After cursing, some people came back to their senses and couldn't help but ask Ying Changan.
"Your Highness, you just said that His Majesty will encounter a third assassination attempt. When will this third assassination attempt be?”
"Yes, Your Highness. Does His Majesty know about such an important matter?”
"If I knew where those assassins were, I would never let them leave Chang 'an alive.”
The Old Qin people on the streets of East City were agitated.
Even though they knew that this was probably just a story, a child's talk that won Chang 'an.
However, they were still unable to suppress the anger in their hearts.
They had personally witnessed how Great Qin had unified the six countries, and they could understand how hard it had been to come by.
Destroying Ying Zheng meant destroying everything that belonged to the old Qin people.
If I don't fight you to the death, I'll be damned.
Zhang Liang and Uncle Xiang pricked up their ears at the same time, staring at the porcelain doll on the high platform with their eyes wide open, afraid that they would miss any information.
Their purpose in coming to Xianyang was to assassinate Ying Zheng!
Who would have thought that the secret would be leaked by the little child in front of her before the eight characters were even written?
Ying Changan's accurate prediction, which did not match his age, brought great shock and surprise to Zhang Liang's heart.
He could not figure it out.
How could a four or five-year-old kid have such a terrifying judgment?
What would happen if he grew up?
……
Ying Changan, who was sitting at the edge of the high platform and swinging his fair and tender short legs, shrugged his shoulders indifferently as he listened to everyone's discussion.
"Everyone, don't worry. How can Imperial Father be so easily assassinated by those rascals?”
"Those people are only fit to hide in the dark and stinking sewers, shivering like cowards.”
"As long as Father is alive, they will never be able to stand out.”
"Alright, this matter ends here. Let's continue talking about my father-in-law, ah pui, the second prince's story in my book.”
Ying Changan grinned, revealing two small white canine teeth. He looked extremely cute.
Her childish voice, coupled with her humorous yet serious storytelling style, instantly swept away the tense atmosphere on the streets of East City.
Many people couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, Your Highness is right. Our Emperor is the true dragon and son of heaven. Those cowardly turtles only dare to stab us in the back.”
"That's right. They don't dare to jump out. People like them are more afraid of death than we are.”
"Your Highness, let's talk about what happened to the Emperor of the Great Tang, ah no, the Second Prince.”
Everyone raised their heads and locked their eyes on the porcelain doll on the high platform.
The assassination was just a small interlude.
Today's theme was still the story of the Second Prince.
Unknowingly.
The people on the streets of the East City were already engrossed in listening. They no longer treated Ying Changan as a child.
Zhang Liang and Uncle Xiang looked at each other with sullen expressions.
As the descendants of the Six Nations, they had never suffered such humiliation.
Not only was he pointed at and scolded, but he was also treated as a rat that only knew how to hide in a smelly drain.
The key was that this metaphor was quite vivid.
Weren't they unable to fight against Ying Zheng and Great Qin head-on, so they could only hide in the dark and carry out assassinations?
Thinking of this, Zhang Liang felt as if there was a huge stone blocking his chest, and he was a little breathless.
……
On the high platform.
Ying Changan nodded and continued to speak.
"The Second Prince ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world.”
"This young emperor is full of energy and has great ambitions in his heart. He swore to make the empire strong and powerful.”
"But just as he was about to make a big move, an uninvited guest arrived and completely disrupted his plans.”
"In the north of the empire, there is a wild land where a group of savages eat raw meat and drink blood. They envied the prosperity of the empire and would always go south to cause trouble, robbing the labor force, women, and ironware of the empire.”
Hearing this, someone below the platform could not help but mutter softly.
"Isn't that the Xiongnu?"
"It seems so."
"That's right. Aren't those Xiongnu people like to eat raw meat and drink blood?”
On the high platform.
Ying Changan also heard these discussions and nodded his little head."That's right, just like the Xiongnu in the north.”
"Not long after the second prince ascended the throne, the Manhuang Empire led a hundred thousand cavalry to attack the second prince.”
"They burned, killed, and plundered along the way. Tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of innocent people had died under their iron hooves and swords.”
"Tens of thousands of women were raped by them, and countless children became delicious food in their pots.”
"They even gave the people of the Central Plains an insulting name, Two-legged Sheep.”
"What is a two-legged sheep?"
"It means a sheep that walks on two feet.”
" In the eyes of the Desolate Steel Cavalry, the people of the Central Plains are no longer humans. They are sheep and livestock. Not only can they become their labor force, but they can also become their food. They can even become tools for their enjoyment.”
……
At this point, there was a deathly silence below the high platform.
Humiliation and hatred were written all over their faces.
From Ying Changan's words, they seemed to have thought of their past selves.
To the north of Great Qin, the Xiongnu people also often went south to kill and pillage.
Their methods were cruel and their combat strength was extremely strong.
In the eyes of the Xiongnu, the people of the Central Plains were weak and could be humiliated as they pleased.
How many fathers, husbands, and sons had died in their hands?
Many people's mothers, wives, and daughters had been abducted back to the grasslands, and they were living a life worse than death.
This tragic history was the deepest pain in everyone's heart.
It was not until Ying Zheng succeeded as the ruler of the Great Qin State, unified the six states, and sent General Meng Tian to guard the Nine Plains that the Xiongnu's southward momentum was finally stopped.
From then on, the people had a stable life, and the people had the courage to raise their heads.
They were no longer worried about the invasion of the alien races, nor were they afraid of their families being separated.
And all of this was created by the old man in Xianyang Palace.
Anyone with a conscience would never forget the great influence that the emperor had brought to this nation.
……
In the crowd.
Zhang Liang sneered.
"Since ancient times, it has been the winner takes all. Didn't he, Ying Zheng, also step on white bones to achieve what he had today?”
"What benevolence, righteousness, and morality? Those are just shackles that bind one's own boundaries. If you want to achieve great things, you have to do it at all costs.”
In his eyes, regardless of whether it was the Manhuang Empire or the Xiongnu, as long as he could achieve his goal, he would not hesitate to compromise and collude with them.
After I die, who cares about the flood!
"Brother Zhang Liang is indeed a learned person, even his words are so profound.”
Uncle Xiang couldn't help but glance at Zhang Liang.
He didn't quite understand, but he was greatly shocked.
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