The sun was shining brightly!
On the plains of the Wei River, the grass grew long and the orioles flew, and the cattle were everywhere.
On the wide rammed earth road, the weeping willows swayed, and the canal water flowed clear.
In the wilderness, the wheat ears bore seeds, and the shepherd boy drove the cattle.
Smoke rose from the village chimneys.
Cocks crowing and dogs barking could be vaguely heard. It was a picture of a peaceful village.
Suddenly!
Boom!
A thunderous voice came from the end of the road, becoming clearer and clearer.
The birds and animals were so frightened that some flew and some fled.
The Shepherd Boy looked around in panic.
Suddenly, he saw a group of black cavalrymen rushing towards Xianyang like lightning and thunder, stirring up a storm of dust.
At the city gate, there were already city guards, forming a human wall.
They blocked the merchants and pedestrians on both sides.
He cleared a wide path for this travel-worn cavalry to reach Xianyang Palace.
"What happened?"
"What happened? Why is the city suddenly under martial law?”
"Could it be that the Xiongnu have gone south, or is there a war somewhere?”
The Xianyang citizens discussed in low voices.
Five hundred cavalry swept into Xianyang like a hurricane.
Xianyang Palace!
Ying WuXian, the officials, and the young masters of the imperial clan were all waiting outside the palace. The scene was solemn and silent.
From the morning onwards, there were reports that Wei Wei Yang Duan He was returning to Xianyang and where he was going.
Therefore, the officials and the imperial clan had already made their preparations.
Rumble!
When the five hundred cavalry approached Xianyang Palace and saw the officials waiting outside, they began to slow down.
Boom!
The cavalry stopped almost at the same time, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped.
Yang Duanhe, who was in the lead, dismounted with the knights behind him.
Yang Duan He, who was covered in dust and looked haggard, took two steps forward.
After he cupped his hands and bowed, he raised his head and said,"Overseer, everyone!”
There were tears in his eyes as he said loudly,"This old minister did not fail to fulfill your orders and sent Your Majesty back to Xianyang!”
The cavalrymen at the back split up in the middle.
It revealed the coffin of the First Emperor, which was carried by the cavalry.
It was more like a horse's leather than a coffin.
In order to return to Xianyang as soon as possible.
Ying Wuxian could only freeze the body of the First Emperor and wrap it with horse leather.
The cavalrymen untied the leather, and a cold white gas rose. The First Emperor in the ice was lifelike.
"Your Majesty!"
Although Feng Quji was mentally prepared, when he saw the corpse of the First Emperor, his tears still flowed like a fountain and he couldn't make a sound.
"Father!"
Young Master Gao, Jiang Lu, and the other young masters and princesses who were cultivating should have been cultivating in Orchid Pool Palace, but today's situation was special.
Ying WuXian allowed them to leave.
At this moment, he was shocked and sad, and he couldn't help but cry on the ground.
The surrounding officials and soldiers knelt down in unison.
Ying WuXian didn't cry, nor did he squeeze out tears.
He remained silent.
Then, he bowed to the First Emperor in the ice.
He was the first great man who unified the world and achieved great unification. The name 'Emperor' began with him!
He was criticized by the world for his militaristic expansion.
It laid the foundation of a nation and a country.
No matter which dynasty it was, the kings of the future generations would use the achievements they had created as the standard and insist on unifying the country.
Now, an era had ended!
Ying WuXian suddenly stood up and said in a clear voice,"Everyone, the soul of the Ancestral Dragon is still alive!”
His words were sonorous, infusing power into the ministers.
The sorrowful voice suddenly stopped.
Ying Wuxian said,"At this time, all officials should perform their duties. Prime Minister, do a good job in the funeral of the First Emperor and the matters of guarding the country."”
"Here!"
Ying WuXian and the officials had already discussed these matters.
How to do it, what steps, there were already regulations.
Childe Gao, will Lu and other imperial clan, Baiguan, carried Qin Shi Huang back to the palace to bury him.
Immediately, many linen hearse carriages rushed out of the capital like sparks of fire, flying out of the four gates of Xianyang to deliver the imperial edict to the world.
Then, a huge white banner that was more than 30 feet tall was erected on the city wall.
Some of the old Qin people were stunned when they saw the white banner.
White banners were erected on the city walls, and there was a funeral in the palace?
When Qin Shi Huang was in power, there was no queen or empress dowager.
Then, this funeral…
The people of Xianyang were all shocked.
"The First Emperor is dead?"
"How is that possible? Don't talk nonsense!"
Just when the people of Xianyang were hesitating.
Troops of armored soldiers escorted the proclaiming officers to the four gates of Xianyang.
He hung up the white cloth with the bright red seal of Xianyang's internal history.
Countless people gathered.
Those who could read the contents.
The gist of it was that Li Si, Zhao Gao, and Hu Hai had plotted against Qin Shi Huang, and Qin Shi Huang had died!
At the four arrow towers, the soldiers wrapped their heads in mourning cloth and began to plant white flags.
White banners were hung on the city walls.
He wrote," It's painful for the first emperor!”
Qin Shihuang was dead!
This scene finally confirmed the news.
If the monarch died, the entire country would fall!
However, what was surprising was that there were no cries in the entire Xianyang City. It was abnormally calm.
"The First Emperor is dead!"
It was a sigh that was filled with mixed emotions.
Yes, it was!
Sighing!
Not only did the Qin people not cry out in grief, they let out a long sigh instead.
After the death of the emperor who had unified the world, everyone could only sigh in relief.
Indeed.
His great talent and great strategy, his great achievements, would benefit the ages.
However, for the people of this era, every battle and every corvee meant life and death.
All his greatness was built on the flesh and blood of his countrymen, and could not be separated from the iron bones of the Qin people.
"Jiujiu Old Qin, let's go to the national disaster together!"
"Qiyue Wuyi, I will be your comrade!"
"Cultivate my armor and weapons, and I will share my hatred with you!"
"I'll go through fire and water!"
He had allowed Great Qin to reach its peak, but he had also pushed Great Qin into the abyss.
He was too anxious!
He really wanted to achieve his unparalleled hegemony and eternal achievements!
He was looking too far ahead!
The people who were far away from Great Qin could no longer catch up to him and could only be abandoned by him!
For some people, if he lived, others could not live.
Some people lived for the sake of others.
Night fell!
Xianyang City was in a state of tranquility, and the desolate whistling of the wind could be heard in the sky.
This wind.
It blew across the Wei River, Hangu Pass, and Shu Road.
It blew towards Jiangdong, Qilu, Baiyue, Bashu and Hetao.
There seemed to be a vigorous voice floating between heaven and earth.
"I ruled the six countries, unified the world, wiped out the Xiongnu, pacified the Bai Yue, built the Great Wall to suppress the Nine Provinces 'dragon veins, protected my Great Qin, and protected my country.”
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