Sky Curtain: My Great Qin must have an aircraft carrier!

"Boil the water..."

Ying Zheng pondered the words repeatedly, a thoughtful expression on his face.

The people of Qin mostly drank water from wells and springs, seeking coolness and quenching their thirst. Who would bother to boil it before drinking?

But Tianmu said to do it, since it wouldn't take much time anyway.

"By my decree, from now on all the water I drink must be boiled and cooled."

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he walked out of the palace, intending to get some fresh air.

After descending the steps a few steps, they saw Fusu standing under the eaves, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Ying Zheng glanced at him, then chuckled softly.

"There's no need for that. I still have a few years left, and now with Tianmu's guidance, I'll surely live a few more days than recorded in history."

Fusu bowed and said, "I am relieved that Father is safe and sound."

"But what does Father intend to do with those alchemists?"

Upon hearing the mention of alchemists, Ying Zheng's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, murderous intent.

"They were all put into prison vans and exiled to Lingnan."

Seeing Fusu's reluctant expression, Ying Zheng guessed that his son had relapsed into his old ways and snorted coldly.

"Those who plot against the monarch shall be executed according to the law. I have only exiled them to the south, which is already an act of leniency."

"If you truly plead for them, I can give them a quick death and have them all beheaded this afternoon."

"Your subject dares not."

Fusu didn't dare say anything more and watched Ying Zheng leave quickly.

Li Shimin stared at the gradually darkening sky and sighed softly.

The first thing that comes to mind is the phrase "the emperor who died from taking elixirs".

Even when he was still a general, Li Shimin was very familiar with Qin Shi Huang and often used the short life of the Qin Dynasty to warn his generals.

When Li Shimin later became emperor, he used Qin Shihuang as a negative example, constantly reminding himself to reduce taxes and levies and to encourage open communication.

But now...

"Does this mean that a ruler who lives a long life is necessarily senile?"

Li Shimin felt very distressed, realizing that he had become so muddle-headed in his later years.

Just as Li Shimin was sighing deeply, Wei Zheng came to Li Er with a memorial in his hand.

"Your Majesty need not worry about this. There are still more than ten years to go, enough time to nip problems in the bud."

Another ten years or so?

A vein throbbed on Li Shimin's forehead.

What do you mean there are still more than ten years? Does that mean I deserve to die young?!

Before Li Shimin could react, Wei Zheng turned and ran out of the palace gate, leaving behind only a dashing silhouette.

The officials looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling that Wei Zheng would be beheaded by Li Shimin sooner or later.

"That old scoundrel is getting more and more outrageous!"

Li Shimin gritted his teeth, almost ready to draw his sword and tear Wei Zheng to pieces.

He felt that no emperor, except himself, could tolerate that bastard Wei Zheng!

Despite the cursing and anger, the important business still needs to be done.

Li Shimin angrily opened the memorial, but before he could even read a few lines, he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

"His Majesty?"

Seeing that Li Shimin's expression was not right, Fang Xuanling tentatively called out to him.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that Li Shimin did not react, Changsun Wuji also shouted, fearing that the emperor might be angered by Wei Zheng and suffer a serious injury.

Li Shimin then came to his senses, his facial muscles twitching violently as if he were trying his best to suppress something.

Finally, unable to hold it in any longer, he burst into laughter.

"Haha, great! How come I didn't think of that?"

"These folk artisans have truly given me a tremendous surprise!"

Changsun Wuji hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Why is Your Majesty so cheerful? Could it be that there has been progress on the matter with the Imperial Workshops?"

Li Shimin deliberately kept everyone in suspense, and had the eunuch bring the item up.

A moment later, the eunuch came in carrying a glass bottle and placed it on the table.

The courtiers swarmed around him, exclamations of surprise rising from all sides.

"The imperial edict was only posted two months ago, and they've already produced it so quickly?"

"There are indeed experts among the common people. After all the trouble the Imperial Workshop has caused, they have only managed to make a few jars."

"However, the color is too greenish, and it's quite different from the glass bottles displayed on the ceiling."

"Having a production idea is enough; we can gradually try to improve it later."

Du Ruhui reached out and touched it, discovering a hard ridge in the middle of the bottle that encircled the entire bottle.

Even so, it was enough to shock everyone present.

Li Shimin's smile deepened as he picked up the glass bottle and twirled it in the candlelight, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"This is the idea of ​​folk artisans. The molten glass has a high fluidity, so they apply it to the mold and then press it together to form the shape."

"It's a method similar to that used for bronzeware, but no one had thought of doing it for glass before."

"The wisdom of the people should not be underestimated."

The courtiers suddenly realized the truth and repeatedly praised the hidden talents among the common people.

Previously, the director of the workshop tried to make glass out of iron, but he couldn't get it to take any shape no matter what he tried.

As a result, they changed their approach and easily made it using a mold.

"What about that craftsman? Has he been rewarded with a hundred taels of gold?" Changsun Wuji asked.

"The reward has been given, not a single coin less."

Li Shimin laughed heartily, "That country bumpkin Wei Zheng only came to report the good news to me after he had finished doing it. He's really despicable."

"Issue my decree: use glass bottles to test the canned goods again; results are imperative!"

After issuing several orders, Li Shimin looked up at the sky again and found that Lu Li had changed several videos.

What is that?

Li Shimin clearly saw that there was a title that read, "How Cement Was Made in Ancient Times."

When I talked about steam engines last time, someone mentioned this in the comments section.

Li Shimin took it to heart immediately and had the Ministry of Works make a special note of it. After waiting for so long, it finally appeared.

As a result, Lu Li just glided past it, glided past it!

Are you doing this on purpose, you little brat?!

Li Shimin wished he could disappear into the sky and hold Lu Li's hand down.

Is there any way to say something to these descendants?

Even a dream would be fine, just let him show us what we want to see!

Li Shimin looked worried and felt like he was being scratched by a cat.

Just as he was feeling extremely frustrated, a new title appeared on the sky.

Unofficial histories may not be factual, but they are definitely unconventional.

Unofficial history...?

Upon seeing these two words, countless emperors felt a chill run down their spines.

Even official histories must avoid mentioning the names of those in power; wouldn't unofficial histories dig up people's ancestral graves?

All dynasties fell silent, and countless people began to pray that the rumors would not fall on them.

Only in the Weiyang Palace of the Han Dynasty did a loud slamming sound come from the table.

"Haha! I love this!"

Liu Bang slapped his thigh, laughing so hard he almost fell over. "Bring more! This is exactly what I love to watch!"

I found it interesting when Tianmu brought up Zhu Chongba's "pig's paw" and "mango" before.

It's always better to see other people's misfortunes made than to have your own shortcomings exposed.

Not only Liu Bang, but people from all dynasties also became more enthusiastic.

What military and national affairs, what good strategies for governing the world, are too far removed from them.

But these palace secrets and celebrity gossip are the best accompaniment to drinks.

"Unofficial history is great! I love listening to that!"

"Whether it's true or not, even if it's a hoax, we should still try it."

Do you know why Xiang Yu committed suicide at the Wujiang River?

"Is that even a question?"

Liu Bang blurted out, "Isn't it just an ambush from all sides? Han Xin cornered him on the riverbank, leaving him with no way out."

The sky paused for a moment, and then the answer popped up.

The reason was that Liu Bang wanted his body.

"I'm Tom!!!"

Liu Bang slammed his fist on the food table, pointed at the sky, and cursed, "You, the Emperor, with wives, concubines, children, and a family, dare to spread rumors about me!"

Empress Lü sat behind the curtain in the rear hall, her laughter constantly emanating from her.

To see this old rogue so vulnerable is truly a once-in-a-century spectacle.

This unofficial history is truly explosive!

The people were already laughing heartily; some were squatting on the ground, pounding the ground, while others were laughing so hard they were wiping away tears.

"Hahaha, so Emperor Gaozu was lusting after Xiang Yu's body!"

"No wonder they insisted on dismembering the body; five people each getting a piece—isn't that just robbery?!"

Just as Liu Bang was jumping up and down cursing, the scene on the screen suddenly changed.

As is widely known, Guan Yu was renowned for his loyalty and righteousness, and lived a life of integrity, never harming the old or the young with his broadsword.

Upon seeing this, Liu Bei's face was filled with satisfaction and pride.

"My second brother is a man of great righteousness, and he never brandishes his weapon against the old or weak. This is the spirit of a benevolent man."

Zhang Fei echoed in a booming voice, "That's right, my second brother is the greatest hero in the world!"

The State of Wei.

Cao Cao looked at Guan Yu in the sky and couldn't help but admire him.

"Guan Yu was treated with great honors and riches by me, but he refused to accept a single penny, and instead set aside his official seal and gold to ride alone for a thousand miles."

"If it weren't for the fact that we each serve our own masters, I would truly like to bring them under my command."

Cao Cao meant what he said.

During the time Guan Yu served under him, his conduct and dealings with others were indeed impeccable.

Just then, the second half of the sentence slowly appeared on the screen.

Therefore, Guan Yu would always carry a small knife with him, specifically to stab the old and the young.

Guan Yu: …………