In the thirty-fourth year of Qin Shi Huang's reign, the First Emperor Ying Zheng led his ministers in performing the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai once again to appease Heaven and Earth.
"I have unified the six kingdoms, bringing the world under one rule. I have built the Great Wall to guard the dragon veins of the nine provinces, protecting my Great Qin and safeguarding my nation. I hereby swear in the name of the First Emperor! While I live, I will defend our land, expand our territory, pacify the barbarians, and establish the foundation for the eternal prosperity of my Great Qin! Even in death, I will transform into a dragon spirit, protecting my Chinese nation forever! This oath is witnessed by the sun and moon, seen by heaven and earth, and heard by immortals, demons, and gods!"
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
At that time, Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, stood atop Mount Tai, sword in hand, reigning supreme over the world, and proclaimed his lifelong ambition in the name of the Qin Emperor.
But just as his ministers were cheering and he was complacent, he was indulging in self-satisfaction.
A voice suddenly echoed in his mind: "Sigh, that First Emperor was far too delusional. What dynasty could last forever? A foundation for ten thousand generations? It collapsed after only two generations! All that talk of a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations is utter nonsense, worthless!"
who?
Who is speaking ill of me?
Such a curse upon me?
However, this person's argument is quite novel; dynasties are indeed in a constant state of flux.
As for my Great Qin, I am still confident that it will last for thousands of generations!
Ying Zheng was immediately taken aback. As the first emperor of Qin, he was naturally not afraid of any common people or ghosts and gods, but the sudden sound in his ear made him suspicious.
Could it be that the God of Mount Tai, Donghuang Taiyi, is giving me a hint?
Did the Qin Dynasty perish after only two generations?
Who is this Qin Er Shi?
Why did the Qin Dynasty, which was so prosperous, perish under the reign of the Second Emperor?
Just as he was wondering, the voice rang out again, [This cheapskate brother of mine, he makes me do this and that every day. Today is the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai, and he insists I come here to watch. What's so interesting about this? There isn't even a decent girl, just stinky men everywhere. Ugh, Meng Yi's feet really stink! I can't stand it!]
Um?
This voice isn't coming from the God of Mount Tai?
It sounds like he's the child of some minister? And he even complained about Meng Yi's smelly feet?
Ying Zheng immediately focused his gaze on Meng Yi's surroundings, then, carrying a bowl of wine, slowly descended from the Fengshan sacrificial altar.
At this time.
While mentally complaining about how slow Ying Zheng walked, Li Lin, who was lying on the ground with a sore back, really couldn't stand it anymore.
Meng Yi, kneeling in front of him, had his feet right in front of his nose.
Perhaps this smell wouldn't have been a big deal for the ancients of this era.
But Li Lin isn't from ancient times; he's a fine young man from the 21st century who accidentally stepped on a melon rind and ended up traveling to the Qin Dynasty.
By sheer coincidence, she transmigrated into the body of Li Xin's half-brother.
He had no desire to attend the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai. After all, serving a ruler was like walking on thin ice, and he couldn't predict Qin Shi Huang's temper. If he angered him and was beheaded, he would have no choice but to accept his bad luck.
As a result, Qin Shi Huang issued an order that everyone must bring their relatives and family members to perform the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai.
Li Xin, this guy, has been a bachelor for ages. Since there was really no one to mentor him, that's why they brought him over.
He was extremely unwilling.
[Why isn't the First Emperor coming soon? I'm suffocating! How long has Uncle Meng Yi been without washing his feet? This smell... it's sour and stinky, like a fermenting cesspool, it's unbearable!]
Hiss~
Ying Zheng almost burst out laughing.
This little guy is quite unique!
After searching for a while, he looked at Li Si, his son, Wang Jian, and Wang Jian's son Wang Ben, who were standing next to Meng Yi. Their expressions did not change much, which puzzled him.
He then walked over to Meng Yi and said, "Minister Meng, please get up!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Meng Yi stood up in utter bewilderment: "What does Your Majesty mean by this? My official position is merely that of a minor censor. Logically speaking, if Your Majesty wants someone to stand up, you should first make the Prime Minister stand up! Could it be that Your Majesty intends to use me to put Li Si in his place?"
Prime Minister Li Si and others were very frustrated, especially Zhao Gao, who had followed the First Emperor for many years. He thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure out why.
Could it be that we are not His Majesty's most trusted person?
[Phew, the First Emperor was such a kind man! Now I finally don't have to put my nose directly to his feet anymore; the smell has dissipated a lot. If this continued, I might even get athlete's foot from my nose!]
"Pfft!"
This time, Ying Zheng truly couldn't hold back anymore...
Can the nose be delicate?
This little guy is really hilarious!
He smiled.
Meng Yi, who usually prided himself on his wisdom and resourcefulness, was dumbfounded. What was going on? Why was the First Emperor behaving so strangely after coming down from the Fengshan Terrace?
Why are you smiling at him?
Your Majesty, please don't do anything to me, Meng Yi!
Our Meng family is now attracting a lot of attention. My elder brother Meng Tian has just led 300,000 Qin troops to guard the Great Wall. If you show any favor to me in court, I'm afraid our Meng family will become the target of everyone's criticism!
On the surface, Meng Yi remained calm, but inwardly he was terrified.
He recalled the terrifying tactic of the First Emperor of Qin, who deliberately indulged Lao Ai's audacity, praising him to death, and finally using his rebellion as an excuse to eliminate the Lü Buwei group and thus take control of the government.
I panicked immediately.
Zhao Gao and the others were dumbfounded. It seemed that His Majesty hadn't smiled at them for a long time. Now he was smiling at Meng Yi. Could it be that he was sending some kind of signal?
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