Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

Li Si and Meng Yi changed into ordinary clothes as stewards and guards of a wealthy family, and followed behind Ying Zheng and Meng Tian, ​​who had also changed into plain clothes, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions.

Ever since Wang Jian regained his youthful appearance in the imperial court today, and His Majesty brought out the miraculous potato that yields 3,000 catties per mu, the atmosphere in Xianyang has changed completely.

His Majesty's reprimand of Li Si about the "future story" still makes Li Si break out in a cold sweat whenever he thinks about it.

Now, His Majesty is actually going to personally lead them to see the "reclusive sage" who offered the divine objects and elixirs. What an honor this is!

As the carriage traveled along the official road, Meng Yi, being young, couldn't suppress his curiosity and leaned close to his elder brother, Meng Tian, ​​asking, "Brother, who exactly are we going to see? Why is His Majesty so solemn?"

Meng Tian kept his eyes straight ahead, his tone serious: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. When we arrive, you can only see what His Majesty tells you to see; you can only listen to what His Majesty tells you to listen to. Don't say a single unnecessary word, and don't make a single unnecessary movement. Remember, our current identities are merely Boss Zhao's guards."

Meng Yi felt a chill run down his spine and quickly shut his mouth, but he became even more curious about that "expert".

Li Si sat quietly on the other side, eyes downcast, seemingly lost in thought, like a meditating monk. But his slightly trembling sleeves betrayed his inner turmoil.

A forged imperial edict was issued, ordering Fusu to commit suicide, beheading him in the marketplace, and exterminating his entire clan...

His Majesty's every word filled him with dread. He now felt nothing but endless awe and fear towards the sage who could "foresee the future."

The carriage did not stop when it reached Lantian County, but instead turned onto a country road.

When the carriage stopped at the entrance of Zhao Family Village, Li Si and Meng Yi were both stunned by the sight before them.

The houses, built with blue bricks and tiles, are neatly arranged, and the village roads are wide and clean. In the fields, tall crops are thriving.

More importantly, the villagers who came and went were all full of energy, their faces radiating a sense of inner contentment and peace.

Is this...is this really a village in the Qin Dynasty?

As the Prime Minister of Qin, Li Si traveled through many counties and prefectures of Qin in recent years in order to promote the prefecture-county system and standardize weights and measures.

Everywhere I looked, the people were pale and listless. I had never seen such a vibrant village before!

Meng Yi's eyes widened in astonishment. As the commander of the palace guards, he was accustomed to the prosperity of Xianyang, but beneath that prosperity lay countless struggles for survival. This place, however, seemed like a paradise.

"Let's go," Ying Zheng interrupted them.

The four of them got off the carriage and walked into the village on foot.

Li Si and Meng Yi followed behind, feeling as if they were dreaming. Every place here was overturning their understanding of the Qin countryside.

This is beyond just being wealthy; it's practically a miracle.

If the entire Qin Dynasty were to become like this, what a glorious era it would be!

Li Si's heart pounded. He seemed to understand why His Majesty valued that "master" so much.

Just then, a rich and peculiar fragrance wafted out from a courtyard not far away.

The aroma was incredibly strong, both numbing and spicy, with a rich meaty fragrance. Just one whiff was enough to make your mouth water.

Ying Zheng stopped at the entrance of the courtyard, a smile appearing on his face.

"This is it."

Meng Tian stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard gate.

Inside the courtyard, Zhao Huan, shirtless, was vigorously stirring something in a large pot with a large iron shovel.

The pot contained bright red chilies, large chunks of butter, and various spices.

"That cheapskate dad of mine is really something, just leaving like that, who knows when he'll be back. It's getting colder and colder, how are we going to get through the winter without a hot pot meal?"

Zhao Huan muttered to himself as he stir-fried the food.

"When he comes back, we must make him bring more people with him. He's farming and inventing things, one person really can't handle it all."

"Knock knock knock".

A knock came at the door.

"Who is it?" Zhao Huan answered casually, put down the shovel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked over and opened the courtyard gate.

Outside the door stood Zhao Zheng, the "father" he had just mentioned, followed by Lao Meng and two other strangers who looked somewhat reserved.

"Father, you're finally back!" Zhao Huan's face instantly lit up with a smile. He grabbed Ying Zheng's arm and enthusiastically pulled him into the courtyard. "I thought you didn't want me as your son anymore and had found someone else outside!"

Ying Zheng's lips twitched at his words, while Li Si and Meng Yi behind him were terrified and almost knelt down on the spot.

This kid... he's got some nerve! How dare he speak to His Majesty like that?

However, Ying Zheng simply smiled and let Zhao Huan pull him into the courtyard, saying gently, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your father is back now. I took care of some business outside and brought you two helpers."

"Help?" Zhao Huan's eyes lit up, and his gaze immediately fell on Li Si and Meng Yi, who were following behind Ying Zheng. He looked the two up and down.

A man who looked to be around fifty years old, dressed in a well-fitting butler's uniform, tried his best to be respectful, but the air of someone who had long held a high position between his brows could not be concealed.

The other was younger, tall, and stood ramrod straight. He was dressed as a guard and his eyes were full of curiosity and vigilance.

"Father, who are these two?" Zhao Huan asked.

Ying Zheng pointed to Li Si and introduced him, "This is Steward Li. From now on, you can entrust him with the household accounts, personnel allocation, and other trivial matters. My father has a large business outside, and he has been with me for many years. He is a reliable person."

Then, he pointed to Meng Yi: "This is Meng Er, Old Meng's younger brother. He's quite skilled. From now on, he'll work with Old Meng to be in charge of our family's security."

Upon hearing their new names and identities, Li Si and Meng Yi felt a mix of emotions, but they immediately bowed in respect.

"This humble man, Li Si, greets Young Master Huan." Li Si changed his name and adopted an extremely humble posture.

"Meng Er greets Young Master Huan." Meng Yi, mimicking his elder brother, clasped his hands in greeting, his voice somewhat stiff.

Zhao Huan waved his hand casually: "Don't be so polite, we're all family from now on. My name is Zhao Huan, you can call me Xiao Huan, just like my father."

My goodness, this cheapskate dad is something else! He's only been gone a few days and he's already found me a shrewd-looking butler and a bodyguard who looks like he can fight. This "rebellion" team is getting more and more professional.

Zhao Huan was delighted and warmly invited the group to sit down, pouring them some cooled tea.

Ying Zheng looked at the large pot in the courtyard that was still emitting a fragrant aroma and asked curiously, "Huan'er, what are you making? The aroma is quite peculiar."

"Oh, this? I'm making hot pot broth," Zhao Huan explained. "It's cold, this is the most comforting thing to eat. I'll let you try some later. Dad, have you taken care of everything outside since you came back?"

"That's about enough." Ying Zheng nodded, deciding to get down to business. He pretended to look troubled and sighed.

"Father, what's wrong? You look so worried." Zhao Huan noticed it keenly.

Ying Zheng composed himself for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Huan'er, I've come back this time because I want to ask you for your opinion on something."

He paused, glanced at Li Si and Meng Tian, ​​and continued, "As you know, I, like His Majesty the First Emperor, believed the nonsense of those alchemists and took some of the pills they concocted. After listening to you last time, I went back and followed your method, catching some chickens and rabbits to test the medicine."

Ying-Zhao-Zheng-Zheng's face showed lingering fear and anger: "As a result, those beasts ate the pills, and not long after, they vomited black blood, convulsed, and died! It was exactly like being poisoned! Only then did I realize that what I had been taking for so many years was actually a deadly poison!"

"In a fit of anger, I arrested all the alchemists who concocted the elixirs for me." Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Huan and asked, "Father is now worried about how to deal with them. To be honest, these damned swindlers almost took my life; killing them all wouldn't be enough to quell my anger. Huan'er, what do you think we should do with them?"

Li Simeng and Meng Yi, who were standing nearby, immediately perked up their ears and held their breath.

They knew this was a test from His Majesty. Prince Fusu pleaded for the alchemist, but was severely reprimanded and whipped by His Majesty.

Now, His Majesty has asked the same question again, and they are eager to know what answer this mysterious "Young Master Huan" will give.