I, Start from the Sand Dunes

"Your Majesty - passed away -" On the sand dune platform, Zhao Gao's thin voice pierced the rainy night. When Ying Zheng opened his eyes, the bitter taste of cinnabar was still in his mouth. He's not dead. In other words, he died and lived again. The extra two thousand years of memories in his mind told him: The submissive eunuch in front of him would tamper with the imperial edict in a month; the eldest son with tears streaming down his face would be sentenced to death by a false edict; and the Qin Empire that he spent his whole life building would collapse within three years, becoming a tyranny joke in the history books of later generations. The remnants of the Six Kingdoms are still ready to take action, and Confucian students are sharpening their swords. They were all waiting for the First Emperor to take his last breath. But what they were waiting for—— It was the figure of Ying Zheng sitting up slowly, a pair of eyes that suddenly became dark and unpredictable, and a whisper that made everyone's hair stand on end: "Bring it here. I will write it myself." When the trajectory of history is completely deflected in the sand dunes, when the skin of an eternal emperor is filled with a soul from two thousand years later—— Burning books and trapping scholars? No, he wants a hundred schools of thought to contend and win scholars for the country. Build the Great Wall to defend against enemies? No, he wanted to take the initiative to prevent the barbarians from going south to herd horses. Die in the second generation? No, he wants to build the foundation of an empire that will last for eternity. From the tactics in the court to the battlefield, from the iron-blooded tactics to the benefit of the people. This is the story of an emperor who defied nature and changed his destiny, and it is also an epic story of a civilization re-choosing its course. When Da Qin's cavalry crushed the Hun's court, when Da Qin's merchant ships sailed to Rome, when Da Qin's students argued with hundreds of schools of thought in the brand-new academy...