The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

The third year after Qin Shi Huang unified the six kingdoms.

Under the pretext of praying for the peace of the empire, Ying Zheng summoned more than seventy Confucian scholars and doctors from Qi and Lu to the foot of Mount Tai, known as the "First Mountain Under Heaven," to discuss the Fengshan ceremony, in order to show that his ascension to the throne was ordained by Heaven.

Most importantly, these Confucian scholars and doctors.

They all claim to be doing this for the Qin Dynasty, and they can quote classical texts and spout nonsense all the time.

"Now that Qin has unified the six kingdoms, why should we still use Zhou-style chariot harnesses? We should change the system and use Qin-style harnesses."

"That's not right. The Qin Dynasty only unified China for a few years, while the Zhou Dynasty ruled for a hundred years. The mechanisms of each dynasty existed for the sake of Zhou rites. Does that mean we have to change dynasties?"

"Let alone the caravan, consider the use of incense and wood in it."

"Confucius also went to Mount Tai in an attempt to find the ritual regulations of the Fengshan ceremony, but he failed to leave behind a single word. If even the sage could not make a decision, why can we?"

“Since we are to follow the words of Confucius, we must implement the rites of Zhou, restrain ourselves and return to the rites, and what we are returning to is the rites of Zhou.”

Ying Zheng felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath as he looked at the Confucian scholars arguing in front of him.

They are all a group of people with ulterior motives, who want to make me suffer scorn and curses in front of all the people of the world.

These Confucian scholars, who think they can control all the scholars in the land, dare to put on airs before me.

The Confucian scholars and doctors had differing opinions, and the officials in charge of rites found it difficult to make a decision and implement the plan.

Therefore, Ying Zheng dismissed all the Confucian scholars and borrowed the original Qin rituals for worshipping the Supreme God of Yong to perform the Feng and Shan sacrifices at Mount Tai and Liangfu, and inscribed stones to praise the virtues of Qin.

Zhao Gao served warm tea, and Ying Zheng also put down his brush.

Thinking of the undisguised attitude of those Confucian scholars and doctors, I couldn't help but slam my fist on the table.

“A group of Confucian scholars want to see me make a fool of myself. Since that’s the case, from today onwards, all the Fengshan ceremonies will be re-evaluated by Qin.”

The selected bamboo slips were handed over to the official in charge of rites, who then went to prepare them without punishing the group of Confucian scholars who had defied his authority.

The eulogy was written by Prime Minister Li Si.

The eulogy states, "The Emperor ascended the throne, establishing laws and regulations, which his ministers diligently followed. In the twenty-third year (this date is inaccurate; I extrapolated it by three years based on my own writing, so please don't memorize this exact time), he first unified the empire, and all submitted. He personally toured distant lands to serve the common people, ascended Mount Tai, and surveyed the easternmost reaches of the land. His ministers, reflecting on his deeds and the origins of his achievements, praise his merits. The way of governance was effective, all industries prospered, and all had established laws and regulations..." This eulogy, totaling 147 characters, praises the merits of Ying Zheng.

The stone inscription is carved on all four sides, with the eulogy carved on three sides.

The document was handed over to the First Emperor for inspection, and once it was confirmed to be correct, the Fengshan ceremony began.

Ying Zheng had a strange feeling that this Fengshan ceremony would change the situation, and so would these Confucian scholars.

Originally, I only intended for these Confucian scholars to wait at the foot of Mount Tai, but because of this inexplicable feeling in my heart, I made them follow closely.

Fengshan Ceremony at Mount Tai

The First Emperor, along with his civil and military officials, as well as seemingly obedient but actually rebellious Confucian scholars and doctors, held a ceremony in accordance with the latest rites and laws.

"For the sake of all the people, Qin's unification is what the people of the world desire. I, as the Son of Heaven, should be ordained by Heaven to establish a unique empire."

"I have brought blessings to all people, unified this broken land, and ensured that every citizen of Qin is proud to be a Qin person."

The master of ceremonies stepped forward and announced, "Perform the sacrificial ceremony."

Many soldiers carried three kinds of sacrificial animals and five kinds of livestock, as well as five kinds of ritual vessels, to begin the sacrifice to Heaven.

Ying Ji and Tuanzi are currently opening a wormhole from the modern era.

Looking at the dark mass in front of her, Ying Ji felt a little scared: "Do you think A-Zheng still remembers me? If I come back to life from the dead, will I be captured as a demon?"

"Besides, Bai Changchuan and Zhang Liang don't remember me. Can I really still be with them?"

Tuanzi was already exhausted, its fox fur was practically curling up from holding up this punctuation mark: "Hurry up!!! If you don't want to leave, I'll turn it off."

And without giving Ying Ji time to think it over, it immediately began to shrink the black hole.

Seeing that Tuanzi was indeed unable to hold on and that the position was about to disappear, Yingji panicked and plunged straight in.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a beautiful sky. I squinted at it for a moment, and then my heart stopped.

"My silly little dumpling, you've got me all high and mighty."

Tuanzi was still a little confused: "What? What's in the sky?"

Then came two piercing screams: "Aa ...

Tuanzi even shed tears.

Ying Ji shouted, "Tuanzi, parachute, parachute!"

Tuanzi quickly retrieved an umbrella from her spatial storage, while Yingji, relying on her brute strength, managed to grab just two ropes and tuck Tuanzi into her arms.

"Tuanzi, hold on tight to me."

Tuanzi trembled all over: "Waaaaah, I was wrong, host, it's all my fault."

Ying Ji grabbed the parachute and was mostly fine, but she couldn't open her eyes, which was still a bit of a problem.

Feel the resistance in the air.

He turned around, pressed the backpack under his body, crossed his arms, hugged his knees, and accurately fastened the parachute to his body.

I reached for the protective goggles from one side.

With difficulty, Ying Ji finally saw her surroundings clearly: "Haha, it's Mount Tai! Tuanzi, let's give this world a shock!"

Tuanzi poked her little head out from my arms, still scared: "Sususususususu, host, I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy."

Once Ying Ji found a suitable spot, she began to adjust her direction, positioning herself against the dark mass of heads surrounding Ying Zheng's group.

"Tuanzi, play my background music!"

Tuanzi, too afraid to look at the ground, curled up in my arms, and was somewhat stunned when she heard those words: "What background music?"

Ying Ji smiled wickedly: "Let me release my Legend of Sword and Fairy 'Love Through Lifetimes'. Oh ho, all I need now is a sword to fly."

"Wow, that's awesome! Hahaha, I'm going to give Ah Zheng a truly earth-shattering entrance!"

Tuanzi took out an MP3 player from the system space, connected it via Bluetooth, and started playing music.

Love hasn't arrived yet, but suddenly the winds and clouds in the world change.

People with heart and loyalty should come back.

Love will always come; love will be rekindled in the next life, a love destined by life and death.

We've waited too long, and we've cried our hearts out.

A memory as long as three lifetimes

..........

Ying Zheng wasn't blind; he was already shocked the moment he saw the parachute.

Not to mention the civil and military officials, as well as Confucian scholars and doctors behind him.

They stared in astonishment at the colorful parachutes floating in the sky.

Wang Jian and Meng Tian were already accompanying Ying Zheng, protecting him on the left and right.

Ying Zheng, exuding majesty, used his eyesight to see someone under the umbrella, along with a tuft of white fur.

He immediately gave the order: "No arrows allowed, put them down."

The Qin generals around them lowered their arrows, but each one still gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes fixed on Tianshan's figure.

Ying Ji was completely dumbfounded: "What the hell? Why isn't this working?"

Tuanzi was speechless: "Host, don't you know how powerful you are?"

"Hahaha, isn't this great? It's really good. I've calculated it, I won't die."

Tuanzi cried out, "If you keep doing this, I'm going into your space! You're so annoying!"

Ying Ji grinned, pulled out a hand, and ruffled the fox in her arms: "This little guy, he's always saying one thing but meaning another; I've never seen him ignore her before."

Once she had a clear view of the location, Ying Ji did something that terrified Tuanzi: she threw away her parachute while still thirty or forty meters above the ground and instantly stepped onto a thick support.

Unfortunately, the impact of the landing was too great, and the branch broke off.

But Ying Ji had already used the momentum to jump forward and landed on another tree.

He took out his skateboard, glided between the nearest tree trunk, and finished with a cool pose.

Ying Zheng was indeed greatly shocked at this moment. A woman was dressed in Qin clothing, but not quite the same as the person in the picture. Her eyes and brows were full of starlight.

A kind of music that lingers with you, full of grandeur and emotion.

Looking at the listless civil and military officials.

Ying Ji was very satisfied; this entrance was sure to be incredibly cool.

After thinking it over, to celebrate, I took out a handheld firework from my spatial storage and lit it.

Although the dazzling fireworks are not noticeable during the day, they stop as soon as the explosions cease.

Dark clouds began to appear in the sky, followed by strong winds and thunder.

Ying Ji smiled: [Luckily, I did some cramming on all the historical records when I got home. I learned that on the day Ying Zheng performed the Feng Chan ceremony at Mount Tai, there was lightning, thunder, and heavy rain, which led a group of Confucian scholars to secretly ridicule him. Who dares to laugh at my brother? A bunch of idiots.]

After the thunder and lightning, large raindrops began to fall.

Ying Ji took out a transparent umbrella, held it over her head, and walked step by step toward Ying Zheng.

Meng Tian stood in front of Ying Zheng and refused to leave.

But a dignified voice came from behind: "Disperse."

Ying Ji finally met the middle-aged man. Seeing Ying Zheng's majestic face, she felt a lump in her throat.

My younger brother is actually older than me.

He didn't ask how Ying Ji understood the sorrow in her eyes, but Ying Zheng still unconsciously stepped forward: "Are you an immortal?"

Ying Ji tilted the umbrella towards Ying Zheng and raised her hand to shield the man from the raindrops.