Four hours later.
At dusk.
The First Emperor secretly set off for the Cloud-Dream Mountain, accompanied by Meng Yi and a famous official. Zhao Gao, the commander of the Central Che Mansion.
Just like that.
The group welcomed the setting sun and quickly arrived at the bamboo house south of Mugong Mausoleum.
The faint sounds of chatting gradually appeared in the distance.
“……”
Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng, stopped in his tracks.
Meng Yi and Zhao Gao immediately stopped. They didn't dare to cross the line.
Especially Zhao Gao, who had always followed the Emperor with his head lowered, following every step of the way with great respect.
At this moment.
Ying Zheng raised his hand slightly.
In the next moment.
Zhao Gao immediately ordered the attendant to bring the leather carriage over.
On the mountain path.
Ying Zheng slowly sat down. Under the glow of the late autumn sunset, he could not help but close his tired eyes.
After turning off one's vision, one's hearing would often be greatly improved.
The First Emperor Ying Zheng was no exception.
He began to hear clearly that an old man was drinking and sighing…
"A bowl of tea, a bottle of wine, an idle person in the bustling world.”
The one who spoke was the current Daoist Grand Supreme. Yin Shang.
At this moment.
In front of the bamboo house.
The old and the young sat opposite each other. There was meat, wine, and leisure. It was the best life to lie down.
"Little scholar, don't listen to those old rotten scholars in the future. You need to broaden your horizons.”
Yin Shang was half-drunk and half-awake.
He liked his current state very much.
Because he was a transmigrator, his two lives were like a dream.
He had already gotten over many things.
The reason why he was acquainted with the little scholar before him was firstly because of fate, and secondly because he was very pleasing to the eye.
That was why Yin Shang was willing to give him a few words of advice after he retired.
This was also very consistent with the way Daoists left their legacies.
It was just like how Confucius had visited Lao Tzu and praised him for being like a dragon. He had also received Lao Tzu's enlightenment.
Of course.
Yin Shang definitely did not have the mysterious and supreme realm of the Spring and Autumn Sage, so he could not leave another Daoist scripture for the nine provinces of China.
However, as a transmigrator, Yin Shang was definitely the only one in the Nine Provinces in terms of knowledge and experience. No one could compare to him!
"Headmaster…burp!"
The little scholar burped and then subconsciously covered his mouth, afraid that his rudeness would offend a peerless expert.
The identity of the little scholar was Fu Su, the eldest son of the Great Qin Empire. He had originally come to pay his respects to Duke Mu's Mausoleum and coincidentally bumped into Duke Yin…
At first, Fu Su's idea was to accompany this lonely old man for a chat, drink wine, and help him relieve his boredom.
In the end, Fu Su realized that he had hit the jackpot…
The expert spoke.
He knew if there was one.
When Duke Yin saw him, he said four sentences, Confucians should establish their hearts for heaven and earth, establish their lives for the people, inherit the great learning of the past saints, and open up peace for all generations.
Fu Su agreed!
Yin Gonggong's words were definitely the ideal that he would pursue for the rest of his life.
In addition.
In fact, Fu Su had wanted to confess his identity as a young master at the end of their first meeting.
However, he was interrupted and rejected by Duke Yin.
The reason Yin Shang gave Fu Su was simple. He was just a reclusive old man. In his eyes, Fu Su would always be a little scholar.
Since that was the case, it would make their acquaintance simpler and purer.
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.
Yin Shang didn't want to take in a disciple. He just wanted to leave behind some thoughts and wisdom for the future generations of Huaxia.
For example, during the Spring and Autumn Period, the founder of Taoism, Lao Tzu, spent a few days passing by Hangu Pass and left behind the first famous poem of the ancient sages.
" Master, the topic you gave me last time was about the Dharma and Logos of the Grand Unity of the Fate of the Nation..."
Fu Su frowned and said in distress," I've thought about it, but this matter is too difficult to solve. The people of the Central Plains still think that we are tigers and wolves that are violent against the Qin Dynasty. The original scholars and ministers of the six dynasties also criticize us for being horse slaves of the Zhou royal family and the descendants of the sinners of the Shang Dynasty.”
Fu Su was clearly extremely concerned about how outsiders viewed the State of Qin.
He had no choice.
Young people were easily influenced by rumors.
And the words 'Tiger Wolf Violent Qin' were indeed very vile.
It was equivalent to…assuming that the foundation of the Qin country in Guanzhong was broken through by the Qiang people in the far west.
Then would the old Qin people in Guanzhong recognize the rule of the extremely barbarian Qiang people?
Obviously, it was impossible!
Even if the old Qin people shed their last drop of blood, they would not yield to the Qiang people.
It was the same logic.
It could be seen that the people of the Central Plains were against the State of Qin.
This was a battle of ideologies, and it was extremely difficult to reverse in a short period of time.
In addition, Ying Qin was indeed a noble during the Shang Dynasty. Unfortunately, King Zhou's tyrannical reputation was too resounding, causing Ying Qin to be even more ostracized by the Central Plains.
Therefore, whenever the scholars and officials of the six dynasties attacked the Great Qin Dynasty for being a horse slave of the Zhou royal family, the scholars of the Qin Dynasty were often unable to refute.
After all, he was either scolded as a horse-raising servant of the Zhou royal family.
Or they were the remnants of the Shang Dynasty.
It seemed that he could only choose the lesser of the two evils.
"To put it bluntly, the principle of the unification of the Nine Provinces requires a proper name to be able to speak smoothly. In the end, it is the origin of surnames and identities…"
Yin Shang drank a mouthful of wine and continued,""The Qin people were indeed once nobles of the Shang Dynasty. After the Great Zhou destroyed the Shang Dynasty, the Qin people were exiled to the northwest border by the Zhou royal family.”
"Therefore, you, a little Confucian scholar of the Guanzhong nobles, feel that you can't refute the criticism of the background of the scholars of the Central Plains.”
"However…if I were to say that the Ying surname of the Great Qin royal family is one of the eight ancient surnames, and one of the oldest surnames of the Chinese race, would you believe me, little scholar?”
……
Yin Shang was intrigued.
Fu Su was flabbergasted!
The Ying surname was one of the eight ancient surnames?
If the origin of the Ying surname could be verified, then the Qin Kingdom's rule over the Central Plains would be greatly improved!
This was definitely a plan to continue the Great Qin Empire's fate!
……
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