The surname of Zhao is Zhao, with a single name and a character Zheng.
Anyone who has a little understanding of ancient humanities and history knows that this simple explanation represents a name that cannot be erased in Chinese history.
Zhao Zheng, the Qin Shihuang, who was passed down from generation to generation by people, was passed down from generation to generation!
"Yeah, that's right. According to the current region, the imperial tomb in Lintong, Xi'an is indeed an empty tomb. It's for people all over the world to see. If I don't die, I can't get out of it."
"After all, I've lived... I've lived... In short, it's been many years. I still understand the general trend of the world. If we combine it for a long time, we will be divided! China doesn't need a long-lasting and powerful emperor."
"I am not dead, and you are the ministers after all!"
In the rear seat of the off-road vehicle, Zhao Zheng praised himself openly without any shyness.
"Strong, talented and stubborn..."
Wu Xie's mouth twitched while driving, and he said with his ears on his back. This is indeed the case.
Wu Xie is also a history-making person. More than two thousand years ago, if Qin Shihuang was still alive, what qualifications would they have to take the stage on the stage of history?
However, China has been paying attention to the doctrine of the mean and self-mood since ancient times. Wu Xie hasn't seen such a person for a long time.
Of course, Zhao Zheng, just as Qin Shihuang, had the qualifications to be proud!
"Who, Lao Zhao, no, it's the First Emperor? You have lived for so long and have been the emperor, so..."
"Do you have any bad copper and iron around you? Fatty... I don't dislike Fatty, even the chamber pot you used back then. It's a fate to meet us, so I'll give it to me!"
The fat man has always been an extremely pragmatic person. After the initial surprise, the fat man's little abacus in his heart immediately made a crackling sound.
He is not interested in the truth of history, the immortals and other things!
Although the fat man is not short of money, the greed in his bones makes him rub his hands and smile and look back at Zhao Zheng.
"…According to the culture of your time, are you a pervert? Who is serious about other people's chamber pots?"
"Or a homosexual chamber pot?"
Zhao Zheng kept up with the trend of the times, looked at the fat man with a little disgust in surprise, and there was no sign of the domineering aura that came from the First Emperor sweeping the world.
It seemed that the domineering and unparalleled First Emperor, who was "Uh, Uh, Uh!", was not the same as him at all.
"Puff!"
Lan Ting, sitting in Hu Ming's arms, couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. This "First Emperor" is quite down-to-earth and is not difficult to get along with.
"...Some people are born perverts... Let's just stop these bits and pieces of trivial matters, I want to ask you some things."
"I'm curious, when did you, or someone like you, start?"
"I mean, how many years have you lived so far? The earliest trace I found was about a few thousand years ago when the new era just began."
Wu Xie stopped the fat man's dream of getting rich and carefully selected words and sentences.
"A thousand years?"
The "First Emperor" fell into deep thought.
Hu Ming had a vague guess in his mind about this.
"I roughly calculated that if it is in ten thousand years, my companions and I have probably survived hundreds of units on this land, right?"
"The time is too long, and I can't remember many things during this period. It's also a troublesome thing to look for memories, and I still vaguely remember..."
"It was a very distant and desolate era. At that time, natural disasters were constant on the earth and food was short of food. We were the first to come down from the trees to survive."
The First Emperor finally used a vicissitudes and nostalgic tone that suited his personality.
Hundreds of units? The first batch of people walked down from the trees?
As soon as this statement was spoken, even Wu Xie's calmness could not help but be shocked at this moment.
Hu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and did not answer the words of the "First Emperor"!
"Ah...you guessed that the direction of modern archaeologists is correct, and the origin of human beings is indeed a group of ancient apes!"
The First Emperor smiled slightly, as if he had guessed Wu Xie's surprise, and said calmly without any concealment.
"Of course, when I just came down from the tree, I and my companions couldn't be called the human race at all, they were just the most primitive monkeys."
"According to an accident, we came into contact with some... some special things. Once the confused wisdom was opened, we had simple logical thinking ability."
"That's right, strictly speaking, we are the ancestors of human beings, the true ancestors of human beings! Human beings evolved from ancient apes under our guidance."
"It is this special thing that has caused some... some unexpected changes..."
...........
"Countless years have passed, and my companions and I have witnessed the birth and death of the new "human" of the ethnic group. Our spouses, descendants, etc., and witnessed all living beings entering death under the erosion of time."
"At this time, we were shocked to find that that thing not only allowed us to walk at the forefront of evolution, but also gave us endless life!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Zheng's tone still has not changed at all. Countless years have passed, and the pain that once heart-wrenching seems to have faded away at this time.
For those of them, a long time is enough to erase all the impressive emotions. No matter how they struggle, the only thing that remains is the lonely world and the self.
Apart from each other, they have no friends, relatives, and time ruthlessly takes all their love away from them.
"We are unwilling to accept it, we are angry, we begged, we angrily denounce the heavens, and then we slowly accept reality, pain, despair, and relief..."
"That was a very long process, and it was a very painful process."
"During this period, many of my companions could not accept this cruel reality, chose to understand themselves, and ended their life that could not see the end."
"Similarly, some of my companions were desperate, crushed by the cruel reality, unable to accept such terrible torture, completely collapsed and became crazy..."
"In the present words, they began to retaliate against society, use the pain of others as their own spiritual food, and serve as the driving force to support their survival."
"This is the source of all the stories of gods and evil gods in history."
The voice of Emperor Qin Shi’s first emperor was a little low, and these ancient memories never made people feel happy or had the slightest nostalgia.
"The thing you said...isn't this?"
"A few days ago, I split a statue of god you left behind and got this little thing from it... Don't you mind?"
Hu Ming ignored the complex emotions of "First Emperor" and a gray-black irregular stone appeared in the palm of his hand and asked faintly.
Chapter completed!