Looking at the dark mass of kneeling figures in front of him and listening to the suppressed yet extremely sincere kowtows, Fusu's heart was touched like never before.
He was born into a royal family, and countless people knelt before him.
In the Xianyang Palace, in the Imperial Academy, and even in front of his father, he was used to all kinds of kneeling.
The eyes of those people were mostly filled with awe, alienation, and even... fear that was difficult to conceal.
It is a kind of submission to status and power, cold and rigid.
But these people in front of me are different.
Since coming to the Jiuyuan border, I have experienced life and death and come into contact with the lowest-level soldiers.
Especially... after receiving Yu Bai's gift and sharing those "crystal cores" that could be called miracles.
What he saw in the eyes of these ordinary soldiers was something completely different.
There is the joy of escaping death, the ecstasy of gaining power, but more than that, it is the passion, the sincerity, the kind of support that one would entrust their life to without reservation!
This is not because he is the eldest son of the First Emperor, nor because of his possible status as crown prince in the future.
It was because he used practical actions to pull them back from the brink of death and gave them hope!
It was a feeling he had never experienced before.
In the past, the word "crown prince" meant more of a heavy responsibility to him, and it was an identity label that required self-discipline, adherence to propriety, and compassion for the world.
He tried hard to be a generous and benevolent young man, because that was what the books taught him, that was what his teachers guided him to do, that was due to his status, and it was the requirement of the patriarchal ethics.
But at this moment, looking at these soldiers who were grateful to him and had fanatical eyes, a thought clearly emerged in his mind for the first time - the real crown prince.
Perhaps it's not just about noble status, but more importantly... loving his people from the bottom of his heart, being willing to give everything he has to provide them with a roof over their heads and build a country where they can live and work in peace and contentment, free from suffering!
This sense of identity and responsibility that comes from the depths of the soul is far more powerful than any etiquette or dogma!
Once this idea arises, it will be like a prairie fire that is difficult to extinguish!
He couldn't wait to know more!
He wanted to understand the "holy books" that Yu Bai gave him, and wanted to know about the "future of the Great Qin" that he had never heard of!
He wanted to know whether the kingdom his father had built was really taken away by treacherous ministers.
Will he and his brothers and sisters really be harmed by their own younger brother?
How could he prevent those tragedies?
Almost the next moment, Fusu no longer paid attention to everything around him. He took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and carefully took out the "Dictionary of Simplified and Traditional Chinese Characters" from the pile of books packed by Yu Bai in his arms.
With the faint moonlight from the cave entrance and the flickering light of torches in the distance, his eyes became extremely focused and eager.
Turn the pages one by one, identify, memorize and learn each word one by one.
The bloody smell around him, the whispers of the wounded soldiers as they recovered, and the worried eyes of the guards seemed to have faded away.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - faster, faster!
He must master these "future" texts as soon as possible in order to interpret the historical books and images that concern the fate of the Qin Dynasty!
Many years later.
When Fusu, with gray hair on his temples, truly sat on the supreme throne, wearing a black robe with twelve dragon patterns, he looked down at the Great Qin Empire where all the people were subservient to His Majesty, the world was at peace, and the territory was vast and stable.
He would always involuntarily think of this damp, bloody night in the cave in the quiet of the night.
I think of those soldiers kneeling on the ground, their eyes burning like flames.
I remember the moment when I gained true support because of sharing.
He recalled the thought that lit up the path in his heart and made him understand what a "king" and a "people" were.
That was the beginning of his true understanding of his mission.
The source of all this, Yu Bai, who was far away in another time and space, was completely unaware of it.
She never imagined that a decision she made out of obsession would cause such a magnificent change in another time and space.
It even quietly changed the fate of Prince Fusu, who was supposed to have a tragic end, and the huge empire behind him.
Even...the entire historical direction of China.
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