The moment the stick fell, I heard someone say: "Zhang Yi stole He's Bi. I will not care if he is beaten to death."
I am not Zhang Yi. I am Lin Yuanzhou, a junior student in the Department of Physics. I come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, with six generations of ancestors practicing medicine. But when I looked down, I saw that these sharp-jointed hands were not mine.
Chu could not stay any longer. Su Qin sent someone to deliver medicine and asked me to go to Qin State to find a person - Mi Bazi.
I thought I could become a prime minister by relying on physical chemistry, but as soon as I arrived in Xianyang, I was targeted by her. I felt the pulse of the King of Qin, improved the Qin crossbow, refined steel, burned glass, and built the Shenji camp - I thought I could walk sideways in the Warring States Period.
But I forgot, this is Qin State. And that woman's name is Mi Yue.
She put a silver hairpin against my throat and said, "Zhang Yi, you have crossed the line."
Later I learned that in this Warring States period, I didn't have the final say, she had the final say. And I am only responsible for using physical formulas to calculate crossbows, using chemical ratios to make steel, using fish bones to make acupuncture needles to save people... And chasing someone who can never catch up.
I calculated that King Wu of Qin would die if he raised the cauldron, so I wrote a letter to warn Mi Yue. She told King Wu of Qin, but King Wu wanted to prove Zhang Yi wrong.
When the tripod fell, the last words he said were: "Zhang Yi... You really hit the mark."
I've reached the end, but I can't change history. It can't change her heart.
