Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

(No romantic pairing, strong female lead, a comprehensive overview of the universe, Qin Shi Huang, ensemble cast, political intrigue, infrastructure development, farming, world conquest.)

(No romance, only friendship and the bond between ruler and subject; heavily female-centric.)

(This article contains personal interpretations; please do not take it too seriously.)

One second I was lying in a hospital bed, and now I'm in a carriage...?

"What's going on?"

Just as Song Ye felt a sense of surprise and doubt, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding~ The Salvation and Peace System has been successfully bound. Host Song Ye, merit evaluation in progress...]

Song Ye: "?"

[Evaluation complete!]

"......What?"

Song subconsciously patted his ears, thinking he was hallucinating.

[System energy is low. This is a brief explanation; please take note.]

Song quickly shut his mouth.

Suddenly I remembered that before I died, I seemed to hear someone muttering something about accumulating merit, saving people, and becoming an immortal.

I was very ill at the time, and I just thought it was hallucinations and didn't take it seriously at all.

So it's actually true?

[The host has been reincarnated into a new world, assuming a new identity, and is required to complete tasks to bring peace and prosperity to the people. The language and script of this world have been automatically adapted, and communication is seamless.]

[For every 10% increase in mission progress, the system will randomly distribute auxiliary items.]

Current task progress: 0%.

As soon as he finished speaking, a semi-transparent panel suddenly appeared.

She reached out to touch it, and her fingers went right through her.

You can see it, but you can't touch it.

[It is recommended that the host immediately proceed to assume the post of Magistrate of Pei County.]

Before he could finish speaking, the system's sound suddenly weakened.

[Insufficient energy... about to hibernate... Please complete the mission as soon as possible.]

"Hey, wait a minute!" Song called out several times, but there was still no sound in his head. It seemed that the system had really stopped working.

The carriage continued its slow, swaying journey.

Song sat for a while before slowly coming back to his senses, thinking: I've already died once, what else is there to be afraid of?

Pei County?

The name sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I've heard it before.

I used to travel to many remote counties to carry out poverty alleviation work; I guess it was just a coincidence that we had the same name.

The task assigned by the system, to put it simply, is to lead the people to a better and better life.

Poverty alleviation? She's an expert at that!

I've lived in the most remote and poorest mountain valleys, so this little difficulty is nothing!

Thinking of his past life, Song took a deep breath, lifted the carriage curtain and looked out. Under his feet was a dirt road, with fields on both sides. In the distance, there were a few scattered houses with mud walls and thatched roofs, looking particularly simple.

The sky and earth were shrouded in a gray haze, and the environment looked not much different from the impoverished places I had lived in before, or even more difficult.

Seeing that Song had lifted the carriage curtain, the driver quickly turned around and replied with a smile, "Sir, if we travel for another day, we'll arrive in Pei County tomorrow."

Song had just nodded and hadn't even had a chance to speak when the carriage suddenly lurched violently, as if it had run over something, and the carriage veered sharply to one side.

"What happened?"

The coachman was also startled and immediately reined in his horse and jumped off the carriage to check.

He had just reached the front of the car when he exclaimed in surprise, "Sir, there's someone lying on the road!"

Song also lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. He went around to the front and saw that there was indeed a person lying across the middle of the road.

The other person was wearing gray cloth clothes, with long hair falling to the ground, and most of their face was covered.

He was stuck between two ruts, and the wheel had just passed by him, almost running over his leg.

The driver crouched down, checked his breathing, and turned to say, "He's still breathing."

In this desolate wilderness, far from any village or shop, a grown man lying stiffly in the middle of the road was truly bizarre.

"Could it be that they're deliberately blocking the road to extort money?" the driver wondered, scratching his head.

Song didn't respond. He squatted down and brushed aside the other person's disheveled hair. The moment he saw the face clearly, he was stunned.

The man had well-defined eyebrows and eyes, and a sharp, strong profile. Even though his face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he looked extremely weak, his appearance was still quite outstanding.

"Sir, what should we do?" the driver asked. "Should we just take a detour?"

Song hesitated, knowing that one shouldn't pick up men's items from the roadside.

But then I thought, this place is deserted, what if the other party is really in trouble?

"Give me a hand and help lift him into the car."

The driver looked surprised: "Ah? Put him in the carriage? Sir, this is a complete stranger!"

"Don't put it in the car." Song waved his hand. "Put it in the luggage compartment at the back. Isn't there a wooden plank there?"

Although the driver felt it was inappropriate, he dared not say anything more.

So, the two of them, one lifting the arm and the other the leg, started to move the person.

"He doesn't look strong, so why is he so heavy?" Song Ye muttered under his breath.

With their combined efforts, the two finally managed to move the person onto the wooden plank at the back of the vehicle.

With a loud thud, the other person's head slammed heavily against the wooden board. Song's eyes twitched, but he ultimately didn't interfere further.

"Tie it up with a rope, so it doesn't roll off halfway."

The driver found a hemp rope in the pile of luggage, tied it around the man's waist twice, and then found an old piece of clothing to put under his head.

After tidying up, Song dusted off his hands and sat down in the carriage.

Let's keep going.

The driver climbed onto the carriage and whipped the horse to urge it on.

The carriage moved forward slowly again, and the people at the back of the carriage swayed and bounced with the carriage.

"..."

At the same time, inside Xianyang Palace.

Beneath the main hall, a dense mass of civil and military officials knelt.

Today's court assembly is extraordinary. From the prime minister and the censor-in-chief to the imperial relatives and officials of the outer court, not a single civil or military official is absent.

Even the old ministers who usually feigned illness to avoid court were now standing tall, leaning on their canes.

All because of one piece of news: the world has been unified.

Three days ago, news of victory reached Xianyang: King Jian of Qi opened the city gates and surrendered, marking the end of the Qi state.

The six states of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi were all pacified.

King Ying Zheng of Qin sat upright on his throne, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

Everyone in the hall lowered their heads and looked down, none daring to meet his gaze. Yet, they could all clearly sense that the thirty-eight-year-old King of Qin's state of mind was completely different from what it used to be.

The man's gaze passed over the palace gates and the layers of steps, looking towards the southern horizon.

The banners of six kingdoms once fluttered there, but now they are long gone.

He ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, and twenty-five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

For twenty-five years, there was no end to the wars, and rebellions and assassinations occurred one after another.

He quelled the rebellion of Cheng Jiao, eliminated the rebel party of Lao Ai, and took back the power from Lü Buwei. He also escaped death several times. Neither Jing Ke nor Gao Jianli could shake him in the slightest.

Now, the six kingdoms no longer exist.

"Prime Minister," Ying Zheng said in a deep voice.

Wang Wan immediately stepped forward and prostrated herself in respect.

"Draft an imperial edict."

The hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; everyone instinctively held their breath.

Ying Zheng spoke calmly, yet each word carried the weight of metal and stone: "I have pacified the six kingdoms and unified the four seas, my achievements far surpassing those of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. The title of King is no longer sufficient to reflect my accomplishments."

He paused briefly, then said, "From this day forward, the title of King shall be abolished, and the title of Emperor shall be adopted."

"I am the First Emperor, and the throne will be passed down to future generations, the Second Emperor, the Third Emperor, and so on, for thousands of years to come, without end."

After he finished speaking, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

Ying Zheng continued to issue decrees, and one measure after another was implemented with resounding force: "From this day forward, the written language, cart tracks, and weights and measures shall be standardized. The entire realm shall be unified in writing, cart tracks, and regulations."

The moment the words were spoken, the assembled officials in the hall were filled with alarm.

But no one dared to voice their opposition.

Because the person before him was no longer the Qin King he could maneuver with, but the supreme Qin Shi Huang, the First Emperor.

All the civil and military officials bowed in unison, shouting in unison, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"