Pointing to the detailed map of Jiaobenji, he asked again, "Do these countries really exist?"
Finally, he asked, "Are you really from two thousand years later? Are you descendants of the Chinese?"
"Seriously." Cheng Xiaoxiao answered seriously.
When she saw the map the First Emperor was pointing at, she gave him a look of 'what a coincidence!' "This country really exists."
She changed the subject, "And..."
The First Emperor suddenly became nervous, and had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart.
"And what?" he asked anxiously, "Is someone bullying China? Bullying my descendants?"
At this time, the First Emperor had completely believed the identities of Cheng Xiaoxiao and others.
When Cheng Xiaoxiao heard this, her nose felt a little sour and she suddenly felt extremely wronged.
It feels like something very unpleasant has happened, and it makes you feel really bad, but because you can't find anyone to talk to, you can only digest it silently by yourself.
Then, just when the incident is about to pass, someone who cares about you suddenly comes and asks you what’s wrong? Are you unhappy?
As a result... all the grievances come up all at once, making you want to cry and talk.
This was how Cheng Xiaoxiao felt at the moment, but she held it back because she didn't want the First Emperor to think she was a "crybaby."
The most important point is that if we are wronged, we can fight back ourselves. If we really can't win...
Ahem…it’s time to call the parents, but it hasn’t come to that yet.
Cheng Xiaoxiao pointed at the map of the Foot Basin Chicken and said, "This pheasant wants to seize our Chinese territory and kill our people..."
Speaking of this, Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that no words could describe the suffering.
So she took out a rejuvenation pill and handed it to the First Emperor. The First Emperor took the pill with a puzzled look, and Cheng Xiaoxiao introduced the effects of the rejuvenation pill to him.
At that moment, Cheng Xiaoxiao could clearly feel that the First Emperor's eyes were shining.
The First Emperor held the Rejuvenating Pill in his hand with great care. Of course, he did not dare to use force, for fear of accidentally crushing it.
Cheng Xiaoxiao took out her cell phone and played the video of the Nanjing Massacre for the First Emperor.
As for why she had this video on her phone?
Don't ask, the answer is that Cheng Xiaoxiao is going to travel through every dynasty with the sins committed by the chicken in the basin.
She wants the chickens in every time and space to pay for the sins they have committed on behalf of their descendants.
After all, it's not unreasonable to ask you, the ancestor, to pay for the bad things your descendants did, right? Is there anything wrong with that?
Sudden.
A series of 'crackling' sounds were heard, and Cheng Xiaoxiao came back to her senses when she saw that the First Emperor's veins were bulging, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.
The sound she heard came from the First Emperor's clenched fists.
The First Emperor's expression darkened as he watched the video. A murderous look filled his eyes, and his hands trembled slightly. "How dare they? How dare they?"
"Cough, cough, cough..." The First Emperor was so angry that he suddenly started coughing violently, as if he was going to cough out his internal organs.
Seeing his condition, Cheng Xiaoxiao was immediately shocked, fearing that this old ancestor would die like this.
"Ancestor." Cheng Xiaoxiao reminded, "Medicine, medicine, medicine."
Everyone held their foreheads: "..." Chek is making trouble?
The First Emperor looked at the rejuvenation pill in his palm and tried to calm himself. He said, "I am only forty-five years old now. I haven't reached the age of knowing my destiny yet. There is no need to waste such a good pill."
"When the day of my death comes, I will take this elixir and protect China for another few decades. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
He looked at the tiny country that occupied only a tiny corner of the world map and said coldly, "But before that, I will definitely help future generations destroy this tiny country."
He sneered, "You are just a tiny country, yet you dare to bully my younger generation? Do you think you have no one to protect you?"
"When the Qin army sets foot on their land, I will kill their entire clan, leaving no one alive. Only in this way can I alleviate the hatred in my heart."
Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat. If she remembered correctly, the First Emperor died at the age of 49, which meant...
She looked at this most criticized king in Chinese history and suddenly fell deeply in love with him.
Who can not love such a domineering and protective ancestor?
Cheng Xiaoxiao bowed slightly with respect and said, "Thank you, ancestor."
The First Emperor was stunned. He asked in confusion, "What are you thanking me for? You call me ancestor, isn't it my duty to vent my anger for you?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly, "I mean..."
"Thank you to our ancestors for enabling us to standardize the Chinese writing system, the wheel gauge, and the weights and measures, and for building the Zhengguo Canal and the Lingqu Canal, and developing water conservancy projects."
"Thank you, our ancestors, for being willing to bear the infamy of all eternity, in order to benefit future generations, to build the Great Wall and guard the frontiers of China, to ensure the stability of China's borders, and to strengthen China for eternity."
"Thank you, my ancestors, for unifying the six kingdoms and making China's territory complete."
The First Emperor stood there in a daze. He raised his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the top of the palace, and murmured, "Someone knows me... that's enough..."
"Hahaha!" The First Emperor laughed out loud, "That's enough!!!"
He covered his eyes with his hands, knowing that he had lost his composure, and waved back.
"Girl." The First Emperor's voice trembled slightly. He said, "Would you please come see me again tomorrow?"
Cheng Xiaoxiao responded with a smile, "Okay, ancestor, please don't find me annoying when the time comes!"
She clasped her fists and saluted, "Junior, I'll take my leave!"
Ying Zheng shook his head and said softly, "How could it be..."
For a long time, no one answered in the palace.
The rain was still falling outside the window, and the candlelight was still flickering.
If it weren't for the pills in his hand and the map on the desk reminding him, Ying Zheng would have felt that all this was just a dream.
Cheng Xiaoxiao's words of thanks rang in his ears again.
The First Emperor withdrew his gaze, sat on the ground, and stared at the candlelight with a dim gaze, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long moment, he revealed a bitter smile, "That's good, at least someone still knows me..."
He stood up and went back to his bedroom to rest.
That night, the First Emperor was smiling in his dreams.
In the dream, a group of later generations dressed like Cheng Xiaoxiao surrounded him, talking in a flurry of voices.
"Ancestor Qin Shi Huang, don't worry, we understand you. I will confront anyone who says bad things about you. You are the god in my heart."
"Ancestor Qin Shi Huang, please save the child! The language of those Javanese birds is too difficult to learn."
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"Ancestor Qin Shi Huang, I will give you a world map. Please conquer all those places! From now on, the entire Blue Planet will belong to China."
Amidst the voices of his ancestors, Ying Zheng gradually lost himself...
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