Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1010. Life and Death
The effect of oral morphine takes between half an hour and an hour, but like General Yan Yun and King Ji Heng of Qin, their frowns slowly relaxed after just a quarter of an hour.

Ji Heng glanced sideways and saw that the skinny and rough hand that was tightly holding his palm was slowly loosening. He also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

There was another moment of silence, and when Yan Yun began to snore softly, he slowly withdrew his hand.

With a light wave of his hand in his wide sleeves, Zhou Ju seemed to have the ability to read minds, and he led everyone to retreat silently and swiftly.

This also includes the Qin Dynasty.

After retreating to the empty hall, Qin Shi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the servants already standing by the side in an orderly manner. He asked curiously, "Why don't I see the general's family?"

Zhou Ju lowered his head slightly and said: "The king has come here in a hurry. As a precaution, no one else is allowed to approach."

Qin Shi silently looked at the maids beside him.

Got it, slaves are not human beings.

She inquired about the general's situation in detail and couldn't help but sigh silently. Then she turned curiously and asked, "The general is so powerful. I wonder if he has written down his experience in all these years of fighting?"

"This way, if the king wants to train new military talents, the young generals can also learn something."

When Qin Shi said this, he felt very sad.

When she was young, she read books and saw many historical figures striving to "leave a name in history". She felt very disdainful in her heart - after death, everything is empty!
However, when misfortune struck, everyone, including herself, knew that she would not live long. In the final moments of her life, she wanted more people to remember her.

Now, comparing the past and the present, she and General Yan are both suffering, so how can they not be touched?

It is natural to ask this question.

Zhou Ju was stunned. "Write a book? Do you want the general to write a book on military strategy?"

Qin Shi was surprised: "Why do you have to serve the military? Can't you serve yourself? Or the Qin?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Qin strode over.

The tallow lamps in the hall were as bright as sparks, and his tall figure cast a shadow, giving off an oppressive feeling.

Qin Shi looked carefully and found that the man was about 1.9 meters tall, with arms and legs like a monkey, waist and waist like a bee, deep eyebrows and eyes, and a high nose bridge.

He is really handsome and tough, with an awe-inspiring demeanor.

In comparison, Zhou Ju, who was not short, seemed to be a skinny guy.

Ji Heng's long eyes swept over him, clearly sensing Qin Shi's unseemly scrutiny. He sat on the couch and asked in a deep voice, "Qin Qing, do you think Master Yan's life's work is worthy of becoming a canon of military science?"

Qin Shi paused, then he understood what King Qin and Zhou Ju meant.

Perhaps in their concept at that time, only saints or masters of various schools of thought were qualified to write books and biographies, right?
After a moment's thought, she replied, "Your Majesty, I have no say in the General's life's achievements. The history books of future generations will bear witness to this."

"As for whether the book I wrote can become a holy book of military strategy, I don't know."

"But, the general has fought on the battlefield his entire life, experiencing all kinds of weather, all kinds of terrain, facing all kinds of enemies, leading all kinds of troops, and ultimately achieving all kinds of results..."

"Every one of these cases is a real case."

"If someone in the future wants to learn how to lead troops and fight, and if there are young generals in Qin who want to learn, wouldn't this be the best example?"

Thinking of the fading hero inside, she sighed, "Heroic deeds like the general's should be remembered by future generations of the Qin Dynasty."

Then he asked deliberately, "It's easy to get a thousand soldiers, but it's hard to get a general. Doesn't the king want to train more generals?"

It was really risky for a person like her who had no official position to say such words to the King of Qin, whom she had only met once.

However, Qin Shi wanted status, the right to speak, and even higher-level rewards, including a mansion, fiefdom, and manpower. He must have a more useful ability than offering medicine.

Zhou Ju lowered his head even lower. Ji Heng looked at her quietly, his frown slowly relaxing. After a moment, he even raised the corner of his lips slightly: "Qin Qing is a great talent!"

Qin Shi couldn't help but relax his tense body slightly.

How lucky I am to have met someone like the King of Qin.

He is very magnanimous towards his subordinates and respectful to his ministers. Obviously, he is not a sensitive person who will be abandoned after the rabbit dies.

With such a superior, Qin Shi was indeed relieved in this era of feudal monarchy.

After a brief moment of joy, Ji Heng thought of Yan Yun who was still soundly asleep, and now looked at Zhou Ju again and ordered:

"When the general wakes up, ask him what he thinks. If he agrees, immediately summon ten scribes to record the matter."

After saying this, his expression calmed down and he looked around: "General, you are the pillar of the country. After a hundred years, I will summon you to the underground mausoleum."

His expression was gloomy. He stood up and returned to the palace. "His family members and servants should also be allowed to be buried beside the general."

The Azure Dragon mark on his black robe flipped as he left, and there was a dull sound as his leather shoes stepped on him.

Zhou Ju, who was a step behind, bowed deeply: "Your Majesty, your grace!"

He quickly followed.

Qin Shi, who was leaving the General's Mansion in a daze following everyone, frowned. It was just an ordinary order of "allowing subjects to be buried with the deceased", but her heart tightened in an instant.

As she stepped out of the General's Mansion, she saw the soldier guarding the door had a look of numbness and despair on his face, vaguely mixed with pride and pain...

At this moment, her heart was beating wildly.

It was not until she re-entered the carriage and saw Chi Nu and Wu Zi standing by that she could no longer wait to ask, "What does the king mean by 'When the general dies, his family members and servants will be allowed to be buried with him'?"

If this "burial" was just an ordinary burial beside the body after death, it shouldn't be worth the King of Qin to specifically mention it, right?
She had a heavy premonition in her heart.

Chi Nu's face turned pale instantly, and Wu Zi then explained, "The king has granted the general's servants the privilege of being buried alive with him."

Burial?

Qin Shi's eyes darkened instantly, and his fingers were trembling. "Is it... a death sacrifice?"

Chi Nu hesitated for a moment and said: "The King's grace will lead to my death."

The so-called death sacrifice means that a person is sentenced to death and then buried with his master.

As for living sacrifice, a living person is buried directly in the tomb together with the master.

She remembered that even in the Qin State of another time and space, there was also a system of burying people alive with the dead. When the famous Duke Mu of Qin died, 177 people were buried alive with him, including ministers!
This kind of burial alive continued even in the Ming and Qing dynasties!

Her face was pale and a fine layer of cold sweat oozed out of her palms.

If the Qin State had always been like this, would her hard-earned healthy and strong body be buried in the imperial palace along with the 36-year-old King of Qin in a few years?
In the copper mirror in the corner, the last remaining pieces of ice dissolved silently into the water with a "click".

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*** [Qin Shi Huang did not wear a crown with tassels. He abolished it and replaced it with the more convenient 袀玄服 (a more formal black with red hues). Later, Emperor Ming of Han restored the crown with tassels.]

[The Qin Dynasty had the custom of growing beards, but this is just a fiction.]

The practice of burying people alive with their dead has existed throughout history, repeatedly abolished and then maintained, all at the whim of those in power. It wasn't until the founding of our country that laws firmly outlawed it.

By the way, in ancient times, slaves were not really considered human beings.

Common people also have status, probably referring to relatives beyond the five degrees of mourning of wealthy and noble families.