001

I am Fusu, the son of Qin.

When I was young, I heard that my father was the only king of Qin, and everyone feared him.

At that time, the Qin State did not yet have the name of the country of tigers and wolves, the six kingdoms had not yet been connected horizontally, and the father had not yet established a queen. On the day of his father's crown ceremony, Chang Yu was torn apart by a car and imprisoned by his grandmother. Forbidden in Yongcheng, Lu Xiang was exiled, and blood flowed like a river under the palace walls.

I always remember that day. Not only because of his father's anger, but also because of the presence of a person in the palace.

It was an inconspicuous girl. The first time I met her, it was in her bedroom. Then the nurse took something for me, and she appeared in front of me and arranged the yarrow in a strange pattern. I was too young to remember, and I can only vaguely remember that she left before the nurse returned. As for how he left, there is no impression at all.

The second time I saw her, it was in the main hall where my father was in the government.

The father looked quite angry and asked the witch: Gongzi Fusu is destined to turn against the widow?

The shrine maiden calmly replied, "Yes."

My father was even more angry, and pointed out that the witch was serving me on the spot. I didn't like her because she had stirred up my relationship with my father. Although my relationship with my father is not close, but after all, we are father and son, and we are born with a nature that blood is thicker than water.

I really don't like her.

That's why I haven't given her a good look all along.

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002

When I was three years old, my father hired two teachers to teach me how to practice calligraphy and draw red.

When I was learning calligraphy with the teacher, I had a whim: since I can learn poetry and calligraphy etiquette from the teacher, can I learn her yin and yang divination technique from that witch? If I had learned, I would have had enough reason to contradict her that she had sowed discord between me and my father, and that he would have completely discarded her nonsense.

At that time, I decided that she was a babbling witch with a great sin.

When she heard about my intentions, she was surprised at first, and then said, "I should respect her as a teacher, or respect her as a teacher."

I thought about it for a moment, and decided that what the shrine maiden said was reasonable. Both of my gentlemen have said that what they have learned in their lives can only be given by disciples, and if they casually spread their knowledge to the world, it would be to tarnish the efforts of the sages.

Moreover, a gentleman also secretly told me that only by passing on his disciples can he learn the greatest ability.

So I decided to learn from her.

I think I'll be able to refute her ridiculous remarks once I've learned everything about her.

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003

The technique of yin and yang divination is even more difficult than I imagined. I pride myself on being diligent, but I've only scratched the surface. I grew up day by day, and my father became violent day by day. His ambitions were revealed. I was shocked to find that some of my father's actions had already exceeded my expectations. I don't approve of his reckless use of swords, let alone his bloody sweep of the Six Kingdoms, especially after General Bai Qi's statement......

I was worried, and I vaguely understood why she said that day.

Because there was a huge gap between me and my father.

My father asked me to go to the east and bring back a cart of bamboo slips, and I went, but I left her behind.

When I made this decision, I hesitated for a long time. I have already understood that I am destined to be a tragedy, whether it is my newly learned Yin Yang divination technique, or the poetry and book etiquette taught by my teachers, they all remind me all the time that between me and my father and the king will never be the same.

Perhaps my younger brothers would be more able to understand my father's every move.

I knew that my father was going to kill her, so I lied that she was dead. It's the boldest thing I've ever done in my life. My father didn't question my words in the slightest, because all his attention was focused on the bamboo slips. The bamboo slips that are said to have been inherited from Yin Shang recorded many unbelievable techniques of immortality.

My father loved immortality, I always knew it.

But who in this world will live forever?

After I returned to Qindu, I stayed in the palace to study bamboo slips, and occasionally persuaded my father not to make a big move. But my father did not listen to my advice, his ambition was better than that of the Qin kings of the past dynasties, and he wanted to do what even the son of Zhou Tianzi could not do, to dominate the world, to submit to the four seas, and to live in the center as the son of heaven, and to enjoy the blessings of eternity forever.

Gradually, I felt pain, but I couldn't help it.

I have studied the books and silks left by Chu Yao thoroughly, and I can already vaguely guess what kind of tragic fate awaits me. I was like a lingering old horse, driving a broken car and rushing hopelessly towards a cliff.

The people who stayed in Yindu said that Chu Yao died, and he died in his sleep, and his demeanor was very peaceful.

When I heard the news, I wanted to laugh and I was faintly angry.

But I didn't have time to think too much about it. The Qin army had already swept through Zhao, Wei, and Han, and was turning south to send troops to Qichu. As the eldest prince of the Qin State, I have too many things to do, and I don't have time to take care of this former teacher for the time being.

At that time, I didn't know what kind of precious treasure she left me.

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004

The king of Qin swept Liuhe, and the world was the king's land.

The father fulfilled his dream, destroyed the six kingdoms, invaded South Vietnam, collected the world's soldiers to gather in Xianyang, and cast twelve gold men. Then there were books and texts, cars and tracks, and Daqin's rule was thriving.

The conflict between me and my father is getting deeper and deeper.

Especially after my father decided to burn books and pit Confucianism, and I admonished me with a bloody book, my father completely exiled and rejected me, and ordered Meng Tian to take me to the north, build the Great Wall, herd cattle and sheep, and it seems that he does not plan to let me go back to Xianyang.

I heard that my father loves Hu Hai very much, and even Zhao Gao is afraid of Hu Hai.

The teacher's prophecy back then came true one by one.

But now that I don't have a teacher, Meng Tian doesn't seem to be able to do anything but fight with soldiers. I often miss my teenage years, when I was young and ignorant, but I still had teachers by my side to guide and teach, and I would never be as confused as I am today.

I have already pondered the silk books left to me by my teacher; Those bamboo slips dug up in Yindu have also been figured out by me. Ninety percent. I occasionally give myself a divination, but what the hexagram shows is always a dark and miserable ending.

My father had given up on me completely, and I think it was a necessity.

But how can I do it? The teacher has passed away, and there is no one to trust except for a few relatives around him.

The only one I can rely on is myself.

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005

I soothed the news of my father's death.

The moment I broke the news, I was overwhelmed. In my impression, my father has always been very energetic, in addition to discussing the world's major affairs with General Wang Jian and General Bai Qi, he can also linger in the harem every day, and he is never tired. Death of the Father...... This......

I divined myself again, as well as Li Si, Zhao Gao, and the future Emperor of Qin.

Li Si was beheaded in the city, Zhao Gao pointed to the deer as a horse, and the future emperor of Qin was Hu Hai.

And the state of Qin, the second ended.

This result made me even more horrified, and I couldn't rest all night. I have divined many times, and other things may have changed, but this result has never changed. Another result that has not changed is that the world has been suffering for a long time.

I wrote another letter of blood to my father.

My father was furious and threatened to exile me to the north of Yinshan forever, and never return to Daqin. Meng Tian advised me not to worry too much, but how could I not worry? This time, it's not just me driving towards an abyss, but even the entire Great Qin is heading towards an abyss.

I am the son of the Qin State, and I must not sit idly by.

I no longer write blood letters, but discuss with Meng Tian every day how to march and set up the army. After Meng Tian had a long talk with me three or two times, he vaguely guessed my thoughts, and he dropped a sentence of "the ministers swear not to go south", and went back to the north to defend against the Huns. I was alone in the beacon tower of the Great Wall, looking at the grasslands south of the desert, and I only let out a long sigh.

What to do?

I thought about it and decided to save Li Si first.

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006

As the son of the Qin State, I received some mastery of swordsmanship when I was a child and a teenager. Although these swordsmanship skills are not enough for me to kill one person in ten steps, it is more than enough to bring Li Si out of prison.

Besides, I have some customers around me. Although I am a down-and-out prince of the Qin Kingdom, I am a son after all.

Li Si is very grateful to me, and he feels that Gongzi is benevolent and kind, and he is better than Gongzi Huhai...... When I heard this, I could only smile bitterly.

What else do I have besides the identity of this down-and-out son? What else can you rely on?

My father was furious about Lees' disappearance, but he never suspected me of it. Li Siwei is really a good prime minister, and in the more than a year he has been by my side, he has collected a large number of powerful doormen for me, and even some rich Tao Zhugong.

As the day of my father's death drew nearer, I became more and more dazed and overwhelmed.

One morning, I suddenly figured it out, and decided to disobey my father's will and go south to see him. Either way, he's my father after all. I...... He deserves to see him for the last time.

As for the so-called, "give the son of death to help the Su", it should only be non-existent.

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007

The moment my father saw me, his eyes were full of astonishment.

I ignored Zhao Gao's pale face, knelt in front of my father's sickbed, and stated the reason for my return. The Great Wall has been built, and Meng Tian's army has blocked the Hu people from the Great Wall.

My father was dying, and he looked at me for a long time, his lips moving slightly, but he only sighed.

The courtiers around me were very happy to see me, because in their eyes, I, the eldest prince of Qin, still had a little status—as early as when I was in the blood book, they had lamented my name of benevolence and righteousness. I don't know what these courtiers mean, I can only act according to my own will, and I will be honest and evil.

My father died. No edict was left behind.

In other words, before his death, his father did not want to write an edict.

Hu Hai and I became the two most qualified sons to ascend the throne. Zhao Gao hoped that Hu Hai could ascend the throne, but those old ministers preferred me.

I think it's probably because my name of righteousness is more in line with their hopes.

Two days later, Li Si took my disciples to the south, and together with other old ministers, he personally helped me to the throne. I saw Zhao Gao laughing extremely distorted, even more ugly than crying. After ascending the throne, I divined myself again, and found that my future hexagram had changed from a dull fog to a slightly dazzling morning light.

The future has been changed by me. I don't know why.

With the help of prophetic foresight, I uprooted the difficulties one by one. There was a big difference in age between Hu Hai and me, so I regarded him as a future king. But Hu Hai doesn't seem to be very happy to be crowned king, he seems to prefer the sound of dogs. Horse some. Okay, if Hu Hai and Zhao Gao are not worried, then my throne should also be more stable.

Oh, wrong, not the throne, it's the throne.

My father had already changed the Son of Heaven to the emperor and proclaimed himself the first emperor.

After I ascended the throne, I exempted my father from all the harsh policies left behind. At the beginning of the Great Qin, what was needed was not to pay taxes and miscellaneous taxes, but to recuperate. The immortal and the priest that my father loved, were also politely invited out of Xianyang by me. I don't love magic, because I can tell the prophet myself. As for Xiang Yan? ……

He needed a king who was generous and benevolent. The world needs it.

And I'm working on it, step by step, to achieve that goal.

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008

Later history: the first emperor died, the son Fusu ascended the throne, Li Si was the prime minister, the outer Confucianism and the internal law, generous and benevolent, and good to the world.

Fu Su died, and his son inherited the throne of the emperor, recuperated, and extended for the sixth generation.

As for the future that Fusu once saw? ……

Hmm, probably only Yun Yao will know.