I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

"The King of Qin has issued an order. Zheng Guo has been charged with the crime of escaping from prison. He can still perform meritorious service for his crime. He is hereby temporarily reinstated and takes charge of the important task of repairing the canal."

Zhao Gao read out Ying Zheng's decree.

The stamped jade seal looks like a burning flame in the sunlight, flying towards high places, bringing people indescribable hot comfort and freshness.

Zheng Guo fell to his knees.

He raised his hands and took it, "The common people thank you for your kindness, long live the King of Qin."

On the eve of going to repair the canal, he secretly sneaked into the Qin Palace to say goodbye.The girl has long hair hanging down to the ground, wearing a garland of green flowers on her head, and her dark blue skirt is spread on the ground, with five colors like a peacock spreading its tail.

As if she had known he would come for a long time, the table was filled with bundles of fresh branches.

She was pruning the branches to remove the bad ones and keep the good ones: "Well, although you can't be made a god, your name may be engraved in the hearts of mortals for generations to come."

He said gratefully: "Queen, I want to express my gratitude on behalf of the thousands of Qin people who have come here."

The girl turned her eyes in surprise, and looked at him for a few seconds with her indescribably beautiful eyes, but said nothing.

Zheng Guo set off.

Although he was a Korean, no one in the officialdom had any doubts about him after his reinstatement. They came to congratulate him one after another, not even caring that the suspicions of his relatives had not been completely cleared.

Especially when he arrived at his destination, the millions of migrant workers who were building the canal dropped their slats and knelt down as soon as they saw him. They watched him off, waved, shouted, and jumped: "Ah hi! Ah hi! It's Mr. Zheng who is here - —”

Women and children would surround him.

Wearing a garland of unknown wild flowers filled with blessings, countless wild fruits were piled outside his tent, and the child sang to him the most immature nursery rhymes with bare feet.

How could a Korean who was accused of being an intermediary be so loved by Qin migrant workers?
There is no other reason.

Although Zheng Guo was an official of the Qin State, he was different from the Qin people's harsh style of being vigorous and resolute.

Under his observance of the law, he had hidden tenderness, allowing the migrant workers who came to repair the canal to bring their old mothers and children who were waiting to be fed. He strictly said that as long as he was building the canal for the Qin Dynasty, he could take care of food and drink.

It was hard for other officials to say anything about the important canal repair work that he took charge of.

If he hadn't let go in private.

There has been a severe drought for more than two years, and there is no harvest. The able-bodied men of the family are fighting hard, and those who are building canals are building canals. The remaining group of old, weak and sick stay in the dry fields, fearing that they will be hungry to dig up weeds and trees. Whether it can survive by chewing on the roots and bark is still unknown.

Besides.

Mr. Zheng looks weak, handsome and clean, but he never hides behind when working. He rushes up to grab the dirtiest and most dangerous jobs, and he has endless strength.

There were even several times when he took a few strong men to dive into the water to investigate the situation.

Not being high-minded, but completely abandoning safety.

The situation underground was complicated, like a giant beast opening its mouth in an abyss to devour people. The people of Qin above were sweating for them. After waiting for a long time, they saw that the rest of the people had come up. Zheng Guo, who had not yet come ashore, was also disappointed. With the hearts of the people of Qin gradually sinking.

It's been a long time.

They saw their Master Zheng suddenly splashing out of his head.

The mud in his hair was dripping down like rice soup. He held up a big turtle in his hand, smiled with red lips and white teeth, and shouted: "Good mountains, good water, good turtle, stew it for everyone to drink!"

The bonfire burned particularly fiercely that night, and rows of migrant workers sang folk songs like loud bells.

They sang about their homeland and their hometown.

Singing about countless unexplained past events, singing about the hope for a prosperous harvest in the future after the canal is successfully built.

Finally, I hugged the rice soup that was so bland that I couldn't taste the turtle flavor, munched on the pot helmets and weeds, and fell asleep.

Now Zheng Guo is back.

"Master Zheng!"

"Master Zheng, we miss you so much!"

"Hello, King Qin, you have returned our Lord Zheng. I will tell you that those people who can't pull out cow dung are just talking nonsense. Our Lord Zheng is definitely not a stranger!"

Their beloved Master Zheng is back. They believe in this Master Zheng who eats and sleeps with them. They also believe in themselves, their compatriots, and thousands of Qin people. In this homeland they love, It can complete the great cause of canal construction for future generations and save them from drought and hunger.

After nine years of hard work, they can do it and they must do it!
For a time, millions of canal heads were in great spirits, and the people's hearts were united.

In their eyes, Lord Zheng's instructions were better than those of the general. They threw off their black arms, gritted their teeth and bleeded, and shouted the order: "Hey yo hey, hey yo hey! Hey yo hey, hey yo hey!"

Couldn't tell if it was sweat or rain.

It seems that the insurmountable mountain in front of them seems to be crumbling by them.

Their iron grass turned into weapons, like erected moots, and their transport horses kept neighing.

The trumpet sounds and the black flag is displayed.

Millions of people were scattered with blood and flesh in the river, and what stood before them was nothing more than the enemy called fate.

Although mortals are insignificant, they can still compete with God!

Even though it was Zheng Guo, he was deeply shocked when he saw this group of iron-clad Qin people.With this group of Qin people who dared to die, and with this group of Qin souls, it was only natural that the canal would be completed in a year.

When Baitao received the envelope from Eagle, she twisted the parchment, her thoughts diverging for a long time.

There is a story in "Liezi Tangwen".

Call the Foolish Old Man to Move Mountains.

Mortals imagine that gods with extraordinary abilities can help them realize their beautiful wishes, but there are no gods in this world anymore, but they rely on their own abilities to do it.

Throwing the parchment scroll into the fire pot, she saw the dazzling sunlight coming from the sky, leaking through the gaps in the clouds, and shining on the luxurious palace.

Oh my gosh.

A few days later, a messenger came from the canal and brought the news to the palace. At that time, Baitao was leaning under the tree and reading Han Feizi. Her fingers slid, and the pages of her life were swaying like this. glide by.

Ying Zheng came in the sun, his illustrious king's clothes billowing like waves, the man with long eyebrows, straight nose and thin lips has an aura as sharp as a knife's edge.

When he wrapped his arms around himself and lifted it up, Baitao almost dropped the bamboo slips on the ground.

"Well?"

Ying Zheng lifted her up again and tossed her with a smile on his lips.

"Brother Zheng, what are you doing!"

Ying Zheng looked at Baitao's startled and angry little face, and felt extremely fond of her. He placed a kiss on her lips, "I'll report from the front, Zheng Guo has successfully built the canal, and a canal opening ceremony will be held soon."

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Baitao was caught off guard and was kissed on the face, innocent and aggrieved, "Oh?"

Ying Zheng lifted her up and spun her around several times, "Hahahahahahahaha."

The kings of the past dynasties were hesitant to look at the water and lament the unfinished canal, fearing that they could not concentrate the people's power, fear of invasion from other countries, fear of war and various reasons. Now he has fulfilled this wish of the past dynasties, blessing thousands of future generations, Qin The country's national strength has risen from the ground, and its economy has surged.

Ying Zheng picked her up and said cheerfully: "Taotao, you are so lonely and lucky!"

The "auspicious" Baitao was lifted up and kissed on the face again: "."

Okay, if it's auspicious, it's auspicious.

Consider it her guardian beast.

Bai Tao figured it out in an instant, her eyelids drooped, her paws dropped, and she snorted twice, looking like she could kiss you as much as she wanted.

Ying Zheng kissed her a few times, and his voice softened to the point of strong tea, "Taotao, dear, I want to leave for Jingyang."

She said: "You won't take me?"

Ying Zheng whispered softly, which made him feel smooth.The Qin State has experienced state turmoil, political and legal chaos, expulsion of foreign guests, droughts, locust plagues, and the turmoil of Yinghuo Shouxin. Now, after ten years of construction of the canal, the ceremony of opening the canal and releasing water, why didn't he and several officials go to participate.

His voice was so deep that it made Bai Tao's ears turn red.

When coaxing her like this.

There is no air of a king at all, but some noble son is coaxing his spoiled wife.

But there were all kinds of excuses and reasons to leave Baitao, a red-furred fox, to guard the house. When she thought of this, her fox teeth almost broke.After your Majesty left, Rui'er carefully looked at the unhappy queen, and then said: "Queen, I'm afraid your Majesty is reluctant to let you go and work too hard, so I let you stay in Changle Hall."

"But he clearly said that it would be inconvenient to bring a woman with me."

The little fox glanced sideways at Rui'er, with anger in his beautiful eyes, "Why, why is it inconvenient to bring me with you? Could it be that it would be more convenient to bring a man with you? If you don't like to be with me, you prefer to be with a group of grown men. Together!”

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I heard this.

Rui'er thought that Your Majesty is not very good at coaxing people, "This Lord doesn't like to be with men all the time." Even she felt strange about what she said, and she quickly added, "It only takes a few days to go back and forth. Your Majesty always holds the Queen in his hands all the time, but the mountain road is very bumpy and bumpy, and there are many mosquitoes, ants and miasma in the deep forest, so I am afraid that it will affect the Queen's body."

joke.

Bai Tao, a fox, has never been through any rugged mountain road, or any mosquito or ant poisonous miasma.What's more, I already have six big tails, so I'm still afraid of these little things.

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Respect heaven and earth.

Report to ghosts and gods.

Worship the king.

The mountain plateau was crowded with naked men, women, and children who looked like black clay figures. They were all shouting and talking, rubbing shoulders, standing on tiptoes, and touching their heads.

"Woooooo-"

The horn has sounded.

"Boom boom boom!"

The big cowhide drum vibrated into everyone's ears.

Everyone was holding their breath and looking forward to this moment. Their throats could not make a sound, and their eyes could not shed a single tear, but their hearts were shouting hysterically, beating like a storm for hunger and pain.

Heaven, please be generous.

Please look after the people of Qin.

Ying Zheng stood against the wind, with a few strands of hair hanging down on the silk-embroidered king's clothes, and a death sword at his waist.

There was obviously no expression on his face, like a calm lake surface, but everyone felt that there was an unfathomable undercurrent rolling under this face.

All the people are looking at him, and all the people are prostrate at his feet.

They held their breath and waited for this historical moment.

His narrow eyes looked towards the sky, and thick white clouds rolled in the sky and gathered above his head. The king slowly pulled out the Death Sword, and the cold blade broke through the ropes that bound him, "Open the channel!"

"Woooooo-"

"Dong dong dong - dong dong dong -"

The waves of people on the mountain plateau instantly rose up, and the yellow sand splashed into everyone's mouth and nose, making it difficult to see what was ahead, but everyone was looking with their eyes wide open for fear of missing it.Zheng Guo stood aside, holding a water dipstick. His face was blurred by the yellow sand. Although he was [-]% sure, he was inevitably anxious at this time.

"Boom."

Like rolling thunder in the sky, the smell of fishy earth gradually spread, and another row of old, weak, women, children and strong men on the mountain plateau cheered. As they got closer, the rotten and dry leaves rushed away.

Closer, closer, thunder and tremors can be heard in hundreds of miles.

Getting closer, the water vapor from the mountains has poured into everyone's limbs and bones.

They were ecstatically looking at the mountain-like waves in the channel, which were like snow and grain, flowing and surging water.

"Water, water is here! Hahahahahaha."

"The channel is open, the channel is open!"

"Our Qin State has a canal! Hahahaha."

The water quickly lengthened and thickened, and the current became more and more fierce and turbulent, with an unstoppable wave and a mighty force.

I don’t know who started it, yelling, and chasing the dragon head.

The head of the canal has gradually become a line, and wind and waves are rising on the water, making people on the shore almost unsteady.

Some people knelt on the ground and prayed, some cried bitterly, and some yelled like crazy in the mud, "Hahahaha, God! There is water, we have food, we have food!"

The Qin State has many saline-alkali lands and crops cannot grow. After the canal is opened, the Weibei Plain in the Guanzhong area will definitely have good weather and weather in the future, and the Qin people will no longer have to endure hunger.

But more people are barefoot, forming a human wave, chasing the waves of water on the water.

"Folks, let's catch up with the leader for auspicious celebration!"

Each of the migrant workers digging the canals had been working without sleep for several days. They were worried about not having the energy to do the ceremony today. After hearing this, their eyes lit up, and their hearts were agitated. They chased after each other and said, "We are here."

So the water waves and the human waves formed two horizontal lines, speeding towards the east.

The old, weak, women and children who were unable to participate also cheered for their relatives and compatriots on the shore and shouted happily.

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped onto his horse with a beautiful posture.

Rejecting the obstruction of Li Si, Zheng Guo and other officials, he broke through the besieging human wall, abandoned all advice, and looked straight ahead, his eyebrows were too bright and sharp, "The people of Qin fought bloody battles for ten years, fighting for their lives with the sky, Seizing life from the earth, this dragon's head was taken from you, you should pursue it."

"drive!"

The horse beneath him raised its mane and neighed, and its hooves soared into the air. The setting sun softened his chiselled face. The king's clothes inlaid with gold threads were like burning wildfire, and the turbulent water surface was shining with colorful light spots.

But the man never stopped.

"Woohoo! Woohoo! Woohoo!"

"Long live King Qin! Long live!"

The cheers raised high created even bigger waves.

Behind him were thousands of people, who kept running in the direction he pointed, even if the soles of their feet stepped on gravel and dead wood, the salty smell spread in their mouths, and the sweat dripped in their eyes. It hurt, but they still followed that figure.

And again and again and again and again.

People keep falling down, and people keep coming up, thousands of times, never stopping.

With the horse whip whipping in his hand, Ying Zheng held the horse rein in one hand, with an upright and proud air, "Generals of Great Qin!"

No one answered from behind, only footsteps tapping, asking questions over and over again, like armor hitting on the battlefield. Many of the migrant workers behind were soldiers on the battlefield. They tapped their chests with their right hands and answered sonorously, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" !”

"In! In! In!"

"In! In! In!"

"The State of Qin will be truly strong with you!"

"Great Qin, long live the King of Qin!"

"Great Qin, long live the King of Qin!"

"Great Qin, long live the King of Qin!"

Under the setting sun, the footsteps of thousands of people seemed to open a crack in the earth, and the split mountains seemed to shake. They chased the churning water like white war horses marching in unison.