My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

No one dared to speak.

Civil servants with a little skill and intelligence looked at Gan Luo, put their heads back and bowed their heads and did not speak.

The military generals with a little bit of military skill looked at Wang Jue, their heads held high, their expressions calm but they didn't dare to say anything.

The people in the outer circle are even more ignorant of these words, and these words are not meant for them.

Freedom, democracy, and fairness are not as strong as letting them eat the sacrifices that they have eaten until the end of the day.Those delicious food and wine are what these people long for.

They just thought that Ying Chengxu was suffering from madness, that Ying Chengxu was very crazy, and that Ying Chengxu would be punished by heaven if he disrespected the sky and the king.

But because the first emperor had been sitting upright on the high platform and hadn't expressed anything, the people in Qianshou, who respected the first emperor like a god, would not express anything.

The prestige of the first emperor is really too high.

God will definitely accept this stick!
The people thought to themselves.

Ying Chengxue opened his arms, facing the wind, with a small smile on his lips.

"Excellent."

He turned around, walked down the high platform, and did not stop when he passed by Shihuang.

While walking, he said, "Brother Huang, I'm sorry."

"How do you want me to cooperate?" Shi Huangdi, who had always had a tacit understanding with Ying Chengxun, said in a deep voice.

In the past, he could guess what Ying Chengxiu was going to do and what he wanted to do, and most of that was what he would do and what he wanted to do, so he could cooperate very well.

But today, even if Ying Chengxue explained everything he wanted to do and wanted to do thoroughly, Shi Huangdi still didn't know how to cooperate.

First, what Ying Chengxi said was not what the first emperor wanted to do, and it was seriously inconsistent with the first emperor's philosophy of governing the country.

Second, the first emperor did not believe that his own brother really wanted to formulate rules, and wanted all the civil servants and generals of the Great Qin Dynasty to be under his control, which even the first emperor himself could not do.

Since Qin Xiaogong reused Shang Yang, the six generations of Qin Jun have worked hard through King Huiwen of Qin, King Wu of Qin, King Zhaoxiang of Qin, King Xiaowen of Qin, and King Zhuangxiang of Qin.

It was only in the generation of the first emperor that the Qin law was established as the rule of the Great Qin, allowing Qin to rule the world.

To re-establish the rules means to offend the vested interests of the current rules.

These people are definitely not the people in the head of Guizhou who can't get enough to eat, but the courtiers who can go to the Xianyang Palace.

Take a ganluo for surgery, and kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

Taking Daqin as a whole, the honorable nobles, is not an operation, but suicide.

As long as the first emperor believes that something is right, he can suppress it with his own strength and carry it out regardless of the civil and military opposition of the Manchu Dynasty. This is already the pinnacle of hegemony in history.

Like Ying Chengyu, who said in person that if you don’t obey me, I’ll kill you, Emperor Shi Huang couldn’t do it, and he wouldn’t do such a thing, it’s crazy.

"random."

Anyway, no one can kill me, so what if I fail?
The voice of the voice was accompanied by Ying Chengxu's footsteps, without interfering with each other.

The First Emperor stared at Ying Chengxue's back, with a serious face and cautious eyes.

"Shangjun's reform offended the nobles of the old Qin, and he was punished by five bulls. Wu Qi's reform offended the nobles of Chu, and he was pierced by ten thousand arrows to death.

"Careful enough to create a legalist 'power' faction but dare not sell it to a country, because they know that the reform will inevitably incur the most powerful retaliation from the local nobles.

"People who reformed in the past seldom have a good end, and you are even more crazy than them. Cheng Yu, why is this so?"

Ying Chengxun chuckled, and said softly: "Then why does the emperor work so hard every day to review at least one stone memorial?

"Why do you need to abolish the enfeoffment and set up 36 counties after conquering the six countries?
"Why does it take ten days for the army to build a road to connect the east, west, north and south of the Great Qin Dynasty?"

Because I know that I am right, because I want Great Qin to last forever, because I want to do the most things for Great Qin in my lifetime.

The first emperor replied in his heart, but did not say it out of his mouth.

Ying Chengxuan's three questions are not questions, but answers to his questions.

"You think you're right."

The first emperor stood up and spoke.

"of course."

Unless the evolution of civilization in 2000 is retrograde and backward.

Ying Chengxun thought, talked, and walked.

"I can't support you."

The First Emperor turned his back to Ying Chengxun and whispered, the voice was so small that only he could hear it.

But although the voice was small, there was no longer any hesitation.

The first emperor made up his mind and would not change it easily.

On the high platform, the sound of Ying Chengxue's footsteps disappeared along with the figure.

The first emperor walked to the center of the high platform, with animal skins on his shoulders, plain clothes, and a kudzu belt around his waist, with a hazel stick pinned to the belt.

This outfit is exactly the same as Ying Chengxu's, and the two of them are of similar stature.

In the carriage, the two sets of clothes were put together, and the names of Emperor Shi Huang and Ying Chengxun were not written on them, so whichever set they got was the one.

"Emperor Tianhoutu, bless me Daqin!"

The First Emperor shouted loudly, his voice piercing through the air, and it spread far away on the washed blue canvas above his head.

"Emperor Tianhoutu, bless me Daqin!"

All civil and military officials shouted in unison, following the words of the first emperor.

"Emperor Tianhoutu, bless me Daqin!"

The people shouted frantically, looking at the king in their eyes and the god in their hearts.

"Emperor Tianhoutu, bless me Daqin!"

Everyone in the audience blushed, their voices were hoarse, and they vented in a voice that would cause them to faint due to lack of oxygen if they shouted twice more.

The first emperor was surrounded by the support of mountains and tsunamis, surrounded by the voices of the people and nobles.

Standing on a high platform, high above, overlooking his subjects.

"But I will not stop you. I believe in my own judgment, and I also believe in your vision. If you win, the world will give you, and if you lose, I will stand up for you."

Lightly stepped on the footprint that Ying Chengxiu had stepped on on the high platform made of white jade, the first emperor's eyes revealed a thoughtful look.

God, does it exist?

This Zhu Zi is so arrogant and domineering, and he is not punished?

This question is actually useless to him. Regardless of whether Tiancun exists or not, he only does what he thinks is right.

But as the king of Qin and the king of the world, Shi Huangdi was not so happy about having a sky above his head.

After unifying the world, he changed the emperor to emperor. One of the reasons was that he didn't want to hear the word "zi".

The shouting under him continued, Shi Huang glanced at him, and was suddenly taken aback.

Then he suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes were shining brightly, full of doubts and blasphemy.

"God, didn't you see it?" Shi Huang squinted and spoke softly, but every word was sonorous. "No one kneels down."

Maybe it was because of being angry with Ying Chengxuan, or maybe it was because of being attracted by the power of the First Emperor.

In short, under the high platform.

Those who shouted "Emperor Heaven and Empress Land, bless me Daqin" did not kneel down.

There is a high probability that they didn't mean it, they just forgot it for a while.

But some things are easy to forget, but hard to remember.

"Emperor Empress Dowager, protect me Daqin?"

Ying Chengxue sat on the steps where he was sitting just now, and didn't go down immediately.

Bai Yu was a little cold, making his butt a little icy, but he couldn't get rid of his strange blood.

He looked at the turbulent crowd below, the enthusiasm below, and everyone standing below.

Stretch.

Yawn.

"Excellent."

"Dance!"

The first emperor's vast, ethereal, and thick voice fell from the high platform when the momentum in the audience gradually declined.

The actors and actresses filed in, one by one.

Dressed in animal skins as a dead body, holding a hazel stick to drive out demons.

It imitates the dancing of pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, monkeys, chickens, tigers, leopards and other animals.

They sang and said that it was passed down from ancient times, but they couldn't find out which ancient ballad it was.

The sound of the guzheng is long, the sound of the chime bells is ethereal, the sound of the green flute is sometimes sharp and sometimes soft, the sound of the pipa is sometimes intense and sometimes graceful...

With the hard-working performances of the actors, the scene quickly fell into a sea of ​​joy.

The people of Yongcheng, who had no entertainment activities on weekdays, regardless of adults and children, men, women, old and young, all sang and danced like crazy, noisy and noisy.

That look was a bit more terrifying than Ying Chengxuan's madness on stage before.

It's not surprising that Zigong watched the wax festival, saying that people in a country were crazy about it.

All the voices came together in this big annual bash that was supposed to go on for a long time.

But this year, there was another episode.

A sharp, harsh.

The tone and loudness far surpassed the sound of all musical instruments in the world, causing the entire area of ​​Yongcheng to fall into a short period of stagnation.

Those who played the zither stopped playing, those who played the chime stopped, those who played the green flute stopped playing, and those who messed up their fingers kept playing the pipa so that they stopped playing.

Lingyou, who wore animal skins or not, stopped chasing and followed Shengsheng blankly.

Ling You, who sang loudly and didn't know what it meant, closed her mouth and opened her eyes wide to look for the source of the sound.

Those actresses who were pretending to be animals and learning the movements of animals stood together and looked at one place.

The lively people in Qianshou who participated in the fun even pulled their necks to find something to make such a loud noise.

Under the high platform, there was a group of burly men dressed as servants of the Chang'an Emperor's Mansion, each holding a musical instrument with a mouth like a trumpet and a pole like a flute that no one had ever seen before.

They held the copper rod in the middle with both hands, and their fingers touched it lightly back and forth like blowpipes.

The ear-piercing sound came from these dozens of musical instruments that had never been seen before, and the dozen or so overwhelmed all the mixed sounds at the scene.

"What is this?"

The First Emperor stepped down from the high platform halfway, stood behind Ying Chengxun, looked at the people below who were clearly armored gates, and said suspiciously.

"Suona." Ying Chengxun grabbed the palm of Shi Huangdi's hand and wrote the word "Suona" on Shi Huangdi's hand. "Of all musical instruments, suona is king."

Hearing the only voice in the audience, Emperor Shi Huang withdrew his palm and snorted coldly.

"Wang? From my point of view, it's clearly a scorpion in a musical instrument! It's as rogue as a scorpion like you!"

This is a famous musical instrument hooligan.

Ying Chengxun stood up with a smile, watched the wax ceremony that was disrupted, and walked down the stairs.

"I should have nothing to do later, I'll go back to Xianyang first."

"Together with me." Shi Huangdi and Ying Chengxue went down the steps together, unquestionably authentic.

Why is this Zhuzi so hearty, he has made so many enemies just now, yet he still dares to go alone.

Ying Chengxue was helpless, and said: "There is no need to stop, Brother Emperor, no one in the world can kill me."

"I care about your life and death, I'm afraid that if you are not in front of me, I will make some mess!"

"Ugh."

Ying Chengxi sighed.

"promise."

An eight or nine-year-old child ran under the servant playing the suona, blinking his big eyes, staring at the light in the suona's eyes.

There were no toys in Qinren's childhood, only the tired figures of his father and mother, and the funeral reports of one family after another.

The servant who was blowing Zhenghuan noticed the little guy under him, left his mouth from the mouth of the suona, squatted down, held the suona and handed it to the childish child with a smile: "Like it?"

Maybe it's because the servant uniforms on the servants are not very expensive, or maybe it's because the child hasn't grown up yet and can't feel the sky.

The childish child's eyes moved with the suona, and he nodded excitedly.

"I have two."

The servant took out another suona from his bosom, and waved it back and forth with each hand, with a very proud expression on his face.

The color in the child's eyes became brighter.

"Give you one!"

Seeing the suona being handed to him, the childish child wanted to pick it up but didn't dare.

He twisted his hands, and shook his head with a small face.

"I do not have money."

He turned his head and looked at his mother behind him.

"Amma didn't either."

His father died when Wang Ben, Marquis of Tongwu, attacked Wei.

Qin State won that battle, but his father died and his family lost.

He and his mother haven't had a full meal for a long time. He is nine years old this year, but his height is the same as that of a six or seven-year-old child.

The last offerings of the Wax Festival, the daily food of the nobles, is the hope of their mother and child throughout the year.

"Not happy, can I let you ask for money like a child? Take it!"

Without any explanation, the servant stuffed the newly drawn suona into the child's hand, continued to play the tune, and followed the large army.

Mr. Chang'an said that he wants to go around Yongcheng, so that today Yongcheng will be brainwashed by Suona!

The young boy who took the suona involuntarily was stunned for a moment, then ran back to his mother holding the suona which was heavy to him.

Holding up the suona, he said excitedly: "Look, Mom!"

Grandma, who had been watching Zhitong's figure, patted Zhitong's head lovingly.

"Mother, how much money can this be exchanged for? How much corn can this be exchanged for?"

Zhitong put the newly acquired suona into the hands of his mother without hesitation, and never played it from the beginning to the end.

He was afraid that if he blew it, he would lose a penny.

Grandma took it with her rough hands that are used to farm work, and looked at it carefully.

"Aunt doesn't know, but at least twenty coins."

The peasant woman judged by the copper pole of the suona, and that's all she could judge.

Musical instruments, she is an ordinary peasant woman, how can she know how much it is worth.

The peasant woman had to put the suona in her arms, and did not let the child return it.

Those who don't eat the food that comes at you are the nobles who are hungry and full, and have nothing to do with the common people.

The peasant woman saw the shining eyes of the child looking at the suona, and knew that her child wanted to play it, but she didn't even have the idea of ​​letting the child try it.

Blow it, how about a penny less?

There are quite a few suonas from the disciples of the armored sect.

The disciples of the Mo family, headed by the giant scientist, sent out more suonas.

But there were very few suona sounds in Yongcheng.

Blow it, how about a penny less?

The Qin State fought for years, and out of ten families, nine of them were mourned.

The desolate suona sound could only make the vicinity of the high platform stand still for a moment, and soon everyone moved.

Singing, dancing, chasing and chasing, the sounds of various musical instruments poured in, and the crowd became more and more joyful.

The whole city of Yong was immersed in joy, a dozen or so armored disciples were blowing suona hard, no matter where they went, they were the most beautiful boys.

Scientists are obsessed with listening to the sound of suona, which is known as a musical instrument hooligan in modern times.

"Your Majesty said, the suona is a musical instrument that welcomes death to life."

Look up at the sky.

"I'll give you my life today."

Step into the crowd.

"Come and welcome people's livelihood."

An hour later, the first emperor announced that heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods had finished their sacrifices.

The cheers of the people in Yongcheng soared into the sky, ten times louder than the eight words "Emperor Tianhoutu, bless me Daqin".

The civil and military officials frowned a little, looking at the cheering common people with dissatisfaction.

They don't know why these people are so excited, they find it incomprehensible, they find it so noisy.

The chef and the maids go up to the high platform in order, and take off the high platform for the sacrificed pigs, cows, sheep, fine wine and so on.

With eager and eager eyes, he distributed the food in his hands to the people who lined up in front of him.

The common people lined up neatly, no matter how much they wanted to, they would not jump in line, it was because of Qin Lv's relationship.

During the reign of King Huiwen of Qin, Yongcheng had trampled and scrambled for one year because of the distribution of sacrifices during the wax festival, killing and injuring more than a thousand people.

Since then, there has been a special regulation in the Qin law that no competition should be allowed when the wax sacrifices are distributed, and offenders will be punished depending on the seriousness.

The Wax Sacrifice Ceremony has come to the final step, and there is nothing for Shihuang to do later.

Toss a day.

The first emperor, who was chanting the sacrificial oration, presided over the ceremony, and had to wipe the ass of a certain man, felt a little tired.

When outside, he is still majestic and tireless.

Fang Yi got into the luxurious carriage, glanced at Ying Chengyu lying on several layers of animal skins, and said expressionlessly: "Get up."

Ying Chengxun put his hands on the back of his head, tapped Erlang's legs, and hummed the suona tune outside.

Hearing the first emperor's order, he didn't take out his hands or put down his legs, so he stopped the song, turned his head and said impatiently: "What's the matter?"

The First Emperor stared at Ying Chengxun coldly, and said, "I can't get up."

Ying Chengxu rolled his eyes, sat up as if he really couldn't help you, and said, "Say."

The First Emperor naturally walked to Ying Chengxue, squeezed Ying Chengxue off the animal skin, lay on it, and sighed comfortably.

Call ~
Or this guy will enjoy it!

"It's too much! Before I came here, I asked you if you want to make one for you. You don't want it yourself. Now come and grab mine!"

Ying Chengxue scolded Shi Huangdi, sat where Shi Huangdi was correcting memorials, and patted the cushion under him dissatisfied.

Not soft at all!
There was only one piece of ground in the entire carriage, which was paved with animal skins ten centimeters thick, which was laid out by Ying Chengxu before getting into the carriage.

"What we are doing today, is it a temporary idea, or is it a calculation over the years."

"It was a temporary idea, and it was also calculated over the years." Ying Chengxun flipped through the memorials boredly, and said: "I originally planned to wait a few more years, but since I have climbed to that high platform and have this opportunity, I won't wait."

【Meng Tian settled in Jiuyuan, looked at the Huns in front of him, tens of thousands of miles from east to west, north to south.How can the great rivers and mountains allow the Xiongnu to live there, please recruit civilians to build the Great Wall and conquer the Xiongnu! 】

Yo, you also want to fight the Xiongnu, just right, Xiao Taotie will pass by soon, don't worry.

The First Emperor lay flat with his eyes closed, sunk into the animal skin under his body, not wanting to move except for his mouth.

"I won't let you open up people's wisdom and prevent you from doing things, so you will do it for me. As I said, the seven counties in the Northwest let you do what you want, and let the results speak for you. You are too anxious. Let me do a good job of this person." Some."

Ying Chengxun sneered, and said, "Let you do it? If you do it, you will be against these people? When the reform is completed, you will shake your hand and come down. Make me go up and suffer. It's a good idea."

Whoever wants to reform will suffer backlash.

"This is the end of the matter, let's not talk about this, let's talk about other things." Shi Huang adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable, and said: "Since you love the people so much, why don't you make more sacrifices."

Every year, there are many sacrifices for the wax festival to worship heaven, but there are more people in Yongcheng.

Those chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, dogs, deer and sheep piled up densely on the high platform are not enough for food and wine.

"Being close to the river and envious of fish, it is better to retreat and make a net. How much can I contribute with some sacrifices, enough to feed the entire city of Yongcheng? It's all for one meal."

Ying Chengxi walked to the door of the carriage, raised the curtain and looked outside.

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. The 'fish' in the front is the fish of the fish, and the 'fish' in the back is the fisherman's fish."

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish." The Emperor Shihuang said softly, and said with a smile, "You can always tell some truths, this sentence is ingenious."

The noise and laughter outside echoed in the otherwise quiet compartment.

The most obvious one is the piercing suona sound, breaking through the encirclement among the many voices.

"Does this song have a name?"

"Hundred Years Chaofeng."

"It sounds like joy, but it's not solemn enough."

Before the Qin Dynasty, the joy was not based on the excitement of blowing, blowing, beating, and playing, but on solemnity and solemnity.

Nobles, how can you be so unreserved.

"That depends on who listens, the emperor's brother is happy to listen."

Shi Huangdi opened his eyes, propped his head on one hand, looked sideways at his brother, and said casually, "Are you listening?"

The song that I copied, could it be for myself?

Ying Chengxi rolled his eyes and said, "Naturally, it's also joy."

"Who does not hear it with joy?"

"sky."

Ying Chengxun pointed to the top of his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the officials who boarded the carriage with unhappy expressions.

And you.

The officials even felt that the people who were laughing and laughing were very noisy. How could they like Suona, which made its public debut for the first time in this world.

"What do you mean by God?"

"I fight against the sky, and the sky listens to me for sorrow and joy."

The first emperor closed his eyes, thinking about the officials and common people standing under the high platform, shouting "Emperor Heaven and Empress Land, bless us Great Qin".

"When I was speaking on a high platform, it was hard to breathe after I finished speaking, but I didn't feel this way when I was speaking on a flat ground. What's the point?"

"Oxygen is thin at high altitudes, and the same exercise will naturally feel more tiring than on the ground."

"Sheep Qi? The breath exhaled by sheep?"

The first emperor was puzzled, and he heard another word he hadn't heard before.

"It's hard to explain to you, let me think about it." Ying Chengxun touched his chin and said, "You have been to Mount Tai and talked there, is it similar to Gaotai?"

Emperor Shi Huang recalled it for a while, and said, "Being more tired than today is related to the sheep qi you mentioned? Those Confucian scholars told me that Mount Tai is a sacred place."

"I don't know if the God of Mount Tai is holy or not, but I know that you are tired because of the height. If you read the same words aloud, the higher you go, the more tired you will be."

"That's it." Emperor Shi Huang nodded in doubt, and decided to go back and build a three-foot-tall building in Xianyang.

When Yongcheng was full of joy.

Xianyang is also full of joy.

Wax Festival is celebrated by the whole Qin State, regardless of region.

In Xianyang City, there are so many people that they occupy all the roads that were originally used for driving and walking.

This made it impossible for a fast horse of [-] miles from Han to get on the road.

But regardless of whether it is on the road or not, the news from Han has spread to Xianyang, just waiting for the return of the first emperor.

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