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There are also two transparent goblets.

"This is?"

Looking carefully at the strange utensils that are as clear as water, Ying Zheng, who has seen the treasures of the world, can't help being surprised.

"Emperor Qin doesn't have to take care of small gadgets made at random." Li Tiansheng smiled.

Goooo!

The wine, which was as red as blood, flowed from the glazed jade pot and fell into the goblet.

A strong and somewhat clear aroma of wine permeated the air.

Refreshing.

It is heart-moving.

"Please!"

Push the goblet to the opposite side.

Ying Zheng was also polite, picked it up, brought it to his mouth, and drank it down.

Compared with the cautious appearance in the main hall that day, he is a different person.

"Wonderful! What kind of wine is this?" Ying Zheng couldn't help asking.

The wine is dry in the throat, with a faint fragrance, without the heartburn of spirits, a little more mellow and rustic, like a natural scenery.

The creation of heaven and earth.

It made his whole body feel light.

"The luminous cup of wine and wine, if you want to drink the pipa, please remind me immediately."

"This is Grape Spirit Wine."

"What are grapes?"

"Western Region Fruits!"

"Fanjiu?"

"It's spirit wine!"

"What is spirit wine"

"The heavens and the earth breathe out spiritual energy, and it takes thousands of years to accumulate wine."

"You were born a hundred years ago?" Ying Zheng suddenly changed the subject.

"Never!"

"Then how did you meet him?" Ying Zheng frowned.

"Dream!"

"Now, why did you come into the world?"

"The world!"

"Is there something wrong in this world?" Ying Zheng frowned even deeper.

"Yes and no!"

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"Yes and no!"

Putting down the goblet, Li Tiansheng gave a plausible answer.

"Why?" Ying Zheng didn't understand, so his lips were pursed into a straight line.

Lightly tap the table with your finger, and the glazed jade pot will automatically rise up in the air, refilling a glass of spirit wine for both parties.

Reach out, hold the goblet with two fingers, shake it leisurely twice, and take a sip.

Li Tiansheng said leisurely, "I said yes because the people of the world have been fighting hard for a long time. Even if the troubled times are settled down, there is no difference in building the Great Wall, digging the Lingqu, and conquering the Nanling Mountains."

"You mean the widows are violent and aggressive!" Ying Zheng said in a cold voice with a gloomy expression.

"Yes or no, His Majesty has his own decision!" Li Tiansheng didn't take it seriously, raised his glass, sipped the wine, savored the three flavors, and continued:

"Say no, Gein, the six kings are complete, the four seas are one, Your Majesty ended the chaos, unified the world, set a precedent in ancient times and the present, and saved the people of the world from the conflicts of the six kingdoms, and made great contributions to the world."

blah blah blah!

The goblet fell on the desk, and Li Tiansheng's eloquent voice echoed in the attic.

"Since you know the meritorious deeds of the widow, you should know even more. The widow's ambition is for the future. Digging the Lingqu, building the Great Wall, and conquering the Nanling Mountains will benefit all people, and the merits will last forever." Yingzheng's voice was calm and resounding.

"Your Majesty, let's see!"

Raising his hand, he poured the wine in the glass into the air, and as Lin Qing's fingers burst into blue light, scenes emerged from midair.

scene one:

Majestic buildings stretch across the land. Countless peasants, with yellow and emaciated faces, exposed to the scorching sun, bare chested, with huge logs on their shoulders, and huge boulders in the middle, gritted their teeth and sweated profusely, moving with difficulty to build the Great Wall.

One after another, the peasants fell and were discarded at will.

The magnificent Great Wall is stained with blood, and there are many bones underneath.

Changing scene:

"kill!"

"Da Qin Erlang, you are not afraid of life and death!"

……

Numerous soldiers with spears, fighting with nimble barbarians in the mountains and forests, fought bloody battles, with spears like dragons, harvesting the lives of barbarians.

But more often, the barbarians relied on their muscular physique and geographical advantages to kill the Qin army and die tragically in a foreign land.

Those buried in the mountains and forests include elite soldiers and powerful generals, as well as civilian husbands who were forcibly recruited. They all passed away sadly with all kinds of unwillingness, resentment and nostalgia.

Some heads flew up, some limbs were broken, some intestines were pierced, and some were blackened...