For thousands of years, there have been countless kings and hegemons in the world. And as time passed, most of them died and lost their reputation, turned to dust, and finally returned to nothingness.

And those who are called models are only three generations of holy kings, Yao Shunyu soup, and there are only a few people. Since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, many kings have called these people the most holy and sage, worshipping and honoring vanity, and invincible.

Since the beginning of the Han Dynasty, several emperors, in order to flaunt their virtues, have also listed the deeds of these holy kings as compulsory courses, put them on the altar, and vigorously preached and praised them.

However, in the eyes of Liu Che, the fifth emperor of the Han Dynasty, the three generations of holy kings were too far away, and some of the distant ones were blurred. He didn't need to worship these ancient clay wooden statues, and the fanatical admirer in his heart was the only one from a very young age. That is the Great Qin Emperor Qin Wangzheng!

There is no doubt that just as the generals on the battlefield worship the overlord of Western Chu, the kings since the Qin Dynasty have all aspired to establish the great cause of an emperor through the ages like Qin Shi Huang.

The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, which was greatly facilitated. The development of more than 100 years has further improved the various systems established by the Great Qin Dynasty. Liu Che sometimes wondered what kind of situation would it have been if the Qin Dynasty had not perished and continued to develop to this day according to the scale left by the First Emperor? He had imagined many possibilities, but each time there was no affirmative answer.

Liu Che, who idolized Qin Shi Huangdi, has always believed that he is a person with a mandate of heaven. Even after being clearly told by the Tai Hospital that the chronic illness he was suffering from was difficult to cure, he did not give up this last trace of effort. The ultimate goal of traveling thousands of miles is just to ask for a good medicine to prolong life.

And this Venerable of the East China Sea, whom he had heard from King Wuqiu Shou a long time ago, really did not disappoint him. The few pills he had offered not long ago, he felt the excellent effect immediately after taking them. Climbing to the top of Mount Tai with a good mental state that has never been seen in the past two years is the best test.

Emperor Liu Che was ecstatic, and immediately asked Venerable Donghai if there was a cure for the hidden diseases in his body? But the other party didn't just talk nonsense, after thinking about it for a while, he just said seriously, the disease of the Son of Heaven is rare in the world, and he himself has no such means.

The Emperor was disappointed. However, Venerable Donghai immediately said that the East China Sea is so big that there are many places for immortals to live. If you go to the sea to seek it devoutly, there will definitely be a wisp of fairy fate to seek.

In the old days, the Emperor had heard countless legends about the fairy island on the sea. It's just a pity that he spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but he never really found the slightest trace. Originally, he was already discouraged and disappointed, but today's words from the Venerable of the East China Sea rekindled the desire for the Immortal Dao in the depths of his heart.

"There are fairy mountains on the sea, and there are misty clouds in the sea. Just wait for those who are destined, and the enchantment will return to the origin...... Your Majesty, since we have come here, if we return empty-handed, will we not regret it for the rest of our lives? ”

It was the last words of Venerable Donghai that made Emperor Liu Che finally make up his mind to try his luck at the seaside in Langya County. It's just that if he can predict in advance what will happen to the end of this trip, I don't know if he will stick to it!

From the coming down of Mount Tai to Langya County in the East China Sea, the trip lasted for a total of five or six days, and the court officials who followed rarely had the opportunity to meet the emperor. It was a bit weird, but no one dared to ask questions. Because Ni Kuan, who is now in charge of all matters of the entire patrol team, has clearly conveyed the emperor's dictation, His Majesty is at ease and recuperating, and there is no major event to be disturbed.

Now everyone knows that the most powerful people around the emperor are Ni Kuan, the lord of Zuo Neishi, and the king of Shiwu Qiushou. If you add the Donghai Jun who is close to them, it can be said that he is very powerful, and no one will provoke them at this stall.

Carriages and horses marched along the avenue. Smoke and dust billowed and obscured the day. Guarding along the way, the emperor's guard of honor was still as majestic and solemn as when he left Chang'an. The Great Han Dragon Banner was swept by the autumn wind, and the Taishi who was trudging under the corner of the flag made Sima Qian look up at the gray sky. The dust of the hunt stained his face, and the shackles he wore wore down his hands and feet, and they had formed a thick scab.

This young historian who walked in shackles seemed to be ten years old in just a few days. He was in an extremely heavy mood at the moment, looking at the long road ahead, and every step he took was a little difficult.

The difficult thing is not the road under your feet, but the pen in your hand!

Sima Qian didn't know what kind of outcome he would have after the end of the tour, let alone what kind of catastrophe he would endure in the future. But he's prepared for the worst. Since ancient times, it has been difficult to die alone, leaving a history of sweat and sweat! But that's it.

During the break, Sima Qian sat on a big stone on the side of the road, studied the pen and ink, calmed the emotions in his heart, and tried not to make his palms tremble. Then, begin to neatly write the annals that lay out on your knees.

"What is that guy writing again?"

"Whatever he writes! A small Taishi Ling can't become any climate. ”

"Don't be careless! This person is very stubborn, and he doesn't know the current affairs, and he doesn't know how to be flexible...... If we allow them to compile history books indiscriminately, I am afraid that it will be very unfavorable to us in the future! ”

Ni Kuan looked coldly at Sima Qian, who was writing a book not far away, and there was some worry in his tone. If he could, he would love to find a chance to get rid of this obstructive guy. But King Wuqiu Shou seemed to be a little unimpressed, he glanced over there, and then flicked away a flying insect that landed on his sleeve, and said contemptuously.

"It's just a little reptile. If it dares to stand in our way, let it fall off the cliff and be crushed! Hum! ”

Ni Kuan frowned. He sensed that King Wuqiushou, who was an ally, had been a little too inflated lately, ignoring all potential dangers, which was not a good sign.

"Sima Qian is naturally not worth mentioning. But his identity as Tai Shi Ling is a little troublesome. Since ancient times, historians cannot be killed. Even if His Majesty was angered by him, in order to care about the reputation of future generations, he only put an iron lock on his body and made him suffer some hardships. ”

"Huh! If Zoneshi thinks so, he is too cautious. It's not easy for him to die? Are there still a few former historians who died in accidents? What's the point of having one more Sima Qian! ”

The murderous intent in the eyes of King Wuqiu Shou was revealed. What he said is actually not wrong at all, but in the current situation, it is easy to quietly get rid of this Taishi Ling, who has no power.

Ni Kuan hesitated slightly, and finally shook his head. After all, he is a person from Confucianism, and now he can't do it to the point of being murderous. Of course, if he waited until he took charge of the court and Sima Qian would become an obstacle, he would never be merciful. The value of killing people has always been the creed of Lord Zuo Neishi.

"Don't touch him yet. However, you can send someone to collect his pen and ink and the annals to see what else he can write! Hehe! ”

"That's fine. It's still thoughtful that Lord Zuo Neishi thinks. I'm going to keep a close guard over it, and I won't give him another chance to get these things. Just let him follow all the way to watch the excitement...... Hahaha! ”

King Wuqiu Shou, who was also the commander of the Yulin Army, laughed proudly, stretched out his hand to beckon a few henchmen, and whispered a few words in a low voice. The men were ordered to leave, and soon after, they returned with all the things they had looted from the poor Tai Shi Ling. Ni Kuan and King Wuqiu Shou took it and casually flipped through a few pages, and as expected, there were many words that were unfavorable to them recorded on it. The two men looked at each other, both a little annoyed.

"How dare this guy do that! If it weren't for the fear that His Majesty would blame, he would have to suffer some more. ”

"Don't worry, just wait. When the time comes, the sword will be pressed against the neck...... Let's see if he still has such a hard backbone! ”

King Wuqiu Shou withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the man who was glaring in this direction. It's useless to have hard bones, but no matter how hard they are, can they be as hard as a sharp blade? He didn't believe that there were people in this world who weren't afraid of death. The so-called not being afraid of death is just that he is sure that he will not die.

Sima Qian, who was treated roughly, was forcibly snatched of all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on his body. He got up from the ground, brushed the dust off his body, and tried to stand up straight. Then continue to walk with your head held high, not one step behind the team. Iron chains can imprison his freedom, and power can rob him of the tools he writes. However, he still has eyes, ears, and a heart that remembers everything. He had to rely on perseverance beyond ordinary people to complete the whole journey. He wants to see with his own eyes what will happen to these wicked people!

"Your Majesty! Do you know that you are now surrounded by traitors...... What if something unspeakable happens? ”

At this moment, Sima Qian, who was familiar with history books, didn't know why, but in his heart, there was an encounter with the last tour of the great Great Qin Emperor.

In the thirty-seventh year of the first emperor, he went out to tour the world. The route of travel that time was very similar to this one. And the last stop, also to Mount Tai after the Zen, east to the sea, and then north to Langya...... Then he got sick, and on the way back, he fell ill on the plains and died in the dunes!

A gust of autumn wind blows, carrying the taste of the sea, which makes people feel cold all over the body. It's the same time! Sima Qian's heart was filled with inexplicable panic, he couldn't help but feel terrified, looked up, and vaguely heard the waves crashing on the shore in the distance, like thunder. It turned out that unconsciously, Langya County in the East China Sea was already dozens of miles away.

"I hope I'll think about it!"

Tai Shiling's muttering was not heard. The more the people walked forward, the clearer the sound of the waves became. When he finally saw the vast blue waves, the sea and the sky began to appear in the field of vision, the East China Sea Juntian Wujiang next to the horse riding the royal car showed a mysterious smile on his face.