At noon, the sun was blazing.
The blue sky was clear and the sea breeze blew, bringing with it some coolness.
All the ministers looked up and stared at Wang Teng.
Immortals at the foot of Mount Tai!
They had all heard about Wang Teng's deeds.
They were naturally looking forward to Wang Teng's carving.
Wang Teng felt the fiery gaze and was calm.
He walked step by step to the stone tablet.
Facing the East China Sea, the flowers bloomed in the warm spring.
He had a thousand words to say in his heart and didn't know what to engrave.
Times had changed, but what could last forever was not only stones, but also spirit.
Some people died, but he was still alive.
The First Emperor died and the land was divided, but the concept of unifying the country and the world was preserved.
After him, many emperors had set unification as their goal.
He had traveled through time and space, and now he was standing upstream of the river of time.
Indeed, he should leave something for the future.
He had heard of the butterfly effect and knew about his grandfather's paradox and the idea of parallel worlds.
Wang Teng didn't know if it could be passed on to the future two thousand years later, but it was enough as long as he did it well.
Qin Shihuang stroked his beard and watched with a smile.
He was looking forward to it.
He also wanted to see what Wang Teng would carve on it.
……
Wang Teng came to the back of the stone tablet and looked at the blank space on it with a sigh in his heart.
He raised his right hand and gently tapped the stone tablet with his fair and slender index finger.
In an instant, everyone held their breath.
Following that, powder was scattered all over the place along with the wind.
His movements were very slow, but very steady.
All the ministers held their breaths and stared intently, afraid that they would miss some exciting scenes.
This was a genuine immortal with unfathomable abilities!
Soon, the first word was written.
However…
Everyone looked at this word, but no one recognized it.
Of course, this was in simplified Chinese.
Anyway, Wang Teng wrote it like this.
It was a gift to the people two thousand years in the future.
The combination of simplified Chinese characters and Xiaozhuan characters would make many archaeologists bald.
This difficult problem would be left to future generations.
Meng Yi stood behind Qin Shihuang and reminded him softly,""Immortal Master once mentioned that this is an ancient word from the Immortal Court.”
"No wonder!" Qin Shi Huang nodded." The ancient characters of the Immortal Court are indeed strange. They seem simple, but they actually conform to the simplest principles of the Great Dao. Immortal Master, you're very thoughtful!”
" Ancient characters of the Immortal Court?!"
"Hiss, could it be some kind of immortal curse?”
The audience discussed animatedly.
Wang Teng, on the other hand, was completely focused as he wrote slowly.
After he finished writing, he raised his hand and drew a hammer. Of course, there was a sickle beside it.
"Eh…this is?"
Wang Wan bowed with cupped hands." Immortal Master, you made a hammer and sickle charm to face the East China Sea, which is beneficial to Qin!"”
"This subject congratulates Great Qin and His Majesty!”
"Congratulations to Great Qin, congratulations to His Majesty!"
Qin Shihuang nodded in satisfaction.
Wang Teng was really thoughtful!
Wang Teng looked at them in bafflement. How could this have anything to do with talismans?
He didn't care about them.
After looking at it, Wang Teng was still very satisfied.
It didn't consume much ling power either.
The stone tablet should be preserved for a few more years so that future generations could see it.
Looking at Wang Teng's dense row of small words, Qin Shihuang finally couldn't help but ask,""What did Immortal Master write?"
"Just a few words."
Wang Teng looked at the East Sea. It had been 2,200 years.
The ancients wrote from right to left, but Wang Teng still used the technique of later generations.
There were only two sentences, 29 words.
This was his gift to the future generations. He would let those scholars slowly rack their brains!
The following part was much simpler.
Wang Teng read," Set up a heart for heaven and earth, set up a life for the people, carry on the teachings of the saints of the past, and open up peace for all generations.”
There were also seven words below, 218 B.C.!
Qin Shihuang carefully savored these words, and his gaze changed slightly. Create peace for all ages?!
As such…Great Qin could last for tens of thousands of generations!
So that was how it was!
Meng Yi waved his fingers and counted. He looked puzzled." Immortal Master, there are clearly twenty-nine words on this. You said that there are only twenty-two words.”
"Ahem, don't mind these details.”
Wang Teng waved his hand gently.
Such a good concept, yet he had to jump out and break it. It was not right!
Wang Wan carefully savored it as she looked at what Wang Teng had carved and muttered to herself.
Although he couldn't read simplified Chinese, he could understand it.
Wang Teng was going to do something big!
What kind of ambition was this?
"Seal the stone!"
As the audience announced, a dull horn sounded.
If there were fireworks, they would definitely release a bunch of them.
"Ten thousand years for His Majesty, ten thousand years for Great Qin!"
The courtiers and guards on both sides of the stone steps bowed.
The sea breeze blew, and Great Qin's Iron Eagle War Banner looked incredibly glorious.
The bugle call was loud and clear. Wang Teng and Qin Shihuang walked side by side down the stairs.
Before he left, he looked back at the stone tablet.
Perhaps, in the future, there would be people arguing endlessly about this stone tablet.
Then, Wang Teng resolutely walked down the stone steps.
……
"History of Qin" records: Twenty-eight years ago, he met an immortal on Mount Tai.
Climbing south to Langya, setting up stone steles to praise the virtue of Qin, showing pride! The immortal carved a stone with his finger, made a hammer and sickle, and faced the East China Sea. To establish the will of heaven and earth, to establish the fate of the people, to inherit the ultimate knowledge of the past saints, and to open up peace for all generations!
…………
After the storm, it was a sunny day.
At the foot of Langya Mountain, there were people wearing black headscarves and hemp clothes and wooden shoes.
This was the news from a few days ago.
It was said that an immortal master had come to Great Qin and could make delicious food from soybeans.
There were no soybeans in the palace, so they exchanged brown rice for soybeans.
As mentioned before, soybeans were very cheap now.
When Zhang Yi lobbied the King of Han, he despised them, saying that the commoners could only eat bean rice and bean leaf soup.
The Qin people liked corn, wheat, and millet even more, and they also planted these.
When they heard that the emperor wanted to exchange brown rice for soybeans, a lot of people naturally came.
He moved the best soybeans from his house over.
Based on the current prices, a stone of brown rice could be exchanged for about three to four coins.
This was a profitable business!
The business of the Qin Dynasty wasn't bad. For example, there were special laws like the Golden Cloth Law.
Wang Teng stood at the side and watched quietly.
This scene was a bit like a production team collecting grain after the autumn harvest.
If he didn't want brown rice, he could exchange it for money.
Old Zhao was also quite happy after the ceremony and did not care about the money.
But to these commoners, the rain and thunder were all heavenly grace.
The person in charge of this was Zhao Gao.
In fact, Zhao Gao's official position could not have fallen to such a state. It was only Emperor Qin's intention.
The old farmer exchanged a heavy stone of soybeans and held thirty coins in his hand.
He counted them one by one, his face filled with joy.
With this money, he could buy some corn.
He could also buy some hemp to make clothes and some coarse salt.
Tsk…comfortable!
The old farmer never thought that such a noble person like His Majesty would suddenly say that he wanted to buy soybeans. He heard that he would buy as many as he could.
He didn't know much about tofu, but it was fine as long as he could keep it.
He had a good impression and gratitude towards Wang Teng, a god he had never met before.
Needless to say, Wang Teng had also obtained some merit points.
According to Qin Shi Huang, he was going to ask Feng Wuze to transfer it from Langya County.
He was the emperor. Who would dare to ask him for money?
After Wang Teng's dissuasion, he chose to purchase it on the spot.
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