Xianyang Old Things

Her name is Su Su, a history student who has been obsessed with Ying Zheng for more than ten years. She thought he was just a symbol in the history books, an unreachable emperor, until late that night, she got lost near the Qin Mausoleum, pushed open an old door, and crashed into the world of a young man. He didn't know that she came from two thousand years in the future, and she didn't know that he was Ying Zheng. She called him "Zheng" like an ordinary person. He didn't correct her because her eyes lit up when she said "politics". She accompanied him from the eighth year of the Qin Dynasty to the twenty-seventh year of the First Emperor. The utensils, clothing, etiquette, and official names are all verified against the "Sleeping Tiger Land Qin Slips"; major events strictly conform to the chronology of the King of Qin - she does not rely on modern knowledge to change history, and does not engage in business reforms. The only thing she can do is to pour a glass of water when he is tired, to accompany him quietly when he sits alone late at night, and to be the only person who is not afraid of him when he has no one to rely on for his decision to kill. She said: "You are not cool, you are just too lonely." He carved a jade pendant for her with the word "Su" engraved on it. He said: "As long as you understand me, I am not alone." But she doesn't belong here after all. , She left, and he waited for ten years. When she died, she searched for him for two years. In Xi'an a thousand years later, in front of the Qin Mausoleum, she met a young man named "Zhao Zheng". The sun fell on his face, exactly as it did two thousand years ago. The story is very short, only nineteen years; the story is so long that it will take two thousand years to tell it. Once we meet, there will be no regrets. ——Dedicated to Ying Zheng, the person whose history books have not written all the stories. Intention: I want to accompany that lonely emperor. Regarding the details: the utensils, clothing, etiquette, place names, and official names are all based on the textual research of "Zhongji" and "Sleeping Tiger Land Qin Slips", which is hopeless; the timeline of major historical events is 1:1 consistent with the official history: the Miao Du Rebellion, the dismissal of the Prime Minister, the order of the destruction of the Six Kingdoms, the title of the First Emperor, and the year of the tour all strictly correspond to the chronology of the King of Qin; abandon the time-travel routine: Su Su will not change the era with modern scientific knowledge, does not engage in business, and does not improve tools. The core is only companionship and empathy. Everyone who reads history has a person in his heart that he wants to meet. He wants to see if he is as written in history. He wants to ask him why he did what he did. He wants to tell him that there is someone in the future who will understand you. I feel sorry for him. I feel sorry for him being a hostage at a young age and living under someone else's roof. I feel sorry for his mother's betrayal and his younger brother's rebellion. I feel sorry for the fact that he has been determined to kill all his life, but no one dares to call him by his name. This is the obsession in my heart, the obsession with Ying Zheng, so I wrote about Su Su. She went to the Qin Dynasty for me and met Ying Zheng for me. She poured a glass of water for him when he was tired, listened quietly when he said, "I don't want to kill him." When he was sitting alone late at night, she walked over and called out "Zheng" softly. She said: "You are not cool, you are just too lonely." I looked up a lot of information to see how Ying Zheng spoke at the time, and learned those "ancient pre-Qin proverbs." Because I think this is the most basic respect for a person. Regarding the heroine Su Su, I also want to say that many people wrote about time traveling to the Qin Dynasty and meeting Ying Zheng. Some people want to change history, some want to assist Mingjun, and some want to have a vigorous love affair. When I wrote about Su Su, this was not what I was thinking about. I don't want her to be a time traveler who stirs up trouble. She has no golden fingers, no system, no palace fights, and she will not change history. She is just an ordinary person who fell into his time by accident. The only thing she could do was to stay with him, pour a glass of water when he was tired, stay with him quietly when he sat alone late at night, and be the only one who was not afraid of him when he was decisive and decisive and had no one to rely on. She called him "Zheng", like calling him an ordinary person, because in her eyes, he was not just a few pages in a history book, he was a human being, a person who could be tired, afraid, and lonely. This is what I want to write about a person, accompanying another person through his loneliest years. From the eighth year of the Qin Dynasty to the twenty-seventh year of the First Emperor, from the age of twenty-one to the age of forty, he was the person she hid, a person without a name in the history books, and the only light in his long loneliness. And I want to be the one who lights the lamp. Towards the end of the novel, my desire to see Ying Zheng reached its peak, so I started to arrange time, book flights, and hotels. I wanted to meet this person who approached me late at night. On April 11, 2026, I arrived at Xianyang Airport. Before going, I didn't sleep well for several nights. I was very excited. When the plane landed, I looked at Xianyang Airport outside the window and suddenly felt a little trance-like. Xianyang, this place name, I read hundreds of times late at night, and now, I finally stand on this land. On April 13, I went to the Mausoleum of King Qin. That day I wore dark clothes, tied my hair in a pre-Qin bun, and wore the makeup of that era. I sat in front of his monument for a long time. The wind was not strong, but it made my eyes sore. I left two letters there. One was written by me to Ying Zheng, and the other was written by Su Su to Zheng. One is my heartfelt message, and the other is Su Su's farewell. The two letters, separated by two thousand years of wind and sand, were put together. After staying in Xi'an for a few days, I went to Xianyang City and the ferry. The surging Wei River has been flowing for thousands of years, and the winds in the world are constantly changing. I stood there, just hoping that the same wind that once embraced Yingzheng could blow over my shoulders. Zheng, after two thousand years of wind and sand, I have become your old friend.