His fingers touched the words "An Li Shu" and his knuckles turned white.
Did you do it? It was easy to destroy the six kingdoms, but to settle these 28 million people... He had no idea how to do it. The reports in the court were all about "the new policy went smoothly" and "the people praised it". Li Si arranged everything perfectly, as perfect as a well-rehearsed play.
"Today," Ying Wen suddenly spoke, his voice so cold that it made the old eunuch tremble, "How many memorials have been sent to report the sufferings of the people?"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The old eunuch lowered his head and said, "I'll tell you everything..."
"Tell the truth."
Dead silence. There was only the sound of falling snow.
After a long time, the old eunuch almost burst into tears: "None... Not a letter."
Ying Wen smiled. There was no warmth in that laughter, only endless exhaustion.
"Back off."
He dismissed everyone and sat alone in the center of the observatory. The snow fell heavier and heavier, covering the lights of thousands of houses in Xianyang City, and also covering the broken bamboo slips. Forty-nine years old, with a lifetime of conquests, now he looks like a lost child.
Maybe you should seek immortality? No, that's even more ridiculous. If you can't even cure a living person, how can you seek eternal life?
He looked up at the sky. The starry sky is vast, and the stars are arranged in unfamiliar patterns—that is not the arrangement recorded in any star map. Ying Wen narrowed his eyes, and some intuition made his spine straighten.
Then, the light came.
