He was the eldest son of the First Emperor who lived among the people. He was adopted by Juzi of the Mohist family. He was knowledgeable about things and had excellent medical skills. He had a long dream - dreaming about the death of the second generation of the Qin Dynasty two thousand years later.
But he told no one. He only did one thing: on the night when Qin Shihuang was assassinated, he saved his father who was hanging by a thread. From then on, the sixteen-year-old boy walked into Xianyang Palace from the countryside and transformed from a "bastard" to King Chen.
He carried out pilot projects in three counties, repairing waterwheels and setting up official schools, allowing the people who had been hungry for three years to have enough to eat for the first time. He trained troops in the northern border, forged cannons and stirrups, allowing the soldiers who were oppressed by the Huns to straighten their backs. He fought against aristocratic families in the court and promoted the imperial examination, giving hope to the children of poor families.
He set out from Guanzhong and headed west - conquering the Western Regions, defeating the Huns, and launching the ultimate showdown with the Roman Empire in Mesopotamia. He brought back corn, potatoes, steam engines, telegraphs, and a new world
In twenty years, he transformed from a bastard to the king of kings. For forty years, the First Emperor watched his son plant the black flag of Qin all over the world.
This is a story of one person changing a civilization, and also a story of a person being trusted, followed and deeply loved by a group of people.
Ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day. Two thousand years is too far away, right now
