After Tricking the First Emperor of Qin, I Reached the Pinnacle of Life

One-line summary: How did Qin Shi Huang, the greatest emperor of the ages, go astray and start seeking immortality and taking alchemy pills? I'm a Daoist physician. One day, I woke up back in the Qin Dynasty and returned to my old profession, making a living by gathering herbs and treating the sick. For some reason, the stories about me have grown more and more outrageous. The Qin people have an unscientific worldview, and they firmly believe I can "bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bare bones." They even think I can summon wind and rain, fly through the skies, and burrow through the earth... I've gotten myself into big trouble. The First Emperor has found me and wants the elixir of immortality. From the shores of the East Sea to the Qin capital of Xianyang, I traveled far and wide to practice medicine, meeting all sorts of interesting people: the fangshi Xu Fu, whose alchemy furnace was always blowing up; Prince Han Fei, who had a slight stutter; Zhang Liang, whose face was as pretty as a woman's; and Chen Ping, who divided sacrificial meat equally... Healing others is also a way of fulfilling yourself. Unofficial histories describe Zhang Liang's ending this way: Zhang Liang, Marquis of Liu and founding hero of the Han Dynasty, knew when to retire from public life. He left behind the words, "I wish to leave the affairs of the mortal world and travel with Master Chisong." By the way, I'm Master Chisong. Zhang Liang's retirement had absolutely nothing to do with me! [Highlights] 1. This story takes place in a parallel Qin-Han timeline and is entirely fictional. It is not an accurate account of history. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. 2. This story probably belongs to the "Even Zheng Ge would find this absurd" category. Please refer to historical records for the real-life figures! 3. To keep readers from snapping back into reading-comprehension mode after three seconds, some objects are automatically referred to by their modern names. For example, in the Qin and Han periods, apples were called nai, bronze mirrors were called jian, and loquats were called luju. This story will simply call them apples, bronze mirrors, and loquats. The same goes for forms of address. [Coming Soon] The Qin Emperor's Uncle Zhao Kun transmigrates as a human baby. The good news: His father, Lord Anguo, has inherited the throne of Qin. Zhao Kun has become the youngest prince in the Qin royal family. The bad news: His father dies just three days after taking the throne. He has more than twenty older brothers, and the brother in the middle, Zichu, is the new King of Qin. Zichu has little faith in his brothers, and the Qin royal family, already struggling under the merit-based military rank system, is about to be hit by another storm. On a whim, King Zichu bends down to tease his five-head-tall little brother. Zhao Kun rises onto his tiptoes and tentatively offers his chubby little hand. With the strength of a kitten, he gives Zichu a high five. "Kun wants to grow lots and lots of grain. When Your Majesty conquers the Six States and unites the world, everyone will have food to eat." King Zichu immediately decides that Zhao Kun should keep his newly returned son, Prince Zheng, company. Prince Zheng, the future First Emperor of Qin, in his childhood! Zhao Kun summons the spirit of a hard-working employee. When Prince Zheng practices calligraphy, he grinds the ink. When Prince Zheng is punished, he climbs over the wall to bring him food. When Prince Zheng is attacked, he takes the sword for him. Years later, the First Emperor stands beside him atop Mount Tai, gazing down at the lights of countless homes. "Uncle, look. This is our vast realm." Zhao Kun corrects him: "It's Your Majesty's realm." The next moment, the First Emperor pulls out a map of the world. "Mount Tai is here, and my territory is only this tiny patch? Uncle, who should we conquer next?" Zhao Kun is frantic. Why does the map he lost years ago happen to be in the First Emperor's hands? Theme: Give someone a rose, and its fragrance will linger on your hand. Heal not only the body, but also bring peace to the heart.