In fact, whether it was Zhao Gao or Li Si, as long as Ying Zheng was alive, they would not be able to cause any waves.
But when he thought of how he would die of illness in the sand dune palace nine years later, Ying Zheng's face turned as dark as water.
In the past few years, he had indeed felt that his body was deteriorating day by day.
However, the smoke of war had just dissipated in the Divine Prefecture. The six states had been unified, and the hearts of the people were uncertain.
Most of the memorials submitted from all over the world were measured in stones. Why did he put in so much effort every day to deal with the government?
Later generations said that he was greedy for power and was unwilling to give up.
Ying Zheng really wanted to spit out a mouthful of salt soda water to kill these unfilial descendants who had smeared him!
He, Ying Zheng, had risked his life just to maintain the stability of the empire and lay down an unbreakable foundation for Great Qin.
For the sake of this world, I rose at the fifth watch and rested at the third watch. Why do the people of the world still blame me and hate Qin?
Is it my fault for building the Great Wall? Was it all Qin's fault?
The Great Wall of Longxi had been built ever since the Qin Empire was founded. The Great Walls of the Zhao, Yan, and Qi Kingdoms were the same.
I only connected the Great Walls of several countries together to form a military fortress that can be attacked and defended. How can it surpass the world?
What Meng Jiangnu crying to the Great Wall? Meng Jiangnu was not from the Great Qin Era! Why did you cry over the Great Wall that I built?
Reclaiming wasteland, digging canals, paving bridges, and building roads, which one of them was not a project that benefited the country and the people?
The construction of galloping roads can deter the six countries, dominate the world with troops, and keep the peace of the four directions. Far away can resist foreign humiliation, speed is the most important thing in war, to promote the prestige of China.
Whether it was the straight path, the five-foot path, or the rail path, they could all promote the mutual benefit of trade and people's livelihood.
As for the use of troops and Epang Palace, they had no choice.
How could he not know that exhausting the people's strength would harm the country's foundation?
However, after five hundred years of war, the Great Land had been riddled with holes.
But how can we appease the surrendered soldiers of the six countries?
If they were forced to retire, it was inevitable that they would be used by people with ulterior motives.
More importantly, these armorers who had been walking on the edge of life and death all year round were like wild horses that had lost their reins once they returned to their hometown.
Therefore, the battlefield was the best place for them to return to. If they died in battle, the imperial court would naturally give them preferential treatment.
If he made a contribution, the Imperial Court would not be stingy with rewards.
Tu Sui led 500,000 soldiers to attack Baiyue, most of whom were built by the six countries in Shandong.
Every year, there were casualties and reinforcements, and only a small number of them were from Old Qin. The vast majority were still the armored soldiers of the six countries in Shandong.
"The most elite soldiers of the Qin Empire will soon head to the northern border to expel the Xiongnu and take back the Hetao land. I'll make them return to the north of the desert and drive them to the west when I have time.
Yellow Peril? Then let's start a thousand years earlier!
However, in the Western Regions, whether it was the Dayue, Xiongnu, or Donghu, they were all powerful tribes. Since the Xia and Shang Dynasties, the four barbarians had been harassing China all year round, killing our people and seizing our goods. They were the biggest border threat in the Central Plains since ancient times.
The Zhou Dynasty had been destroyed by Xirong, so it was broken.
Great Qin had risen under the eyes of Xirong, and generations of ancestors had fought for hundreds of years and finally recaptured 800 kilometers of fertile land from Qin Chuan. They had completely destroyed Xirong and made them disappear from the annals of history.
In my hands, the Great Qin will not fear any enemies. Whether it is the Eastern Hu, the Northern Barbarians, the Southern Barbarians, or the Western Qiang, they will all be reduced to ashes in my hands and become dust in history like Xirong.
This world only needs one ruler, and that is me!
There was only one country in this world, and that was Qin!
There was only one voice in this world, and that was the will of the First Emperor!
After destroying the four barbarians, the Great Qin Empire's cavalry would not stop. They would cross the Western Regions and the oceans, planting Great Qin's black flag on every inch of land.
If the memories of the transmigrator were real, Ying Zheng believed that this day would not come too late.
As for building the imperial mausoleum for him, Ying Zheng had never felt that he had done anything wrong.
Sinners should be punished, and hard labor was one of the punishments. Was the imperial court going to feed these people for nothing?
If that was the case, the criminals would have to pay too little to commit crimes. Even though Great Qin had a lot of food, not a single grain was superfluous.
Baiyue!
In order to conquer this dangerous land, Great Qin had paid a painful price.
It was not because the Baiyue barbarians were brave and good at fighting, but because the land of Baiyue was too hot and humid. Poisonous insects and miasma were everywhere. Most of the casualties of the Empire's armored soldiers were due to the lack of acclimation.
At this time, there was no cure for malaria. If one got it, they would die. Whether they could survive or not depended on luck.
After searching in his mind for a while, Ying Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Pass it to Meng Yi."
Ying Zheng immediately turned over and sat up, shouting towards the outside.
Not long after, Meng Yi, who was dressed in court robes, walked in and said to Ying Zheng,""Greetings, Your Majesty."
As a high official, Meng Yi had always served the Emperor and shared his worries.
"Sit."
Ying Zheng said calmly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Meng Yi immediately thanked him and sat down on a seat at the side.
"How is the war going in the south?"
Ying Zheng asked casually.
Meng Yi did not find this strange at all. After all, the war in the south had already been going on for three years, and every step forward caused Great Qin to suffer massive casualties.
His Majesty would ask him about it every once in a while, and he was already used to it.
"Replying to Your Majesty, Xi Ou has formed a Hundred Clans Alliance to resist our army. Great General Tu Sui has just pacified South Yue, and Minzhong Prefecture has many things to do, so the army is temporarily resting in Minzhong.”
Meng Yi said.
"We need to increase the military supplies sent to Lingnan.”
Ying Zheng nodded, then said suddenly.
Add some?
Eh!
Meng Yi was stunned. He did not recover from his shock at first, but then he immediately said,"I will do it immediately."
"Pass down my decree to collect Xiao Mao and drive the yellow grass to the southern border.”
"The Imperial Shao Mansion is to gather all the skilled craftsmen in Xianyang. Those who disobey will be executed.”
Ying Zheng glanced at Meng Yi and added.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Although Meng Yi was full of doubts, since the Emperor had said so, as a subject, he could just carry it out.
In short, he only needed to obey orders and be a subject.
"How are those Confucians?"
Ying Zheng was very satisfied with Meng Yi's attitude and asked calmly.
"I have already ordered people to go to the residences of the great Confucians and reprimand them severely. I have ordered all the great Confucians to submit a letter of apology.”
Meng Yi said respectfully.
"Then zhen will wait!"
Ying Zheng smiled. He knew what Meng Yi was thinking. He wanted to make those great scholars lose face in front of the world and apologize to me.
Unfortunately, Meng Yi had underestimated these people. These pedantic scholars valued reputation more than their own lives.
Chunyu Yue was like this, and so were those self-important scholars who accompanied Mount Tai.
In this era, anyone who could be called a great scholar still had a few bones. Unlike the later generations, there were many literati without bones. The world even gave them a nickname-public knowledge.
Ying Zheng smiled. In the present age, this group of Confucian scholars were the so-called 'public knowns', who specialized in misleading the public.
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