The Sky Is Falling! Ying Zheng Lived to Be a Hundred

In the twenty-sixth year of Qin Shi Huang's reign, the First Emperor had a dream.

In it, the Great Qin he had fought so hard to build fell in its second generation.

Zhao Gao withheld the imperial edict, that fool Hu Hai drove his most beloved eldest son, Fusu, to suicide, the old nobility of the Six States rose up in droves, and the Xianyang Palace was burned to the ground!

When he awoke, Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao, who was holding a calming tonic and wearing an ingratiating smile, and drew the Tai'e Sword.

"I'm not even dead yet, and you're already eager to arrange my funeral?"

Punish Zhao Gao, send Hu Hai into exile, make Crown Prince Fusu trade his fine clothes for the cold and hardship of the eastern regions, and while you're at it, drag Han Xin, who's begging for food in Huaiyin, to Xianyang!

Legalism for the bones, Confucianism for the skin.

In this life, I will personally forge Great Qin's realm into a foundation that will last for ten thousand generations!

Years later, the remnants of the Six States discovered in despair that Great Qin had not only Meng Tian's iron cavalry and Li Si's iron fist, but also Fusu, a peerless emperor personally trained by the First Emperor, and Han Xin, the immortal of war.

Seated in Xianyang, the First Emperor sneered: Fall in the second generation? Let's see who dares rebel!