Daqin: I Want to Be a Powerful Minister, but the First Emperor Actually Passed The Throne to Me

After feeding the potatoes, Zhao Yu put down the wooden barrel.

The sky is mighty and cloudy, the fragrance of the soil on the ground settles on the green leaves, and the flower bones of the longevity fruit tree bloom with crystal clear petals!

Although only a small part of it is exposed, it makes Zhao Yu feel full of beauty!

Butterflies fall and flowers fly, and Xiaohe shows sharp horns!

With such a beautiful scenery, Zhao Yu felt relieved!

In his thoughts, Zhao Yu thought of his old mother in Qin Shi.

I work hard all my life and take care of myself in every possible way!

But before a few days of good life, he went to another world!

And Zhao Yu, there is nothing he can do!

Perhaps, that is Zhao Yu's only relative in this world!

Zhao Yu didn't cry, but his eyes couldn't help turning red, and he was moved. Zhao Yu couldn't help reciting a poem of mourning the death that was familiar to later generations!

The breeze rolled up Zhao Yu's robe and smoothed Zhao Yu's long hair.

Zhao Yu, standing with his hands behind his back, under the independent longevity fruit tree, his morbid body suddenly stood tall and straight at this moment.

A deep voice drifted in the wind and disappeared with the wind:

"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, and unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of solitary graves, nowhere to speak bleak.

Even if you don't know each other when you meet, your face is full of dust and your temples are like frost.

At night, Youmeng suddenly returned to his hometown, Xiaoxuan Window was dressing up.

Looking at each other silently, only a thousand lines of tears.

It is expected that every year where the intestines are broken, the moonlit night will be short of Matsuoka. "

This poem was written by the unrestrained poet Su Shi to pay homage to his deceased wife!

And Zhao Yu misses his mother and thinks that he has no ability to make such an ancient term!

I had no choice but to recite Su Shi's words for comfort!

Beside him, Qin Shihuang, Wang Jian, and Meng Yi were completely stunned!

Zhao Yu can actually recite poetry?

Being proficient in tactics, art of war, and martial arts is unmatched in the world, this is already very abnormal!

This f*ck can also recite poetry, and the style is perfect!

The shock in their hearts has made them unable to find words to describe the mood at the moment!

Meng Yi was ranked as Shangqing and was a civil official of Daqin. When he heard the words recited by Zhao Yu, he was instantly dumbfounded!

This song should only exist in the sky!

Subconsciously, Meng Yi thought so in his heart!

The verses recited by Zhao Yu, although the rhythm of Daqin's poems are different.

But the style is even better, and the mood is so touching that it makes people cry!

Although Wang Jian is a military general and a peerless god of war, he also knows a little about literary affairs!

The words Zhao Yu recited, just the voice, the words!

This made Wang Jian's heart move, and he couldn't help trembling!

Wang Jian listened and listened, but he couldn't help but an inexplicable liquid came out of his eyes.

Wang Jian quickly wiped it away, he was quite old, so that no one would see a joke!

Just now, Wang Jian really misses his deceased wife!

Wang Jian is getting older, and his wife, who did not have Wang Jian's physical fitness, passed away ten years ago!

This poem seems to be tailor-made for Wang Jian!

Rao is Wang Jian, a rough man, and his eyes turned red when he heard it!

And Qin Shihuang had already set off a huge wave in his heart!

His thoughts turned, and his mind was no longer here!

But back to Zhao State! Back when he was still in Zhao State as a hostage!

The lover in Zhao country who can give everything for himself, Xia Afang!

Ying Zheng never forgot that he almost starved to death in the turbulence in the past.

It's Afang Xia, who would rather be hungry than give himself the only piece of cake left!

The various pasts with Xia Afang appeared in Qin Shihuang's mind, but Qin Shihuang did not cry.

The expression on his face is still indifferent!

"I have become an emperor and there is no way out! I had no choice but to go back to you! I broke my promise! Ah Fang! You won't blame me!" Qin Shihuang felt guilty, but his face did not change at all!

As a generation of emperors, the relationship between children and children can only be secondary, Qin Shihuang's heart lives in the world!

The mountains and rivers of Kyushu, the eternal peace of the children of the Central Plains!

But hearing these words, and thinking of A Fang, whom he hadn't seen for decades, Qin Shi Huang's heart suddenly felt extremely fond of nostalgia!

"A Fang, if you are still here, I would like to make you empress!" Qin Shihuang's thin face was full of determination!

The cold wind whistled and rolled up Qin Shihuang's robes, like a backbone supporting the heavens and the earth!

When Zhao Yu saw it, he suddenly found that Qin Shihuang was restless, as if there was a person living in his heart!

Different from Meng Yi's shock and Wang Jian's mourning, Qin Shi Huang felt guilty and affectionate, but he looked so indifferent on the outside!

Zhao Yu walked to Qin Shihuang's side, smiled softly and said, "Old Zhao, you can see that you have something on your mind too! It seems that you have someone in your heart?"

Qin Shihuang was stunned for a moment, his thoughts were interrupted by Zhao Yu, he waved his hand and said, "Lao Yu, don't talk nonsense, how can a husband remember the love of his children?"

Seeing Qin Shi Huang's appearance, Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said with relief: "I didn't expect you, Lao Zhao, to say such a thing. Judging from your temperament, you were not much worse than me when you were young. There must be many infatuated women. Heartbroken for you."

"Old Zhao, you are an old scumbag!" Zhao Yu joked.

"I am a scumbag? What is a scumbag?" Qin Shihuang murmured in his heart, with a puzzled expression.

Meng Yi directly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote down the first half of the poem from memory.

In the second half, Meng Yi couldn't remember, so he had to keep turning around Zhao Yu, "Old Yu, hurry up, tell me, how did you memorize this second half of the words?"

"Old Yu, you are really below Wenquxing! This word must be famous for the ages!" Meng Yi praised.

Unable to help Meng Yi's soft grinding, Zhao Yu had to tell Meng Yi.

...

Xianyang Palace.

Kylin Hall!

The rising sun rises in the east, the red light illuminates the entire resplendent Kylin Hall, Qiu Yan hovers over the palace, and tens of thousands of elite Qin soldiers are waiting in battle!

In the Qilin Hall, Qin Shihuang sat high on the throne, and all the military officials under the stage were washed with blood. Now only two-thirds of the Daqin officials remain.

Simply, some important officials did not participate in the rebellion. After one day's adjustment, Daqin's political operation remained the same.

The civil and military officials at this moment already knew about Zhao Gao's deeds.

20,000 rebels saw the first emperor commit suicide collectively!

All the ministers were trembling with fear, not daring to raise their heads, and the atmosphere was no longer the same!

And Li Si, still standing in the first column in front of the right.

Qin Shihuang thought that Li Si had worked hard for Da Qin for many years, and Li Si had half of the credit for the unification of the six kingdoms by Da Qin.

He didn't kill him, and he had to squeeze out the last trace of Li Si's use value!

After all, Li Si did not join Zhao Gao's rebellion, and he led three thousand servants to rescue him.

If the merits and demerits are combined, death can be avoided!

"The craftsman is the young mansion, Zhang Han!" Qin Shihuang said solemnly.

"I'm here!" Zhang Han stood up, his back felt cold, thinking of Zhao Gao's end, his heart was numb.

"I have a magical object, the famous Qu Yuanli. You immediately ordered the craftsmen across the country to build it day and night, and distribute it to the people of Qin!" Qin Shihuang's voice was calm.

Enforcement of push orders. He copied the homes of one-third of the officials, which instantly plumped up the Qin state treasury.

Qin Shihuang was also arrogant and wanted to distribute the Quyuan Plough to the people of the country!

"Here." Zhang Han took the lead!

Immediately, Wang Jian held the huge curved plough in one hand and placed it in front of the ministers.

Looking at this curved plough, all the ministers were shocked!

Seeing this completely different structure from the straight plough, Baiguan was a little puzzled.

How is the efficiency of this thing compared to a straight plough?

Wang Jian saw the performance of Baiguan in his eyes, pointed at the curved plough and said, "This thing, two people or one person and one ox can plow. This old man has personally tested it, and it can plow ten acres of fertile land in one day!"

Wang Jian's words are not exaggerated. With Wang Jian's strength and speed, one person can plow ten acres a day!

hiss!

Hearing this, the civil and military officials were shocked. With Wang Jian's temperament, he would never lie!

This thing can be called a god!

In particular, the left prime minister Feng Qujie, who was in charge of the treasury, knew clearly what the appearance of Qu Yuanli meant to Da Qin!

In an instant, hundreds of civil and military officials all knelt on the ground, and the voice of Lang Lang drifted throughout the Qilin Hall!

"Your Majesty Hong En! This thing can benefit the people of Daqin forever!"

"Your Majesty, the Quyuan Plough is truly a work of art, and Your Majesty can be described as an immortal!"

"Old minister, for me, the thousands of people in the Qin Dynasty, thank your majesty for Hong En!"

"..."

Similar voices came one after another, and the ministers made all kinds of praises, making Qin Shihuang's praises hyped!

Qin Shihuang looked at him, his face was calm, but his heart was filled with joy.

The feeling of being forced is really cool!

Thinking that there is still a method of refining refined salt in his hand, Qin Shihuang's mind instantly gave birth to a wonderful plan to make money!

You are the Emperor of Qin, and if you sell refined salt, you can sell it to the people of the world at a very low price!

People all over the world will not only be grateful to themselves, but will never worry about salt again!

Qin Shi Huang thought he was a good emperor, and this kind of salt that can sing praises for the people, wished to spread it as soon as possible.

After a pause, Qin Shihuang waved his hand, and all the ministers and officials stood up immediately without saying a word.

"I also have a method of refining refined salt, so that the people of Great Qin will no longer have to worry about lack of salt." Qin Shi Huang said solemnly.

As soon as these words came out, aside from Wang Jian and Meng Yi, all the ministers immediately caused an uproar!

The civil and military officials were extremely shocked in their hearts, and their whole bodies were shaking with excitement!

Can people no longer need to worry about lack of salt?

If His Majesty really has this method, he can be called the emperor of the ages!

The emperor of the world can also bear it!

Li Si, Feng Qujie, and the other ministers all took a deep breath.

His eyes were focused on Qin Shihuang, and he listened quietly. *