Great Qin: My Inner Thoughts Are Exposed, and the First Emperor Changes Qin’s Fate

After transmigrating, Feng Xiao, the good-for-nothing son of Feng Quji, the Qin Empire's Right Chancellor, wanted nothing more than to lie flat and slack off. He got caught eating a chicken leg at a prayer ceremony by Ying Zheng, and when asked the life-or-death question of who should be named Crown Prince, all he could think about was getting through the formalities and going home to sleep. But he could read minds, and Ying Zheng could read his, too. When he muttered inwardly, "Your Majesty, could you stop kowtowing?" Ying Zheng heard every word.

Should Fusu be named Crown Prince? He scoffed, "Who else but Fusu? Are you going to pick that good-for-nothing Jianglu? Hu Hai isn't even fit to be trash." Ying Zheng's face darkened, and he immediately named Fusu Crown Prince. Standardizing the roads? Feng Xiao blustered, "Build roads ten feet wide to show off how rich and carefree we are," while thinking, "Why not just standardize the wheel spacing?" Ying Zheng promptly made a note to standardize it at six feet.

The Nine Ministers system, the imperial examinations, the Hanlin Academy, palace examinations, and the Imperial College... Every time Feng Xiao complained, Ying Zheng secretly added another item to his sleeve notes. Feng Xiao only wanted to be a salted fish, but the First Emperor turned him into his chief strategic planner. That night, Ying Zheng refused to leave his bedroom. He dug out his private stash of Longjing tea and downed three big bowls before declaring as he left, "You're sitting in the front row at court tomorrow."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.