Chapter 89: Political Reading of Historical Records [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Exclusive Release · He Looks at “He”…
Inside the cozy golden carriage, the grandfather and grandson's thoughts were completely out of sync. After a moment of stunned silence, the First Emperor could only look at the chubby kid kneeling on his knees and laugh, quietly waiting for the silly little guy in front of him to sort out his overly shocked and confused thoughts.
Qin Ying was so frightened that her clever little head was in a mess.
A year and a half later, he could still clearly recall the first time he was carried by his mother to visit his grandfather, seeing that his grandfather was actually Qin Shi Huang in Zhangtai Palace, and then being bound by the random blind box system.
He was so surprised and overjoyed that day!
After completing the novice mission, he drew the lottery for the first time in his dream. He drew the lottery in a daze. Except for waking up the next morning and seeing the "Records of the Grand Historian" lying quietly in the system space, he had no memory of what he dreamed about.
But the lottery scene that Grandfather just described was exactly the same as when he usually drew the lottery, not to mention that the two sentences Grandfather said about "the fall of the Qin Dynasty" were exactly in his tone!
[In other words, as early as a year and a half ago, my grandfather knew that the Second Emperor of Qin would die. This also explains why he didn't stop me when I bullied Hu Hai in the palace.]
this……
Ying, the little fat boy, finally sorted everything out, and the light finally gathered in his clear almond-shaped eyes again.
Seeing that the little guy's expression had finally returned to clarity, the First Emperor sighed and asked directly:
"Ying, now that you've figured everything out, I'd like to ask you if you still have the 'Records of the Grand Historian' that the black bird gave you. I'd like to take a look at that book. Is that okay?"
Hearing his grandfather's question, Qin Ying couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Given the opportunity, who wouldn't be curious about their future?
In his previous life, he was always curious when reading history books. He didn't know how the future generations in the future world would view and evaluate the 21st century in which he lived hundreds or thousands of years later.
Although the contents of "Records of the Grand Historian" cannot be fully trusted, they can indeed be used as a reference for the time being.
Should I take "Records of the Grand Historian" out of the system space and show it to my grandfather?
After struggling for a long time, the little fat boy Ying finally decided to give the choice to his grandfather. He raised his little head slightly, looked at his grandfather's narrow and long eyes sincerely, and asked in a childish voice:
"Father, do you really want to read 'Records of the Grand Historian'? Some of the content in this book might make you very sad and angry after reading it."
The First Emperor nodded seriously and said, "Ying, good or bad, I want to see everything. After all, the current situation in the world is all for the better, isn't it?"
Hearing what her grandfather said, Qin Ying nodded, reached her little hand into his arms and felt around, then took out a square paper book and presented it to her grandfather as if she were presenting the Heshi Bi.
Two big characters were clearly written on the yellow cover - "Records of the Grand Historian".
This is the advanced book from outer space that I have been longing for for a year and a half.
The First Emperor lowered his eyes and looked at the history book in front of him that recorded himself and his empire. His slender fingers couldn't help but clench slightly, and then a hint of sharpness flashed in his eyes. He decisively stretched out his big hand to take a thick book from his grandson's small hand and opened the cover.
At this moment, a sharp system alarm sounded in Qin Ying's mind -
【“Drip drip drip”——】
[Warning! Warning! This system has detected that, in the 38th year of the Qin Shi Huang Emperor's reign, the 12-year-old host dared to present the "Records of the Grand Historian" to the Qin Shi Huang Emperor! This incredible operation will greatly change the course of history in this time and space, affecting the system's national destiny. This system is diligently calculating the national destiny of the Qin Dynasty... Warning, warning, the system is overloaded, the calculation load is too great, too great, overloaded... beep beep beep...]
Listening to the crazy roar of the stupid system in his mind and the "beep, beep" busy tone due to the final computing overload and disordered data flow, Qin Ying ignored it without paying any attention. He just reached out and climbed into his grandfather's arms, sat on his grandfather's lap, lowered his furry little head and read "Records of the Grand Historian" with his grandfather.
I saw my grandfather flipping through the book and browsing a few pages of the table of contents, then he flipped through half of the book and jumped directly to "The Records of Qin Shi Huang".
[The First Emperor of Qin was the prince Zhuangxiang of Qin...]
The entire book of "Records of the Grand Historian" has about 600,000 words, and the "Records of Qin Shi Huang" has less than 20,000 words.
Looking at the black and white words recording his life, Qin Shi Huang read ten lines at a glance and found that the records in the book were very similar to his experiences in the first half of his life from the beginning of the chronicle to the 26th year, the 39 years when he conquered the world and unified the country.
However, the transformation between the two worlds occurred after unification.
At the time of "Twenty-seven", he was forty years old and Ying was one year older.
According to the description in "Records of the Grand Historian", he would leave the capital and go on tour "last year" and "this year", but the reality is that ever since his half-year-old grandson was chosen by the Xuanniao and by chance received a series of good things that benefited the country and the people from the Xuanniao as a gift to him, he has been exposed to new information every day and has been busy in the Zhangtai Palace all day long. He has no free time to leave the capital at all.
Today, I took my grandson out of the palace to the western suburbs to check out the new iron made by the blacksmiths of the Shaofu using the improved iron smelting method.
His fate, and the fate of the Qin Dynasty, changed completely after the birth of his grandson.
After realizing this, the First Emperor paused with his right hand twisting the page, glanced calmly at the black tiger-head hat on his grandson's head, and continued reading.
Seeing the written records that when he was offering sacrifices to heaven and earth at Mount Tai, it suddenly rained heavily. Because a big tree blocked the wind and rain for him, Qin Shi Huang happily conferred the title of "Fifth Great Doctor" on the tree. Qin Shi Huang couldn't help but smile. It was indeed something he could do. In his opinion, no matter whether it was a person or an object, as long as it was practical, it would be rewarded by him.
Ying Zheng had no way to describe his specific feelings at the moment in words. Looking at the neat lines of small square characters written on the paper, he knew clearly that the person written on it was "him", but not "him". Reading every word, he actually had a strange and melancholy feeling of standing at the end of time and quietly watching the short life of another self.
After reading the contents of the stone carving on Mount Tai, the First Emperor continued to read. After unification, he visited many places. He not only climbed Mount Tai, but also climbed Mount Langya. After leaving stone carvings in Langya, he also went to the sea. He saw the clear words that he walked to the bank of the Si River and tried to retrieve the Zhou tripod that had sunk in the water, but "a thousand people drowned in the water to search for it, but could not find it." At this moment, the First Emperor deeply empathized with him. He could not help but point at the line of ink with his fingertips and sighed regretfully to the little guy sitting in his arms:
"Ying, after your great-great-grandfather, King Zhaoxiang, destroyed the Western Zhou Principality, he decided to move the Zhou emperor and the Nine Cauldrons from Luoyi to Xianyang. To intimidate the six states outside the Great Wall, your great-great-grandfather even dispatched your great-great-grandfather to Luoyi in person. Following a carefully planned waterway that would pass through the five states of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, and Qi, he used a large ship to transport the Nine Cauldrons, making a circuitous route to Qin territory. Unfortunately, the weather wasn't favorable. When the Nine Cauldrons reached the Si River, a torrential downpour began. The Nine Cauldrons swayed wildly on the ship's deck, causing the Yuzhou Cauldron to crash through the ship's railing and fall into the Si River, where it disappeared."
"When one of the Nine Cauldrons was lost, all eight were taken to Xianyang. After this incident, your great-great-grandfather suffered a huge blow. Your great-grandfather was also severely criticized for his incompetence. Alas, even after your great-grandfather ascended the throne and destroyed the Eastern Zhou Principality, completely consigning the Zhou Dynasty to history, he was still deeply saddened by the accidental loss of the Yuzhou Cauldron during the waterway."
"If the two worlds have similarities, perhaps one day when my father reaches the Si River, he will send over a thousand people into the water to salvage the lost Zhou Ding."
The little fat boy, who was sitting on his grandfather's lap with his short legs spread apart, was so shocked when he heard this that he looked up at his grandfather. He really didn't expect that there was such a past in the royal family, but...
[Hmm… one of the Nine Cauldrons is missing, symbolizing incompleteness. My great-grandfather captured the Zhou emperor and forcefully moved the Nine Cauldrons to Xianyang. During transportation, the Yuzhou Cauldron, symbolizing the "Central Plains," was lost near the Si River, where Old Liu was born.]
[hiss--]
Everything seemed to be predetermined. The little guy took a deep breath and blinked.
The First Emperor, who could not hear the little fellow's thoughts, only sighed in a low voice and continued reading. However, as he read on, his sword-like eyebrows were twisted together.
[In the 29th year, “he” was in Bolangsha, frightened by thieves? And he couldn’t find them?]
[In the 31st year, “he” went out at night and encountered thieves in Lanchi. He was also assassinated. He still couldn’t find him? ?]
[In the thirty-second year, “he” had the misfortune of encountering a fraudulent alchemist who set up a trap. It was also in this year that the imperial court finally conquered the Baiyue people and built the Great Wall.]
[Um……]
[In the thirty-fifth year, construction of the Afang Palace began.]
[In the thirty-sixth year, the remaining evildoers in the world began to spread rumors and curse that "Zulong will die this year"].
The First Emperor tightly grasped the thin pages of the book, his narrow and long eyes dark as if filled with endless storms.
With the remaining energy of the six generations, the ten-year road to unification was not easy. If even one step was wrong during the process of sweeping across the world, the whole thing would be lost.
However, after paying such a huge price, the world that was finally unified fell into chaos again.
The First Emperor was in an extremely depressed mood.
In the 37th year... he saw a giant fish and shot it... and fell ill when he reached Pingyuanjin...
On the Bingyin day of the seventh month, the First Emperor died on the Shaqiu platform.
"Collapsed in the sand dunes," the First Emperor read out these four words in a low voice.
In an instant, the entire warm carriage of Qin Ying seemed to have turned into an ice cellar, and the sound of wheels crushing the snow outside the window became unusually clear.
A biting cold wind blew in through the metal screen woven with gold and silver threads, swirling around the grandfather and grandson, and blowing the soft fur on Qin Ying's black tiger-head hat to sway left and right.
Qin Ying also pursed her lips and stared silently at the glaring ink words on the page, without saying a word.
After a long time, the First Emperor raised his hand and turned the page. After seeing the words "A cart is loaded with a stone of abalone to confuse the smell", Qin Ying saw that the knuckles of his grandfather had turned white as he was holding the page.
Grandfather’s fist was completely hard!
Qin Shi Huang patiently read his own "scribbled ending". When he saw the chaos recorded in lines of ink after the Second Emperor usurped the throne, he was completely unable to hold back. It was as if he had contracted the "dizziness" problem. Otherwise, why would he feel chest tightness, shortness of breath and dizziness at this moment?
Hearing her grandfather's heavier breathing, Qin Ying hurriedly looked up and saw that his handsome face was flushed red, clearly furious. She quickly climbed out of his arms, reaching out her little hand to soothe his chest as she anxiously called out in a childish voice, "Father, please don't be sad. Every word in this world has its author's personal preferences. What's recorded in a book isn't necessarily true, and the world in books is very different from the real people and events we encounter in our daily lives. Just treat it as a story. Why get so angry about it?"
The First Emperor took a deep breath and reached out to touch his grandson's little head. He could distinguish between himself and "him", and he could also distinguish between people in the book and people in reality.
But he could understand it rationally, but he really couldn't accept it emotionally. When he saw the bunch of stupid things that Hu Hai, that bastard, had done in and outside the court while being controlled by Zhao Gao during the reign of Qin II, the First Emperor even wanted to round up Hu Hai and send him back to his mother's womb to be retrained!
Unfortunately, not only could this idea not be realized, he also had to keep Hu Hai and follow Maodun to the grassland as a hostage when the time was right. With his incredibly stupid brain that could destroy the Qin Dynasty in three years, he would sooner or later destroy the Xiongnu's foundation!
Seeing his grandfather's terrifying dark face, Qin Ying could feel his grandfather's intense anger through his winter robe. He originally thought that his grandfather would be so angry that he would throw the book away and stop reading after seeing that he had passed away, but he didn't expect that his grandfather would pick up the book again after he calmed down.
The First Emperor suppressed the rage surging in his chest and read through the records of Qin Ershi with disgust. After reading the last few paragraphs, he read them out in a cold voice:
"The Duke of Pei then entered Xianyang... Xiang Yu... killed Ziying and all the princes and clansmen of Qin, then massacred Xianyang, burned its palaces, captured its children, and seized its treasures and goods..."
"Oh--"
The First Emperor snapped shut the Records of the Grand Historian. Qin Ying's eyelids jumped, and before he could react, he saw his grandfather reaching out and pulling a black rope hanging from the wall of the carriage.
The next moment, he saw Meng Yi on horseback running to the carriage window and respectfully asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"Yi, immediately send someone to inform the city guards to conduct a thorough search throughout the city for a young man from Chu named Xiang Ji. Once they catch him, immediately throw him into jail!"
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