The孤 king died at thirty-seven

"The Qin Dynasty?"

Hearing this, everyone present was astonished.

Qin Fei immediately walked over and crouched down in front of her.

Looking at this little girl who was as cute as Sizi, Qin Fei could not help but pinch her little cheeks and asked with a smile, "Little sister, what is your name?"

The little one was a bit timid, clinging tightly to Cheng Weiyang's leg. With a look of curiosity and fear, she looked at Qin Fei and then said in a milky, childish voice, "Yinman."

The utterance of this name confirmed Li Shimin's previous guess.

To think it was actually Qin Shi Huang's daughter, Ying Yinman, also known as Princess Yangzi.

"Brother."

Qin Fei looked at Qin Ning. After the Great Tang and the Great Ming, how did the Qin Dynasty also arrive?

Qin Ning also looked helpless; he himself had no idea what was going on.

At this moment, Jiang Yanran walked in from outside, accompanied by a middle-aged man who was nearly two meters tall, wearing a black and gold dragon robe and a royal crown with tassels on his head.

Seeing the middle-aged man dressed in such a manner, everyone's faces revealed a look of surprise, and a specific person immediately came to their minds.

"Qin Ning, this person suddenly appeared at our doorstep, shouting that he is the First Emperor, Ying Zheng," Jiang Yanran said.

"What happened to his face?" Qin Ning was taken aback. He could see that the middle-aged man in the black and gold dragon robe seemed to have some bruises on his face.

Jiang Yanran replied, "Oh, I ran into him when I went out just now. This guy was yelling at me, claiming to be Qin Shi Huang. I told him to WeChat me fifty bucks, but he tried to order me around like a palace maid and even wanted to get physical. So, I punched him, and then he behaved."

Hearing this, everyone did not know whether to laugh or cry.

With Qin Shi Huang's physique, an ordinary person probably really could not beat him, but Jiang Yanran was now a cultivator after all.

"Brother, is he really Qin Shi Huang?" Qin Fei asked at this moment.

Qin Ning's gaze sized up the middle-aged man, and then he gently nodded.

"Father!"

Ying Yinman ran toward Qin Shi Huang.

"Yangzi."

Seeing that his youngest daughter was actually here as well, Ying Zheng was first surprised, then quickly picked her up. He looked at the people in the living room with vigilance and softly scolded, "Who exactly are you people? How dare you hold Us and the Princess hostage? Are you not afraid that We will execute your nine generations?"

"Hello, First Emperor. We are not bad people, nor have we taken you hostage."

Qin Fei took a step forward and said with a smile, "This is the future, about two thousand three hundred years after your Qin Dynasty."

"What do you mean by this?"

Hearing this, Qin Shi Huang was surprised. "Are you saying that We and Yangzi have come to the future, two thousand three hundred years later?"

As he spoke, he frowned and his gaze swept over everyone in the living room, eventually noticing Li Shimin and Zhu Yuanzhang.

"You two... are both wearing dragon robes, but they are different from the dragon robes We know. Could it be that these are the dragon robes of the later emperors of Our Great Qin? But why are there two of you? Could it be that Our Great Qin is now ruled by two emperors sharing the world?"

"Brother Zheng, let me introduce myself. My name is Qin Ning, and these two are Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Shimin, and Emperor Taizu of Ming, Zhu Yuanzhang. They are both emperors of later dynasties and, just like you, they time-traveled to the future and are not people of our era." Qin Ning stepped forward.

"Great Ming? Great Tang?"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned deeply. "Could it be that the Six States have been restored? But why do We not remember a Tang or Ming among the Six States?"

"The Six States have long ceased to exist, and that includes the Qin Dynasty, which perished in its second generation," Jiang Yanran said.

As soon as she said this, Ying Zheng was greatly shocked. "Impossible! Our Great Qin! How could it perish in the second generation?!"

"Wait! Our Great Qin was passed down to the second generation? Does that mean We did not achieve immortality?"

"Brother Zheng, there is no such thing as immortality in this world."

At this time, Li Shimin stepped forward and said, "Not only that, your death was precisely caused by your pursuit of so-called immortality."

"What do you mean by this?"

Ying Zheng frowned deeply. "Not only did We fail to achieve immortality, but We also died on the path to seeking it?"

"What year of Ying Zheng is it over on your side right now?"

Jiang Yanran spoke up, continuing to ask, "Looking at Yangzi's age, she seems to be about three years old, so it should be quite early."

Hearing this, Qin Shi Huang said without hesitation, "It is currently the twenty-eighth year of Ying Zheng."

Jiang Yanran nodded. "The twenty-eighth year of Ying Zheng... I remember that the unification of the Six States by Qin happened in the twenty-sixth year of Qin Ying Zheng, which means it has only been two years since the world was unified?"

"Exactly. We swept away the Six States and unified the world in the twenty-sixth year, and from then on, the State of Qin was renamed the Qin Dynasty."

Qin Shi Huang nodded slightly and said proudly, "To think that today, two thousand three hundred years later, there are still descendants who remember Our achievements. Even if We ultimately failed to achieve immortality, We have left Our name in history. Is this not a form of immortality in itself?"

"Do not be too proud just yet. Historical records state that in the twenty-eighth year of Ying Zheng, which is this year, during your first eastern tour, you summoned an alchemist named Xu Fu at Langya. This person falsely claimed he could seek immortality for you, and it was because you listened to his words that you eventually died."

"Xu Fu?"

Qin Shi Huang frowned. "It is indeed during Our first eastern tour right now, and in one more day, We shall arrive at Langya. We have also heard the name Xu Fu from others recently. He claims to be a disciple of an immortal master and can seek immortality for Us. We have already issued an edict that We will summon this person upon arriving at Langya tomorrow. To think he is actually a fraud?"

"What else could he be?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said, "Brother Zheng, not only did this guy deceive you, but all those bullshit pills he gave you to eat were poisonous. Over the years, they caused your health to deteriorate, and finally, in the thirty-seventh year of Ying Zheng, during your fifth eastern tour, you passed away at the Shaqiu Palace."

"Old Zhu is right," Li Shimin nodded.

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled and rolled his eyes at him. "You are the same. Historical records state that in his later years, Emperor Taizong of Tang also became superstitious about immortality and began consuming large amounts of so-called immortal elixirs. Ultimately, on Mount Zhongnan outside Chang'an City, he passed away in the Hanfeng Hall of the Cuiwei Palace."

"What? I was actually so foolish in my later years? This is impossible!"

It was currently only the sixth year of Zhenguan, and Li Shimin was only in his thirties, at the prime of his health and strength. How could he have imagined that when he grew old, he would actually be just like Qin Shi Huang, believing in the so-called talk of immortality.

"We... We died in the thirty-seventh year?" Ying Zheng muttered to himself, finding it hard to accept such a result for a moment.

He unified the world in the twenty-sixth year of Ying Zheng, and passed away in the thirty-seventh year. Did that mean, calculating fully, he was only on the throne for eleven years?

At this moment, Li Lizhi walked over and said, "Father, Zisu and Molan have finished cooking the food. Why don't you all sit down and eat while you chat."