Qin Shi Huang had already been back in Xianyang for some time.
All sorts of palaces were now being built in full swing; construction continued even though it was the twelfth lunar month.
It was not just the palaces being built. The Great Wall was also under construction, as were many other things. Moreover, the northern Xiongnu were stirring restlessly, and Qin Shi Huang had to divide his attention to arrange for conscripts to guard the borderlands.
Corvée labor was harsh, but in the early days of this rising dynasty, it was necessary—or at least, Qin Shi Huang firmly believed so.
He had just finished the morning court session and was planning to return to his chambers to review memorials.
"Hmm?"
All of a sudden, he felt something blocking the sunlight above his head.
Looking up, he found it was a bird.
"What kind of bird is that?" Qin Shi Huang asked a young eunuch beside him.
"Your Majesty, this servant does not know." The young eunuch looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen, and he answered tremblingly.
Qin Shi Huang silently glanced at the young eunuch, making the hairs on his body stand on end.
"B-but this bird must be quite delicious. Why not let this servant shoot it down for Your Majesty?" In his panic, the young eunuch thought of a way out and wished he could bow his head all the way to the ground.
As the saying went, serving a ruler was like serving a tiger. And this founding emperor, who had unified the realm and fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, was even more terrifying than a fierce tiger. The young eunuch did not dare let down his guard in the slightest.
Qin Shi Huang sighed and