Chapter 563 Sky Curtain - Roll Call 1
"Bang!" Fusu looked at the stack of papers slammed on the table without even frowning. He looked up and asked Yi Xiaochuan, who was rushing over in a flurry of activity, with a puzzled expression.
Yi Xiaochuan rolled up his sleeves. "You're going back, right? There's nothing I can do to help you, I just collected some information."
As he spoke, Yi Xiaochuan smiled somewhat sheepishly, "Um... it's mainly a compilation of information I know about the Qin from before and the current Qin, so it might not be very useful..."
Fusu smiled and picked up the documents. "Uncle-Master, thank you."
Yi Xiaochuan's lips curled into a smile at the address, and he couldn't suppress his laughter. He casually waved his hand and said, "No need, no need. You've already called me 'Uncle-Master,' right..."
"Then, Uncle-Master, please put in a good word for me."
"Okay!" Yi Xiaochuan happily took the materials and began explaining them to Fusu step by step.
This scene warmed everyone's hearts.
Although Yi Xiaochuan isn't as capable as Gao Yao, everyone still likes him because of his warm and down-to-earth personality.
"I've found out everything. To maintain the balance of the cycle, you won't have any previous memories when you start over from the beginning. My brother said he'll find a way to solve that, so we don't need to worry about that. Let's focus on what happens after you regain your memories..."
Everyone suddenly realized that the sky screen was indeed a tool created by Gao Yao to assist the young master!
However, Li Si glanced at the quiet inner hall. This was no ordinary case of Mr. Gao protecting his own. The eldest son had no memory, yet he made the whole world see it.
That's why he still prefers Yi Xiaochuan, the big liar; he speaks his mind directly.
Everyone's goodwill towards Yi Xiaochuan soared until he began to "call roll".
"Fusu, you were born in the sixth year of King Zheng of Qin, right?" Fusu nodded. Yi Xiaochuan pulled out a piece of paper and placed it on top. "Then the first person I want to talk about is Meng Ao."
At this moment, Meng Ao, who was seriously ill in the courtyard, Meng Wu, who was by his side, Meng Tian and Meng Yi in Xianyang Palace, and people from all countries who knew him, all stared intently at the sky.
"Meng Ao was one of the great generals of the Qin state. In my Qin world, later generations commented that the contributions of the Wang and Meng families to the unification of the six states by the First Emperor were the greatest."
"Leaving aside the Wang family, the Meng family army boasts Meng Ao, Meng Wu, Meng Tian, and Meng Yi—three generations of outstanding individuals." At this point, Yi Xiaochuan pulled out the files for Meng Wu, Meng Tian, and Meng Yi and placed them alongside Meng Ao's. "Although this Qin dynasty no longer has Meng Ao, the Meng family father and sons were truly exceptionally talented, you understand." Yi Xiaochuan gave Fusu a knowing look, and Fusu understood.
The people under the canopy understood and couldn't help but look at the Meng brothers, Meng Tian and Meng Yi, with envy.
After all, everyone could guess how the eldest son would save Qin after his return. Of course, it was the magic he learned in Xian Qin. Magic skills definitely depend on talent, and the Meng family had practically reserved a spot for him in advance.
Not only the Meng family, but even the Wang family, who were mentioned in passing, couldn't help but get excited.
After the power of the Sky Screen has already been proven, who wouldn't know how great it is to be nominated by the Sky Screen? If they didn't know, there wouldn't be so many teams rushing to Xianyang.
"But the key point is that Meng Ao died in the seventh year of King Zheng of Qin's reign."
Upon hearing Yi Xiaochuan's words, everyone fell silent.
Meng Ao, who was in the courtyard, suddenly realized what was happening. He met Meng Wu's eyes, which were filled with unconcealed sorrow, and smiled calmly: "It's alright. Being able to be named by Tianmu is enough for me."
Ying Zheng seemed to be deep in thought. Was what Fusu saw truly the future, or was it "history" that had been told to him in advance?
However… Ying Zheng raised his eyes slightly. He thought, Yi Xiaochuan was probably not just foreshadowing his death, was he?
Yi Xiaochuan took out a jade box from his pocket. "Mr. Cui's newly made health-strengthening pills are specifically for ordinary people. I guess Meng Ao died because his body was severely damaged from years of fighting. In that case, the health-strengthening pills should be useful."
Fusu opened the jade box, and pills rolled out one after another. Looking at the box full of health-strengthening pills, Fusu found it both amusing and touching. "Did you rob Mr. Cui?"
Yi Xiaochuan waved his hand dismissively, "It's alright, pills are made for people to use anyway."
Fusu sighed, put the pills away, and closed the lid. "Thank you, but I probably won't be able to take them back."
"Hey, no big deal, leave it to my brother!" Yi Xiaochuan readily offered to help Gao Yao. "If that doesn't work, I'll ask Mr. Cui for the prescription!"
Yi Xiaochuan was generous, which made everyone envious.
That's wonderful. I hope their eldest son can make more friends like that.
As everyone was lost in thought, a golden light suddenly flashed across the sky and landed directly on the table in front of Ying Zheng.
As the golden light faded, a familiar jade box appeared before everyone.
With a gasp, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ying Zheng slowly opened the box, and the familiar pills that had just appeared in the sky rolled out.
Ying Zheng lowered his eyes to look at the mountain of pills piled up in the box, confirming that it was indeed Yi Xiaochuan's doing. No one else would have filled a jade box that originally contained only one pill with so many.
Everyone's eyes followed the rolling pill on the table, their hearts pounding with anxiety, fearing it might roll to the ground.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the king reach out to stop the pills from rolling away.
A clever palace maid brought a new jade bottle, and Ying Zheng put three pills inside: "Meng Tian."
"Your subject is present."
"Send it to General Meng."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Meng Tian kowtowed deeply, accepted the jade bottle, and hurried back to the mansion amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.
"Next up, Li Si!"
Yi Xiaochuan started calling roll again, and Li Si immediately sat up straight, and everyone's attention returned to the sky.
"Speaking of Li Si, to be precise, we're talking about Li Si's network of connections!" Yi Xiaochuan quickly pulled out a few more sheets of paper and spread them out. "First, there's Lü Buwei, a rare and valuable asset. He was the prime minister when you were young, do you remember?"
Lu Buwei's heart pounded when he was suddenly mentioned, and he suddenly understood how Li Si had felt before.
Indeed, there is no true empathy in this world. Only when everyone's experience is the same can he understand the same anxiety and unease of sitting on pins and needles.
Fusu nodded, his finger landing on Lü Buwei's file, "Exiled to commit suicide."
"It seems our two Qin states developed in the same direction in the early stages." Yi Xiaochuan suddenly realized, glancing at Fusu as if exchanging a secret signal, "Zhao Ji? Lao Ai?"
Fu Su glanced at the documents in Yi Xiaochuan's hand, nodded, and said nothing.
"Then we'll skip them."
No, don't skip this...
Lü Buwei felt awkward for a moment, but then breathed a sigh of relief. The others, however, were simply curious: what did Empress Dowager Zhao have to do with this? And who was this Lao Ai?
They weren't gossiping; they just didn't want to miss any detail of the sky!
The Qin officials, who vaguely knew some information about Lao Ai, kept their eyes down and dared not utter a word, for the King of Qin was still sitting on the throne.
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