"Furthermore..."
Shang Yang continued, "The Great King is the first emperor of our human race. The beginning of all things is regarded as the origin, so the Great King should take the title of First Emperor to command the world!"
As soon as these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials in the hall were shocked by these three words.
Murmuring in their hearts and on their lips, the more they read, the more they felt an unrivaled, majestic momentum that swallowed mountains and rivers!
"Well said, the title proposed by Prime Minister Shang completely matches the Great King's identity and aura."
"As expected of a scholar, this brain really works well."
"First Emperor, First Emperor of Qin, hahaha, the first emperor of our human race, comes from our Great Qin!"
Wang Jian was unconvinced and curled his lips, "Old Thief Shang, taking the two characters of the name I came up with is outright theft."
Just like that, Ying Zheng's title was determined.
The Prince of Qin was already a thing of the past, and stepping onto the stage next was the emperor through the ages who spanned heaven and earth-the First Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng!
A few days later, important members of Great Qin gathered at Mount Tai Peak.
Across the Nine Provinces of the world, countless commoners also peered longingly in the direction of Mount Tai.
Fengshan.
An old tradition.
It had been passed down since the time of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Any Human Sovereign was qualified to come to Mount Tai for Fengshan.
Yet there was also an invisible rule.
That was... Mediocre ones could not come, incompetent ones could not come, and incompetent rulers even less so!
Since the Xia Dynasty, successive Human Sovereigns had all silently abided