Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 400 Daytime
"...Is this what the afterlife is like?"

"I thought all those Egyptian legends were just hoaxes!"

Within the Ghost Kingdom of Western Qin,

Looking at everything before him, Wang Sheng couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

Especially just now, he even saw Emperor Taizu of Qin and his father and grandfather!
How could this not fill him with emotion?

Zhang Qian, who had come from afar, said, "It's a pity you died after returning to Qin. Otherwise, I would have loved to see you dismembered by those Egyptian monks!"

Zhang Qian originally did not intend to travel any further.

He traveled a lot during his life, shouldn't he be able to rest properly after his death?
Moreover, Zhang Qian judged others by his own standards, thinking that Wang Sheng was the same age as him and that they were both envoys to the state with missions to travel to all corners of the world.

Even if Wang Sheng were physically stronger, he wouldn't outlive me by that much.

After all, Zhang Qian was already sixty years old when he died. If Wang Sheng continued to act recklessly for a few more years, he would also die and report to the gods.

He just needs to wait quietly for news from the spirits.

The result was three years later, and then another three years.
Zhang Qian in his coffin was already rotten to the core, yet Wang Sheng still had the energy to carry out a major purge in Egypt and help spread civilization among the Chinese!

Unable to endure it any longer, Zhang Qian followed a new batch of brilliant minds who were exported to foreign lands and arrived in Western Qin.

"I will absolutely not let the Egyptians touch my body!" Wang Sheng replied firmly upon hearing Zhang Qian's words. "I will crawl back to Qin, even if it means taking my last breath at home!"

Given Wang Sheng's status and the power he had amassed through several purges,
He could command countless slaves and commoners, and spend enormous sums of money to build himself a grand mausoleum.

But if you do that,
The handling of Wang Sheng's affairs after his death should naturally follow Egyptian customs.

In accordance with traditional Egyptian funeral rites,

After Wang Sheng stopped breathing, his abdomen would be cut open, his organs removed, and his body divided into jars. Various spices would be applied to preserve him, and finally he would be tied up with burlap and placed in a coffin, turning him into salty and dry cured meat.

If, unfortunately, Wang Sheng were unearthed by people a thousand years later and transported to the hands of the Western barbarians, he might be ground into powder and made into an aphrodisiac.

This is something Wang Sheng cannot accept.

Therefore, he chose to take the money for building the royal tomb for himself, give part of it to the imperial court, and then return to his hometown to enjoy the last of his beautiful years.

"I'm too lazy to go through too much trouble."

Wang Sheng famously declared, "Enjoy life while you can, and worry about what happens after you die!"

His original intention was

Do you not believe that an afterlife truly exists?
Even if such a thing were true, one's actions would not be punished in the eyes of ghosts and gods.

Looking back on Wang Sheng's life, he has dedicated his entire being to the country.

As for the Egyptians he wiped out?
joke!

How can barbarians who refuse to submit to the king's rule be considered human?
unfortunately,

Wang Sheng couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he racked his brains.

He certainly didn't bear too much guilt for helping Egypt with its blood transfusion.
However, because of a poem written many years ago, they will receive "extra favors" from ghosts and gods!
Instead of being put into a jar by the Egyptians after his death, he was instead immersed in the long-lost Yellow River by the petty-minded spirits!

Even now that they've climbed out, they still smell of the Mother River.

He Bo, standing nearby, told him with a straight face:
"You lacked the precious experience of being lovingly nurtured by your birth mother, which is why you feel your stepmother is gentle and close to you!"

"Spend more time soaking in the Yellow River, and you'll feel like you were in your mother's womb again!"

Wang Sheng didn't dare to refute him to his face, but he thought to himself:
The Yellow River's personality is exactly like that of ghosts and gods; they are both so unreasonable.

Wang Sheng originally quite liked Nile water.
Now that he's compared them, he likes them even more!
But you can't say it like that publicly; you have to say it in private.

Otherwise, if He Bo overheard this, Wang Sheng would have to be sacrificed to drown himself in the river twice more, and enjoy the treatment of a virgin.

……

Is Egypt's great river really that gentle and nourishing?

Not two days after Wang Sheng died, after the news spread that he was "deliberately targeted by ghosts and gods because of saying the wrong thing," an old ghost rubbed his hands together and took the initiative to come to his door to inquire about the land in Egypt.

Wang Sheng suspected that Zhang Qian had hired him to trick him into revealing information, so he did not answer directly, but instead turned his head to look at both sides.

Ok,
There were no suspicious traces or ghostly figures! But we still can't let our guard down!

Liu Tuan didn't know what he was wary of, but he also turned to look.

"What are you looking at?" he asked Wang Sheng.

"What's it to you?" Wang Sheng raised his head arrogantly, relying on the fact that he was younger than the old man in front of him and that his physique hadn't shrunk much in his later years, and looked down at the other man with his hands behind his back.

"Why are you asking about the Nile River?"

Liu Tuan ignored his impolite attitude and just chuckled, "Just curious!"

When I first arrived in Western Qin,
The retired emperor of the Han Dynasty grasped the soil of the Mesopotamian plain and held the water of the two great rivers in his hands, marveling at its fertility and thinking how fortunate the people of Qin were.

When he was in the Central Plains, he was able to live a good life in Guanzhong.
Even after reaching foreign lands, they were still able to occupy such vast and fertile plains.

After cultivating a new world here, Liu Tuan heard stories about Egypt from other people.

Wang Sheng's poem also reached Liu Taigong's ears, making the latter yearn for the river that would periodically flood and bring fertile land.

"I want to go there and plant a piece of land to see how much grain can grow."

Wang Sheng was somewhat surprised, "You look like you've lived longer than me, and your complexion is normal. It's clear that your descendants have been unfilial both before and after your death."

"Why can't you let go of the things in the fields and think about growing food?"

Liu Tuan said, "I've lived for nearly a hundred years and have no other skills except farming."

"And figuring out how to ensure a good harvest is something that will be very beneficial to our living descendants."

"People in the mortal world have all sorts of things to worry about and are too busy to devote all their energy to this... Since I have free time after death, why not help my descendants?"

Wang Sheng felt admiration upon hearing his words.

Then he asked, "Are you from the Qin state?"

"No, I'm from the Central Plains."

Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng respected him even more.

He was not a native of Western Qin, but a genius who was brought here posthumously, yet he served the Qin people with such dedication...

If this were to get out, it would surely move the entire Qin state!
A person who cares deeply for the people of China could never have been sent by that villain Zhang Qian to set a trap for him and spread rumors about him!
then,

Wang Sheng became more enthusiastic about Liu Tuan, inviting him into his tomb and telling him about the situation in Egypt.

That place was regarded by the Qin people as a new granary, and Wang Sheng lived there for many years, so he was naturally very familiar with it.

Until someone came looking for Liu Tuan.

He pushed open the door and called out to Liu Tuan, "Your Majesty the Emperor Emeritus, you're here!"

"The elders of the Hei family are planning a football tournament exclusively for the elderly, and they're inviting you to participate!"

Liu Tuan immediately agreed, rubbing his old legs, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"Only Old Ghost can participate?"

"it is good!"

"I will definitely win this time!"

If he can't beat young players, can't he beat a bunch of kids his own age?
"Your Majesty, why don't you come along too?" Liu Tuan remembered that Wang Sheng was over eighty years old, so he casually invited him.

Wang Sheng nodded subconsciously, then frowned and realized what he meant:
The Supreme Emperor?
The Qin Dynasty also had its own Supreme Emperor, referring to the father of the First Emperor.

According to Wang Sheng, King Zhuangxiang of Qin, Ying Zichu, died before the age of forty, and could not possibly resemble the old man in front of him.

Therefore,
Whose "emperor emeritus" is the other party?
"Oh!" Upon hearing Wang Sheng's question, Liu Tuan slapped his thigh and explained, "I'm from the Han Dynasty!"

"Liu Bang, who founded the Han Dynasty, is my third son!"

Ok?
Wang Sheng stared wide-eyed at his old age.

(End of this chapter)