"I came to see you and this is your reaction?" Xia Tong laughed angrily and threw a roll of documents at Zhu Xiang.
Of course Zhu Xiang would not be hit by Xia Tong.
The two have been fighting each other for so many years that they know each other's "sword methods" very well and can block them with just a raise of their hands.
"The first time an old friend appeared in my dream, it was because Lord Lin was worried about me. The second time, it was because Lord Pingyang was unwilling to give up. The third time, it was because Wei Wuji owed me a jar of wine." Zhu Xiang rolled his eyes at Xia Tongyi. "What are you doing here? You can't be unwilling to not become the first emperor of Qin after your death? Then you should go and harass Zheng'er."
Xia Tong was not angry at Zhu Xiang's dislike at all: "I didn't want to come to see you, but suddenly I remembered something that I care about."
He lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Zhu Xiang, are you a deity? Where did you get your seed?"
Zhu Xiang's disgusted expression froze, and he held his forehead and asked, "Is this why you entered the dream?"
Xia Tong said confidently, "Yes. I have been thinking about this all my life."
Zhu Xiang wanted to say something but stopped.
He knew that Xia Tong was, to put it in a positive way, a very curious person; and to put it in a negative way, a person with a strong desire for control.
He was able to conceal the fact that he produced seeds out of thin air from King Zhaoxiang of Qin and others who knew him later. But Xia Tong knew his original appearance, so he would definitely find out that he was able to produce seeds out of thin air only later.
Since it is a later skill, there must be a reason.
It's hard for Xia Tongji to remember this for so many years, but never asked him until his death.
Zhu Xiang knew this was a dream. With a thought, the documents on the table disappeared and turned into Xia Tong's favorite cakes and a pot of tea.
In addition to sweet pastries, there are also spicy potato chips, rice crusts, spicy strips, dried tofu, cold beef, cold rabbit meat and other heavy-flavored snacks.
Xia Tong has always had a strong taste, but unfortunately he often gets sick, so the things he likes to eat are things he needs to avoid, so he doesn't eat much and is always greedy.
Xia Tong dragged a chair from somewhere and sat opposite Zhu Xiang. He continued talking while eating heartily, completely forgetting the etiquette of not talking while eating.
"The dead won't reveal secrets, hurry up and speak." Xia Tong urged.
Zhu Xiang held his forehead and sighed: "This story starts from when I almost died of illness."
Xia Tong puffed up his cheeks and responded to Zhu Xiang with a nod.
Zhu Xiang was speechless.
When Xia Tong passed away, he had tried his best to meet Xia Tong's dietary needs. Why did Xia Tong look like a starving ghost
He recalled that when he first met Xia Tong, he was already thin as a commoner with poor nutrition. Xia Tong, this "poor scholar", was even thinner than him.
No wonder Xue Ji treats Xia Tong as her younger brother.
Xia Tong didn't want to live in his house at first, but after eating a meal he cooked, he immediately decided to move in that day.
Zheng'er's foodie nature was definitely inherited from Xia Tong.
Unfortunately, Xia Tong had very little time to eat and drink as much as he wanted.
Zhu Xiang was distracted for a while. Xia Tong ate while waiting for Zhu Xiang to recall.
Zhu Xiang spoke only when Xia Tong was pouring tea.
He started by talking about the time when he was about to die of illness and the "system" appeared.
Xia Tong did not ask him about his origins, but he told Xia Tong that he was a lonely soul from more than two thousand years later.
Xia Tong stopped eating and listened carefully.
Zhu Xiang said that he had already forgotten his past, but in order to survive, his past life replaced his present life. Only a more mature and resilient "soul" can withstand the cruel reality.
Xia Tong sighed and said that it was a good thing that Zhu Xiang almost died. Zhu Xiang was so angry that he threatened to throw hot tea on him.
Zhu Xiang said that his system had not been turned on for a long time and it only started up after Zheng'er came.
Xia Tong complained sourly that God was so unfair and it seemed that Zheng'er was born to be Qin Shihuang.
Zhu Xiang talked about favorability and seeds.
Xia Tong clapped his legs in joy that he was Zhu Xiang's first three-heart friend, and then laughed loudly at Lin Zhi, who was not originally on the favorability list and was actually an unknown person in history.
Zhu Xiang told Xia Tong all his secrets, satisfying Xia Tong's lifelong curiosity and... desire for control.
Xia Tong was very satisfied.
It doesn't matter whether the system is a high-dimensional civilization or a creation of gods. As Zhu Xiang said, he doesn't disbelieve in gods, but he doesn't believe that gods are omnipotent and invincible.
Not only the Qin kings of all dynasties, but it can be seen from Chinese legends that our ancestors of all generations respected the heavens, the earth, and the ghosts and gods. However, if the ghosts and gods are enemies of humans, they will cut down mountains and destroy temples, and cut off the connection between the land and the sky.
Now that the system is good, Xia Tong is too lazy to care.
"It seems that immortality is impossible." Xia Tong sighed, "You are destined to be an immortal, but you have ended up like this."
Zhu Xiang slammed the table: "What do you mean by such a horrible look?"
Xia Tong laughed.
He knew Zhu Xiang understood what he wanted to say.
If you can’t even save the people you’re close to, that’s the extent of your immortal fate.
Zhu Xiang got angry when he saw Xia Tong's smile. He rolled his eyes and said slyly, "Xia Tong, aren't you curious about the Qin State in my previous life?"
Xia Tong stopped laughing and looked at Zhu Xiang's malicious expression.
He knew it was a trick, but he was really curious.
Zhu Xiang smiled evilly: "Do you want to know?"
Xia Tong snorted coldly and said, "Hearing what you said, 'history' is already different. Do you still think I will be angry? I will definitely be happy."
Zhu Xiang said: "Okay, it's agreed that you must be happy."
Xia Tong sat upright, fully alert.
Zhu Xiang said slowly: "Zheng'er in that world was born four years later than Zheng'er in my family."
Xia Tong thought for a while with a stern face, and said, "So Zheng'er was born after the Battle of Changping?"
Zhu Xiang nodded.
Xia Tong sighed and said, "It seems that I in that world have always refused to be completely controlled by Lu Buwei and did not accept the concubines he gave me."
Until the Battle of Changping.
Xia Tong heard Bai Qi say that if Zhu Xiang had not been there, Bai Qi would have tricked the Zhao army into surrendering and killed them at Changping.
Xia Tong sighed and asked, "Will he wait until Zheng'er is born before he's willing to take me away?"
Zhu Xiang said, "You left almost immediately after Zheng'er turned one year old. At that time, the Qin State surrounded Handan, and you would not have been able to leave if you hadn't left."
Xia Tong complained: "Lü Buwei really doesn't trust me. Doesn't he worry that I will regret it if there is no Zheng'er? How young is Zheng'er? Isn't he worried that Zheng'er will die young and become his trump card?"
Zhu Xiang said, "Businessmen always have to have some trump cards when doing business. Whether they can be used or not is another matter, but they must be prepared first. Besides, don't you know your temper? How can Lü Buwei feel at ease if he doesn't have your heir in his hands?"
Xia Tong snorted coldly, thinking it was Zhu Xiang praising him.
Later, when Zhu Xiang mentioned that Bai Qi was killed by King Zhaoxiang of Qin, he had no reaction; he had no reaction when Qin was pushed back to Hangu Pass by the six eastern countries; he had no reaction when his father, the King of Qin, who had been the King for a year, died of illness three days after the Qin era was changed.
It was not until he heard that he had become the King of Qin and had great ambitions, but in the reign of Qin Prince Chu, Qin was once again pushed to Hangu Pass by the coalition forces led by Xinling Jun Wei Wuji, and he died suddenly from anger, that Xia Tongcai's mouth twitched and his expression became depressed.
Xia Tong asked, "How did Wei Wuji die?"
Zhu Xiang said, "Before he died, you used a plot to sow discord between them and drove him off the stage. He returned to Daliang and became addicted to alcohol and sex, where he died of depression."
Xia Tong smiled and felt happy.
Zhu Xiang was unhappy, but Wei Wuji's importance could not be compared with Xia Tong's, so he could only let Xia Tong be happy.
After laughing, Xia Tong sighed again: "Zheng'er is only ten years old, you have worked hard."
"Yeah." Zhu Xiang agreed.
When he talked about the hardships and glory that Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng had experienced along the way, Xia Tong's face was filled with pride.
Zhu Xiang had been observing Xia Tong's expression, and when Xia Tong was at the peak of his pride, he said loudly: "Then the Qin Dynasty fell in the second generation!"
Xia Tong: “Huh?!”
Zhu Xiang had been laying the groundwork for so long, and finally the real purpose was revealed: "Qin Er Shi killed more than ten of Zheng Er's children! Children! He even did not spare his sisters, and tore them apart with five horses!"
Xia Tong stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground with a bang: "What did you say?!"
Zhu Xiang was delighted, he stood up and ran away: "Hahahaha."
Xia Tong rolled up his sleeves and went to walk towards Zhu Xiang: "How can you still laugh? Stop!"
"Uncle, uncle." When Ying Zheng came to look for Zhu Xiang, he saw Zhu Xiang sleeping on the desk all night. He hurriedly woke Zhu Xiang up with great concern.
Zhu Xiang raised his head, and the thin blanket that the servant had put on his shoulders slipped off, with a smile on his lips.
He glanced out the window.
It's already daybreak.
When Xia Tong was chasing him, the sky, which was supposed to be dark, turned into day. They even picked up branches with a few tender leaves on them from the yard and waved them.
Later, Xia Tong was out of breath and threw branches to the ground in anger, cursing Zheng'er for not appointing a crown prince when he was over 40 years old, allowing evil villains to take advantage of the opportunity. He wanted to enter Zheng'er's dream to scold his son, and then left in a hurry without even having time to ask about what China would be like two thousand years later.
The dream comes and goes quickly.
All Zhu Xiang's sadness disappeared, and he only remembered Xia Tong's healthy and rosy face.
"Zheng'er, I dreamed of Xia Tong." Zhu Xiang said with a smile.
He glanced at the favorability list. Xia Tong's favorability had risen to four and a half hearts since he entered Qin, and he gave him a new variety of potato seeds.
The first high-quality potato seeds were also given to him by Xia Tong as a gift of his favorability.
In addition to the four-heart favorability gift, Xia Tong also had a parting gift, and the letter was particularly perfunctory.
"Just tell me what you want and I'll get it for you."
Or is it opened by password? Zhu Xiang laughed even harder.
As a parting gift, Zhu Xiang of course wanted corn.
Corn can be grown in arid mountainous areas and is a staple food. It is very helpful in improving the domestic staple food planting structure. However, we need to be careful about the fact that it may cause soil erosion in the mountains.
Soil and water conservation in the Yellow River Basin is very important. Although soil and water loss is inevitable in the Loess Plateau due to population expansion, if systematic measures to protect and manage the Yellow River are introduced from now on, it may provide some experience for future generations.
"There are traces to follow," this is what he and Xunzi have been doing.
While helping Zhu Xiang tidy up the scattered documents on the table, Ying Zheng said perfunctorily, "Hmm? What did father say?"
Zhu Xiang said: "Xia Tong said that he would come into your dream and beat you up."
Ying Zheng: “Huh?!”
Zhu Xiang laughed: "Hahahahahahaha."
As he was laughing, he suddenly felt his vision blurry.
Zhu Xiang raised his hand and wiped his eyes, his hand full of tears.
His laughter changed tone, first it became a whimper, then it became a heart-wrenching cry.
Ying Zheng stood quietly by the side with his hands hanging down, his eyes a little red, and he felt relieved.
My father has been gone for more than a month, and my uncle has finally released his emotions.
A few days later, Lin Zhi and Cai Ze also dreamed of Xia Tong.
Zhu Xiang thought that entering dreams was a "magic" of his own having a system, but he didn't expect that Xia Tong himself might have some magic and could actually enter dreams many times.
Cai Ze wiped his tears and gritted his teeth, "He sighed and complained to me, saying that Zheng'er was incompetent. As soon as he left, Zheng'er couldn't control me and actually asked me to resign the position of Prime Minister! If he were still here, he would definitely let me die of illness in the position of Prime Minister."
Lin Zhi held his forehead and said speechlessly: "He asked me to remember his face in the dream, not his sick face, which was not good-looking. He came into the dream just for this?! Oh, he also said that he had not come into the dream many times, and asked me to tell Xue Ji that if she missed him, she should beat up Zheng Er."
Qin Wangzheng instantly turned back into Ying Xiaozheng and raised his voice, "What does it have to do with me? Why are you beating me?"
Xue Ji was originally wiping her tears while laughing, but after hearing what was said, she couldn't cry anymore and kept covering her mouth while laughing.
Lin Zhi spread his hands: "You should ask your uncle about this. It seems that your uncle has reported you to someone, but Xia Tong refused to tell me. He also said that it was a pity that you didn't enter my dream many times, otherwise he would have beaten you up personally."
Qin Wang Zheng was furious: "Uncle!"
Zhu Xiang played dumb.
What complaint? I don’t know!
(End of this chapter)