He doesn't know how to be a good king. You, me, and Ying Zheng are all history to him just like Xia and Shang.

"So he knows that Ying Zheng can be a good king, so he knows when Li Mu will be abandoned by Zhao, and can find the only time to conquer Li Mu. So he knows a lot about Confucianism, Law, Ming, and Mohism.

Deep, that is something he has studied before.

"But he doesn't believe in witchcraft, corpse magic, yin and yang magic, and he has quite a lot of complaints against the doctors. It seems that these will no longer exist in the future, or have changed... The doctors take saving lives and healing the wounded as their mission, which can make him very complaining, then

The doctors of that time should not be considered doctors anymore. Don’t be mad to death if Bian Que comes back to life."

There was a faint whimpering sound, like an old animal crying.

"But that's better than you. He has never heard of the corpse family and doesn't know the corpse technique. He said that your corpse master is a nobody. My old friend, Zen, is very unhappy..."

After a cup of tea, the disappearing voice sounded again.

"What he did before has always been very purposeful, as if he knew what to do was the right thing to do. But in fact, what he did was indeed a stroke of genius, but there were also many things that were ridiculous. Zen originally didn't understand why.

There are two completely different behaviors when a person behaves.

"Both mature and immature, both wise and mentally retarded. Now it makes sense. He is trying to imitate a cat and imitate a tiger.

"He is changing the method according to the future, so it cannot be done naturally. Although Zen can see that he has made great efforts to change according to the times and circumstances, and has not completely copied it. But the background does not change just because he wants to.

He has been moving towards an answer, he knows where his end point is, and he has been cutting mountains and building roads.

"Zen wants to help him? Help him create a world without you, without corpse path, without corpse technique. What kind of world is that? Without heaven? He doesn't believe in heaven. It can be seen that everything related to heaven is gone.

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"You said that accumulation of knowledge will lead to success, but he threw away all the accumulated knowledge in his work. You said that following the path will lead to good luck, but he just did the opposite and went against the path to choose the big disaster. He is not a high-ranking person in the future, so why would he rather abandon it?

The wealth and splendor of this life does not care about the throne of the Ying family for generations, so why should we change the law?

"This is something that even Ying Zheng, who has the fate of Ziweixing and is so powerful and ambitious that it should be difficult to find a second one in all eternity, cannot do it. Ying Zheng named himself the first emperor, and he also wanted to pass on the throne to two generations, and then to three generations, and so on.

He changed the enfeoffment into prefectures and counties for the purpose of centralizing power, thinking that he could suppress everything, and that he wanted to determine all eternities with one life. He wanted the world to have no feudal states, no one could rebel, and the Qin State could be preserved forever.

"But he is not. His reform is not for the Ying family, but not for the Ying family. He is just like Mo Zhai, marching towards the dream in his heart. But Mo Zhai's dream is empty and has no place to fall. And he is

Coming from the future, what he thinks about has already happened..."

The words stopped again, as if Guiguzi, who founded Zonghengxue and was famous for his talk and clever thinking, was not clear-headed and didn't know what to say.

The water vapor in the house completely enveloped the wooden barrel, and the mist rolled in the sound of water, as if there was a dragon swimming in it.

The old man's voice sounded again, his voice calm.

"Old friend, you don't have to be unhappy. Although you are not here, your theory of the universe remains. He said he didn't know the word universe, but no matter how you look at it, this is not the first time he has heard it. What he was talking about is palace jade liquor.

How this wine tastes is a matter of great importance to everyone in the future.

"What kind of future will it be like that can allow an ordinary person to have knowledge comparable to that of the philosophers? Even if there is a prophet, it is strange to be able to avoid repeated mistakes. In the future, everyone can read and learn calligraphy

Huh? He invented the paper and used simplified Chinese characters, so I think it must be the case.

"But there should be disadvantages in the future. The people's busyness should not be reduced. I can see that in addition to claiming that he is not a king, he also has a heartfelt disgust. This is really strange, so that the people can

You can read and be literate, but the corvee labor is still there and you are still tired. What kind of world is this..."

The sound of murmuring thoughts kept ringing, and I don’t know how long it lasted.

Guiguzi didn't do any of today's work.

Gui Guzi understood and heard the weak voice of relief in this uninhabited place, talking to his old friend Shi Jiao.

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"Oh, what should I do?"

Ying Chengyu threw himself on the big bed covered with more than ten layers of animal skins, as if he had fallen on a trampoline, and bounced three times.

"What's wrong, Master?"

There was a worried look on Ding Xiang's beautiful face, worried about Ying Cheng.

"Yes, yes, sir, what's wrong with you?"

Qingmei's equally beautiful face was full of curiosity. She put her head less than three inches in front of Ying Chengyu, shook her head slightly and asked cutely.

The two girls were born within a short period of time. They are exactly the same when they are not talking. It is difficult to tell who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister. But as soon as they speak, the sisters can be easily distinguished.

"Go! Go! Go."

Ying Chengyu pushed Qingmei's face away and turned his head in one direction.

"I'm annoyed."

Qingmei rolled her eyes, sat down on Ying Chengyu, and picked out the bird with her little hands very naturally.

Ying Chengyu turned over and pressed Qingmei under him. He grabbed Qingmei's two restless little hands. His face was full of impatience, but he tried not to get angry and said:

"Don't make trouble, it's really annoying."

"Sir, if you have any troubles, just tell me. What if Qingmei can help?"
Chapter completed!