Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 761 Qin Shihuang's Confession
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Ye Feng half-kneeled on the ground, panting heavily, looking at Qin Shihuang who was swallowed up by Maoshan Thunder Fire Order.

Did it work?

The thunder and fire gradually dissipated, and the surrounding black color also gradually faded. Qin Shihuang stood there blankly, his body gradually becoming transparent.

The colorless world has been broken.

Qin Shihuang's imperfect longevity has finally collapsed.

"I... was defeated by an ant...?" Qin Shihuang looked at his increasingly transparent body in disbelief.

"Hahahaha..." Ye Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, "Master, brothers, and Yan'er!
Your spirits in heaven, you can close your eyes now!

I, Ye Feng, finally avenged you! "

Afterwards, Ye Feng drew out the money sword in his hand, stared at Qin Shihuang firmly and said, "You tyrant! Before dying, is there anything else to say?"

"Tyrant! I am a tyrant? Hahaha! If you are me, how much do you think you can do?" Qin Shihuang laughed loudly and said:
"That year, I was just a three-year-old child.

I live in a courtyard where I can hardly go out.

I can always hear the sound of many children playing outside the wall, but I have never seen them, and it is impossible for children to play with me.

What I am facing is just a group of servants who watch me indifferently, a sullen father, and a frowning mother.

As long as I can remember, I would open the eyes of a child and be curious to observe the world. I have been a prisoner who lost freedom with my father.

I often wonder why the world is so small with only one yard and so few people with only one family.

My parents seldom smile at me, and I don't even know what it means to be in love with me.

What impresses me the most is probably how many times the rough guards barged into my courtyard when Zhao was besieged, but my father could only beg for fear.

Later I found out that it was the great-grandfather who couldn't even name my father and son, who abandoned my father and son as hostages in an enemy country that was fighting a war of annihilation.

For three years, whenever soldiers approached the city, the life I just had would be in jeopardy.

And what is your three-year-old doing?
When I was less than ten years old, I and my mother were driving back to Xianyang from Zhao Guo.

Xianyang, that is my hometown that I have never met.

The HD that goes away behind is the place where I grew up, but there is only trouble and fear.

A few years ago, when the whole family was in crisis, my father left me and my mother and secretly returned to Xianyang alone.Today, my father is the King of Qin.

As the eldest son who is about to return to China, I have to think about how to face my father in the future, or how to please my father, King Qin.

At that time, the mother who was sitting next to me in the carriage was a young and dissolute woman.

I might also think that no matter what, I can't let my father know that in the past few years, I have bumped into Wang Sheng's mother having an affair with a man of unknown origin.

During the years of being abandoned by my father, I have seen my mother's sadness and indulgence.

During the time when I hid at my grandfather's house, I had neither friends nor teachers, let alone the conditions to be educated by noble children.

I, who is rarely disciplined, is used to being alone, not very good at socializing with others, and does things without pretense, showing a strong purpose.

But I have a talent for insight into subtleties, a rich understanding of people's hearts and a complicated inner world.

I understand that as the eldest son, I will not be able to avoid Xianyang's cruel competition for reserve positions in the future.The fear did not cease, and life depended on the will of the father.

And your ten-year-old, what are you doing?
At the age of 13, I accidentally became the young master of Qin.

But there are still not many ministers who sincerely respect me.

My unfamiliar titular grandmother is from the state of Chu.

My equally unfamiliar pro-grandmother is Korean.

This real grandmother of mine has always only favored her half-brother who was born after her father abandoned her and fled back to Qin, but she wants to get rid of herself, who is also her own grandson.

Of course, my mother is from Zhao State, and my adoptive father and teacher is Lu Buwei, a businessman whom my father met in Zhao State.

Zhao Guo's forces in the court have been working hard to push me to the top.

Afterwards, I finally became the puppet king under the protection and control of Zhao Guo's forces.

There is another person that makes me wary, that is, the male favorite who makes me sick by the side of the mother who has become the empress dowager—Miao Du.

I have insight into the people around me, and I know that I am above the court, but I am in the vortex of the struggle between Zhao, Han, and Chu.

Although this crown is gorgeous and glorious, if you are not careful, it will become a flower that has not yet bloomed and died.

I showed everyone that I was reticent, weak and uncontested.

But in private, as a young master, I try my best to make friends with the children of the generals of Qin, and to find young wise men of the same age.

I have lived alone under the fence since I was a child. During the change of fate from a prisoner to the lord of a country, with a broader vision and powerful strength, I have sprouted the ideal of meritorious service that makes everyone submit to it.

I believe that we must rely on open-minded and open-minded young people, not those old politicians who are fighting against the court and fighting for the interests of the family for a while.

What is your 13 year old doing?
When I was 21 years old, I became pro-government.

But not long ago, my half-brother rebelled against me under the threat of having no hope of seizing the throne, and was killed by the law.

The Korean forces in the court were thus eliminated.

While in power, I also planned a suppression operation, killing my lover Miao Du who was indulged by my mother and tried to rebel and control her, as well as our two illegitimate bloodlines of the chaotic royal family.

It was the two younger brothers who were still infants who made me lose face as the lord of a country, and even threatened the legitimacy of my bloodline.

By being involved in this case, I forced Lu Buwei, who had been controlling me, to death.

The powerful Zhao Guo power in the court also disappeared.

When the power was finally in hand, the young faction that I had trained for many years began to assume power.

And for the mother who was the only one who accompanied me to the end, but still betrayed me at the last moment, my choice is not to see each other again for the rest of my life.

Are you 21 years old this year, have you experienced half the pain I have experienced?

Afterwards, in my thirties, I am continuing to work towards my ideal that is getting closer and closer.

When Wei was conquered as planned, an unexpected event happened: my prime minister, the most trusted person, Lord Changping rebelled!

For more than ten years, since I eliminated the pro-government of Zhao Guo's forces, Lord Changping has been my trusted right-hand man.

Back then, when I planned the steps of the war of annihilation of the country, I put the most difficult bone to crack, the southern state of Chu, behind.

In order to paralyze the state of Chu and give it the illusion that I only want to unify the north and divide the north and the south with Chu, I formulated a diplomatic strategy of marrying the state of Chu. Changping Jun, a son of the king's family, was the chancellor and appeased the only remaining Chu faction in the court.

For 13 years, Mr. Changping has been my heart-to-heart comrade-in-arms who conspired for a great cause.

For 13 years, the queen of Chu has been my wife who has been in charge of family affairs for me.

And this year, the year when I exposed my goal of defeating Chu, everything changed.

Lord Changping became an enemy who rebelled against me in Chu State, and because of this, my wife disappeared forever in the traces of history.

I have never betrayed a loyal minister in my life, but I hate a traitor to the bone.

I am very disappointed in Lord Changping who rebelled for the sake of the motherland and obstructed him.

So do I love that Chu wife?Zhen, who is in her early twenties, may have personally chosen this Chu girl as his wife because of the marriage policy.

Counting from the time when we met in the year of cardamom, I have joined hands with her for at least 13 years, and gave birth to my eldest son, Fusu.

And from the elder son who is sympathetic to Dunmin by nature, there is quite a figure of my mother, because my mother is also a virtuous and elegant woman.

It took me a lot of effort and emotion to let the historian delete all traces of her history.

I forbid historians to leave records of my feelings for any woman, and I have never established a queen in my life.

My eldest son Fusu, as my beloved son, was not implicated by his mother's incident before his opinion dispute in his later years. I have both hatred and nostalgia for her.

When I was 45 years old, I became what you call the First Emperor.

I have already accomplished my ambition.

My world is finally no longer the small courtyard where HD imprisoned me, but the entire world of Kyushu.

My self-esteem is finally no longer that of being brave when I live under the fence and betrayed by others, but the peak of being respected by the world.

However, this did not end my uneasiness.

Behind the supreme arrogance, new worries continued to hit the ground.

Under tremendous pressure, this year became a watershed in which my mentality and political philosophy completely changed.

In the last four years of my life in that life, I finally transformed from a gentle monarch who respected virtuous corporals, favored dissidents, and tried to win the support of scholars and public opinion, into my current historical traditional image: large-scale projects, abuse of people's power, launching wars, burning Books pit Confucianism, self-willed.

Most of these were initiated during the last four years of my life.

Facing Confucian scholars' slander of my unification concept and imperial system, the ridicule of the magicians and alchemists who once mistrusted, the disapproval of the old people of the six kingdoms, and the eldest son's disobedience in policy, I became more and more anxious. Pessimistic, I finally gave up restraint.

Restraint, in that current position and historical position, the only one who can restrain me is myself.

I am about to know my destiny, and I am trying to race against time. The only thing I care about is whether my ideas and career can survive...

In order to reproduce the glory of the Great Qin Dynasty, what is my crime?

How can you call me a tyrant!
I give you these experiences, how long can you last! "

Qin Shihuang roared, but Ye Feng did not waver at all: "Maybe you are suffering, but this is not the reason for you to destroy the way of heaven and make all living beings miserable."

"Okay! You talk about the way of heaven! Then tell you about the way of heaven!" Qin Shihuang had completely lost his mind when he was about to die:
"If the Dao of Heaven exists, why did a traitor and a sycophant let Zhao Gao usurp the documents and let my eldest son kill himself?

If Fusu could be in power, how could my Great Qin collapse so quickly and become a short-lived dynasty in the mouths of later generations of Confucian scholars!
Where was the way of heaven when Fusu committed suicide? "

"Father, stop being stubborn.

It is the way of heaven for a son to commit suicide. "

Fusu's gentle voice suddenly rose from the ground, and a gentle and gentle Mr. Pianpian slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Accompanying him was the well-behaved Hu Hai...

(End of this chapter)