The protagonist travels back to the time when Ying Zheng just ascended the throne. This scoundrel discovers that his strength increases dramatically every year.
Thus, the Great Qin gains a ki...
The wicked man was not a cultured person in his previous life, nor did he possess the extensive knowledge and cultural refinement to be well-versed in both ancient and modern times, but he was not illiterate either!
Throughout history, both in China and abroad, those who are arrogant and careless have never met a good end.
The United States, with its mere colonies and a history of just over two hundred years, has risen to the top of the world and become a hegemonic power, oppressing others everywhere and leaving others angry but unable to speak out.
In contrast, among other ancient civilizations, only China could barely rival them. What about the others?
What kind of life do Indians lead, living in one of the oldest civilizations?
They all wish they could lick the boots of this new nation that is less than three hundred years old, so why go to such lengths?
The closed-door policy of the Ming and Qing dynasties fully illustrates the consequences of conservatism and self-isolation.
However, the wheels of history keep turning, and we cannot always dwell on past glories or failures.
The Chinese nation has endured countless hardships, yet it has always stood strong because it eventually realized that it could no longer cling to its past glories and become obsessed with the past.
The wicked man sighed. He didn't talk about anything too profound; instead, he started by discussing the basics of clothing, food, shelter, and transportation.
"In the south there are barbarians, with tattooed faces, hence the name Jiaozhi!"
"There is a place called Xianglinyi, where the rice is early-maturing and drought-resistant. From sowing to harvest, it takes only about fifty days, and the yield is far higher than that of the rice in my Qin state."
"Do we have this?!"
"South of Jiaozhi, there is an abundance of various fruits and vegetables. It is no exaggeration to say that people there could lie still all day long and not starve to death."
"If the Mohists were to overcome this obstacle, they could extract rubber from the rubber tree, which has endless uses and will be an indispensable part of future civilization and progress in life."
"There is another thing called sugarcane, from which white sugar can be extracted. White sugar is an extremely important resource. A mouthful of white sugar can replenish the soldiers' strength at critical moments, help wounds heal, and has countless other benefits. It is an indispensable thing."
These words stunned all the officials in the court. Harvesting once every fifty days or so, and the yield is even higher than their own rice seeds. What does that mean?
A surge of emotion welled up in Ying Zheng's eyes, and his heart burned with fervor. If he could obtain such a thing, wouldn't there be no more starving corpses?
The wicked man, not giving them a chance to continue being shocked, said, "Leaving aside the south, further west in the Western Regions, there is the Jiushen Desert, which is rich in rare mineral resources such as gold and kerosene, which are inexhaustible."
"There are all sorts of things. Even if my Qin state were to unify the six states, I still wouldn't be able to find these things. And even if some of them existed, they would be extremely rare."
"If we can bring all these resources into our hands, how can our Great Qin not become rich and powerful?" the evil man continued, his voice filled with anticipation and confidence for the future.
"However, these resources are not easily obtained. Although Xianglinyi in the south has excellent rice varieties, it is thousands of miles away and is occupied by foreign tribes. To obtain it, one must have strong military power." The evil man's tone became serious.
"As for the gold and oil of the Western Regions, they are far away and the journey is arduous. It is difficult to reach them without the determination and courage of a hero cutting off his own arm." He looked around, his eyes revealing his longing for these resources.
At this point, the evil man's voice grew louder and louder, like a great bell, "Our Great Qin has grown stronger and stronger since Shang Yang's reforms, but if we want to truly become the hegemon of the world, we must continue to explore and make progress, and constantly absorb the strengths of foreign countries in order to remain invincible."
"In that case, would you still dare to look down on these so-called barbarians?"
The hall fell into a deathly silence. Those present seemed somewhat lost and disoriented, and no one even cared how the wicked husband knew all this!
Throughout its long and arduous history, countless emperors and ministers have worked diligently to govern the country, all for the sake of ensuring that their people have enough to eat.
But look at other people's?
You can lie still and not starve?
On what grounds? What exactly is their right?
At this moment, not only the entire court of officials, but even Ying Zheng felt a pang of sorrow in his heart, secretly lamenting the injustice of Heaven.
Why is it that hardworking people go hungry while lazy barbarians can idly do nothing?
The words of the wicked husband had an endless impact on him. He wished he could immediately mobilize a large army to conquer all these places and make them his own, so that his subjects could live such a good life.
"beat!"
"We must fight!"
"Beat them to death!"
"Heaven is unjust, treating all things as straw dogs. Since that is the case, then my Qin state shall use the sharpness of the Qin sword to plunder the world!"
"In an era of great contention, how can we not contend?"
Feng Jie suddenly roared, his eyes bloodshot, his teeth clenched, as if he had encountered his father's killer.
Feng Jie's words truly struck a chord with Ying Zheng and everyone present. At that moment, their gazes towards the wicked husband became intensely fervent.
I used to think that the wicked husband was too murderous and that it was against the natural order!
In retrospect, the villain was far too soft-hearted. How could the number one assassin in Qin be so merciful?!
"Someone come here!"
Ying Zheng roared, and two imperial guards rushed in from outside the hall. "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"Drag him away and give him thirty lashes!" Ying Zheng pointed at Feng Jie and scolded, "The Commandant of the Guards has worked hard for the country, conquering two kingdoms in succession. What's wrong with taking a nap after returning in triumph?"
"You, Feng Jie, as the Imperial Censor, all you do all day is talk nonsense!"
"Even if the Commandant forgives you today, I will never forgive you!"
"Drag him away and beat him!"
Feng Jie's eyes bulged and he gasped!
Good, good, good, this is a brilliant cover-up!
If you want to sacrifice yourself as a sacrifice to appease your wicked husband, just say so!
"Give me a break, just give me a break!"
The wicked man quickly waved his hand and laughed mockingly, "I wouldn't dare kill Imperial Censor Feng. He still has a great use for me. Besides, I promised him that first, and then handed him over to someone else!"
"It was my fault. It's normal for Imperial Censor Feng to have some resentment!"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng immediately snorted and said, "Since the Commandant of the Guards has pleaded for you, I'll spare you for today. But next time, be more discreet and don't impeach just anyone!"
Ying Zheng knew that Feng Jie did it on purpose, and that he didn't really want to kill the old man; he was just trying to scare him.
The wicked husband was his precious darling, the apple of his eye. Even though he knew that Feng Jie and the wicked husband had a good relationship in private, he couldn't stand any attacks on the wicked husband.
Feng Jie gave a wry smile and said in a low voice, "You really are favored by the King. I was just venting my anger, and the King wants my old life..."
"That's right, remember what the King said, keep your eyes open." The wicked man revealed a sly smile, his words full of sarcasm, making Feng Jie's teeth itch with hatred.
"Cough cough..."
Ying Zheng cleared his throat, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Just now... if I remember correctly... didn't the Commandant of the Guards say that he wasn't tired at all and wanted to set off today to take charge of the great cause?"
"That's right, I heard it!"
"I heard that too!"