The First Emperor's Plane.

In 219 B.C., it was also the third year of the unity of the world, the top of Mount Tai.

Burning firewood, a mysterious and somewhat barbaric ritual of sacrificing to the sky, is being carried out in an orderly manner.

Standing in front of this fire, the person in the center, dressed in a majestic black imperial robe, wearing an imperial crown, and a pair of Danfeng eyes that looked at the world and looked at the sky.

The person who robes and crowns the emperor is the Qin Shi Huang who condenses the world into the only one, the book is on the same track as the literary car, creates a unified dynasty, and creates the honor of the 'emperor'.

Brother Zheng.

However, at this moment, Brother Zheng felt very unhappy in his heart.

He traveled thousands of miles to bring a group of courtiers from Xianyang to the land of Qilu, there was no high-speed rail in these years, even if it was a dragon, it would hurt to sit for a long time.

Ran so far for this Taishan Feng Zen.

And the purpose of Feng Chan is also simple, in order to announce the people of the world, he won the government to unify the world, ended the war, established the merit of eternity, and the position of the emperor he created was ordered by the heavens, representing the heavens to rule the people.

By the way, I will report to the heavens about my achievements, which have changed the dynasty and stood on behalf of Zhou.

In order to perfect this ceremony, in order to not run in vain, and more importantly, for the public opinion propaganda after the Zen sealing, Zheng Ge specially summoned seventy local famous Qilu Confucian students at the foot of the mountain.

made a decree and ordered these seventy Confucian scholars to tailor a set of Zen rites for themselves that were in line with the Central Plains sacrifices.

Who knows, these Confucian students look harmless to humans and animals, and they all speak with a weird yin and yang.

In a fit of anger, Brother Zheng waved his hand and expelled all these Confucian students, without paying a dime of wages, and then directly opened the mountain to build a road and climbed to the top for sacrifices.

It is not the cumbersome ritual of the Central Plains, but the ritual of the Qin State sacrificing the Emperor of Heaven in Yong, which is simple, direct and rude in comparison.

Because of this, Brother Zheng's Taishan Feng Zen has been ridiculed by Confucian scholars for thousands of years.

At present, this 'canonization' ceremony is almost over.

"God, if you can hear it, tell me that my Great Qin can be passed on to eternity? Can you win the Zhou business? ”

With the fire in his eyes, he looked up at the sky.

The eyes of the first emperor Yingzheng flashed with extremely confident essence, in his opinion, he annexed Liuhe, ruled the world, created the universe, and covered the three emperors and five emperors, and the Great Qin Empire will inevitably be able to last for generations.

Ask the sky.

But it's just a process.

"If you don't answer, then I will acquiesce."

The corners of Brother Zheng's mouth raised slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to announce the end of this 'sealing ceremony', and then he would go to nearby Liangshan for a 'Zen ceremony'.

Suddenly.

The Qin ministers and clans who were kneeling on the ground in the rear immediately rioted.

Everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

Hearing the sound, Brother Zheng also subconsciously looked straight ahead, that is, directly above the burning fire.

I saw that in the flames that rose several feet high, there was a picture of a human face inside, and there was a smoking thing in the corner of the mouth that had never been seen before.

"Heaven apparition!"

"Your Majesty, it must be the heavens who thank Your Majesty for his merits, and this is the manifestation!"

As the presiding priest of the sacrificial ceremony, Xu Fu knelt beside Brother Zheng at this moment, his excited heart, trembling hands, and trembling whispers reminded the first emperor.

"I'm really the son of heaven!"

Brother Zheng smiled.

Then, taking a deep breath, his eyes fixed on the face in the firelight, expecting the answer he wanted to know.

It's just that the more I look at this, Brother Zheng's brows are wrinkled more and more tightly.

Because in his eyes, the heavens who appeared in this flame picture, after taking down the unnamed smoking thing biting the corner of his mouth, saw that the shape of his mouth was obviously speaking, but he couldn't hear the slightest sound.

In other words, there was no sound at all.

The ministers of Great Qin in the rear all looked at each other, all of them knelt on the ground with their heads bowed, and their eyes exchanged in private, all guessing what God wanted to express.

As the eldest son of the first emperor, Gongzi Fusu knelt in front of the ministers, and at this time, he used his ingenuity to analyze the Shangcangkou shape of the flame manifestation, but he couldn't analyze a word.

It would be really strange if this could be analyzed, after more than 2,000 years, the gods and ghosts could not speak together, let alone the first emperor had just been together in Liuhe, and the dialects of various places could not understand each other.

At this moment, Brother Zheng was waiting a little anxiously, he was eager to know which answer, and wanted to know what kind of glorious national fortune the powerful Great Qin Empire he had built single-handedly would have in the future, and how many generations it would pass on.

At this time, Xu Fu whispered beside the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty, the secret of heaven must not be revealed, once it is expressed, it will definitely affect the universe."

"This is a hint from the heavens to you."

…………………………

"Implying that your mother is a twisted flower, Han Critic."

Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal pavilion top private room.

Ji Boying scolded, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking at the video scene in the light curtain in front of him, and inexplicably had a strong urge to cut people in his heart.

'Dog system. ’

'Voice calls, you can only speak, you can't listen. ’

'Video calls, you can only watch but not tell. ’

"Garbage thing, it's going online before the closed beta, so let's get the product manager out of here." ’

There was a moment of silence.

Ji Boying turned around and walked to the table, since it doesn't work to say it with his mouth, then write it by hand, it's always okay.

But as soon as he picked up the pen, Ji Boying was stunned, he thought of something.

The dog system has a built-in language conversion function, that is, it can automatically convert all kinds of languages, such as the pronunciation of the Ming Dynasty and modern Mandarin, which is very different, but through the transformation of the dog system, Ji Boying can understand.

At the same time, every word that Ji Boying said would also be synchronously transformed into a language that Lao Zhu and the others could understand, and input it into the ears of the princes of the Great Tomorrow.

The same is true of Datang Li Er, which can ensure that communication between time and space is barrier-free.

However, there is no conversion function in this aspect of writing.

After the unification of the Qin Dynasty, the common font was Xiao Seal.

Where would Ji Boying write this thing?

After thinking for a while, Ji Boying had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he still put pen to paper, there is no problem that can stump a three-good young man who has completed nine years of compulsory education.

Since I can't write, I can draw!

…………………………

The first emperor time and space, the top of Mount Tai.

After listening to Xu Fu's words, Brother Zheng's mood calmed down slightly.

Then he waited quietly, accompanied by Daqin's important ministers, such as Li Si and others, these people were all kneeling on the ground, not daring to speak, looking up at the changing picture in the firelight.

And at this very moment.

The heavens, which had suddenly disappeared for a short period of time, reappeared.

Moreover, in the hands of the heavens, there was an extra piece of something they had never seen before, smooth and white, full of charming texture at a glance.

Papermaking originated in the Western Han Dynasty, and by the time it was possible to make rice paper, it was already the Tang Dynasty.

However, compared to rice paper, this will include Qin Shi Huang, whose eyes are fixed on the pattern drawn on it, and his eyes are full of doubts.

Look closely and tell the difference.

That is, two suns.

Approximate pattern: →

'What does this pattern mean?!' ’

The moment they saw the pattern, this question arose in everyone's hearts.

It was also at this moment that when Brother Zheng wanted to continue to ask a wave of 'what is this', the picture in the flames disappeared.

"God is gone!"

After Xu Fu finished speaking, he continued to speak urgently.

"Your Majesty, please see."

After saying that, I saw Xu Fu quickly squatting on the ground, and on the ground in front of the first emperor, he drew the original pattern just now.

"Heaven cannot be revealed."

"Therefore, this pattern must be a warning from God to my Great Qin."

"As the saying goes, there are no two days in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country."

"Your Majesty, look, there are two suns in the pattern of the heavens' warning, and the '→' in the middle has the meaning of replacement, which must mean that there will be someone in this world who will replace my Great Qin Jiangshan to be born!"

This explanation is really reasonable.

The voice fell.

The First Emperor's eyes were instantly cold, and the monstrous killing intent was rampant in the middle.

His old Zhao Jiafen VI Yu Lie, this is the unification of the world, how can he allow others to pick peaches? !

"Xu Fu, you can comprehend the meaning of the heavens, which means that you have heavenly luck and fairy fate."

"Since the heavens have appeared to give a warning, then the matter of your going to sea to find immortals will be suspended, and I now order you to thoroughly investigate the matter of Eryang Qitian, and give you a year to find out the people who endanger my Great Qin."

"If you can't find it out within a year, I will sacrifice you to the sky."

Hearing this, grunt.

Xu Fu was stunned.

I'll just brag about it, look at the picture and talk, and analyze it casually, where did I come from!

At this moment, Xu Fu wanted to give himself a few big mouths, why was he so cheap? !

Originally, after this wave of Mount Tai Feng Zen ended, he could not go back, and in this Qilu land, he was ready to go directly to the sea.

With three thousand boys and girls who were strictly screened, and countless gold and silver treasures, he crossed the sea to the island to be the emperor of the soil.

After all, his ability to fool the First Emperor in the past few years has reached the limit, and he feels that if he continues to fool, he may be chopped up and fed to the dog by the First Emperor one day.

"Minister, minister, minister."

Things have come to this point, and Xu Fu can only kowtow.

The First Emperor looked up to the sky slightly, his eyes awe-inspiring.

"On this day, there can only be one sun."

"There can only be one lord in this land."

"That's me."

…………………………

Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal building.

After Ji Boying closed the video, he took a long breath.

'Dog system, fork in the line. ’

He didn't expect that the emperors of other dynasties would be able to ask themselves if they worshiped God and asked the heavens, and this business was too extensive, and the incense could not be realized, so it was used by Jer.

For the picture he drew for Qin Shi Huang, Ji Boying was very satisfied.

→

The sun on the left refers to today.

The sun on the right refers to tomorrow.

In the middle, a symbol is used to point to the sun on the right, that is, see you tomorrow.

Simple and easy to understand, it is simply a genius of painting.

"Anyone with a little brain, you can understand it."

Ji Boying smiled slightly, then put aside the rice paper with the two suns and continued to ponder his own affairs.

Regarding the question of Brother Zheng, I will meet in class tomorrow.

And before class tomorrow.

Ji Boying is also ready to do a big vote and give the princes of heaven and space a comprehensive physical examination.

Especially the key ones, such as the three Zhu Gaochi big fat, such as figuring out whether Zhu Houzhao's infertility is congenital or acquired, this has to be examined.

Pulling over a piece of rice paper, Ji Boying began to make a list of doctors on this rice paper.

Li Shizhen, born in the thirteenth year of Zhengde, and finally the twenty-first year of Wanli, compared the time with the four time and space of Zhengde, Jiajing, Longqing, and Wanli, only Li Shizhen of Jiajing and Longqing meets the conditions.

In the end, Ji Boying chose Longqing Li Shizhen.

After writing the five words 'Longqing Li Shizhen' on rice paper, Ji Boying then went through the number of miracle doctors in other dynasties of the Ming Dynasty one by one, and selected the most suitable ones to fill in.

For example, Wan Mizhai, Yang Jishi, Zhu Hu, etc......

'Liu Wentai. ’

The pen just fell.

Ji Boying looked at these three words and was stunned.

The brain was short-circuited, and he suddenly remembered that he had filled in the 'miracle doctor' who had killed two emperors in a row, and hurriedly forked it.

The night is getting more and more intense.

By the window of the private room, I worked hard to write.

………………………

At the same time, in the Forbidden City, the East Warm Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

From this warm pavilion, the screaming cries of the big men resounded endlessly, and the eunuchs guarding outside frowned.

"Good boy, don't cry."

Queen Ma looked loving, touched the head of Zhu Wenzheng, who was kneeling in front of her, holding her thigh, and comforted the injured heart of the eldest nephew.

Anyway, Zhu Wenzheng was imprisoned back then, and finally died of depression, which is likely to be a grievance.

More than ten years have passed since this experience for Lao Zhu and Queen Ma and others, but for Zhu Wenzheng, who crawled out of the grave, everything seems to be yesterday.

He didn't dare to say anything in front of Lao Zhu, but in front of Queen Ma, it was like seeing his mother, pantothenic acid.

Lao Zhu watched from the sidelines, pinching his beard vigorously, his eyes full of guilt.

And in this warm pavilion, Ah Biao and Liu Bowen also stood aside, and the two of them didn't expect Zhu Wenzheng to cry like this.

This time, he entered the palace late at night to report to Lao Zhu, and while Zhu Wenzheng was crying, Lao Zhu had already finished reading the latest plan submitted by Ah Biao and Liu Bowen.

It seems that this Zhu Wenzheng is not only good at defending the city, but also has the staying power to cry.

"Biao'er."

"Since my brother has already approved you in class, then in the future, you can judge all the politics you learn in the immortal class."

Lao Zhu put down the plan in his hand, and looked at Ah Biao with a smile on his face, between the lines is full of absolute trust in Hao Da'er, and even the plan of reforming internal affairs can be decided freely, which is basically equivalent to delegating all the imperial power to Ah Biao.

Just one sentence: Biao'er, you are ready to rebel and ascend the throne, we have already prepared the army and war readiness for you.

"The retainers obey."

Ah Biao nodded.

Then.

Lao Zhu stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the warm pavilion alone.

Ah Biao just wanted to follow, but was stopped by Lao Zhu's eyes.

"Biao'er, you are here to accompany your queen mother and catch up with your cousin."

Then, he looked at Liu Bowen.

"Old gentleman, would you like to show us a face."

Liu Bowen paused for a moment when he heard this, and then bowed and saluted.

'Old gentleman'.

In Lao Zhu's entrepreneurial era, in Lao Zhu's team, it was Lao Zhu's exclusive name for Liu Bowen, and after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu basically didn't shout much anymore.

And once this title is shouted, there must be something important.

The two of them stepped out of the warm pavilion one after another, and the wind in the summer night was a little cool.

Liu Bowen walked on Lao Zhu's side, almost half a body slower, and the two walked between the corridors of the Qianqing Palace, with a gentle drizzle of rain, water droplets falling from the inclined tiles, ticking and ticking.

"After resurrection, you can still get used to it."

Lao Zhu's voice was calm.

Liu Bowen smiled.

"Your Majesty Xie cares, and the ministers are fine."

"Hmm."

"The death of your eldest son Liu Lian, we have already asked Jinyiwei to thoroughly investigate it, but all the relevant people involved will be sent to prison for questioning."

Liu Lian mentioned in Lao Zhu's words is Liu Bowen's eldest son.

After Liu Bowen's death, because of the thought of Liu Ji in his heart, and the fact that Liu Lian himself is indeed a rare national talent, Lao Zhu has always wanted to reuse Liu Lian.

In the eleventh year of Hongwu, Liu Lian, who was about to be promoted from a local member to the temple decision-making circle, was forced by Huaixi, unwilling to be humiliated, and was riddled with illness, so he committed suicide by falling into a well in office.

On the day of Liu Lian's death the following year, Lao Zhu was full of emotion about Liu Lian's death, and personally wrote a memorial text for Liu Lian and sent a sacrifice to the spirit.

The history book's evaluation of Liu Ji's eldest son Liu Lian: The family is a virtuous son, the country has a good minister, retains a famous lord, is dying, life is glorious and sad, what is the way!

If Liu Lian can live for a few more decades in the Hongwu Dynasty, he will definitely be a good minister of the Hongwu generation.

"Life and death have a fate, wealth is in the sky, this is Lian'er's life."

Liu Bowen replied very calmly.

But it can be clearly seen that there is an unconcealable loss in the depths of Liu Bowen's eyes.

Liu Lian is his eldest son, and he is the inheritance of the mantle that he has been teaching by his side all the year round, and he has taught everything he has learned to his eldest son, and Liu Lian has not failed Liu Bowen, who has both talent and learning, which makes Liu Ji proud.

After Liu Bowen came back to life, the first thing he did was to ask Liu Lian where he was now, and when he learned that Liu Lian had fallen into the well and died, Liu Bowen did not have the slightest change in expression on his face.

In the next second, he was directly dizzy.

"When class starts tomorrow, we will ask my brother to resurrect Liu Lian in the name of the country's important scholars."

Lao Zhu has obviously figured out the pulse of the immortal master, but whatever is beneficial to the country, the immortal master will agree without hesitation.

Contrarily.

When Guozuo was useless, the immortal masters ignored it.

Since Liu Bowen can be resurrected, he often meets spring, and he is not worse than Liu Lian.

Hearing this, Liu Bowen was slammed.

Then he took two steps back, knelt down towards Lao Zhu, and respectfully bowed.

"Minister, Lian'er, thank you, Your Majesty."

Lao Zhu lowered his eyes slightly, looking at Liu Bowen who was kneeling and saluting, and a solemn look rose in his eyes.

"Since we promised to do something for you, then you should also solve our confusion."

The voice fell.

Before Lao Zhu could open his mouth, Liu Bowen had already spoken.

"Your Majesty wants to Zen."

…………………………

The moon rises and sets, the sun rises and the moon sets.

The cycle repeats itself, and it remains the same.

When the first rays of morning light broke through the heavy clouds the next morning, the streets and alleys of the Ming Emperor's capital were already full of people.

With the implementation of various reforms, the vitality of the entire private sector has been continuously stimulated.

Dijing is just a microcosm.

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, the drunken immortal building, a large number of brocade guards are guarded on both sides of the riverbank.

The people living on this riverside have long been accustomed to it, and when the early dynasty is over, His Majesty the Emperor's dragon will come to the drunken immortal tower.

If according to the security level of the Son of Heaven, as long as the Son of Heaven is in the Drunken Immortal Tower, then the entire Qinhuai Strait must be sealed, but the Son of Heaven issued an edict to not disturb the people, so except for the process of the arrival of the dragon, the two sides of Qinhuai can pass freely.

Lao Zhu's expression was a little relaxed, and he entered the Drunken Immortal Building and stepped over the threshold of the main hall.

From the joy and smugness on this face, it can be seen that he and Liu Bowen should have had a very happy conversation last night.

As soon as Fang stepped in, Lao Zhu's brows instantly furrowed.

Because.

Today's main church looks very different from yesterday.

I saw that the seats in the main hall were pushed to both sides, and the middle was divided into seven columns, each of which had a table and two chairs.

On the other side of the podium, there was a person, the doctor.

'What is this doing?' ’

Lao Zhu subconsciously bypassed with doubts, quickly got on the podium from the side, and looked at Ji Boying, who was sitting in the center and drinking the big red robe of the mother tree.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Lao Zhu didn't notice the moment he appeared.

The doctor sitting second on the left side had always focused on Lao Zhu's body, and although he was mentally prepared, the cold sweat on his forehead was still scared out.

"All staff medical examination."

"I remember mentioning it to you before."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, and then looked at the seven people sitting under the podium.

"These seven are all great masters of the Ming Dynasty."

From right to left.

Window No. 1, Longqing Li Shizhen.

Window No. 2, Jiajing Wan Mizhai.

Window No. 3, Chongzhen Zhang Jingyue.

Window No. 4, Apocalypse Miu Xiyong

Window No. 5, Zhengde Wangji.

Window No. 6, Yongle Zhuhu.

Window No. 7, Wanli Yang Jishi.

Each of these seven people, their medical skills are top-notch in their era, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are a great master.

Hearing this, Lao Zhu looked at them one by one, and finally his eyes fell on Zhu Hu, who was second on the left, he always felt that this old man's appearance was a little familiar, and after a few more looks, a young face popped out of his mind.

"This person is the fifth?"

Lao Zhu had a little surprise on his face, and he was also a little surprised, after all, there was a miracle doctor in his son, which could also prove that his Lao Zhu's genes were awesome.

"Well, from the time and space of Yongle."

The moment when the immortal master bowed his head.

Xiyu has already sounded the bell that conveys time and space.

Jianwen, Yongle, Hongxi, Xuande, Zhengzheng, Jingtai-Tianshun, Chenghua......

When the bell rings around the beam, conveying the time and space, in this main hall, there are figures one after another.

As soon as the prince of heaven from all time and space appeared, the expression on his face was the same as when Lao Zhu first came in, and he found that his seat was missing, and he couldn't understand what the layout of the main hall was today.

However, the seven miracle doctors were very calm, because they all knew what was going to happen in advance, knew what they were going to do today, and did a good job of psychological construction.

Just when these princes of heaven were full of doubts one by one.

Pity Xiang Xiyu is already one on the left, one on the right, a bunch of small wooden cards are placed in the basket in his hand, and the pleasant voice sounds sweetly.

"Your Highness, please come to my two sisters to get the number."

"I'll have to queue up for inspection with the number in a while~!"

"His Majesty Hong Xi and the two His Royal Highnesses Zhu Gaochi, as well as His Majesty Wanli, the master has stipulated that you must take the number of the No. 5 window~!"

As soon as these words came out, the Son of Heaven in all time and space was the first to take the number, and the prince was in the back row, after all, there had to be an identity order.

As for why the three big fat and Wanli take the No. 5 window, it is because Wang Ji is best at cardiovascular and cerebrovascular, which are the chronic diseases that fat people are most likely to suffer.

"Hey, who is he?!"

Suddenly, Xiao Zhu Si's voice sounded.

Everyone who had just finished taking the number subconsciously turned around and looked.

Standing behind everyone was a young man with an embarrassed face and a little uneasiness.

The moment they saw this person clearly, Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi instantly had cold eyes, especially Zhu Laosi.

"Zhu Yunwen."

As soon as he said that, the atmosphere of the entire class instantly became strange.

This will not come to Zhu Biao, which means that the group of people present are all Yan Fan, and their wolf-like eyes fell on Zhu Yunwen in an instant, and their steps moved slightly, and they subconsciously surrounded Zhu Yunwen, scared this little brother and swallowed his saliva wildly.

"Brother, why did you get him?"

Lao Zhu glanced at Zhu Yunwen, his brows furrowed slightly, he was also quite surprised by Zhu Yunwen's arrival.

"Have a medical examination so that you don't die early."

No matter what happens to Zhu Yunwen himself, there is one thing that cannot be changed.

That is, Zhu Yunwen is the name of Jianwen time and space, according to the rules of the dog system, in order to ensure that the door of time and space of Jianwen time and space is open, this kid can't have problems.

"Okay, don't discuss it in private, start the physical examination, don't waste time."

Ji Boying raised his voice slightly.

After the medical examination, the class will continue.

Instantly.

The group of Yan clans in the main hall all withdrew their eyes, after all, under the nose of the immortal master, without the approval of the immortal master, they did not dare to beat people casually.

Then, under the guidance of the prince of mercy, they began the physical examination.

Zhu Laosi took the number from Xiyu's hand, the number is 601, and the sixth window, that is, the window of Yongle Zhu Hu.

I saw Zhu Laosi come to the second window on the left with the wooden number plate, just sat down and put the wooden card on the table, looked up, and always felt that this person's appearance was extremely familiar.

"Old five?"

Asked tentatively.

Zhu Lu smiled and nodded.

"Your Majesty, stretch out your hand."

Zhu Hu, who came from Yongle time and space, is already used to calling Zhu Di His Majesty.

Zhu Laosi didn't have any ink.

He knew that Lao Wu's medical skills were exquisite, and Jianwen Time and Space was already famous, and Yongle Time and Space was even more exquisite, so he put his hand on the medical case.

Zhu Hu's hand is on Zhu Lao's four veins.

Suddenly, Zhu Lu frowned.

"Tsk."

Zhu Laosi, who was held on the pulse, felt a sigh in his heart.

"Old Five, what are you talking about?"

With this tsk, even the will was thought of.

(End of chapter)