When he woke up, Lin Yue, a recent graduate, became a homeless refugee in Yingchuan County in the 28th year of Qin Shi Huang's reign.
Qin's laws were very strict, and even a few people could sit there in a row. Those who died without a nationality could be enslaved in the lightest way, or beheaded in the worst case. Just when he thought he was about to land in a box, the bean bag in his mind suddenly came online:
"Hello, Doubao is at your service. The complete copy of "Sleeping Tiger Land Qin Slips" has been retrieved for you. The optimal response plan for the current scenario has been generated, please check it."
From then on, there was a different person in Da Qin.
I don't understand Qin Law? Doubao dismantled the legal details in a timely manner and settled the case fairly, and even the Tingwei Mansion could not find any fault.
I don't understand farming? The bean bag optimizes the ridge farming method and compost formula, and the yield per mu is doubled. The people in Guanzhong regard me as the living god of wealth.
I don't understand military matters? Doubao calculated ballistics, modified crossbows, and planned city defenses. Meng Tian held me in a long conversation all night, calling me a military genius.
Qin Shihuang called me into the palace during his eastward tour and asked me if I had any strategies to stabilize the country.
I looked at the "General Guidelines for the Long-lasting Peace and Peace of the Great Qin" generated by the beans in my mind, and smiled and held my hands in my hands: "Your Majesty, I can make the Great Qin pass down to all generations."
