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The thirty-sixth year of Qin Shihuang's reign.

Yingzhou.

The gentle sea breeze blew slowly, bringing with it a hint of saltiness.

Yi Yi had just returned from the new pier. His figure moved slowly in the sunlight, along the winding bluestone road, walking step by step towards the school.

School, this name was given by the goddess. Yi Yi felt that this name was extremely appropriate. The school was large, covering an area of ​​more than 300 acres. (Six feet is one step, three hundred steps is one li, and two hundred and forty steps is one acre.) However, due to the limited number of teachers, the three thousand children can only take turns to attend classes. At present, only a small half of the school is used. But even so, it is full of vitality and vigor.

"The sky and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and boundless. The sun and moon wax and wane, the stars are in a line. Winter comes and summer goes, autumn harvests and winter stores. The leap year is made up, the rhythm of the sun is adjusted. Clouds rise and bring rain, dew turns into frost. Gold is born in Lishui, jade comes out of Kunshan..."

Before we even got close to the primary school, we could hear the sound of reading from afar. The voice was childish but loud.

Yi Yi's mouth curled up slightly, and he greeted the patrol guards along the way, and walked into the newly built classroom. The classroom building style was simple and elegant. The sunlight poured into the room through the wooden windows. There were more than a dozen long desks inside, which were made of solid wood and exuded a faint wood fragrance. There were two rush mats in front of each desk, which were soft and comfortable.

A group of children ranging from eight to ten years old, in groups of two, knelt in front of the table, with their little hands placed obediently on their knees, their small chests straightened, and followed Yi San, who was teaching them, with full concentration, reciting aloud the "Enlightenment Text" given by the goddess.

After watching quietly for a while, Yi Yi nodded to Yi San, and without disturbing the students, he slowly patrolled around the primary school and walked back to his dormitory along the gravel path.

Well, the name of the dormitory was also given by the goddess.

Returning to his room, Yi Yi gently pushed open the door of the study. There were not many books on the wooden shelf, only a few.

He walked to the bookshelf, took out a copy of "Middle School Chinese", and carefully opened the book. The words in the book were like jumping notes, leading him into a new world of knowledge. Yi Yi was immersed in it and forgot the passage of time.

An hour later, Yi Yi pulled out a few pieces of paper from the table and wrote down his thoughts and experiences from today's study. This was a task assigned by the goddess and would be tested. In order to learn all the "Immortal Texts" as quickly as possible, Yi Yi and several teachers would communicate for an hour after dinner every day.

In another half month, the goddess will start teaching "High School Chinese" and "Algebra". Chinese is easy to learn, but arithmetic is a little difficult to understand. Fortunately, the fourth child is smart, so I just need to ask him for advice.

After writing his reflections, Yi Yi took out a booklet from the drawer and started reading it. The experiences of the past few days came to his mind again.

Miscellaneous Notes:
When I first arrived in Yingzhou, everything here was so unfamiliar. The lush forests, clear streams, exotic flowers and plants...

After setting up camp, the goddess decided to teach us the "immortal text" first.

At first, I found it very difficult. These languages ​​and characters were very different from what I had learned before. Compared with this new "Xianwen", the ancient seal script seemed complicated and obscure. Those wonderful arithmetic rules made me rack my brains.

But the goddess said that to learn the immortal magic, one must know the immortal language. I can only try my best to understand the meaning of each character and remember every arithmetic rule.

Slowly, I began to find that Xianwen seemed to be easier to write and recognize. Its strokes were simple and smooth. Chinese also made communication smoother. Every pronunciation was clear and accurate, as if it could directly convey the thoughts in my heart.

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June 1st, sunny.

Today, Lao Liu brought the craftsmen and the captured natives to build a house.

Lao Liu said that we can move in in two days. Lao Liu also said that the architectural drawings were given by the goddess, and the houses in the fairy world also look like this. The only difference is that the houses in the fairy world are built with fairy stones...

The newly built 'school' is very big, and the style of the house is a bit strange, but it is very beautiful and spacious. The 'dormitory' is very cleverly designed. I heard that only the selected 'teachers' like us have such a big house...

...............

June 15th, cloudy.

Today the goddess came and asked us to teach 3,000 children. This is undoubtedly a difficult task. The children are of different ages and personalities. Some are smart and eager to learn, while others are naughty and active. It is difficult for them to sit quietly and listen to the lecture, and they often make some small mischiefs.

But seeing these children grow from being ignorant at the beginning to gradually mastering the immortal language, my heart is filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Their learning ability puts me under pressure, as they seem to learn faster than us. Lao Jiu is under even more pressure, because he is the slowest learner among us…

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June 18th, sunny.

Today, many barbarians came to the school again, carrying weapons so simple that they were laughable. My Great Qin Tiger Guards naturally didn't take these chickens and dogs seriously. However, they always came to harass us every now and then, which was also very annoying.

I cut off fifteen savage heads today, but unfortunately there is no military achievement to be recorded. I have to dig a pit to burn and bury them.

Most of these savages are dead or injured, so they should be well behaved for a while.

Lao Ba suggested finding their lair and killing them all. Unfortunately, there were not enough war horses, and the wild horses that were captured had not been tamed yet...

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July 15th, rain.

The day we have been looking forward to, the goddess is coming!

But today the goddess did not summon us as usual, but chose to go to the farm.

The farm official told us that the goddess brought some immortal seeds with her this time. These immortal seeds are extraordinary. Some can produce 100 dan of grain per mu, and some can be used to make warm clothes. Hearing this news, we were all very excited and looking forward to it.

Although the goddess did not summon us today, her arrival has filled us with anticipation for our future lives. We believe that under the goddess' blessing, our lives will get better and better.

...............

After reading the notes he had written earlier, Yi Yi put down the pen in his hand, leaned back slightly in his chair, and a trace of contemplation and emotion appeared in his eyes.

After a moment, Yi Yi picked up the pen again and solemnly wrote the date on a brand new piece of paper.

July 1st, sunny.

Today, I went to the new dock...

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Fusang. Fusu stood by the sea, letting the sea breeze blow his clothes and hair. The waves kept hitting the coast, making waves of majestic sounds.

Looking at the endless sea horizon, Fusu's thoughts fluctuated like the surging waves.

He is the eldest son of the Qin Empire, carrying countless expectations and responsibilities. He is kind-hearted and advocates governing the country with benevolence, which often conflicts with his father's harsh policies. However, fate brings him to this strange land of Fusang.

Recalling the days in Xianyang, the infighting and power struggles in the palace had exhausted him. But now, standing on this vast seashore, he felt an unprecedented tranquility. There was no power struggle here, only the magnificence and purity of nature.

Gong Xi said that this place was called "Fusang" by the goddess, and this name instantly evoked Fusu's long-lost memories. "The Classic of Mountains and Seas: Overseas East" records: "There is Fusang on Tanggu, where ten suns bathe. It is located in the north of Heichi and lives in the water. There is a big tree, nine suns live on the lower branches, and one sun lives on the upper branches."

He could not help but think of the origin of his name, which was the expectation given to him by his father, Qin Shi Huang. "Fusu" means lush trees and full of vitality, and it carries a beautiful vision for the prosperity of the Qin Empire.

At this moment, looking at this piece of land called Fusang, Fusu was filled with emotion. He seemed to see the Fusang tree in ancient mythology, tall and straight, with lush branches and leaves, and ten suns perched on it in turn, emitting a mysterious and dazzling light. It was a world full of fantasy, intertwined with reality, which made him fall into deep contemplation.

After a long time, Fusu came back to his senses and walked slowly, leaving shallow footprints on the beach. He bent down and picked up a shell. The delicate texture seemed to tell the story of the ocean. The prosperity and noise are now gone.

The sea breeze was still blowing, and the waves were hitting the shore, making waves. Fusu was immersed in his own thoughts for a long time.

"Do you miss home, sir?"

A low and slightly concerned voice came from afar, instantly waking Fusu who was immersed in his thoughts.

Fusu came back to his senses and looked at Xin Sheng. Xin Sheng stood there quietly, his clothes fluttering, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and a barely perceptible worry in his eyes.

After taking a deep look at Xin Sheng, Fusu nodded slightly, then shook his head gently, and then asked softly, "Where is General Xin?"

Xin Sheng raised his head slightly, looking at the vast and slightly desolate land in the distance, and slowly spoke: "Although this place is not as prosperous and magnificent as Xianyang, it has an unpolished and natural quality. There is a kind of majestic beauty among the wild grass and smoke; the boundless wilderness also hides infinite possibilities. Now that we are here, we should make peace. My lord, you have the world in your heart, are full of benevolence and righteousness, and are extremely wise. No matter where you are, you can radiate extraordinary brilliance."

"Haha, I never thought that General Xin would have such comforting words."

Fusu raised his lips slightly, with a bit of surprise and relief. He shook his head gently, as if to temporarily shake off those complicated thoughts. As he sighed slightly, his eyes revealed a hint of doubt and deep expectation: "Gong Xi once said that today is the day when the goddess will come. Now it is almost spring, but why is there still no sign of her?"

As he spoke, Fusu looked into the distance. The sky was as clear as a bright gem, and the clouds were floating leisurely like cotton wool, but there was no trace of the legendary goddess. The breeze blew gently, bringing a faint and elegant floral scent, but it could not soothe the doubts in his heart.

Fusu frowned slightly, wondering in his heart how true the legend of the goddess's arrival was. He recalled Gong Xi's expression of awe and expectation, and the rumors about the goddess did not seem false.

Xin Sheng bowed and said, "I have heard that one day in heaven is one year on earth. The goddess lives in the nine heavens, and the flow of time there is different from that in the mortal world. Perhaps it seems to us that it is almost spring, but for the goddess, it is just a moment. My lord, don't be anxious. The goddess's coming may be a matter of chance or a specific time. Now that we are here, we should wait for it with a calm heart. I believe that when the time comes, if the goddess really wants to come, she will show her holy appearance."

The afterglow of the setting sun was like a golden veil, gently falling on the sea. Fusu sighed:
"Let's go, it's getting late, we should go back to the camp."

"promise!"

Xin Sheng bowed respectfully in response. Then he turned and walked towards the tree where the horse was tied, and untied the horse rope with a neat movement. The horse seemed to sense the signal that it was about to set off, and snorted lightly, and its hooves pawed the ground restlessly.

Xin Sheng jumped on the horse, his figure as nimble as a cheetah. Fusu followed closely behind. When the two men shook the reins, the horses galloped away like arrows, raising a cloud of dust.

After half an hour of riding, the two returned to the camp. The camp was located on a small hill, which was about 40 to 50 meters high, about 5 miles in radius, and the terrain was very flat.

From a distance, the camp was dotted with simple but sturdy wooden houses. These wooden houses were built by the soldiers using nearby wood. Although simple, they provided them with shelter from wind and rain.

Around the wooden house, Vice Commandant Xin Liao was directing a group of guards to busy themselves with cleaning the stoves and preparing for dinner. Their figures seemed particularly small in the afterglow of the setting sun, yet full of life and energy.

Not far away, boats were quietly moored on the river bank. A group of guards were casting nets not far from the river bank. There were a lot of fish in the river, and the local natives were driving canoes and spearing fish in the river. The guards used fishing nets, and they could catch more than a dozen big fish in one go. The fish kept jumping in the net, flashing silver light, as if they were making the final struggle for their fate.

"Look, what are they doing?"

As soon as Fusu and Xin Sheng got off their horses, they heard the Lang guards pointing and talking at the natives who were fishing in the distance.

Fusu turned his head and saw that the "savages" on several canoes were kneeling on the boats, kowtowing and worshiping towards the west.

The two of them couldn't help but look over there curiously.

At the edge of the sky, brilliant rays of light surged like a raging sea of ​​fire. A dazzling ray of light tore through the sky like a meteor. The strong light was like the falling sun, making it almost impossible to look directly at it.

In the light, a graceful figure appeared faintly, like a fairy from a dream, with a soft halo emanating from her body. The halo seemed to be carefully condensed from the light of the stars, and was as bright as a burning flame.

"goddess?!"

Fusu and Xin Sheng looked at each other and could see each other's shock.

In a moment, the goddess had flown above the camp. Fusu's eyes met the goddess's, and his mind went blank for a moment.

The goddess was wearing a snow-white veil, which was as light as mist. When it fluttered in the wind, it seemed as if countless stars were twinkling happily in it. Every time it fluttered, Fusu seemed to hear a subtle tinkling sound like the whisper of an elf. The sound was like the sound of nature, echoing in the air.

Her long hair fell like a black waterfall, dancing gently in the breeze, and her eyes were like a bottomless lake, as if hiding an endless universe. Her face was absolutely beautiful, like a work of art carefully crafted by the world's top artists, with every line just right, exuding a sacred and inviolable noble temperament.

A crystal clear gem is inlaid on her forehead, emitting a mysterious and charming light, which is like a dancing flame. Her red lips are slightly raised, revealing a smile as warm as the spring sunshine.

The goddess slowly descended, as if she were stepping on invisible clouds. Her posture was light and graceful, and every movement was full of rhythm and beauty.

As the goddess descended, Fusu felt that the air seemed to be filled with a fresh and mysterious fragrance. The fragrance seemed to contain the power of life, making people feel incomparable peace and comfort.

The soldiers in the camp were busy doing their own things, some were carrying supplies, some were repairing weapons, and some were preparing meals.

When the brilliant light cut through the sky and the goddess' figure appeared in the horizon, all the soldiers seemed to be cast under a spell and instantly stopped what they were doing.

Their eyes were fixed on the goddess in the sky, full of astonishment, awe and disbelief. Some opened their mouths so wide that an egg could fit in them, with expressions of shock on their faces; some people's tools slipped quietly and hit the ground with a crisp sound, but they were unaware; others knelt down involuntarily, mumbling to themselves, as if praying devoutly.

Their heartbeats seemed to stop at this moment, and the whole world became silent, with only the sacred figure of the goddess constantly magnifying in their eyes.

Fusu's eyes were fixed on the goddess, his eyes flashing with excitement, and he opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. His heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and an indescribable feeling of awe surged into his heart like a tide, staring at the goddess in a daze.

Xin Shengze's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. The weapon in his hand unconsciously dropped, and his breathing became rapid.

(End of this chapter)