"It hurts, it hurts!"

In a prison that smells of decay, a young man curled up in pain slowly lifts his eyelids, which are a pair of age-inappropriate and vicissitudes of life, full of tiredness, pathos, and despair that are painful to the point of breaking the liver and intestines.

The young man's tired eyes swept around painfully, and then closed them heavily.

He knew he had crossed over again.

This is the tenth time.

It will also be the last one.

A sharp pain struck, his body trembled continuously, and an inexplicable sense of detachment hit his heart.

The young man gritted his teeth and steadied himself, accustomed to this situation, and knew what was going on.

The fading of the memories of the previous life, the influx of memories of this life.

......

"Great Qin, the thirty-fifth year of the first emperor, the nobles of the Yan Kingdom, slandering the government ......" Ji Heng slowly opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, but his eyes were very resolute, he already knew the identity of this world.

He is a nobleman of the Yan Kingdom.

After the fall of the Yan Kingdom, the Ji family was moved to Xianyang.

Half a year ago, the predecessor of this body and some scholars and Confucian scholars gathered to slander the first emperor and slander Qin Zheng, and was known by the imperial court.

After the autumn, he will be killed in a trap along with the rest of the more than 460 people.

This life.

He is one of the 'pit Confucians' in the mouth of later generations.

"Is it less than a month?"

Ji Heng raised his head and looked at the somewhat dim prison, his mind was extraordinarily calm, "It's okay, it's a blessing that you don't have to face the bleak and chaotic times that are coming." ”

"I have devoted myself to the world for nine lifetimes, and this life will end like this."

"Manpower is invincible to the number of days after all."

"The world is too bitter!"

Ji Heng continued to curl up, found a relatively dry place, and slept in his clothes.

Tonight, he slept peacefully and soundly.

Even, he had a dream, a long, long dream.

I experienced the ninth life in my dream.

The first is Lu Xiufu at the end of the Song Dynasty, the second is the Later Zhou Wang Pu in the Five Dynasties, the third is the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the fourth is the late Han Dynasty Emperor Fu Song, the fifth is the late Sui Dynasty Zhang Xutuo, and the sixth is the late Ming Dynasty Sun Chuanting.

The seventh is Huanwen of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

In this life, he worked hard, devoted himself to the Northern Expedition, and dominated the mountains and rivers, but was not only suspicious by the emperor, but also calculated by all parties, and when his body was weak, he finally gave birth to resentment.

With this group of unscrupulous ministers, how can they save the world?

He developed a heart for self-reliance.

It's just that whenever he is born with the idea of self-reliance, he will suddenly contract a vicious disease, but he is determined and unmoved, and still insists on being the emperor, but in the end, when the ceremony of becoming the emperor is arranged, he suddenly dies violently.

I couldn't sit on it when I was dying.

The eighth is Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms.

In this life, he is no longer in a hurry to be born, but to recover his mentality in Longzhong.

After a period of adjustment, his mood returned to normal, and Liu Bei's three visits to the thatched house finally moved him and chose to go out again.

After the tempering of the previous seven generations, his Wen Taowu strategy has already reached the peak of his life, and now that the monarchs and ministers are of the same heart, he is confident that this life will be able to help the world in one fell swoop and calm the troubled times.

He cultivated both inside and outside, captured Meng Shu seven times, attacked the Central Plains five times, and did his best for Shu Han, but in the end, he died due to overwork and died in Wuzhangyuan.

Snatch defeat from the jaws of victory.

The defeat of the eighth life hit him too hard, and his heart was exhausted in this life, and his sharp energy was lost.

The ninth generation is Han Hao at the end of the Tang Dynasty, in this life, he is only doing his best, looking at the destiny of heaven, after the Tang Dynasty was destroyed, he did not choose to be martyred, but chose to go into seclusion, no longer care about the world.

He is completely dead to help the world.

I no longer hope that after helping the world, I will return to modern immortality.

The memories of the ninth life flashed in his mind like a slide show, and then quickly disappeared like a bubble, leaving only some vague shadows.

......

Ten days later.

"Fifteen days to go, when I die."

Ji Heng picked up a stone and added a horizontal layer to the wall of the prison, and he was very calm about the upcoming death, and even had a sense of relief.

Then.

A footstep sounded outside the cell.

A thin jailer strode to Ji Heng's prison, glanced at it coldly, opened the prison door, and tasted it quite delicious: "You kid is really lucky, he actually won Ji Gongzi's appreciation, Ji Gongzi's father is in the imperial court, hurry up and clean up, Ji Gongzi is waiting for you over there." ”

Ji Heng nodded, patted his ochre clothes, and walked out of the prison.

The Ji Gongzi in the jailer's mouth was met by him in prison a few days ago.

This person seems to have contradicted his father, and under the anger of his father, he found a relationship and locked him in, saying that he wanted to sharpen his temperament, but after all, he was only hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, which only restricted his freedom, and he still ate japonica rice and meat every day, but it was enough to make the prison people envious.

They eat unpalatable food.

Even the food can only be eaten by the officials with more status in the prison, Confucian scholars, scholars and some nobles of the Six Kingdoms, as for the low-level scholars, the nobles from the middle of the family and the criminals of the whole clan, not to mention the food, it is good to be able to give some bran cake with rice crumbs.

The reason why he got in touch with this Ji Gongzi was that there were not many twists and turns, ups and downs, but a few days ago, when Ji Gongzi quarreled with the Confucian students in prison, he inadvertently said something that made this Ji Gongzi listen to his ears.

That's all.

At present, the Great Qin River is in jeopardy, but many people in Guanzhong still have great respect for the First Emperor, and this Ji Gongzi is one of them.

It's just that this Ji Gongzi is young after all, how can he be a Confucian opponent who is well versed in verbal swords, and after several confrontations, except for the red face and red ears that he was said to be angry, he was angry and shouted that he wanted to find someone to kill those Confucian students, but there was no way to take Confucianism.

The Dying, the Invincible!

Ji Heng just said when Confucianism was scolding the most fierce, 'persuade the monarch to scold Qin Shi Huang less'.

His sparse and ordinary sentence, if in normal times, it is difficult to attract attention, but he is in prison, and the prison is full of Confucian scholars, scholars, and nobles who are about to be executed by the first emperor, and he was originally a nobleman of the Yan Kingdom, which aroused the anger of the public, and was attacked by hundreds of people in the prison, not only scolded as a traitor, but also expelled from the 'aristocracy'.

was scolded by someone for a while, and Ji Heng was also a little annoyed.

He continued to refuge a few words.

And his refutation of Confucianism's vulgar views is also based on scriptures and evidence, which makes this Ji Gongzi's eyes shine, and even took the initiative to invite him to drink and eat together, and he can exchange some knowledge for some wine and meat, in Ji Heng's opinion, it is cost-effective.

When a man is about to die, why should he treat himself badly?

One comes and goes.

The two have a certain friendship.

During the walk, Ji Heng arrived at a secluded hut.

The people in the house seemed to hear the footsteps outside, but they did not go out to greet them, only an excited voice came from inside the house.

"Ji Heng, you should talk about the 'Warring States, a meeting of great changes in ancient and modern times' this time."

"I brought wine this time!"

ps: New author, writing a book for the first time, I hope you can like it.