It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 395 He Came from the Republic of China (5OOO+)

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"Mr. Sun Yat-sen..." She took a step forward, and the traces of regular script on the wooden door became clearer.

"Who is he?" Li Xian asked.

She turned her head and looked into those deep black eyes.

How should I tell Li Xian this name?

Sun Yat-sen.

He was the first to raise the banner of thorough anti-imperialism and anti-feudalism, "establishing a republic and ending two thousand years of feudal monarchy."

He was the real opponent of the Qin Dynasty system.

But... in a way...

"He is a man very similar to my father and your father." She smiled slightly, "They all hope to rebuild a new order on the ruins of the old one."

Xu Zhi sighed again, "It's a pity that Mr. Sun Yat-sen didn't live to see China's rejuvenation. He died of illness when China was devastated."

"Behind him..."

As soon as these three words came out, Li Xian stopped immediately. He didn't want to ask like this, because he was afraid that she would think too much, but at this point...

What happened after Ying Zheng's death was a terrible and bizarre collapse.

He knew she knew it.

Xu Zhi looked at him and replied, "After Dr. Sun Yat-sen's death, there was no immediate light. What followed was endless fighting and ten years of turmoil. After that, it was even more..."

She was somewhat unable to express herself; she could not tell people who lived two thousand years ago about the horrors of modern history.

That is the pain that is ingrained in the bones of every Chinese.

For Li Xian, he probably could not immediately understand why later generations were bullied to such an extent by the people of a deserted island that cannot even be called a country today.

Too many complex factors are entangled.

It was even more confusing than the mechanical wood that was clacking around.

"Now is not the time to talk about this."

Xu Zhi raised his head, and he saw some white smoke burned by leisurely memories in the reflection of her pupils.

Li Xian understood this faint gray mist.

Xu Zhi only fell into sadness when she talked about similar topics. She also said that they had suffered a severe blow that almost destroyed civilization.

That kind of sadness lingered in Mo Qi's eyes from beginning to end.

What exactly happened in that distant future?

Why do Mo Qi and Xu Zhi give him completely different feelings?
Although Li Xian wanted to know why, he didn't want to embarrass her. "If you have any unspeakable secrets, you don't have to tell me. I have no right to be in charge of future affairs..."

Her brows sank, and she suddenly became serious: "You are qualified to know."

"minister,"

She looked at him seriously. "Although there has been a long time between us, if you want to listen, I can tell you in detail."

The light penetrated his hair, casting shadows of the torches, and some orange torches were reflected in Li Xian's eyes.

He tried to clear away the haze and continued, "So, ending the chaotic times is the result of the tireless efforts of successive emperors and ministers, and it is truly an unprecedented achievement. I am fortunate to have witnessed the unification of China. I have no regrets about this matter."

"It's good that you think so."

"That alone is not good enough."

After saying that, his deep gaze stayed on her face for a second, then moved to the door.

Li Xian pointed to the sentence [The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard].

"Now it seems that the princess and I are still writing these words. The unification of the world is imminent, and everything will begin here, and will intensify."

"Yes." "The road ahead is long and will take several years of hard work."

After being severely injured by external forces, will her physical condition be the same as last time?
Poor heart. She is really a very stubborn person.

"If the princess is tired and wants to stop, I can do it for you."

"Li Xian." She called him in time and smiled at him, "I chose this path myself, so there is no such thing as someone doing it for me. And without me, many things would not be able to proceed at all."

She was not bragging when she said this. Although her identity as a princess was dangerous, it did bring her many conveniences.

It is not good to hold such positions for a long time. They are not favored by the officials and are not valued by the emperor. They need to keep an eye on the officials to see if they make mistakes and be cautious. The accumulation of years and months has cultivated Li Xian's insight.

Once you become sensitive, it is very easy to hurt others and yourself.

"The princess has done a lot of things to get herself into trouble."

"Maybe, during the time when Chu was destroyed, I did have a miserable life." Xu Zhi said in a teasing tone.

Before Hongshi took his life, he finally showed generosity. He planned Fuchu's death and asked Chen Ping to send Zhang Liang to her.

He was willing to give up halfway, but still failed to get her a satisfactory marriage.

Many scratches covered Sun Wen's words. "Mr. Mo also had such a lofty ambition. Perhaps it was too difficult, so he stopped here. Let these scratches cover it up and wear it away."

Having said that, the wooden door finally opened slowly under the rotation of numerous chains and mechanisms.

It was pitch black inside.

It took a lot of courage for her to get here.

Both her psychological and physiological aspects reminded her that it was definitely not what Mo Qi wanted to abandon the world and come to this point.

Xu Zhi was silent for a while. Then, with a ding-bell sound, she left the palace. The jade pendant tied around her waist accidentally hit a stone dog next to the wooden door. This jade pendant was given to her by Fusu from the State of Chu when she first came to Qin. It had played the role of a magical artifact and had saved Tao Yao.

Although it has little effect now, it is just like a whisper. I want to see the west exit of Hangu Pass, the flickering palace candles, the early spring snow and the yellow sand filling the sky.

She took a deep breath and recalled the past.

Behind the door, there is both the unknown and the known.

She couldn't bear to abandon the people she cherished into the darkness, and she couldn't bear to destroy others for her own selfishness.

No matter the past or the future, no matter despair or new life, she must muster up the courage to take this step.

She raised her eyes, smiled and said, "The sun will still rise as usual. The road still needs to go on."

Inside the wooden door, the lights were on.

It was bright, but without heat, not from a burning oil lamp or torch.

Xu Zhi didn't see it clearly, but this kind of white light, dotted like the distribution of the Milky Way, couldn't be more familiar to her. LED is energy-saving and environmentally friendly, and mostly white light. She smiled and said subconsciously with joy.

"He can't even make LED lights? That's great."

Li Xian didn't quite understand what she said, so he reminded her to be careful with her step.

When Xu Zhi spoke, he had just stepped into the wooden door, and Mo Qi didn't understand. LED lights were not invented until the 1960s, and he didn't know what they were.

There is a ladder going down from the top, tied with ropes.

Below the stone stairs is a gurgling dark spring, and a five or six meter long iron chain bridge spans two rocks.

Mo Qi was not alone.

Behind the huge wooden screen, there is a young disciple dressed like a Mohist school member.

Mo Qi didn't show up immediately, so he asked this disciple to greet them first.

Lu Shizhi met Li Xian once because of his brother Lu Ze.

As for the well-dressed young woman in front of him.

It was not that Lu Shizhi was bragging to his teacher. In his heart, the teacher was like a god. He was confident that anyone in the world who had seen such things would be shocked and dumbfounded.

But she didn't show any surprise.

She was so calm and composed, he thought, this must be the distinguished guest that his mentor had mentioned, the one who was famous throughout the six kingdoms - Princess Yong'an.

Lu Shizhi finally noticed that she raised her head and fixed her gaze on the star lamp carved into the wall of the dome.

He proudly explained, "This is what the teacher discovered when he was refining jade beads. It is crystal clear under the sun and can also reflect the sun. It is probably the same as the colored glaze in your palace."

Xu Zhi looked around and saw natural light in many grooves. She went up the mountain in the daytime, and the light from outside the mountain would be scattered on these hundreds of prismatic glass, thus achieving the effect of lighting.

No electricity, no semiconductor material.

Li Xian noticed her momentary loss. "What's wrong?"

"I'm really not good at craftsmanship."

Li Xian saw that she was sentimental again and thought that she was still holding on to the sachet that she had worked so hard on but was half-burned and thrown away in the Chu Palace.

Xu Zhi said: "I told you before that I made something called paper in Zhilan Palace, but unfortunately I only succeeded once in my own palace."

"You asked me why I was in such a hurry to go up the mountain. Ever since I saw the token Wei Ju gave me, I hoped that this hermit master could give us some legendary industrial revolution belonging to the Qin State."

Another Industrial Revolution? Lu Shizhi somewhat understood why Mo Qi wanted to meet Princess Yong'an after being imprisoned in the mountains by the Qin people.

There is something very similar about the way they talk that is hard to understand.

It’s just that Yong’an’s words were more straightforward, and the order of the language was not very similar.

I walked along a road lined with bronze lanterns with crane heads, listening to the sound of flowing water.

If there weren't two living people beside her and she wasn't still breathing, she would have really suspected that she was walking to the "road to hell".

"The teacher is waiting for Her Royal Highness the Princess in the pavilion." He nodded at her again, "The teacher said that if Master Li comes up the mountain together, the princess can go in first and ask Master to wait a little longer."

Li Xian had stopped here many times before and he had never been allowed to enter the cabinet.

Although I don't quite understand it, this time is no exception.

He bowed and was about to retreat to the door.

Xu Zhi said, "Please talk to Mr. Mo and ask him to treat me as the same as the Supervisor."

The interior of the cabinet is decorated with a sandalwood base and many hibiscus flowers are carved on it.

The floor was not covered with the carpets commonly used in palaces during the Warring States Period, but with shiny black pottery tiles with grass-branch patterns.

Mo Qi still has the habit of setting up desks in his residence, but the round table in the middle hall is particularly eye-catching, with some longitude and latitude lines tied on it.

"Princess, are you comfortable letting him come in with you?" Mo Qi glanced at Li Xian when he said this.

"I think the Inspector has not concealed anything from you, sir." "The Inspector and I have long been in tacit agreement and there is nothing to hide. This way, sir, you can rest assured about me." Mo Qi knew that she was eloquent and her behavior was the result of being influenced by Li Si and Han Fei since childhood.

"I heard that the princess has been going to Yuelin Palace since she was six years old."

He bowed as usual and asked her to take the seat.

"There is no need to follow the old etiquette between me and the gentleman."

She straightened up, bent her elbows, put her fingers together, and stretched out her hand.

Seeing this gesture, Mo Qi was obviously stunned for a moment, and obtained this information from his long-lasting memory that was about to end in death.

She waited for Mo Qi calmly.

He stretched out his left hand and smiled with relief.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you."

Mo Qi's limbs were stiff.

Li Xian was not surprised, she knew that Mo Qi kept a certain distance, so she just shook hands and did not do anything more "unruly".

Three people, three desks, and three unreachable times and spaces.

The future and the past now sit together.

Although it was Mo Qi who asked her to come here, and he told her bluntly the first time that she should stop struggling.

Seeing these modern items, I just want her to give up.

Xu Zhi knew very well how to slowly lead the topic to what she wanted to talk about.

"We heard Princess Shi Zhitong explain the lights on the dome."

Xu Zhi was somewhat sensitive to this name, "Shizhi?" "Lü Shizhi?"

Mo Qi looked at her quietly.

"I heard from his brother that a wise man taught his father, Lu Wen, how to make sugar. Is this man, you sir?"

"Yes." Mo Qi looked at her and pointed, "Princess, are you curious about this?"

He waited for her next words.

Both of them were testing each other and slowly confirming.

Xu Zhi smiled and said, "I thought you could make LED lights."

Mo Qi remained silent. During the long period of turmoil, he developed an extremely cautious attitude.

"I am shallow, but the princess thinks highly of me."

Xu Zhi smiled and said, "Sir, you want me to see the machinery in this mountain. How can your talent be considered shallow?"

“That was when I was young.”

"Sir, you have done so much preparation. Have you never thought of carrying out mechanization in uncultivated areas?"

Mo Qi looked at her with his deep eyes, trying to find some more fragments of the past in her eyes.

He had to slowly piece together his exact memories before he could speak, and couldn't speak rashly.

He was sure it was just because he hadn't seen his 'companion' for so long.

So when he saw Ying Hehua, he suddenly connected her with Xu Kai.

"Princess, what do you think when you see this?"

Xu Zhi took out the book he had brought with him and unfolded a tightly wrapped bamboo scroll.

First there was a picture with cars, airplanes, and tall buildings that Xu Zhi had drawn in advance, with English annotations next to them.

From Mo Qi's expertise in ancient techniques, Xu Zhi guessed that he might be an ancient architecture expert.

They had to start with the two pictures in front of them.

It starts with the electric light, and then goes on to tell a series of stories about things like steam locomotives and excavators.

In fact, Xu Zhi and Mo Qi are not professionals.

They can only give a rough explanation of the principles.

Li Xian knelt at the desk, his black eyelashes covering his eyes, and listened quietly to these matters that subverted his cognition.

There is a type of people who, when faced with the unknown, become afraid and become self-contained, thus closing their country to the outside world.

There is another type of people who are determined to make progress and make up for their own weaknesses.

He did not raise any questions immediately, but took note and waited for an opportunity to act.

The more Xu Zhi listened to Mo Qi talk, the more uncomfortable he felt.

She said high-speed rail.

He said the tram.

Xu Zhi decided to cater to his preferences.

She asked him about the shape of the Oriental Pearl Tower.

He talked at length about the construction of the Eiffel Tower.

Wait for Xu Zhi to unfold the second volume of the silk book in the library.

Mo Qi's face darkened.

Mo Qi saw the words written on it, which were in long paragraphs - in Western language. They talked about historical events from the Qin Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty.

Mo Qi thought Xu Zhi was probably a female student who had studied abroad.

Turning to the end, he saw a sentence in Russian that he was very familiar with (which Xu Zhi, Li Xian and Wei Jiu saw on the wall of the thatched cottage when they went to Mount Zhongnan two years ago).
"Princess, do you understand what I mean?"

Mo Qi pointed at the Russian text.

Xu Zhi received compulsory education in the northwest in the 21st century. She is not from the s, nor does she live in an area adjacent to Russia.

She has never learned Russian.

She shook her head. "I don't understand. This paragraph was copied from the wall of the master's room. I don't quite understand if there are any omissions in it."

"Aju said you would carry Su Zizhi on your back to stabilize the situation."

"Yes." Xu Zhi said. "On that day when we were climbing the mountain, I went up to the palace again, and Wei Ju recited the second stanza."

Mo Qi said: "It's been a thousand years since the Song Dynasty wrote poems until the Qin Dynasty."

"The Song people had been around for a thousand years by that time," said Xu Zhi.

Mo Qi looked at her.

"Li Xian." "Do you still remember the question I asked you when I first met you as a child and confirmed your identity?"

Li Xian certainly remembered, "The princess once asked me, who was the last emperor?"

The Boshan stove on the table was filled with smoke, which pulled Mo Qi back to many past events.

That was Tang Zhipei’s life.

Mo Qi smiled bitterly, "When Mr. Zhang Si (Zhang Jian) ​​drafted the Qing emperor's abdication edict, my mother was still alive."

Without him continuing to speak, Xu Zhi was already shocked by the infinite depth in this gaze!
She suddenly remembered Sun Yat-sen's words on the wooden door!

She suddenly paused. What if Mo Qi was actually much older than her? !

Mo Qi greedily lingered his eyes on the Russian text, "I wonder if the princess has read the Russian "Ode to Freedom"?"

When the New Culture Movement was launched, Pushkin's novels and poems were all the rage, and many progressive young people considered reading Pushkin a fashion.

In order to find his grandfather, Xu Zhi read many newspapers from the Republic of China.

"Ode to Freedom" is particularly appealing.

Xu Zhi couldn't describe what this feeling was like. "I know. This was written by Pushkin."

Mo Qi laughed softly, recalling the photo covered with yellow sand. "I often recite the last paragraph of it with my friends."

The straw-white silk book engraved his first three generations since the pre-Qin period.

He touched the words with trembling hands, "...How could I know that the world is so difficult and dangerous? I am so sad about the past and how absurd it was. I probably won't be able to recite this poem again."

"Sir." Xu Zhi looked at him with a smile, "I don't speak Russian, but I have read the version translated by Mr. Mu Dan. I can't say it's exactly the same, but I still remember it."

Xu Zhi didn't know yet that, to some extent, she had fulfilled a promise that spanned time and space.

She was unable to see her grandfather, but she took on the role of her grandfather.

In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, they sat together, lit candles, and secretly read "New Youth" at night.

The thirty-sixth year of King Zheng of Qin.

"Mr. Mo, how about we recite the last paragraph together?" she said.

There are such coincidences in the world. What he wrote on the wall that year happened to be this last paragraph.

The sound of flowing spring water serves as the background music.

"Today, no matter whether it is punishment, praise, bloody prison or altar, none of them can serve as your real barrier;"

【The 1984 World Cup is a very important event in the history of the 1984 World Cup.】

His low and heavy voice tells of the long years.

Despair, hardship, torture, betrayal, doubt, waiting...all woven together to form a huge web.

"Please bow your heads first under the reliable shadow of the law. Only in this way can the freedom and peace of the people be the eternal guardians of the throne."

【The first step is to make sure that the students are well prepared.】

When the last note came to an end, the two people's voices stopped abruptly.

His whole body was shaking and Mo Qi felt dizzy for a long time.

1. "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades must still work hard." These two sentences were written by Sun Yat-sen at the Kuomintang's family reunion meeting in 1923.

2. The development of LED is the second revolution in the 120-year history of incandescent lighting. 50 years ago, people already knew the basic knowledge that semiconductor materials can produce light, and the first commercial diode was produced in 1960.

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