Great Qin: I am the Emperor.
21 Immortal Manifestation?

Return of

Settings
ScrollingScrolling

Xianyang City Gate.

Hundreds of important officials rode on their horses, bringing their generals and guest ministers with them. They surrounded the carriage of the Qin Emperor in the center and stepped out of Xianyang City under the escort of thousands of imperial soldiers.

After leaving the city, tens of thousands of elite soldiers quickly gathered together and formed the outermost layer of an iron wall.

It took the king of Qin a whole day to leave Xianyang City.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder Liu Bang said that a real man should be like this. This lineup is too awesome!”

Chu Han couldn't help but smack his lips when he saw the team patrolling the east.

"Unfortunately, there are too many people. We can't see what Qin Shihuang looks like at all. I wonder if he has a big belly like in the murals? Haha ~"

Chu Han couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the statue of Qin Shihuang that was passed down in later generations. He swayed and left the city gate.

……

After nearly ten days of trekking, Ying Zheng finally arrived at the foot of Mount Tai.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Over seventy Confucian scholars and alchemists who were summoned by Ying Zheng stood in front of him in a dark mass, bowing with their hands folded in front of their chest.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng felt even more delighted.

Qi State was once the overlord of the Warring States Period, and was also one of Qin State's greatest enemies.

If it wasn't for King Qi Min courting death, King Qi Jian being fatuous, and Prime Minister Qi being bribed by Qin after winning, how could Qi surrender with its talent and combat strength reserves?

Now, this former overlord had already submitted to his feet, and the brilliant talent reserve of the Qi Kingdom had all been taken by him!

Ying Zheng waved his sleeve excitedly and said loudly,""I came to Mount Tai today to worship Mount Tai and offer sacrifices to heaven and earth. Do you know the rites of worship?”

The group of Confucian scholars had long known the purpose of Ying Zheng's trip, and those who had been summoned here were all hoping to use this opportunity to advance.

Hearing Ying Zheng's question, they immediately scrambled to make up stories.

"Your Majesty, Mount Tai is a sacred mountain. Your Majesty should wrap the wheels with cattail grass to prevent damaging the vegetation on the mountain.”

"Wrong! Your Majesty, when offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, we should imitate the ancient rites. We should sweep the floor and mat, and cover the mountain road with mats made of stalks. Only then can we be sincere!”

"Your Majesty, you're wrong. During the Fengshan ceremony, you should set up an incense table, burn incense, and light a fire to convey your sincerity to the heavens!”

The confucian scholars all said different things, and they even conflicted with each other.

However, this was the best opportunity to lick Qin Shihuang's boots. How could they give up?

For a moment, dozens of Confucian scholars were debating whose point of view was correct. They directly fought, and shoes and hats flew everywhere!

Looking at the ridiculous scene before him, Ying Zheng was so angry that his fingers were trembling.

"Ridiculous! How absurd!"

Before they set off, Ying Zheng had received Chu Han's reminder that the ritual of worshipping Mount Tai eight hundred years ago was probably gone.

However, he had never expected that these Confucian scholars would actually come up with such a bizarre method to fool him!

He was the emperor!

The emperor!

He was not a monkey that could be played with!

Ying Zheng suddenly rose to his feet, flung his sleeves and said angrily,""Beat them all out!"

"Your Majesty, I'm talking about King Cheng of Zhou's Mount Tai ceremony! Your Majesty, please believe me!"

"Your Majesty, please spare my life!"

"Ying Zheng, you tyrant! A fatuous ruler! He actually didn't listen to me…Ah, it hurts!”

Seventy or eighty Confucian scholars were beaten out of their tents by the Imperial Army.

" Men!" Ying Zheng said angrily," Take out the sacrificial vessels and offer sacrifices to Mount Tai with the ritual of the Great Qin!”

Seeing this, Li Si wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he let out a long sigh. The resentment in his heart towards Chu Han was about to break through the sky.

He knew that with Chu Han's words, he would not be able to persuade Ying Zheng no matter what.

However, after this incident, the rift between the people of Qilu and His Majesty would probably become even bigger!

After spending two days to let the people clean up the mountain path, Ying Zheng chose an auspicious day and strode up Mount Tai.

However, just as Ying Zheng was halfway up the mountain, a gust of strong wind blew over, followed by a torrential downpour. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled in the sky from time to time.

Li Si was shocked." Your Majesty," he hurriedly said," Your Majesty, quickly come here to hide from the rain. Don't catch a cold!"”

A group of eunuchs hurriedly raised their rain gear and escorted Ying Zheng to a towering tree to shelter from the rain.

Looking up at the gloomy sky, Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly.

"Could it be that I am not qualified to worship Mount Tai? If I am qualified, why would the heavens send such a bad omen?”

Ying Zheng murmured in his heart, unwilling to accept the outcome. But right at this moment, another thunderous explosion sounded.

Even though Ying Zheng had unified the world and thought highly of himself, he was still not detached from this era. He was so frightened by this thunderbolt that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After four hours, the wind and rain stopped. Li Si whispered,""Your Majesty, do you wish to continue the Pilgrimage?"

" Continue!" Ying Zheng composed himself and said in a deep voice.”

He set up a stone tablet to sing praises and went down the mountain to worship Liang Fu.

The entire ritual was carried out meticulously according to the ancient rites of the Qin country.

However, Ying Zheng did not feel the slightest joy.

After the ceremony, the troops continued to march eastward, but Ying Zheng did not know who to talk to about the depression in his heart.

"If only Brother Chu was by my side, I could still chat with him, but now…"

Ying Zheng sighed softly.

At this moment, he was the emperor, and the emperor absolutely could not expose his weakness to his subjects!

Ying Zheng suddenly missed that small eatery in Xianyang City.

"Heavens, what is that!"

"Immortal Mountain, that's the mountain of immortals!”

Exclamations came from outside the carriage. Ying Zheng frowned and said angrily,""Why are you so noisy?"

Li Si quickly lifted the curtain and shouted excitedly,""Your Majesty, there are celestial mountains overseas!"

Ying Zheng was startled, and hurriedly looked out. Indeed, he saw a towering mountain peak in the sky beyond the coastline.

"This! Could it be that immortals really exist in this world?"

For a moment, Ying Zheng's heart, which was already in a trance due to the heavy rain during the Pilgrimage Ceremony, was shaken even more.

During the Pilgrimage Ceremony, there was a torrential rain, and now there was a celestial mountain on the sea.

Could this really be a divine manifestation?

But first, it was a storm, lightning, and thunder, and now it was a divine mountain.

One moment it was fierce, the next moment it was good.

What kind of warning is this immortal trying to give me?

Even though Ying Zheng was an iron-blooded emperor who had swept across the six dynasties and wiped out the entire world, his heart was still beating wildly at this moment.

Brother Chu Han, if you were here, you might be able to understand the meaning of the immortals, right?

In the restaurant, Chu Han sneezed for the eighteenth time today.

"This is really strange. I really have to go to Boss Liu's place to get a few Cold Wind Spirit.”

This book comes from:m.funovel.com。

Last Next Contents
Bookshelf ADD Settings
Reviews Add a review
Chapter loading