he is Ying Zheng? Is it just because he unified the six countries?
All his achievements seem to be worth mentioning in front of the immortal.
But Ying Zheng did not give up.
After such a long conversation, he finally calmed down and was no longer as anxious as before.
"I know that what I have achieved is not worth mentioning in the eyes of immortals."
Ying Zheng corrected his attitude and didn't even call himself me.
"But from a mortal perspective, my achievements are glorious? Isn't it?"
"I rule the world, the books and the chariots run on the same track, I concentrate all the power in my own hands, and rule the world!"
"I attacked the Xiongnu in the north, conquered the Baiyue in the south, combined the virtues of the three emperors, and surpassed the five emperors in merit. In this way, no one has ever called me emperor before!"
Ying Zheng wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted gently by Qin Tian.
"You only talked about your merits, but seemed to have forgotten your faults?"
"What should be said about your burning books and harassing Confucian scholars?"
Ying Zheng was silent for a moment: "Those are alchemists. They dare to fool me with false things. They should have thought of this day!"
"But in order to ensure the stability of your rule, you used this matter as an excuse. What should you say to the Confucian scholars affected?"
Ying Zheng stopped talking. He finally understood that there was indeed nothing he could hide from Qin Tian.
In front of the immortal, he has no secrets.
Qin Tian sighed slightly: "Do you know how many precious historical books, monuments and cultural relics disappeared in this disaster?"
"Just think that you are trying to stabilize your rule. I will not comment on this matter. You are the emperor, the most powerful person in the world. You must ensure that your rights are supreme. You are the only person in the world..."
"But what did the people do wrong?"
Qin Tian sighed slightly.
"You seem to have forgotten how Qin got to where it is today."
"The remaining heroes of the sixth generation of Fen, vigorously develop their strategies and control Yu Nei..."
Qin Tian repeated the first sentence: "The remaining heroes of the sixth generation, the remaining heroes of the sixth generation!"
"Have you forgotten the hard work and simplicity of your predecessors?"
Qin Tian shook his head slightly: "You are lost, Ying Zheng, you have lost yourself."
"After you have achieved unprecedented achievements, you can no longer lower your head and look at the people living in dust."
"Those who destroy the Six Kingdoms are the Six Kingdoms, not Qin. Those who belong to Qin are Qin, and are not the world... Ying Zheng, can you understand this truth?"
"The death of the Second Emperor of the Qin Dynasty is not due to the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, nor to the likes of Li Si, Zhao Gao, roosters, crowing dogs, and thieves, but to you, the only emperor in the ages, and the emperor who is unique among ten thousand!"
Qin Tian's words were like a bell, hitting Ying Zheng's heart hard one after another.
"You...why did you say that?"
Ying Zheng already had a suspicion in his mind, but he still raised questions.
It’s not that he couldn’t think of it, it’s that he didn’t dare to think about it!
"When we prosper, the people suffer; when we die, the people suffer too!"
"Indeed, the Great Wall, the Lingqu Canal... these are all your achievements, but after the war, what do the people need?"
"Recuperate and recuperate! Even if you are so eager to build so many things that are beneficial to the country, what about those shiny things that you are building so much for your own sake?"
Qin Tian sighed slightly and said: "When water is full, it will overflow. You should understand it better than me!"
"Pray for immortality, seek immortality and visit the Tao..."
"If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, if something is good above, it will be effective below..."
"Do you think that among the monarchs of all ages, you are the only one with people like Zhao Gaolisi?"
Qin Tian sneered: "No, everyone has such a person around them."
"They appear only because of you, because you need such people to appear by your side, so they appear."
"I need... for them to show up?"
Ying Zheng seemed a little confused.
"Because a truly wise minister will only tell you: Don't seek immortality and seek immortality, don't seek immortality, let alone build large-scale construction projects, and don't waste people and money!"
"But you will never listen to their opinions." Qin Tian said lightly: "Because you are the only emperor among ten thousand, because you are the only one in the Ninth Five-Year Plan!"
"What you want to hear is not these nonsense words about worrying about the country and the people. What you want is the one-of-a-kind, unique supreme status!"
"So Zhao Gao is here, so Li Si is here too."
"But...but I obviously sought immortality, didn't I?"
Ying Zheng didn't say it out loud, but his thoughts were written on his face. Even Qin Tian, who was thousands of miles away, could still see it clearly.
"Yes, you did seek immortality, but what will be the outcome?"
Qin Tian said casually: "You can give yourself ten thousand excuses to convince yourself that seeking immortality is a last resort."
"You have no time. The child is not growing up fast enough. The remnants of the Six Kingdoms are determined to destroy me, the Qin Dynasty..."
"You have countless excuses to convince yourself to find the elixir of life. You can even convince other people because they are your ministers and your generals."
"But... you can't convince me, and you can't convince your own heart!"
"That's why you become more cruel and less able to see the people below who are sinking into the dust."
"Old Qin people..." Qin Tian seemed to be mocking: "Look at how many Old Qin people there are in Great Qin now?"
"How many of those old Qin people who followed you to conquer the world have seen the current time?"
Qin Tian's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Ying Zheng's heart.
When no one said it, or no one dared to say it, Ying Zheng might still be able to deceive himself.
But after Qin Tian pierced this layer of window paper, he could no longer deceive his heart.
Yes, Qin Shihuang did make great contributions to Daxia, but when evaluating a person, you should not only look at his achievements, but also the mistakes he made.
Everyone makes mistakes, even a saint like Confucius still makes mistakes.
Merits and faults cannot offset each other, merit is merit, and wrong is wrong.
Qin Shihuang indeed created a great foundation and set the tone for future emperors.
But the problem is that he was too mediocre in his later years.
Needless to say, there is no need to say too much about seeking immortals and visiting Taoism. There is a lot of construction work, which wastes money and people, Lishan Tomb, Epang Palace...
That is not something that wastes people and money, not to mention that in order to lay down his great foundation, Ying Zheng has to patrol the world.
The people's livelihood, which was already weak, was rapidly declining during these inspections.
If they could really have enough to eat, which people would be willing to follow other people and do something that would make them lose their heads?
How many people died just building the Great Wall?
With mixed merits and demerits, is this the highest praise Qin Tian can give Ying Zheng?
Yes, he did create a great foundation, but what about the people?
Those unknown people, those soldiers who died on the battlefield? Who will remember them?
They are also someone’s husband, someone’s son, someone’s father…
Who can give them a fair evaluation?
They don't even ask to leave their names in history. They just want to have a good meal and strive for a future for their descendants.
But how many people can get what they want after sacrificing their lives?
Qin may have had it when it first conquered the six countries, but when everything settled, no one would be able to obtain it.
After embarking on the road of cultivating immortals, what Qin Tian saw in his eyes was no longer the great men and emperors who appeared briefly in the long history.
In his eyes, more and more people are nameless beings.
Cultivation of immortality does not mean cutting off human nature, but replacing small love with big love.
Although he went against heaven, Qin Tian's heart accommodated the people of the world.
No matter how great an emperor's achievements are, the only and most important factor in history's evaluation of him is whether he can keep the people fed!
History books can deceive people, and scholars can also spread false knowledge, but people's word of mouth cannot deceive people.
An emperor who is truly good to the people will be famous for a long time without the need for history books.
Even if no one remembers what he did, these people will still appear in storybooks, legends, and bedtime stories of common people's children.
Qin Tian looked at the seal that was deep in thought and sighed slightly.
"It's entirely your fault that you've reached this point..."
"Am I... wrong?" Ying Zheng seemed a little confused.
He doesn't know how to deal with himself now.
"If that's the case, then I'll let you see it with your own eyes..." Qin Tian said softly: "Look at Da Qin's... bleak future."
Qin Tian gently waved his sleeves, and a ray of light traveled thousands of miles and came to Ying Zheng.
This ray of light traveled thousands of miles, but no one found any trace of it along the way, not even Zhao Gaolisi outside the account.
(End of chapter)
