Outside Handan City
It had been half a month since Ying Zheng picked up the Twenty-Four Records a few days ago, and the eastern tour had already begun.
Ying Zheng sat on the carriage, his face slightly indifferent.
All his previous tolerance and compromise turned into anger when he saw the Twenty-Four Histories. Hatred could not be covered up with love. It could only be eliminated with violence!
Since that was the case, why should he continue to be polite with these dogs?
He would just kill them one by one!
The army slowly moved forward. Many people on the roadside looked at the First Emperor's sedan chair in fear.
A few days ago, the actions of this Emperor had really frightened many people. After announcing that the three clans of Zhang, Liang, Han, and King Xiang had been wiped out, the riot forces in the entire State of Qin had even calmed down a little.
All the survivors of the six dynasties felt a gust of wind. Regardless of whether they had any ulterior motives, they could only endure the First Emperor's rage.
While Ying Zheng was resting with his eyes closed, he heard Zhao Gao's voice coming from outside the palanquin,""Your Majesty, we have arrived at Handan City."
He opened his eyes and slowly got off the sedan.
The people who entered were the people of the country. When they heard that the First Emperor had arrived, they all gathered and stood on the long street, wanting to see what kind of person the First Emperor was.
"Your Majesty, the army has entered Handan, and the citizens are pouring into the streets. I'm afraid…"
Meng Yi's eyes were like torches, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. Since ancient times, there had been many generous people in the land of Yanzhao. Jing Ke, who assassinated Qin Shihuang, was from the land of Yanzhao.
Furthermore, back then, the Great General of Qin, Baiqi, had massacred the 400,000 soldiers of Zhao. There were still many families of the soldiers who had been massacred.
If a riot broke out at this time, it would be difficult to protect the First Emperor even if the army was here.
Ying Zheng looked at the people on the street with a hint of indifference on his face. Now that the world was stable, although the people could not be said to live and work in peace, it was still considered peaceful.
There was a saying in the Twenty-Four History that made Ying Zheng feel that it was very correct. Since ancient times, the common people had always been the most contented people. As long as they could live on, they would tolerate it.
It was better to be a dog in peace than a man in troubled times.
"Let the people of the Black Ice Platform control the land of Zhao. I want to understand every single blade of grass and tree in Zhao.”
"Yes!"
The streets of Handan were packed with people.
Back then, the First Emperor had swept across the six states and was invincible. The survivors of the six states naturally hated the First Emperor, but that was only the case for the survivors of the six states.
Who in this world really hated the First Emperor?
Other than the nobles of the six dynasties, there were actually very few of them. Even when most of the people rebelled and the common people rose up in revolt, Ying Zheng could still understand it.
It was still the same sentence. If he couldn't survive, why would he continue to support him? It was better to rebel. At least there was a way out.
Therefore, even though Ying Zheng had finished reading the twenty-four histories, he did not hate the people of this world, but the nobles of the six dynasties.
He had given those people enough face, giving them preferential treatment, tolerating them, and retreating. In exchange, those people did not repent and wanted to become rich even more.
Rich country?
Ying Zheng laughed coldly. The so-called 'for the sake of the commoners' was just an excuse.
Among those who started the rebellion in the historical records, other than Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, who else was a real commoner? Even Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's uprising was not that simple.
Behind Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, there was the shadow of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy and the remnant of the Six Nations.
These two people were just chess pieces.
He stood on the carriage and raised his head. His face was dignified as he looked at the surprise and shock in the eyes of the majestic crowd. His face was solemn.
"People of Great Qin, We have come to see you!”
Ying Zheng raised his arms and shouted in an impassioned tone. He was shouting for the people of Great Qin, not the people of Zhao!
"Your Majesty, ten thousand years!"
"Your Majesty, ten thousand years!"
The people's wild shouts and excited revelry filled the long street. At this moment, no one could stop Ying Zheng's majesty!
In the vast mountains and rivers, only one person ruled!
Among the crowd, a thin and small person had a look of hatred on his face. It was Zhang Liang!
Zhang Liang looked at Ying Zheng, who was standing on the high platform, with a little disgust on his face. He turned his head and said in a low voice,""Now that the dog thief's prestige is too high, we'll leave first.”
Ying Zheng looked at the people of Zhao with a smile on his face. The people supported him, even if some of his actions were too hasty.
"Continue forward."
The convoy continued to move forward slowly. In a short while, they arrived at County Governor Manor.
County Governor Manor
Looking at Zhao Xing who was kneeling below the stage, Ying Zheng said with a dignified gaze,""Zhao Xing, how is Handan Prefecture now?”
"Your Majesty, Handan is now as stable as Mount Tai, and the people are living and working in peace.”
Before he could finish speaking, a cry came from outside."I want to see His Majesty, His Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
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