"It hurts, it hurts so much!"
In a prison that smelled of decay, a young man curled up due to physical pain slowly raised his eyelids. These were a pair of eyes that were inappropriate for his age and full of vicissitudes of life. His eyes were full of fatigue, sorrow, and heartbreaking despair.
The young man's tired eyes glanced around painfully, then closed them heavily.
He knew he had traveled through time again.
This is the tenth time.
It will also be the last life.
A severe pain hit him, his body continued to tremble, and an inexplicable sense of separation hit his heart.
The young man gritted his teeth and steadied himself. He had long been accustomed to this situation and knew what was happening.
The memories of the previous life fade away, and the memories of this life come back.
...
"Great Qin, the thirty-fifth year of the First Emperor, the nobles of the Yan Kingdom, slandered the government..." Ji Heng slowly opened his eyes, his face was pale, but his eyes were firm. He already knew his identity in this life.
He is a nobleman of Yan State.
After the fall of Yan State, the entire Ji family was moved to Xianyang.
Half a year ago, the predecessor of this body, together with some alchemists and Confucian scholars, gathered together to slander the First Emperor and the Qin government. This was known to the court. The First Emperor was furious and was imprisoned for "causing evil words to mess with the head of Guizhou."
After the fall, he will be trapped and killed together with more than 460 other people.
This life.
He was one of the "trapped Confucians" in later generations' mouth.
"It's only less than a month?"
Ji Heng raised his head and looked at the somewhat dim prison, feeling particularly calm. "Well, it's a blessing that we don't have to face the coming bleak and chaotic world."
"I have dedicated my life to the world for nine lifetimes, let this lifetime end like this."
"Manpower is ultimately no match for heaven."
"The world is too miserable!"
Ji Heng continued to curl up, found a relatively dry place, and slept with his clothes on.
Tonight, he slept peacefully and soundly.
He even had a dream, a very long dream.
I experienced nine lives in my dream.
The first generation was Lu Xiufu in the late Song Dynasty, the second generation was Wang Pu of the Later Zhou Dynasty in the Five Dynasties, the third generation was Tuotuo in the late Yuan Dynasty, the fourth generation was Huangfu Song in the late Han Dynasty, the fifth generation was Zhang Xutuo in the late Sui Dynasty, and the sixth generation was It was Sun Chuanting in the late Ming Dynasty.
The seventh generation was Huan Wen of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
In this life, he worked hard to conquer the North and unify the country. However, he was not only jealous of the emperor, but also plotted by all parties. When his body was weak, he finally developed resentment.
How can we possibly save the world with this group of foolish kings and deceitful ministers?
He developed a sense of self-reliance.
However, whenever he had the idea of independence, he would suddenly contract a serious illness. However, he was determined and unmoved, and still insisted on proclaiming himself emperor. However, when the ceremony of proclaiming emperor was arranged, he suddenly died suddenly.
I couldn't even sit on it until I died.
The eighth generation is Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms.
In this life, he is no longer eager to be born, but to restore his mentality in Longzhong.
After a period of adjustment, his mood returned to normal. Liu Bei's three visits to the thatched cottage finally moved him and he chose to become an official again.
After being tempered in the previous seven lives, his literary, Taoist and military skills have already reached the peak of his life. Now that the emperor and his ministers are united, he is confident that in this life he will be able to help the world and calm down the troubled times.
He practiced both internally and externally, captured Meng Huo seven times, conquered the Central Plains five times, and devoted himself to the Shu Han. However, he died in Wuzhangyuan due to overwork.
Success comes to an end.
The failure of the eighth life was a huge blow to him. In this life, all his energy was exhausted and his energy was lost.
The ninth life was Han Xie at the end of the Tang Dynasty. In this life, throughout his life, he was only doing human affairs and depending on destiny. After the fall of the Tang Dynasty, he did not choose to die for his country, but chose to live in seclusion and no longer interfere with worldly affairs.
He has completely given up on helping the world.
I no longer hope that after helping the world, I can return to modern times and live forever.
The memory of the ninth life flashed in my mind like a magic lantern, and then quickly disappeared like a bubble, leaving only some vague shadows.
...
Ten days later.
"There are still fifteen days before my death."
Ji Heng picked up a stone and added a horizontal line on the wall of the prison. Regarding his imminent death, he acted very calmly, even with a sense of relief.
At this time.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the prison.
A skinny jailer took long strides and came to Ji Heng's prison. He glanced at him coldly and opened the door of the prison. He said with amusement, "You are really lucky. You are appreciated by Mr. Ji. Mr. Ji's My father is in the imperial court, so hurry up and clean yourself up, Mr. Ji is waiting for you over there."
Ji Heng nodded, patted his clothes, and walked out of the prison.
Mr. Ji whom the jailer spoke of was someone he met in prison a few days ago.
This person seemed to have contradicted his father, and his father was angry and locked him up. He said he wanted to temper his temper, but in the end he was just soft-spoken and soft-hearted, only restricting his freedom. He still ate rice and meat every day. But it's enough to make people in prison jealous.
What they eat is unpalatable food.
Even glutinous rice can only be eaten by officials, Confucian scholars, alchemists and some nobles of the six countries who are in prison. As for the lower class scholars, nobles with declining family status and criminals who have been implicated in the whole clan, let alone glutinous rice. It would be nice to order the bran cake with rice crumbs.
The reason why he got in touch with Mr. Ji was not a complicated and bizarre process. It was just that when Mr. Ji was arguing with the Confucian scholar in prison a few days ago, he accidentally said something that made Mr. Ji listen. Pleasant words.
That's all.
At present, the Qin Dynasty is in danger, but many people in Guanzhong still respect the First Emperor very much, and this Young Master Ji is one of them.
It's just that Mr. Ji is young after all, so how can he be an opponent of a Confucian scholar who is well versed in verbal and verbal confrontations? After several confrontations, apart from being said to be red-faced and angry, he was so angry that he wanted to find someone to kill those Confucian scholars, but he used Confucian scholars have no choice.
The dying man, the invincible man!
Ji Heng just said, "I advise you not to scold Qin Shihuang" when the Confucian scholars were scolding him most fiercely.
His sparse and ordinary words would hardly attract attention in normal times, but he was in prison, and the prisoners in the prison were all Confucian scholars, alchemists, and nobles who were about to be executed by the First Emperor. And he was originally a noble of the Yan Kingdom, and since This aroused public outrage and was attacked by hundreds of people in prison. Not only was he called a traitor, he was also expelled from his 'nobility'.
Ji Heng was also a little annoyed after being scolded with fingers and noses.
He continued to refute a few words.
And his refutation of the vulgar opinions of the Confucian scholars was based on the classics and well-founded, which made Mr. Ji's eyes light up. He even took the initiative to invite him to drink and eat with him. He could exchange some knowledge for some meat and wine. In Ji Heng's view, It's a good deal.
When a person is about to die, why should he treat himself badly?
Back and forth.
The two have developed a certain friendship.
While strolling, Ji Heng arrived at a secluded cabin.
The people in the house seemed to hear the footsteps outside, but they did not go out to greet them. Only an excited voice came from the house.
"Ji Heng, it's time for you to talk about the 'Warring States Period, a great revolution in ancient and modern times'."
"I brought wine this time!"
ps: A new author, writing a book for the first time, I hope everyone will like it.
