My Great Qin Cannot Die

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"Your Majesty..."

An anxious and apprehensive voice sounded from outside the car. At this moment, a huge amount of information burst out in Ying Zheng's mind. He was browsing the life of a man named Li Kang.

From birth to doctoral graduation, it was like a slideshow, one by one in Ying Zheng's mind, and then merged together and became his memory, regardless of each other.

Li Kang's life was splendid, which moved the First Emperor. The big ship flew in the sky, the aircraft carrier was in the sea, the atmosphere of a great country was manifested, and a nation was confident and powerful.

At this moment, he seemed to have experienced that era again, and Ying Zheng was full of curiosity.

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"What's the matter?"

A low and majestic voice sounded, and Zhao Gao, who was outside the imperial car, was relieved of his nervousness. As long as the emperor was fine, everything could be said.

Otherwise, none of the escorts on the Eastern Tour this time would be able to escape.

"I am afraid that Your Majesty will be injured when I see a stream of fire falling from the sky on the side of the imperial chariot, so..."

At this moment, Ying Zheng's heart was agitated, and he was extremely shocked. This memory from the future gave him a different experience.

He saw the prosperous dynasties one by one, the golden horses and iron horses that swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, and the steel jungle, the modern civilization.

But it also made him angry and wanted to kill someone.

His Great Qin died in two lifetimes!

His favorite prince was actually killed by Jiao Zhao, his arm was killed, and the superior was Hu Hai, and in the end it was Zhao Gao who personally buried the Great Qin...

He always looked down on Zhao Gao, who was a dog.

He was angry and hysterical in his heart, and wished to draw his sword to kill someone, but at this moment, Ying Zheng's tone was as usual: "I have nothing to do, I will send an order to Xianyang, and I want Zhang Liang to be wanted in all counties and counties in the world."

"The man is the son of Zhang Ping, the prime minister of South Korea, and he and Bo Langsha assassinated the emperor. The crime cannot be punished. The three tribes of Yi..."

"Your Majesty, do you know the identity of the assassin?" At this moment, Zhao Gao's surprised voice came, his tone full of puzzlement.

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"Do I want you to teach me how to do things?"

The rage and hostility in the emperor's tone made Zhao Gao shudder, and a cold air on his back suddenly shot up his spine and reached the heavenly spirit.

At this moment, he felt the emperor's killing intent.

"I understand, Your Majesty, please calm down..." Zhao Gao was frightened and rolled away.

The unparalleled majesty of the First Emperor is like an unattainable mountain shrouded in the sky of Daqin. No one is not afraid, and no one is not afraid.

At this moment, it was the time when the First Emperor was in full power, and the power of one person overwhelmed the entire world.

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Lying in the imperial car, Ying Zheng digested Li Kang's memories. At the same time, the power brought by the falling fire made him healthy.

At this moment, it was the twenty-ninth year of the first emperor of Qin, 218 BC. In this year, he was only forty-one years old, and it was the most golden time for a man.

There is a saying that an eighteen-year-old girl has a flower, and a forty-year-old man has a flower. From this, it can be seen that a forty-year-old man is in his prime.

"Have the tuberculosis and all kinds of discomfort on my body disappeared?" Ying Zheng was shocked at this moment. Since he woke up, he never coughed again, and his whole body felt relaxed like never before.

The body was full of power, and he once again felt vigor and vitality in this body, instead of the dead energy before.

"The falling fire from the sky has helped me a lot. In this life, with me here, Daqin will never die!"

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Walking out of the imperial car, Ying Zheng stood on top of the car, looking at the mighty black iron armor, the depression in his heart that died because of Da Qin II was suddenly dissipated by Da Qin Ruishi's suffocating energy.

With such an invincible army and black torrents, any ghosts and spirits will be ruthlessly defeated. In this vast world, there is only one Great Qin, shining alone.

"Your Majesty, now that the assassin has disappeared, should we stay in Yangwu, or continue to patrol the east?" Meng Yi walked over and said with a gloomy face towards Ying Zheng.

"Continue to the east!"

Taking a breath on the frame, Ying Zheng stretched his arms and sneered: "Meng Yi, draft the edict and send it back to Xianyang. Today I will warn the world here."

"The emperor was assassinated in Bolangsha, and it was found out by the Tingwei Mansion that the assassin was Zhang Liang, the son of Zhang Ping, a former Han nobleman. Zhang Liang assassinated the emperor and killed him because he was instructed by the former Han king."

"According to the laws of the empire, assassinating the emperor to kill the followers, and exterminating the three clans, now according to the law: exterminate the three clans of the king of Han, and exterminate the three clans of Zhang Liang, to sue the world."

"Your Majesty, if you do this, I'm afraid it will provoke a frantic counterattack from the remnants of the Six Nations and shake the foundation of the empire..." Meng Yi's face showed a trace of worry, and he quickly said to Ying Zheng.

"Hahaha…"

Glancing at the bright world, Ying Zheng said in a solemn tone: "Here, not far from Xianyang, the capital of the Great Qin Emperor, I will encounter assassinations. This shows that the Six Kingdoms relics are very ambitious."

"I gave them a way to live. Since they didn't choose, and they insisted on making trouble, why should I give them mercy? I don't mind killing them all."

"In this vast Qin Dynasty, my kindness is only given to me from the country of Great Qin, not to chaotic ministers and thieves. Maybe they have forgotten that I am the emperor who became the emperor in Xianyang after annexing six countries. , instead of inheriting…”

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"No."

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"Meng Yi, I ordered to go down and prepare meals. I am a little hungry, and at the same time, I also let the guards take turns to eat. After resting, we will set off." After a long time of wind, Ying Zheng told Meng Yi and said.

"Please don't worry, Your Majesty, the minister will go and give instructions, and the safety of the convoy will be absolutely guaranteed." Although the First Emperor loved his Meng family very much, Meng Yi did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Ying Zheng.

Looking at the whole of Daqin, perhaps only Wang Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng, and his elder brother Meng Tian can be special to the emperor.

"Go!"

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The mountains and valleys on both sides of the strait are deep, and the high mountains and low valleys have become a beautiful landscape. Because the travel season is in summer, the trees on both sides of the avenue are green, giving a primitive sense of nature.

Ying Zheng watched for a while, then returned to the imperial car. He had time to look at the scenery, but his empire was in jeopardy and was in turmoil.

"Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, Liu Ji, Xiang Yu..." Ying Zheng's tone was faint, and murderous intent was boiling in his heart.

At that moment, he had the idea of ​​destroying these people, but it disappeared in an instant.

The chaos in Daqin lies in the policies of the empire and also in the incompetence of the successor. Today's Daqin is like an invincible chariot running on the road with full horsepower.

On the surface, it is majestic, but in its bones, there are countless parts that are worn out, and even the engine is running with difficulty.

Originally, Ying Zheng planned to suspend the eastern tour. Such a huge eastern tour would indeed waste a lot of material and manpower. However, he wanted to see the real empire during this eastern tour.