Thirty-four years later, the king of Qin was in power.
It had been eight years since the First Emperor Ying Zheng unified the six states!
The people who suffered from the war finally had time to breathe.
Although the Qin laws were strict and the corvee was heavy, compared to the past where families were often destroyed, life was quite good now.
However, under the seemingly calm Great Qin Empire, darkness was quietly spreading.
Outside the empire, the Xiongnu in the north had repeatedly invaded the Central Plains. Their wild ambitions were obvious!
Within the empire, the remnants of the Six Nations and the Hundred Schools of Philosophy were merging with each other, and anti-Qin activities were happening from time to time!
In addition, the position of Crown Prince was still vacant, and the empire itself was not stable.
Therefore!
A storm was brewing!
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At dawn.
The sun rose from the east, and the gentle sunlight shone into the sky.
Among the endless palaces in Xianyang City, a tall but slightly ordinary palace was not eye-catching at all.
Ze Tai Palace!
The residence of Ying Hong, the youngest son of the First Emperor Ying Zheng, the 19th son, who was only 16 years old at that time.
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"Hmm? Where am I?"
"Hiss…"
In Ze Tai Palace, a handsome young man with long flowing hair suddenly sat up from his bed. His bright eyes looked around in confusion.
Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his head.
The pain came too quickly, and without any preparation, he subconsciously gasped.
Fortunately, the pain came and went quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the man regained his calm.
"I actually traveled to the Qin Dynasty more than 2000 years ago, and became Ying Zheng's son, Young Master Ying Hong, who looked exactly the same as me when I was the same age.”
"The pain that struck my soul just now should be caused by suddenly accepting all the memories of my predecessor.”
The young man, Ying Hong, who was the son of the Great Qin Empire, looked slightly sluggish as he muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear.
" It's the thirty-fourth year of the reign of the King of Qin, which is 213 B.C."
"F * ck, doesn't that mean that in another three years, my cheapskate father Ying Zheng will die?
As his son, how could I be killed by that bastard Huhai?”
Since things had come to this, Ying Hong quickly accepted the reality of transmigration.
Then, he thought of the ending recorded in the history of Great Qin and Ying Zheng.
From the memories he had received, he knew that he was Ying Zheng's second favorite son, only slightly worse than Huhai.
However, this was enough to prevent him from escaping the fate of being killed a few years later.
"Why don't we take advantage of the time to plan to escape from Xianyang and find a place to hide?”
"Anyway, after the death of the First Emperor, the world will be in chaos. Even if Huhai succeeds the throne, he won't have much time to deal with me.”
Ying Hong wasn't a person who would sit still and wait for death. He started to think about the possible way out for himself in the future.
"No, no, let's not talk about whether this method will succeed or not. Even if it succeeds, my future life is destined to be miserable.”
Escaping from Xianyang meant giving up his identity as a young master and everything he could rely on.
Ying Hong didn't have the confidence that he could survive in this chaotic world alone, let alone live comfortably.
"Why don't I give Emperor Shi a spoiler and let him kill that kid Huhai first?”
After getting off the bed, Ying Hong paced around the room while thinking.
It couldn't be helped. Although he was Ying Zheng's most beloved son besides Huhai, compared to Young Master Fusu who had the support of ministers and farmers, and Young Master Huhai who was supported by Zhao Gao and the net, Ying Hong, whose mother was just an ordinary person and had died early, had no advantage at all.
It could be said that other than his cheap father, Ying Zheng, he had no one he could rely on.
Since his escape plan was not reliable, he naturally thought of the idea of dealing with Huhai, the culprit.
"That won't do either. Ying Zheng definitely won't kill Huhai just because of a few words from me.”
"Moreover, it's a small matter that Huhai and Zhao Gao will target us and become a thorn in their side.
If they were labeled as brothers killing each other and having a heart of snakes and scorpions, they would really die.”
Ying Hong knitted his brows and immediately rejected the second plan.
"There's one last way, which is to befriend Fu Su.”
"Counting the time, it has been less than a year since Fusu was released to the county.”
"When the time comes, I will also ask Ying Zheng to go with me, to prevent him from committing suicide foolishly because of a fake imperial edict.”
"With my guidance and Meng Tian's army, history will definitely be rewritten.”
However, after thinking about it, Ying Hong felt a little discouraged.
He really did not have much confidence in persuading Fu Su to come down.
If one used their brain to think, they would know that in history, when Fu Su wanted to commit suicide, the people around him must have advised him.
However, he still couldn't stop it.
From this, it could be seen that this method was also not easy to do.
What if Fu Su said that he wouldn't do it, but secretly committed suicide? Ying Hong couldn't keep an eye on Fu Su 24 hours a day, could he?
"Damn it. No matter how I think about it, I still can't come up with a method that I am confident in…"
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