After transmigrating into the Qin dynasty as a prince, he bound himself to the “Seeds of Civilization” library System.
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He started with a single county and a three-year military pledge.
Ying Ziyi rolled up his sleeves: farming, steelmaking, opening schools, strengthening the army. Not one could be neglected.
The curved-plow spread across the fields, doubling the harvest. A crude blast furnace was fired up, and a tide of steel began to form. Smallpox inoculation was introduced, and the people cried out, “May the young lord live ten thousand years!”
Matchlock guns equipped the Qin cavalry, striking terror into the northern Xiongnu. The ocean-going fleet cut through the waves, bringing in silver from the Americas by the ton.
As the smoke of the Industrial Revolution drifted from Xianyang across the world, as the Qin Constitution was promulgated and compulsory education introduced to all
Qin Shi Huang sat on his dragon throne and looked at the son who had once seemed the least remarkable. He asked, “Is there anything in this world you can’t do?”
Ying Ziyi pointed to the starry sky above. “Father, there is a sky beyond this world.”
