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

Zhao Huan raised his eyebrows smugly: "That's right. My teacher said that an excellent rebel leader must first be a good cook. Only in this way can he win people's hearts and make the brothers so that they are full and don't miss home."

"puff……"

Fusu had just taken a bite of rice when he heard this and almost spat it out again.

Rebel leader... and good cook... what on earth is this?!

Thinking of Zhao Huan's words, she silently lowered her head, deciding that she shouldn't listen to him while eating.

Ying Zheng laughed heartily, thinking that although Zhao Huan's words were rough, the reasoning behind them was sound.

"Well said! Food is the most important thing for people."

Li Si chimed in, "Young Master Huan is absolutely right. An army cannot move until its supplies are ready. Only those who can win people's hearts and stomachs can achieve great things."

He's finding Zhao Huan increasingly pleasing to the eye, feeling that this young man is practically his lucky star. Not only has he helped him see the future clearly, but he's also provided so many "weapons" for dealing with Confucian scholars.

The meal was finished in a fairly harmonious atmosphere.

Of course, we should ignore Fusu, who kept his head down and ate the whole time without saying a word.

After the meal, the group sat around in the courtyard drinking tea to aid digestion.

As night fell, several oil lamps were lit in the courtyard, their dim light casting long shadows on everyone.

The aroma of dinner had not yet faded when the fragrance of freshly brewed tea began to fill the air.

Ying Zheng picked up the earthenware bowl, took a small sip of tea, and gazed intently at the flickering flames.

He liked this feeling very much. There were no formalities of the Xianyang Palace, no backstabbing in the court, only family members sitting leisurely, the lamplight warm and inviting.

Although, this combination of "home" is a bit strange.

A "disciple of an immortal" who is determined to rebel, a son who has been tricked and crippled, a god of war with a restrained killing intent throughout the ages, a cunning prime minister, and a loyal general.

Ying Zheng's gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on Zhao Huan.

Every time he spends time with this adopted son, he always gets unexpected surprises and inspiration.

Whether it was those divine objects or those shocking statements, they all refreshed his understanding of the world time and time again.

"Huan'er," Ying Zheng said slowly, putting down his teacup.

"Hey, Father, what's up?" Zhao Huan was picking his teeth, looking quite relaxed.

"Besides teaching you 'language,' did your teacher talk to you about anything related to the future?"

Ying Zheng has come again.

Zhao Huan muttered to himself. His adoptive father seemed to have an unusual obsession with "spoilers."

But it's good that I'm giving him more information so he can prepare early. Otherwise, if his dream of becoming a carefree prince is shattered, it might be ruined.

"The future..." Zhao Huan said, feigning thought, "There's so much to say. Which aspect would you like to hear about, Father?"

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "Let me tell you about the future of the world after my Qin Dynasty."

As soon as the question was raised, Li Si, Meng Tian, ​​and Bai Qi all perked up their ears.

Li Si, in particular, tightened his grip on the teacup, his eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Last time, Ying Zheng terrified him with a story about a "future prime minister." He was eager to know the details of that story.

Zhao Huan thought for a moment and said, "After Qin, there was Han. A guy named Liu Bang became emperor."

"Liu Bang?" Ying Zheng repeated the name, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Yes, that's him." Zhao Huan nodded. "This guy was originally a petty hoodlum, the head of the Sishui Pavilion in Pei County, who idled away his days, indulging in eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring. But then his luck changed, and he actually gained control of the country."

"He had several outstanding figures under his command, such as Zhang Liang, who was good at strategizing, Han Xin, who was good at leading troops, and Xiao He, who was in charge of logistics. These three men were known as the 'Three Heroes of the Early Han Dynasty,' and they helped Liu Bang conquer the country."

Ying Zheng silently memorized these names: Liu Bang, Zhang Liang, Han Xin, and Xiao He.

He decided that once he returned, he would have the Black Ice Guard thoroughly investigate these people. Now that he knew their names, he couldn't let them have any more chances to rise to prominence. Either recruit them for his own use, or... make them disappear beforehand.

Li Si listened from the side, his heart also filled with turmoil.

He knew that the fall of the Qin Dynasty would inevitably be accompanied by countless bloodshed and power struggles. As the Prime Minister of Qin, he was at the center of the vortex, and the fate of his family was unlikely to be good.

Looking at Zhao Huan, he feigned curiosity and asked, "Young Master Huan, I have quite a bit of...admiration for that Prime Minister Li Si. Perhaps...would you be willing to tell me more about him?"

He adopted a very humble attitude, using the self-deprecating term "this humble one," as if he were just an ordinary butler interested in historical figures.

Ying Zheng glanced at him but didn't say anything, which was taken as tacit approval.

Zhao Huan glanced at Li Si sideways, finding it somewhat amusing.

This steward Li is quite interesting; he actually admires Li Si.

Although Li Si was the greatest synthesizer of Legalism and the prime minister of Qin, he was a typical sophisticated egoist. What is there to admire about him?

However, since he asked, I'll tell him.

"Li Si! This guy is talented, otherwise he wouldn't have become prime minister. He helped the First Emperor unify the written language and the system of weights and measures, which can be considered as doing a lot of practical work."

Hearing this, Li Si felt a little better.

It seems that later generations did not have all negative opinions of him.

"However," Zhao Huan changed the subject, "this guy's character isn't very good. He'll stop at nothing to climb the ladder. His fellow disciple, Han Fei, was killed by him."

Li Si's pupils suddenly contracted.

This incident is a pain that will forever remain in his heart, and it is also the dark side that he least wants to be mentioned.

Surprisingly, even this was recorded by later generations.

"Later, when the First Emperor died, in order to preserve his wealth and status, he chose to collude with Zhao Gao. In the end, his cleverness backfired."

Zhao Huan shook his head, sighed, and said, "In the end, Zhao Gao falsely accused him of treason and sentenced him to be cut in half at the waist. In the bustling marketplace of Xianyang, in front of all the people, he was cut in two at the waist. The scene was... well, let's just say it was quite a sight..."

"It is said that before he died, he said to his son, 'I wish to take you and your yellow dog out of the east gate of Shangcai to chase rabbits again, but it is impossible now!'"

Zhao Huan described the scene vividly, completely unaware that Li Si opposite him had turned deathly pale, his face devoid of any color.

Cut in half at the waist in the marketplace...

Leading a yellow dog, chasing a cunning rabbit...

Li Si seemed to see the bloody scene, feel the excruciating pain of his body being severed, and hear his own desperate wail before death.

Do not!

Li Si's heart was screaming wildly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared intently at Zhao Huan.

I do not want this ending! I, Li Si, assisted Your Majesty in unifying the world, establishing laws, and achieving great feats for all time. How could I end up like this?

He was still harmed by that eunuch Zhao Gao.

That eunuch who only knew how to fawn over His Majesty and flatter him.

Zhao Huan was startled by his sudden, frightening gaze.

"Hey, Butler Li, why are you looking at me like that?" Zhao Huan frowned. "I was just telling a story, why are you reacting so strongly? You have nothing to do with that Li Si."