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

Yes, it's okay...

Upon hearing this, Li Si suddenly came to his senses. He was no longer the Prime Minister of Qin, Li Si, but merely a steward named "Li Si".

Desperately suppressing the turmoil within him, he slowly lowered his head, concealing his out-of-control expression, and said in a hoarse voice, "No...nothing. It's just that hearing that such a renowned prime minister has come to such an end...makes me feel a little sentimental."

"What's there to be sentimental about?" Zhao Huan scoffed. "He brought this upon himself. If he had had any backbone back then, hadn't colluded with Zhao Gao, and had chosen to stand with General Meng Tian and the others to support Prince Fusu, how could this have happened?"

Upon hearing his name called, Meng Tian unconsciously puffed out his chest and looked at Li Si with a smile.

Ying Zheng took in Li Si's reaction.

He did not offer any words of comfort to Li Si; as the Prime Minister of Qin, he was not so weak.

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became somewhat oppressive.

Fusu sat in the corner, still dazed about the "Lunyu" incident, but he had also heard the conversation just now.

Hearing that he should have ascended the throne but was instead framed by treacherous people, he felt a mix of emotions.

There is anger towards Zhao Gao and Li Si, as well as sorrow for one's own fate.

Looking at Li Si opposite him, the Legalist representative who was sharp-tongued in the court and could always refute the Confucian scholars into silence, he now looked like a defeated rooster, dejected and lost.

Suddenly, I realized that this long-time political enemy wasn't so hateful after all.

Just then, Zhao Huan's voice rang out again.

"However, although Li Si himself is not a very good person, his son is quite a man."

Hmm? Son?

Li Si suddenly raised his head, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw, and hurriedly asked.

"Young Master Huan...you mean...Li Si's son?"

"Yes," Zhao Huan nodded and said casually, "He had a son named Li You. During the chaos at the end of the Qin Dynasty, he was the governor of Sanchuan Commandery."

"That kid is a loyal subject."

Zhao Huan crossed his legs, took a sip of tea, and continued, "At that time, the world was in chaos, and various rebel kings were trying to win him over and make him surrender. But that kid was very stubborn and refused to surrender to anyone. He just held onto Sanchuan County and said that he wanted to be loyal to the Great Qin."

"In the end, it was besieged by the armies of Xiang Yu and Liu Bang, and its army was defeated and the city fell."

"After the city fell, he did not surrender. He led his personal guards in street fighting against the enemy, fighting from the south of the city to the north. He was covered in blood and finally died from exhaustion."

"Tsk tsk, what a man! Much better than his father."

After Zhao Huan finished speaking, he shook his head, looking regretful.

In his view, Li You's behavior was somewhat blind loyalty and out of touch with reality.

But to Li Si, these words were like heavenly music!

Fight to the last moment for Qin!

An overwhelming, indescribable emotion instantly overwhelmed Li Si. He died a humiliating and ignominious death.

He was cut in half and ridiculed by the world.

However, his son, his bloodline, won back all the dignity for him and for the Li family.

Li You proved with his life and blood that the Li family members were not spineless cowards who only knew how to scheme.

"Hahaha...hahahaha..."

Li Si suddenly burst into laughter, and as he laughed, tears began to stream down his face.

He would cry one minute and laugh the next; he didn't care how horribly he died.

As long as his son is good and the Li family's reputation is not ruined, he will die without regret.

Zhao Huan was bewildered by his alternating crying and laughing.

"Butler Li, what's wrong with you again? Have you gone mad?"

Fusu and Bai Qi also looked at Li Si as if he were a madman.

Only Ying Zheng looked calmly at Li Si, knowing that from this moment on, Li Si, the venomous snake he had repeatedly challenged, had truly won his heart and acknowledged Zhao Huan.

It took Li Si a long time to calm down. He wiped his face haphazardly with his sleeve, and then did something that surprised everyone.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, walked up to Zhao Huan, and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Young Master Huan, for clearing up my doubts."

Zhao Huan felt somewhat uncomfortable after he said that.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Don't be so polite." He waved his hand. "I was just saying it casually."

This is ridiculous. I said, Li Si, what are you getting so excited about? Is this the power of an idol?

Zhao Huan silently added a sentence in his mind.

Li Si straightened up and knelt down before Ying Zheng again.

He kowtowed three times heavily.

Each kowtow was incredibly solid, the forehead striking the ground with a dull thud.

Ying Zheng accepted the three bows without hesitation.

Understand the significance of these three prostrations.

This means that the Left Chancellor of the Great Qin has completely submitted, both physically and mentally.

"Get up," Ying Zheng said calmly.

"Thank you, my lord."

Li Si stood up and sat back down in his seat. He seemed to have all his strength drained away, but his mind was clearer than ever before.

After Li Si completely won over, Ying Zheng was also planning something else.

Li You.

He remembered that name.

A loyal minister who fought for the Qin Dynasty to the last man, and a general with even greater backbone than his father, Li Si.

Such a person must not be allowed to repeat the same mistakes and be buried in the dust of history.

His gaze shifted to Meng Tian beside him.

Meng Tian immediately understood.

It is known that this young man named "Li You" has already been targeted by His Majesty.

This kid's about to have some luck.

Ying Zheng thought to himself: "When I get back, I'll have Zhang Han investigate where Li You is currently serving. If he's a promising talent, I'll bring him to my side and put him in Meng Tian's army for some proper training."

He not only wanted Li You to live, but also wanted him to live a glorious life and become the pillar of the new generation of the Great Qin.

In this way, we can both win over Li Si and add another fierce general to the Qin Dynasty, achieving two goals at once.

Night was falling.

After finishing his meal, Ying Zheng glanced at the sky and stood up.

"It's getting late, we should head back."

Ying Zheng was burning with excitement and wished he could fly back to Xianyang immediately.

That magical curved plow, and that method of refining pure salt—either of these two things would be enough to elevate the Qin Dynasty's national strength to a new level.

Although the Qin Dynasty destroyed the six states and unified the world, its treasury was already empty due to years of war.

Right Chancellor Feng Quji and Chief Grain Officer Zheng Guo complained of poverty every day.

The method of refining salt must be promoted immediately.

"Dad, why are you leaving so late?"

Zhao Huan grabbed Ying Zheng's arm and said with a frown.

"It's pitch black outside, and it's not safe on the road. Besides, you're so old, why would you stay up all night traveling? Are you trying to kill yourself?"