The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

Fortunately, due to the tight defense, the convoy passed through Bolingsha smoothly without any accidents. However, Meng Yi did not relax his vigilance because he knew that danger could come at any time.

In fact, a few days before the First Emperor passed through Bolingsha, Zhang Liang and his group of assassins had been lurking nearby. They carefully planned an assassination, but unfortunately, Ying Bu's guards were heavily guarded, and Meng Yi sent a large number of scouts to patrol everywhere, making it impossible for Zhang Liang and his team to find an opportunity to strike.

"We have been lying in ambush here for several days. When will the First Emperor's convoy appear?" a killer asked in a low voice.

"Be patient and wait. The First Emperor's convoy will definitely pass by here." Zhang Liang replied calmly.

"But the Qin army's guards are so heavily guarded, how can we find an opportunity to strike?" another killer asked worriedly.

"We need to wait for the right opportunity. When the First Emperor's convoy relaxes its vigilance, we can take action." Zhang Liang said after thinking for a moment.

At this moment, a patrol sent by Meng Yi arrived nearby. The assassins immediately hid themselves, nervously watching the scout's every move.

"Nothing unusual was found here." The scout reported to Meng Yi.

"Continue patrolling and don't let your guard down," Ying Bu ordered.

In the end, the killers were unable to find an opportunity to strike, so they had to retreat and temporarily gave up the assassination plan.

Zhang Liang, courtesy name Zifang, was a legendary figure in history. He was originally a member of the Han nobility. His grandfather, Zhang Kaidi, served as prime minister during the reigns of Marquis Zhao of Han, King Xuanhui of Han, and King Xiangai of Han. His father, Zhang Ping, served as prime minister during the reigns of King Li and King Daohui of Han. Driven by hatred for the loss of his country and family, Zhang Liang resolved to assassinate Qin Shi Huang. Ultimately, he assisted Liu Bang in his conquest of the empire and withdrew unscathed. His wisdom and strategy shone like a brilliant star.

Meng Yi did harbor the thought of subjugating Zhang Liang, but he knew it wouldn't be easy. Zhang Liang was a man of clear goals and unwavering resolve. He was single-minded in his pursuit of overthrowing the Qin Empire and restoring the rule of the six states.

Although he deeply admired Zhang Liang's talent and wisdom, facing a man so obsessed with the cause of restoring the country, Meng Yi finally chose to give up the idea. After all, they stood on completely opposite positions, and their goals and philosophies were far apart.

After more than ten days of travel, the First Emperor's huge caravan finally arrived at the foot of Mount Tai. Looking at the majestic Mount Tai, the First Emperor was thrilled, as if he had seen his own kingdom.

He immediately ordered to set up camp and announced that he would stay there for one night and prepare to climb the mountain to offer sacrifices to the gods the next day.

That night, the camp was bustling with activity and brightly lit.

Li Ze stood in the center, commanding the soldiers in an orderly manner. They were busy setting up tents, arranging the site, and making sure everything was ready.

At the same time, Wang Ben had arranged Tu You and others to carry out strict vigilance along the Taishan line to ensure the safety of the camp.

On the other hand, Meng Yi led several generals including Han Xin and Ying Bu, and was responsible for the defense around the camp.

The First Emperor discussed matters concerning tomorrow's ceremony with his ministers in his tent.

The First Emperor sat in his tent, his eyes determined as he said, "I feel that this Fengshan ceremony should adopt ancient rituals to demonstrate my status and authority."

Prime Minister Li Si stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Your Majesty, I believe we should innovate some aspects to highlight your unique status."

Imperial Censor Feng Jie also stepped forward and expressed his opinion: "Your Majesty, I think it is more appropriate to follow tradition and conduct the Fengshan ceremony according to ancient rituals."

After hearing this, the First Emperor fell into deep thought. He knew that the Fengshan Ceremony was a very important matter and must be considered carefully.

Prime Minister Li Si bowed again and said, "Your Majesty, I believe this Fengshan Ceremony is an important opportunity to demonstrate Your Majesty's authority and status. We can build on the tradition by adding new elements to highlight Your Majesty's unique status."

Imperial Censor Feng Jie retorted, "Your Majesty, the Fengshan Ceremony is an ancient ritual. We should respect tradition and follow ancient rites. This is the only way to demonstrate Your Majesty's majesty and solemnity."

After hearing this, the First Emperor nodded slightly.

Zhao Gao bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I believe both the Prime Minister and the Grand Marshal have their points. We can build upon the tradition by adding some new elements to highlight your Majesty's unique status as an emperor through the ages."

The ministers expressed their opinions one after another, and after a heated debate, they finally decided to follow tradition and conduct the Fengshan ceremony according to ancient rituals.

The First Emperor finally decided: "Okay, then let's carry out the Fengshan ceremony in the traditional way. But at the same time, add some new elements to the ceremony to demonstrate my unique status."

Prime Minister Li Si and Imperial Censor Feng Jie nodded in agreement.

The next morning, the sun rose, its golden rays shone upon the First Emperor, illuminating his imperial majesty. Dressed in magnificent attire, crowned with tassels, and holding a jade sceptre, he led his officials on the mountain climb. Along the way, colorful flags fluttered, melodious music filled the air, and the atmosphere was solemn and dignified.

When they reached the top of Mount Tai, a magnificent scene unfolded before their eyes: in the distance, rolling hills shrouded in clouds and mist; in the near distance, lush trees and gurgling streams.

Standing on the top of the mountain, overlooking the vast land, the First Emperor felt a surge of lofty ambitions. He felt that he was like Mount Tai, standing tall and unshakable, ruling the world.

The sacrificial ceremony officially began with the sound of bells and drums, and the waft of incense. The First Emperor personally offered incense, expressing his respect and gratitude to the gods of heaven and earth. His ministers followed suit, burning incense and paying their respects, shouting "Long live the emperor!" in a voice that resounded through the heavens.

At this moment, the First Emperor felt unprecedented glory and power, and he knew that he had become the true master of the world.

Next, the First Emperor erected a stone tablet on the summit of Mount Tai to commemorate the grandeur of this Fengshan ceremony. His expression was solemn, his gaze resolute, as if proclaiming his greatness to heaven and earth. He then ordered the carving of stones to commemorate this moment, ensuring that future generations would forever remember this magnificent occasion. These stone tablets bear witness to the First Emperor's achievements and have become historical treasures.

After the Fengshan ceremony, the First Emperor came down the mountain with a bountiful harvest, his steps steady and confident, and the ministers behind him followed respectfully.

"Your Majesty, this Fengshan ceremony is truly grand!" Zhao Gao said flatteringly.

The First Emperor smiled and nodded. He believed that through this Fengshan ceremony, he had received the blessing of heaven and his dynasty would prosper for thousands of years.

"Father, this is God's affirmation of you and a blessing to our Great Qin." Hu Hai echoed from the side.

The First Emperor nodded slightly, his eyes revealing his longing and confidence for the future. He knew that this Fengshan ceremony was not only a personal honor for him, but also a recognition of the Qin Dynasty.

On the way down the mountain, the First Emperor was in a particularly good mood. He stopped from time to time to admire the magnificent scenery of Mount Tai and feel the charm of nature.

"My kingdom is so magnificent!" exclaimed the First Emperor.

The ministers echoed one after another. At this time, a gust of wind blew, making the flags rustle and the sleeves of the First Emperor's clothes flutter. He looked into the distance and seemed to see the future of the Qin Dynasty, a scene of prosperity.

The First Emperor turned to his ministers and said, "I hope that the Great Qin will enjoy long-term peace and stability. My dear ministers, please do your utmost to protect this land together."

All the ministers responded in unison: "We will follow your Majesty's instructions!"

The group walked further and further away, disappearing at the foot of the mountain. On the top of Mount Tai, the stone tablet engraved with the achievements of the First Emperor stood quietly, witnessing this glorious history.