My name is Ying Chengyu, a conservative from the Qin State.
He likes to enjoy life and has an excellent reputation outside. The princes all call him a virtuous man.
My brother's name is Ying Zheng, King of Qin, a radical.
Every day he shouted that he would not forget the great wish of his ancestors to unify the world, and frequently launched wars. The six countries called him a tyrant.
We always quarreled over political differences.
I blame him for being too conservative, and he blames me for being too radical.
Let’s just say after destroying the Six Kingdoms.
He said: The nobles moved to 120,000 households in Xianyang, gathered all the soldiers in Xianyang, sold Feng Dy, and cast them into twelve golden figures.
I said: Tianjie tramples all the bones of the ministers and kills them all. How can there be any good people in this family? What kind of weapons do you make of gold? No fight now? That’s okay! Future generations will expect you not to learn English!
You say, who is right?
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