Empire Food Phase

The plot of this book is quite good, and the writing is enjoyable. I haven't abused the main character yet. The main reason is that the male protagonist accepts women as long as he wants, but he insists that he is a modern man, loyal to one husband and one wife, and only marries Shui Qingrou. As a result, he thinks in his heart that he must marry the emperor's daughter. It's so fucking boring to see other beautiful women get the same fluttering feeling. I have to go through a lot of trouble to get a woman, and I have to mentally restructure myself: I have no choice but to tell readers that Chen Xu is not a stud. Just ask if the protagonist is a man? (PS: There are several people around me named Chen Xu. Among the few books I have followed, the protagonist in three books is named Chen Xu and the supporting character in four books is named Chen Xu??)

Author, your work is very beautiful and I find it very interesting, but I think there is a point in the book where I burn books and embarrass scholars.

A woman came off the night shift and saw a man stalking her. She was very frightened and passed by a graveyard. The earth, the picture of the male, the woman arrives at the grave: "Weng, open the door! I'm home That's it. ". The frightened man ran away. A woman laughs at her cleverness, but how could she know Before the laughter fell, a gloomy voice came from the tomb: "Female, you forgot again yesterday Keyhu? ?". "Mei was so frightened that she screamed. At that moment, a thief committed suicide Crawling out of the tomb, because of the words: "I'll scare you to death." Suddenly saw the tomb There was an old man in front of me, who was carving a stele with his hands, and he asked curiously: "Care"? Sou Nu Day: "These unworthy monuments to me were all engraved incorrectly, but they have been changed since then." . When the thief heard this, he was so frightened that he ran away. See the shadow of the author?, The old man smiled Road: "Competing with me for the market will scare you to death." Accidentally, the chisel fell to the ground Well, just as the old man was picking it up, he saw a hand stretching out from the grass, and at the same time he felt self-conscious. Voice: "That's right, you dare to change your house number." Scared old man will naturally leave That's it. As soon as a scavenger came out of the grass and picked up the chisels on the ground, he sighed and said: "This is the new year, picking up rubbish and rubbish will not bother God.

At that time, the state of Qin was founded on divine horses? To prove the Tao by killing, well, that's pretty much the same thing. Confucianism is different from Qin's thought, it seriously affects Qin, and it's always BB, so I just did it. The Han Dynasty was different. It focused on Confucianism, so later Qin Shihuang was criticized a lot because Confucianism took the lead. . .

The fees are a bit chaotic, are there no standards? First 9 book coins, then 14 book coins, and now 18 book coins. Can the writer give a reasonable explanation?

Let me ask, who is the sister-in-law? Anyway, I am. I read the previous one and figured it out on my own. I was wondering about the second one. When the author was writing, he and Dashi went to a brothel to play, and then saw assassins and stuff. Only Chen Xu knew, and wanted to tell Dashi, but Dashi was too hungry, so he went to ask for it. Then he said in the back that he paid the bill and left. Then Chen Xu thought he would teach you a lesson. When he is about to die, you will be the one. At the beginning of the back, Dashi is happy. When the horse was galloping, the assassin rushed in and wanted to escape. He saw Dashi yelling and scolding him. When Chen Xu wanted to kill him, Chen Xu wanted to come in. When the assassin saw someone coming in, he wanted to run away.

A food delivery runner reborn as an inventor? Forget about the food in front, just forget about a small tool. But when gunpowder appeared later, I was confused. Can you make gunpowder if I give you those few things? Also read some history books. There was no trebuchet in the Qin Dynasty.

It's very well written. I just read the book reviews and found that many people are criticizing the writing. In fact, it's completely unnecessary. The author is not a historian and it's impossible to get everything right. There's no point in holding on to those details. Reading novels is just for fun and killing useless time. Why worry so much... I would like to give some suggestions for the following plot. Zhao Gao should get rid of it as soon as possible. If it is repeated again, it will be extremely toxic. This conflict and contradiction has been used for hundreds of chapters. It would be too much to use it again! I've been looking forward to the introduction of the globe since the beginning, but it hasn't come out yet, so I'm a bit disappointed... Should we change our perspective from domestic to foreign countries? I know this is difficult, but sooner or later this step must be taken.

There is a civilization called Huaxia When I climb the ancient city wall, when I caress the decayed pillars, when I lean on the railing and look into the distance with excitement, there is always a trace of sourness rushing into my throat, and I always hear a voice saying loudly: Remember? Your ancestor's name is Yanhuang. The book says that there is a big fish that lives in Beiming. It turns into a giant bird and soars between heaven and earth. Birds have wings like clouds hanging from the sky, and they can soar even though they are ninety thousand miles away. The sages have given us a mind that can encompass the heavens and created a broad and magnificent palace for us. At that time, there was a strange young man named Ji Kang. Before he was executed, he played a perfect song. His broad robe and belt were flying in the wind. He faced death with the most elegant attitude. Thousands of years have passed, but there are still lingering sounds, but he doesn't know that what is really cut off is not the music score, but his pride and even the clothes on his body. I also dreamed of going back to the Tang Dynasty and traveling around with a poet named Li Bai. What he drank with was the cold light on the edge of his sword, and his lover was the moon in the sky. I once saw him wandering under the moon, singing loudly, with his hairband blown open by the strong wind, and his robes flowing like an immortal. But then the emperor changed. He supported the literati with a glass of wine and abandoned the generals. His descendants eventually hid in paradise on earth and gave up large tracts of land. However, in the cold north, an army was fighting on the battlefield. The enemies said that we could not win the battle as long as the Yue family's army was present. It is a pity that the heroes were tabooed and the slanderers were high-spirited. A ray of loyal soul finally dissipated beside the West Lake. The spirit of a nation was irreversibly destroyed. However, in the bloody sunset, I vaguely saw someone inserting it into the soil. It was a tassel gun that the general had used. It would rather break than bend. The wheel of time wandered slowly and finally lost its direction in Jiashen. So on the bank of Slender West Lake, on Meihua Ridge, an ancestral hall was built to commemorate this tragedy. The frail scholar named Shi Kefa did not want to let go of his high bun, let alone the clothes left to him by his ancestors, so he decided to live and die with the city, losing his life and protecting his faith. Cruel killings, like mountains of corpses, cannot bury the spirit of the nation. Some people believe that one day, it will shine brightly on the land of China. Hundreds of years later, I sat in the hall of McDonald's. I wore Gucci fashion and casually sang my heart will go on, but I felt inexplicably sad because I heard a voice saying loudly: Have you forgotten? Your ancestor's name is Yanhuang. I remember, a group of brown-haired jackals with blue eyes, armed with strong ships and cannons, demolished our temples and destroyed our palaces. So today, after countless disasters - we understand democracy and freedom, but forget about ethics. We have musical prodigies, but we don't know how to recruit palace merchants. We can build high-rise buildings, but there is no room for a public arch. We wear suits and leather shoes, but have no clothes of our own. Where is that land of etiquette? Where is my son of the Han family? Why do you say that I behave abnormally when I wear the most beautiful clothes? Why do you say that the Han clothes that I cherish so much belong to Fusang? Why do you always treat my sincere confession as a joke? Why can't the tears I shed move your iron heart at all? Where is the land of faith? Where is my son of the Han family? I don't want to break my heart over this, I don't want my ancestors' wisdom to be appreciated by no one, let alone my Chinese clothes and clothes left in a foreign country. So there is always a desire in my heart, a dream that one day we can pick up our own culture and support the backbone of the nation. Remember, remember, there was an era called the Han and Tang Dynasties, a river called the Yangtze River, a pair of totems called dragon and phoenix, and a feathered garment called Nishang!

Let me talk about the possibility first~ After Qin Shihuang's crazy infrastructure construction in the early stage, the Great Wall has been almost completed, and basically nothing can be done. In addition, Fusu is not a hard-hearted person. It is estimated that the entire Great Qin will recuperate. Externally, not to mention that Fusu himself had led troops. Even if he had not led any of his generals, he could travel halfway around the world. In addition, the Qin army had great military merits, not to mention. In addition, Da Qin did not surrender its guns and refused to kill, and treated the prisoners preferentially. Maybe Da Qin was the one where the soldiers came. The unification of weights and measures is likely to accelerate the development of science and technology. It is estimated that the technology of the Qin Dynasty will reach the level of the Ming and Qing Dynasties in a hundred years. Even in modern times, it is possible. You must know that weights and measures only learned to unify after the Qing Dynasty under the impact of the West. . You might as well add the rest