Your Majesty, it's done!

What is an otaku's favorite?

If you ask Ying Zheng to answer, just two words - hand-made.

Before crossing over, he was a die-hard fan of figurines. He loved collecting and making. No matter what it was on the market, as long as he liked it, he would buy it no matter what. He had two houses just for figurines.

In ancient times, if there were no conditions, then create conditions!

Make figures for yourself every day.

In the decades since he became emperor, he has made countless life-sized terracotta warriors and horses, and the side of the coffin was fished out when he woke up after sleeping for thousands of years.

Although it's a joke, no one else is allowed to touch it!

Ying Zheng pushed open the coffin door in front of him, sat up with his upper body, and looked down at the group of people who were talking below.

They wore the same clothes, behaved intimately, and were clearly a gang.

Ying Zheng set his sights on the two people next to him. A tall man in black was carrying a handsome young man. The young man had a handsome appearance, and the most conspicuous thing was the serious dark circles under his eyes.

It was dishonest to be picked up, begging for mercy.

Struggling with both hands and feet, looking at his figure, his eyes glistened, almost drooling.

Everyone was taken aback by the sudden situation, and everyone froze in place. No one thought that before they called, the boss would get up by himself.

The leader saw the big man's gaze, followed his gaze, and it happened to be the brat in his hand, and then thought about what he did.

While the owner of the tomb was asleep, he secretly took things from others.

Immediately, his face turned black, and he slapped it on the brat's head in his hand like a watermelon.

The handsome young man immediately covered his head, calmed down immediately, and then was coldly swept away by the leader Ying Zheng, who immediately apologized in horror: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again next time."

The boss hates iron but not steel, but he doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of big shots, he just waits to go back and deal with him.

Turning his head, he had a flattering smile on his face.

Looking at the coffin on the high platform, the coffin is half-covered, the man's upper body is exposed, his bony hands are placed on the black coffin, the dark pupils are cold, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

"..." He took a deep breath, turned to bow his head respectfully to Ying Zheng and said, "Your Majesty, we belong to the space-time government and obey the orders of the magistrate of the underworld. Sorry, please forgive me."

He also gave a big salute, and that handsome young man also saluted respectfully.

"Judge?" Ying Zheng repeated this unfamiliar word.

He had been sleeping for too long, and the memory of his previous life had been dusty for a long time. After thinking for a while, he realized that it was the title of a certain position in the underworld, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Judge of Hell?Doubts flashed through Ying Zheng's mind, and then disappeared quickly. His face was expressionless, and he said in a firm tone, "Is this someone I know?"

"Yes, your lord judge said that you will definitely recognize him when you see this thing." The boss respectfully took out a long jade object from his arms and handed it to both hands.

The terracotta warrior who had been breathless by the wall suddenly opened his eyes. His consciousness was a little confused after a long sleep, and it took him a while to recover.

Once normal, he raised his head and looked at the coffin on the high platform.

Seeing Ying Zheng's exposed upper body, he immediately knelt down.

"Bring up the things." Ying Zheng stopped his movement, and signaled the terracotta warriors to bring up the things.

The terracotta warriors stood up immediately, took the jade from the leader's hand, started up to the high platform, and presented it to Ying Zheng.

This is a beautiful jade.

Suet white jade, the quality of the jade is very good, long strips, with smooth edges, slightly warm in the hands, Ying Zheng played with the jade he took from the terracotta warriors and horses, and he recognized what it was.

The wat board of the minister of Qin State.

Wat board.

The vouchers used by the ministers when they went to court are also tools used to meet the emperor. The material is jade, which shows that the minister's rank in the Qin Dynasty was not low when he was born.

It seems that an old acquaintance is doing well in the underworld after his death.

Ying Zheng understood the other party's kindness strangely, raised his eyebrows, and thought in his heart with some surprise.

What surprised him even more was that the other party still remembered that he was loyal to the emperor when he was in the mortal world.

"It's true." Ying Zheng touched the wat board, put it away, looked at the man in black who was talking below, and asked, "What's the matter with that judge?"

"You have worked so hard to come to my tomb, what is your purpose?"

"..." Thinking of his purpose, the boss was momentarily at a loss for words.

However, the man at the head was too imposing, and his legs softened just by his flirtatious glance. His heart froze, his eyes closed, he bowed his head and said, "We implore you to go to the Time and Space Government once."

There was a sudden silence in the mausoleum.

"Space-time government?"

"Yes, an organization dedicated to maintaining the safety of the world, we implore your help."

Ying Zheng leaned on the coffin and squinted at the man: "Do you want to die?"

Obviously, he saw that the identity of the visitor was not his own people.

As soon as the words fell, the terracotta warriors at the side immediately pointed murderously at the crowd.

The sleeping terracotta warriors and horses on both sides of the wall also began to emit slight vibrations. They felt that their loyal monarch was full of anger, and they were already unwilling to sleep.

When the emperor was angry, he buried a million corpses.

The passage in the mausoleum is very long, and there are standing terracotta warriors and horses on both sides of the wall. It seems that there are a lot of them. Such a large number of terracotta warriors and horses make a sound, and the momentum is very large.

The boss is in distress, he has long known that this scene will happen.

It was obviously a decision made by everyone, but in the end, he was the one who came over. Judging by this person's anger, I am afraid that the group of them will die suddenly on the spot.

Thinking of this, his face became even more bitter.

Wang Yue, who had never made a sound, stood up and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, we have absolutely no malice, and everything depends on your wishes."

"Your ancestors were from Qin?" Ying Zheng asked lightly.

He said it was a question, but his words were full of affirmation.

The man named Wang Yue is tall, and his face also has the more profound characteristics of the old Qin people. It can be seen that his hand joints are relatively large, which is also an important basis for judging the old Qin people.

Hear Ying Zheng's words.

Wang Yue made a very familiar salute: "Son Meng, join your majesty!"

The salute he gave was weird, similar to the awkwardness of a general wearing armor, and he always carried the atmosphere of a military camp.

This kind of etiquette is what Ying Zheng is most familiar with.

This is the way the generals of the old Qin saluted. It was inconvenient to salute while wearing armor, but they never forgot to salute.

If there is anything Ying Zheng misses after his death.

It may be this group of old Qin people who accompanied Qin through life and death.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

When he looked down again, his face softened even more.

"What's your name?"

"My minister's name is Wang Yue. Because of the disappearance of the Qin State, the Meng family became incognito and changed their surname to Wang."

"Wang Yue?" Ying Zheng's eyes fell on Wang Yue who was speaking, and he was not angry when he heard the latter's face said that Qin had disappeared. He, a person who should have disappeared, is not qualified to speak. On the contrary, he admires the courage of the other party.

It made him see the shadows of the old Qin people who fought wholeheartedly on the battlefield back then.

Thinking about it this way, the murderous intent in Ying Zheng's heart stopped a little, and he asked, "You said you came to see me for something, but I don't know what it is."

"It's what the Judge wants." Wang Yue took a step forward, his tone so low that the people next to him could barely hear him.

"Oh?"

Wang Yue moved his hand lightly, and the invisible soundproof enchantment covered the two people: "Your Majesty has been asleep for a thousand years, and the consciousness of the main world is already restless when he wakes up again. The judge is worried about you and let his subordinates come over. The space-time government belongs to the subsidiary small world. The minister is at the top of it."

In a short moment, after speaking, he put it away again, as if nothing happened.

Then he said in a normal voice: "Your Majesty should have discovered it too. The tomb has been scattered now, and several fragments have disappeared. The terracotta warriors in your hand should have opened their eyes when you woke up."

"..." Ying Zheng watched Wang Yue's performance firmly, and suddenly he chuckled.

"So, do you have the whereabouts of the fragments of my tomb?"

Wang Yue put on a wry smile, and said helplessly, "We came here precisely because of this matter."

"Because of your blood, you are stronger than ordinary people, and you became a god after death. The will of all living beings has been surrounded by you. The fragments of the mausoleum stuck to your breath and fell into the hands of a sword that fell into Honmaru in our hands. Our time and space Government staff can’t control each other at all.”

"If you attack by force, you won't be able to break through the defense of the mausoleum fragments."

Ying Zheng's face was pale, and he couldn't see the depth, and he neither agreed nor refused.

"You will be bored if you stay in one place for a long time, don't you want to watch the entertainment in your previous life?" Seeing that his words had no effect, Wang Yue changed the subject and brought up a proposal that Ying Zheng couldn't refuse.

Once again to reiterate.

Yingzheng, the first emperor of China, has made great achievements and is also a time traveler. Before the time travel, he was an otaku with a high IQ.

Otaku,

Especially nerds who haven't touched their favorite things for thousands of years.

Ying Zheng looked over with a half-smile: "It seems that you know me very well?"

"The minister is to share the worries of His Majesty."

"If Your Majesty comes over, we will bring over the collections from your previous life. We will bring as much as you want, and try our best to meet your needs, so as to ensure that you have a happy life as a god judge."

"…………make a deal!"

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