It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

This debate in Zhangtai Palace has not yet evolved into an ancient problem.

Xunzi's original intention was just to see how the "fate" mentioned by Mo Qi was intertwined.

But when he came to Xianyang Palace, he couldn't understand Ying Hehua's plea.

Why was Ying Hehua horrified by what Mo Qi told her about Lu Buwei's past?
There was nothing wrong with Lü Buwei summoning his followers to compile "Lüshi Chunqiu". He asked people to write some astrology and numerology in it. He also wrote down the fate of Qin State, which was less than 30 years, calculated by these sorcerers.

Mo Qi finished speaking.

She stared at the dusty wooden box on the table for a long time, and asked, "Has Mr. Han Fei also read this volume?"

Mo Qi nodded.

"This is how the king should act." Mo Qi waved his hand and looked at Ying Hehua, "Princess, you should know that the banning of this book is a mercy to some people."

"Sir, are you willing to believe that the future will be better than the past?"

Xunzi didn't understand what the past she was talking about.

The Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? The Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties? Or are they just fragments from the "Records of the Grand Historian"?

The contentions among various schools of thought are only yesterday.

As he spoke, the crimson shadow quickly walked up to them.

Ying Hehua ignored the criticism from the court officials. She walked past Li Si, Zhou Qingchen, and passed by Li Xian in the inner hall.

"Why are you here? You said you would never come down the mountain again?" She continued in a low voice, "I will never break my promise. After the plan for the tour to the east is decided, I will report this to my father. If you come in person, you may get into trouble. Now is not a good time."

Xunzi smiled and shook his head.

The wet rain made Xunzi cough several times.

Xu Zhi could neither understand Xunzi's expression nor Sikong Ma's.

"His Majesty the Emperor summoned Xun Kuang and Sikong Ma to an audience."

Zhao Gao didn't need to think of a solution, Meng Yi realized something was wrong and told Ying Hehua to quickly return to her original position.

"Did the Emperor ask you to come?"

"Yes."

He was still walking very fast, and she followed him. When they passed a large pillar that could be hugged by four people, she quickly stepped forward and thought, "Meng Yi, do you know what the emperor is thinking? Since Li Si is the prime minister, why would he let Chunyu Yue have a say today?"

Meng Yi didn't know whether she really didn't know or was just pretending not to understand.

"Princess, you have interceded for the people of the six countries many times. Don't you have any idea?"

Xu Zhi paused. She was so cruel that she even scared herself. She had killed people twice. She framed Tian Dan and appeased Wei Ju. These were all necessary measures for the Qin State.

"I will never be merciful or soft-hearted to those who refuse to change, so how can I say that I have done it many times?"

Meng Yi thought of the words "human ethics and education" mentioned by Li Si, and the dark color in Li Xian's eyes over the years, and he felt a headache after realizing it belatedly.

"Is there really not one?" He regretted asking the question the moment he asked it.

The huge Zhangtai Palace had black brick walls and the sound of water flowing between the middle hall and the upper hall. The lights cast an amber-brown glow in Meng Yi's eyes, making them look like stars in the sky.

She was about to speak, but he raised his hand.

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me." He turned around and whispered, "The emperor's heart is hard to predict. Princess, don't offend him again and again. Otherwise, what Zhao Gao said is not a lie."

She listened to the sound of heavy rain outside the palace and the slight rustling of the ministers' robes.

Chunyu Yue and other doctors bowed to Xunzi as a sign of respect as an elder, and then naturally and eloquently asked him to take sides immediately.

Sikong Ma's expression was unhappy. He had been staring at Li Xian since he entered the hall. When he spoke, he took big steps forward.

The hall was noisy and messy. Although people did not dare to move, there was still no order. Such a situation was rare.

Li Xian's sleeve was pulled hard by his uncle.

He finally knew who Sikong Ma was hitting in this life when he didn't roll up his sleeves to beat those doctoral officials.

"If you want to fulfill the little princess's wishes and not go against your father, you have to listen to the old man."

Sikong Ma had no choice but to punch him in the abdomen.

Li Xian was stunned immediately, the wound in his abdomen felt like it was burning like a branding iron, and cold sweat seeped into his shirt along the embroidered pattern.

Sima Ma had to complete this performance in front of Ying Zheng before he was dragged out by Qin soldiers. He didn't care about Li Xian's reaction and shouted loudly: "You lied to me! The admission certificate to the Jixia Academy was all fake!"

Sikong Ma has always been an excellent actor, and having stayed in Shandong for a long time, he has kept his health in excellent condition. Naturally, he will not hesitate when he takes action.

Li Xian should be thankful that he has been promoted to a high official. His official robe is so dark that the blood stains cannot be seen clearly.

However, a huge amount of blood gushed out from his wound, forcing him to retreat half a step.

Sikong Ma thought his nephew's acting skills were pretty good. If he hadn't seen Li Xian's love of assassination behind the scenes, he would have mistaken him for a weak civil servant from his sweaty face. The old scholar's crazy look made the halberd bearers hesitate for half a step, and at that moment, he punched again.

"Sir!" The clear female voice was like a cold spring breaking the ice. Meng Yi had no time to stop it, and the scarlet color had already passed by.

The red shadow flashed, and the next second, she stood in front of Li Xian.

"Mr. Sikong, you are not allowed to act arbitrarily in the main hall of Zhangtai Palace." She said in a deep voice.

Sikong Ma didn't know how to explain for a moment, and so many court officials were watching quietly...

She thought Sikong Ma was really angry about what happened many years ago, so she asked Li Xian to find an opportunity to let Sikong Ma go to Qi.

She began to make up excuses, "As for the letter of introduction, I remember that Prime Minister Li did write one, but I took it back to the palace out of play, and later lost it at Guxiakou. Lord Li didn't lie to you. Becoming a disciple depends on chance and coincidence. Later, you got what you wanted, so how can you say he lied?"

She knew that the scholars of the Warring States period were first-rate debaters.

But Sikong Ma did not argue with her, and nodded, "Princess, you are right, I have not thought it through."

However, these officials were different. Most of them, like Li Xian, came to Xianyang from local counties to report on their work. They had no idea what had happened in Changle Palace, and were also confused about Zhang Er's death.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, knowing only that the Legalist hardliners, who had always been famous, had actually been beaten back by a Confucian scholar in the hall... It would be embarrassing if the news got out.

The princess suddenly chuckled, and the set of belts on her waist jingled. "If it were in the past, the master would have been taken away long ago. However, Master Li strictly abides by the law and respects his elders and teachers, so he will not pursue the matter with the master."

When she turned around, her skirt brushed past Li Xian, wiping away a drop of blood that was about to fall to the ground without leaving a trace.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Li Xian's mind was clearest only when he was standing in Zhangtai Palace.

Li Xian didn't think Xu Zhi helped him because she was concerned about his injury and wanted to protect his self-esteem.

The wounds on his body were caused by knives. If they were investigated by the Supreme Court, the truth would be easily revealed. According to common sense, a seriously injured person could not kill Zhang Er.

He has too many strategies and has been carrying the past for too long. As long as he reaches the place where power is most concentrated, the hardships of the past will expand infinitely in his thinking habits.

He tends to assume the worst of people.

Even Xu Zhi.

Once he is exposed to too little sunlight, darkness will gradually encroach on him.

He would immediately realize that he loved her decisiveness and ruthlessness, rather than her desire for sincerity and kindness.

He needs to feel pain, feel excitement, be in chaos, and see calculations in order to be full of energy.

Ying Zheng watched them arguing fiercely below, but most of it was within his expectations.

Especially Li Si, he could almost predict Li Si's rebuttal.

This prediction brought him obedience and conviction, but Ying Zheng always felt that something was missing.

Today, Xunzi suddenly came all the way from Baqiao Palace to Zhangtai Palace because of his daughter who had been keeping silent today.

Ying Zheng began to realize that He Hua, whom he had always thought was in his hands, was also a bystander.

The sound of water is quiet.

Li Si took a step back and gave his teacher respect.

All the court officials present tacitly gave Xunzi time to speak slowly.

As Li Si expected, Xunzi left Li Si completely speechless.

His teacher Xunzi was Ying Hehua's savior.

"The princess is virtuous, following the example of King Wen to make the Zhou dynasty glorious; she is quiet and elegant, following the example of Jiang Yuan to make the Qin dynasty prosperous. Now your majesty wants to tour Mount Tai in the east to spread your power and virtue throughout the country. If you don't let the princess ride on a phoenix instrument, wear a cong and jade, and follow the ancient sages' way of 'observing customs and asking about people', how can you make it clear that rites, music, punishment and politics are all the same? "

Everyone was silent, and Ying Zheng laughed. Then they suddenly realized that Li Si's teacher Xunzi stood on the side of Confucianism.

The ministers now completely ignored the Confucian and Legalist theories that had just emerged and just knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Long live the emperor, and long live the Great Qin."

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Ying Zheng looked at the rain and thought of Ying Hehua's reaction at the court meeting. He said in a deep voice, "The Prime Minister stopped Hehua from going on an eastern tour with me. Is it because the construction of the highway was delayed?"

Zhao Gao dared not to breathe a word.

"I ordered you to supervise the Langya Division."

Zhao Gao stepped forward and knelt, "Your Majesty, you are wise." "Recently, the rainy season has been frequent. I heard that the salt merchants in Jiaodong recently offered the oil of mermaids from the East China Sea. Applying it on the highway can prevent moisture and corrosion. If you send a craftsman to test it..."

"The Imperial Chariot Officer has good eyes and ears."

Ying Hehua interrupted the conversation. When the blush passed by Zhao Gao's side, he smelled a wisp of sweet pine mixed with the scent of bamboo slips and ink. "This mermaid oil is worth thousands of gold. Lord Zhao is going to empty the treasury?" (End of this chapter)