The Great Qin Dynasty: The egg of the Black Bird was revered as a national guardian beast.

"Will the First Emperor (Zu Long) die this year?"

After the messenger uttered these words, the entire hall fell silent.

First Emperor?

Ancestor, the beginning; dragon, an image of a ruler.

This is someone using "Zu Long" to refer to the First Emperor!

The Qin Dynasty did not originally venerate the dragon, but instead followed the Shang Dynasty in venerating the black bird. This person referred to the First Emperor as the Ancestral Dragon, in an attempt to lead the Qin Dynasty from the black bird to the dragon.

This is an attempt to sever the destiny of the Heavenly Bird in the Great Qin Dynasty!

A terrible silence lasted for a long time before the messenger lowered his head and finished speaking: "I do not understand, and ask why."

"That person has already disappeared into the thick fog, leaving only the jade he was carrying. I see that this jade is like that used exclusively by the royal family, so I have come to report this."

After the messenger finished speaking, he lowered his head.

The hall fell silent.

After a long silence, the First Emperor finally spoke.

"Even if that person is truly the water god, he can only know about the events of one year."

"Just as one cannot discuss ice with a summer insect, what is this little water god of all, daring to predict my life and death?"

The First Emperor raised his hand and waved it downwards.

"Destroy that jade disc! Anyone who dares to reveal this will have their entire clan exterminated!"

The First Emperor's anger was bottled up inside him.

If it is said that the influence of Mars on the Heart can be transferred to others, allowing them to claim that they brought the disaster upon themselves.

But this year, the First Emperor died. This prophecy of the Water God is like pointing at himself, saying that he will definitely die this year!

The Qin Dynasty existed because of him, and he could imagine the sinister intentions behind these people!

This is to spread these things...

They're deliberately stirring up trouble, fearing the world isn't chaotic enough!

............

But the First Emperor's power was undeniable. Since he disliked these prophecies, people throughout the court and the country naturally came forward to refute them.

For example, openly defining the term "Zulong".

From "ancestor" means "beginning," and "dragon" is an image of a ruler. The one who transforms into the "ancestral dragon" is the first among men, thus negating the idea that this is a synonym for the First Emperor.

But the First Emperor raised his hand to signal him to give up.

He believed that this was a challenge issued to him by someone else, and that the First Emperor would never be timid or deceive himself.

Since they say they'll die this year?

Alright, then I shall go on a tour, so that they may see that the great First Emperor will not die because of the words of the Water God!

As for the direction of the parade?

The First Emperor then ordered the summons of several of the most skilled physiognomists in Xianyang to consult with him.

However, a dispute arose between them in the main hall.

They argued endlessly about which planet, Mars, was the source of the chaos, located in the northeast, southwest, or due south.

They all believed that the First Emperor needed to be brought to the past to suppress him with his imperial power and prevent him from causing further chaos.

But the First Emperor, sitting on his throne, was tired of listening.

He waved for them to leave, then sat alone in his seat, holding his forehead.

After thinking it over, the First Emperor made a decision.

"Then let's go southeast."

I have already been to the Northeast and the South, but I have not yet visited Kuaiji in the Southeast. I can go there to pay homage to the traces of Yu.

"call."

With a long sigh, Zhangtai Palace fell silent.

In fact, no one knew that the First Emperor no longer valued death as much as he had a few years ago.

Death is not scary, at least not as scary as it used to be.

What's terrible is dying too young; what's terrible is that the Qin Dynasty fell apart after his death!

This was something the First Emperor absolutely could not accept!

The First Emperor himself knew his own health; years of overwork had taken their toll, and now his condition was beyond repair.

Whether I can survive this year is still a question...

Therefore, dangerous rhetoric must be controlled, and defamatory prophecies must be eradicated at their source.

Think about it carefully, how did it all begin?

"Mars guards the heart, the sun sets and returns, the water god declares death!"

It's Mars!

We must find out who this planet, the incarnation of Mars, representing disaster, war, and chaos, truly is!

The First Emperor rose from his seat.

He lowered his eyes and looked down at the empty and silent palace.

"Will I live past this year? Heavenly Bird of Destiny, will I be able to see you before I die?"

..........

The First Emperor returned to Xianyang Palace.

He immediately summoned Zhang Han, the Junior Steward of the Imperial Household Department, to see him.

Not long after, Zhang Han entered Xianyang Palace, stood in front of the curtain, and bowed.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects!"

"No need." From behind the curtain, the First Emperor raised his hand, his calm voice carrying out the message.

He held his forehead.

He asked, "What is the current situation at Mount Li?"

"Your Majesty."

Zhang Han thought for a moment, then clasped his hands and said, "The inner palace has been completed, and the outer mausoleum is currently under construction."

The First Emperor remained silent, and the hall fell silent.

After a long while, he stood up from behind his desk: "Prepare the carriage, I am going on a journey to inspect Mount Li."

..........

The carriages rumbled, and the horses neighed.

The massive procession passed by the Wei Bridge on both sides.

Black flags blotted out the sky, black armor shone like the sun, and steeds galloped like dragons. The First Emperor sat in his imperial carriage with his eyes slightly closed.

After crossing the Wei Bridge.

He could vaguely see the towering figure of Mount Li in the east, lying there in the distance.

Passing by the pine and cypress trees of Mount Li,

The First Emperor's Mausoleum, his final resting place after death, has arrived.

The massive convoy stopped in front of the Lishan Mausoleum, with six identical carriages parked at the very front.

Each of them lifted a corner, revealing five guards.

Only the second-to-last carriage was opened, and the First Emperor, dressed in a black and gold robe, slowly stepped down.

On both sides were guards clad in black armor.

They formed a human wall, so strong that not even the wind could get in, protecting the First Emperor on both sides.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

Zhang Han, along with the craftsmen, stood ten paces away, bowing and lowering their heads.

The First Emperor raised his hand slightly, but said nothing more.

Guards stood on either side of the emperor, while Zhang Han, accompanied by artisans, followed behind him with his head bowed.

The First Emperor arrived at the east side of the imperial mausoleum.

Here are huge, deep pits filled with rows and columns of perfectly arranged terracotta warriors.

They formed a huge rectangular military formation.

Just like the army that the First Emperor once commanded, a mighty army that conquered the south and north, wiped out the six kingdoms, and was invincible!

Some bowed their heads and lowered their brows, seemingly lost in thought.

Some of them seemed to be considering how to cooperate with each other to defeat the enemy, their expressions solemn.

Some gazed into the distance, as if longing for their loved ones back home...

Standing atop the terracotta army pit, the First Emperor fell silent.

He seemed to be able to feel faint breathing sounds and hear the mighty battle cries of the Qin army from countless years ago.

"These are all warriors who died fighting for me..."

After closing his eyes, the First Emperor turned around and told Zhang Han behind him the purpose of his visit.

"Make me a statue of the Celestial Bird."

"Once completed, place it in the mausoleum, beside my coffin, and do not move it far!"

The First Emperor could foresee this.

A month or so later, on the day the Heavenly Mandate Black Bird figurine was completed and placed in the tomb.

He would place it beside the emperor's coffin, to accompany him forever, waiting for his own death so that his body could be placed in the coffin.

They will be buried underground together...

But they did not disappear.

They simply waited quietly underground.

He awaits the day, thousands of years later, when the Heavenly Bird of Destiny and he will meet again in the Underworld.