I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

"Big brother, can you tell me what you want to do?"

Xiao Luoyang leaned on Jin Chan's chest, holding the other's strong arm, and spoke softly.

Such an intelligent mind is rare in ancient and modern times.

Even Li Si, Lu Buwei, and Ying Lou were not as good as her in some aspects.

Although Jin Chan never mentioned his true thoughts over the years, Xiao Luoyang's innate keen intuition still allowed him to detect something subtle.

He vaguely felt that Jin Chan seemed to be doing something that would subvert the world.

"Why do you say that?"

Jin Chan smiled slightly and rubbed little Luoyang's head lovingly as usual.

Although it is now the fourth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang's reign, it is still the middle of the year.

Jin Chan is already in his early thirties, and Xiao Luoyang is twenty-five.

But the two of them are still the same as before, like those twenty-year-old boys and girls.

One is handsome and elegant, the other is delicate and beautiful.

"I can't understand. Ever since you came back that day, you have become so calm that it's a little scary."

Little Luoyang leaned his smooth body forward and spoke with his red lips slightly opened.

That day refers to the day when Jin Chan, Bai Longju and Xuan Nu returned from the Bronze Heavenly Palace.

"Little girl, just rest assured and don't worry about the future. I will take care of everything. Even if the Nine-sided Heavenly Palace comes to the world, Daqin will be fine, and you will be fine too."

Xiao Luoyang naturally believed the first half of Jin Chan's words unconditionally, but the last sentence "You will be fine too" made her eyes show a hint of sadness.

Ever since he changed the horoscope book that day, Xiao Luoyang knew clearly that Jin Chan already knew everything about him.

But the two seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding about this matter, and no one mentioned it.

Day two.

The two of them continued as usual, fishing on the banks of the Wei River during the day, eating some fruits to cool off, and drinking some ice brew that had been stored in the well water the night before.

At night, I would go to the yard to enjoy the cool air.

Of course, sometimes the little guy Moon would stick around the two of them and ask for food and drinks.

At the end of the fourth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang.

Ying Lou went to the imperial mausoleum.

Today, Zhao Guizhen has become very proficient in making Qin terracotta warriors and enjoys doing it day and night.

However, the two meridians and thirteen acupoints are still sealed, and there are people from the Xuan Ziying and the Black Ice Platform guarding him.

At this time, the palaces in the underground palace were up, down, left and right.

Three hundred thousand soldiers and horses were suspended in the air.

They need not eat or drink, and they do not move.

Although he has no life, he is still as majestic as he was in the army, guarding the territory of the Qin Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, this is Bai Qi. I used some tricks. Although he cannot recover all his memories, he is not as stiff as other Qin Terracotta Warriors."

Zhao Guizhen bowed towards Ying Lou and said as if to ask for credit.

"General Bai!"

Ying Lou sighed softly, then asked the others to stay where they were, and walked alone towards the familiar figure not far away.

Bai Qi at this moment was the same as before he died in battle.

Its body still remains as upright as before, like a cypress tree that stands tall against the frost and snow.

His white beard reached down to his waist, his hair was tied behind his head, and he was not wearing any armor, only a plain gray robe.

Holding the long sword "Spring and Autumn" in his hand, he seems to be standing in the smoke of war, with the same majestic and domineering spirit as before.

"General Bai, long time no see."

When he came in front of Bai Qi, Ying Lou bowed and greeted the old general who died fighting for his country.

Ying Lou deserves this gift, and Bai Qi also deserves it.

Click~
Following a slight cracking sound, Bai Qi opened his dry and wrinkled eyes made of earth.

"My lord, did the Qin Dynasty win the Battle of Hangu Pass?"

The first thing Bai Qi said after opening his eyes was not to ask why he was still "alive", but to ask about the battle situation at Hangu Pass.

"We won eleven years ago."

"Eleven years, has the Qin Dynasty unified the Central Plains now?"

"The six kingdoms were destroyed, and the world was under the control of Qin."

Hearing this, Bai Qi's dusty eyes seemed to suddenly brighten up.

He didn't see the unification of the Qin Dynasty before his death, but he could still hear about it after his death, so it was worth it that he became like this.

"My Lord, is the new enemy strong?"

After a brief silence, Bai Qi asked.

He knew very well that he would appear here again after his death. He was afraid that the crisis that Daqin was facing now was far greater than the sum of the six countries in the past.

"Yes, they are very strong. They are immortals from heaven. Daqin needs your help, General Bai."

Ying Lou did not hide anything.

"As for the immortal, if the king does not mind, I am willing to fight for the Qin once more."

Bai Qi stroked his beard with his left hand and inserted the long knife into the floor tile with his right hand.

"Thank you, General Bai."

The conversation between the two was very simple. Besides, Bai Qi was still just a Qin terracotta warrior, so Ying Lou didn't say anything more.

"Your Majesty, when can you let me go?"

When Ying Lou was about to leave, Zhao Guizhen rubbed his hands and asked in a flattering manner.

"When the terracotta warriors you made fill up this underground palace, I will set you free and personally appoint you as the Imperial Master of the Great Qin."

Ying Lou turned around and patted Zhao Guizhen on the shoulder. After smiling and speaking, he left the underground palace.

"Filled with underground palaces?"

Zhao Guizhen moved his throat, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, turned around and looked back.

"Even if I could live another hundred years, I don't think this would be possible."

I saw an underground palace as big as the universe, with 300,000 soldiers standing inside. They were as insignificant as a sapling in the Qinling Mountains.

Another two years passed.

The sixth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang, middle of the year.

Within the territory of the Qin Dynasty, although Legalism was respected as the policy for governing the country, other schools of thought such as Confucianism also flourished.

The people in the Central Plains have become completely accustomed to the new policies, and their level of wealth is far greater than at any time before. Everyone has food to eat and clothes to wear.

Although there are still people who oppose the digging of bones and graves, there are fewer rumors and gossips than at the beginning.

However, what surprised the people and even the court officials was.

Over the years, Emperor Qin Shi Huang Ying Lou has been constantly recruiting soldiers without stopping.

The newly recruited soldiers were not sent to the Western Regions or Northern Di, but replaced some of the veterans who returned to the Central Plains to rest and visit their families.

They were sent to the weaker Northeast Manchuria outside the Great Wall, or to the barren and uncivilized places like Dongyi.

Although many officials in the court cautiously advised Ying Lou that the current Qin Dynasty did not need such a large-scale deployment of troops and still needed to focus on recuperation.

But except for a few brave young students, most of the cautious officials would be scared away by a look from Ying Lou.

these two years.

Jin Chan and Xiao Luoyang still led a leisurely life, and even rarely visited the seven places of national destiny.

As for Bai Longju and Xuannv, they seemed to have reached a reconciliation over the years. They no longer drew their swords and fought to the death like they did when they first met. On weekdays, apart from occasionally serving as sparring partners for the Qin soldiers, Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao.

From time to time, he would go out alone to tour the beautiful scenery of the Central Plains. The trip could be as short as a few hours, leaving early and returning late on the same day, or as long as one or two months.

As for these two guys, why did they have such a deep hatred in the first place?

One night, when everyone was drunk, Little Moon, who was drinking fruit drink, asked curiously.

"Back then, everyone in the Jiufang Heavenly Palace had the right to kill that damned worm and his evil boss, and I was naturally one of them."

Although Xuannv blushed and did not tell the specific reason, she could not resist the drunken Bailongju and told him everything in detail.

It turned out that when Xuannv took off her clothes and bathed in Xianchi, the drunken Bailongju shook and twisted his body, mistaking Xianchi for the Milky Way and plunged into it.

This not only caused the water of the Xianchi spring to flow backwards, but even Xuannu's clothes were swept to the edge of the sea.

Even the white dragon colt with blurry eyes mistook the naked Xuannv for a clam in the Milky Way and tried to tease her with his dragon tail.

And that night.

Above the Jiufang Heavenly Palace, two beams of light intertwined and flew past at a rapid speed.

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Xuannv, who was blood-thirsty, held the green sword in her hand and vowed to skin and pull out the tendons of the evil dragon.

The feud between the two began from this day.

Another two years passed, it was the eighth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang's reign.

At this time, the Qin Dynasty was a country of peace and prosperity, the world was peaceful, and all auspicious signs were present.

Outside the capital city of Xianyang, there are roads and paths connecting the country, fields in good order, fertile land and abundant crops.

Everywhere the wheat waves are turning golden, the rice is fragrant, the old and the young, women and children all have something to do, the granaries are full, the grain is cheap and the people are prosperous.

The small towns on the western and northern borders are bustling with people and goods. Rare treasures from all over the world are gathered here, and exotic treasures are competing for the spotlight. The sounds of hawking are heard one after another. It is very lively but orderly.

The cruel scenes of the past, such as the invasions by barbarians, are long gone.

To the south, in the prosperous Jiangnan area, there are boats shuttling back and forth on the rivers, lakes and seas, either going downstream or upstream, and trade is endless.

The fishing boats are singing in the evening, the songs are melodious, the fishermen’s cabins are full of harvest, and the sounds of laughter can be heard over the water.

The First Emperor, Ying Lou, was not only famous for his military achievements, but also for the peace and tranquility of the border areas and the mighty and powerful cavalry army that shook the world.

Culture and governance flourished, with doctors and students from the Central Plains discussing philosophy and giving lectures, and a hundred schools of thought contending with each other, and culture flourishing.

The ninth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang.

Yinglou is nearly thirty-seven.

He is in the prime of his life, like a blazing sun in the sky, radiating awe-inspiring light and blazing majesty.

With an upright posture and a majestic bearing, he walks like a dragon and a tiger, showing the dignity of an emperor.

And the huge Qin Empire prospered under the rule of the First Emperor, as if he had the power to decide the fate of the world.

This year.

Jin Chan and Xiao Luoyang are still young, looking no different from when they were in their early twenties, with no sign of aging on their faces.

Even the moon has grown from a chubby child into a graceful young girl.

Although she was only in her prime, her talent and beauty had already spread throughout the huge city of Xianyang and even throughout the Central Plains.

Especially in Xiao Luoyang, this was cultivated by the most talented woman of the time.

Li Yueliang's calligraphy, paintings and poems were praised by all the literati and scholars, who competed to copy them and circulate them.

Also, Yueliang is the daughter of Jin Chan, the legendary military god of the Qin Dynasty.

All the dignitaries were honored to invite her to their banquets.

A beauty that could captivate all beings.

Young gentlemen are even more fascinated by the moon. They regard the moon as the fairy in their hearts and dream of getting to know it.

but.

Ministers in the court, princes and nobles in Xianyang, as well as young men from prominent families in the Central Plains, came to the Jin Mansion every day with gifts to propose marriage, which gave Jin Chan, the old father, a headache.

Deciding to go all out, Jin Chan dispatched a hundred soldiers from the army to guard outside the mansion day and night.

This allowed the Jin Mansion to return to its former tranquility.

the other side.

Jin Chan learned from Meng Tian's secret letter that Li Shiwu had become a general of 100,000 men in the Meng family army due to his merits.

His status is second only to Meng Tian and other old men.

And his achievements of being the first to climb the ladder, beheading generals, and capturing flags are countless.

He was even called a little military god in the army.

If he returned to Xianyang at this time, he could at least be conferred the title of Fifteenth Young Master.

Because he was already 28 years old, this brat Li Shiwu pestered Meng Tian all day long, asking his uncle Meng to find him a few beautiful women from the Western Regions to be his maids. Two or three would not be too few, and seven or eight would not be too many.

Although Meng Tian was annoyed all day long after destroying the Great Xia Kingdom, he had the idea of ​​accepting this matter and gave the two fourteen-year-old twin daughters of the King of Great Xia to Fifteen as maids.

But after thinking it over, he still asked for Jin Chan's opinion in the letter.

Although Jin Chan wanted to beat this brat to death at first, after Xiao Luoyang's persuasion, he nodded and replied in acquiescence.

After all, Fifteen is now sixteen years old. According to Qin law, he can marry and have children. Just having two maids is nothing.

And inside the Afang Palace, over there at Ying Tower.

The prince "Su", who was a few months older than the fifteenth and the moon, was the focus of training.

Although Ying Lou is in his prime, according to the ancestral precepts of the Qin State, the training of the prince cannot be neglected.

However, Ying Lou did not treat "Su" the same way he treated Fifteen and the Moon. He was harsh and serious in his words and was quite strict.

Before dawn, Prince Su would be awakened by his personal eunuch, and after washing, he would hurried to the study.

Before I even stepped in, I heard the Master's majestic voice.

Before noon, he would recite and explain what he had learned in the morning to Huayang who was coming over.

If there is any mistake, they will be sent to the training ground for double training.

At dusk, Prince Su, who had been busy all day, could finally take a break, after all, he still had homework in the evening.

This cycle repeats itself year after year. No matter it is a freezing winter or an unbearably hot summer, Prince Su has to grit his teeth and persevere.

Even his mother Huayang kept whispering in his ear: "Your father is the first emperor, and no one in history can surpass him. You have to work hard and learn a little bit of his ability, so that you can become the next emperor of the Qin Dynasty in the future."

In this way, under extreme pressure, Prince Su not only did not complain, but instead took his father, the greatest emperor of all time, Ying Lou, as his goal and studied hard all day long.

May, the tenth year of Emperor Qin Shihuang’s reign.

Of the thirty-six kingdoms in the Western Regions, twelve were annihilated by the Meng family army led by Meng Tian.

The other twenty-four countries completely gave up the idea of ​​defeating the Qin elite soldiers and fled together into the depths further west.

During these years, Meng Tian escorted at least 800,000 Sai people captives back to the Central Plains and put them to work in the construction of the Great Wall and the digging of rivers.

And on the Beidi side.

Li Xin led his troops to capture the royal court of the Xiongnu barbarians, then headed north to the foot of the Wolf Mountain, where he asked Ying Lou for credit. He was ready to demolish the Dragon City where they worshipped heaven and earth in front of all the royal families of the Northern Di, and then erect a stone tablet of the Great Qin on the top of the mountain.

But only four months later.

In the court, Ying Lou was furious, and all the ministers were filled with indignation and their faces were red.

News came from the Northern Di that the Qin army was defeated at the Wolf Mountain in May.

That battle.

Li Xin and Wang Ben were seriously injured, Zi'an was in critical condition, and Mu Xuanzi was captured.

Zhuan Zhu and Ying Ji died in the battle.

Of the eight hundred thousand elite Qin soldiers, one hundred and fifty thousand were sacrificed to heaven and earth. (End of this chapter)