It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 502: The Flow of the Sea (Happy May Day)
Fan Kuai was half drunk. Seeing the ripples on the water from the boat on the other side, he laughed and waved to Liu Bang, and then took off his post. He said happily, "Brother, Lu Wan's news is wrong. I have news that the woman surnamed Shen is the female official who accompanied Li Xian when Xunzi's books were burned."

Liu Bang narrowed his eyes in half belief and half doubt, but his eyes relaxed a lot when he heard the last sentence. He changed his mind and felt that he was thinking too much.

"It turned out to be a female official from Xianyang. I was wondering why she looked at us in such a strange way." Liu Bang thought for a moment and took a sip of wine. "She's just a female official. It's nothing serious."

Fan Kuai said: "I saw that my elder brother was so vigilant, and I thought he was a troublesome character. If Li Xian knew that we didn't do everything he asked behind our backs, he would definitely make trouble. Now that I saved Miss Shen, he must give us some face. ... I just don't know why Lord Li went to Kuaiji County alone. ..."

He approached Fan Kuai, stared at the top of the boat, and whispered to him, "...something is not right in Kuaiji. If there is another investigation, we must be smart. We should either send that Li guy out of Kuaiji, or... then,"

Liu Bang said nothing more. He crossed his legs, stared at the letter on Fan Kuai's body, and spread out his hands.

Fan Kuai swallowed and said, "Brother, you can't read this. This is the miscellaneous tax report submitted by Lord Xiao to the governor of Yin County. Lord Xiao has instructed that it must be delivered safely."

Liu Bang stared at him. "Why would I want to read Lord Xiao's letter?" He kicked the partition that was in the way and laid it flat. "Give me your seal."

Liu Bang looked at the writing on the torn corner of his clothes, blew on it and put a black seal on it. Then he fell asleep.

On the shore of East Lake, the masked man asked, "Should we continue chasing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people came and Yan Yue and others hid in the reeds.

A plump official dismounted and followed Fusu, panting, "Master, Master! This is not allowed!" "The prophecy that your majesty ordered a thorough investigation is related to Chu! Princess Yong'an's whereabouts are unknown and her intentions are unclear. In this situation, if you go to look for the princess, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain it!"

Fusu gripped the hilt of the sword, and before his eyes was the azure blue color that connected the water and the sky.

He said firmly: "Hehua has nothing to do with Chu Wu." "Does the Lord also believe in prophecies?"

Yao Jia pinched his sleeves and said, "I don't believe it." "You can ask Mr. Shan, Mr.

Han Fei asked him to be patient.

While on patrol, his sister disappeared.

How could Fusu remain calm? He raised his hand to tell him to stop talking.

Yao Jia spoke quickly, "Sir, if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your mother..."

"Shang Qing."

"…I made a mistake."

The water slowly floated on Fusu's fingertips. "The Queen Mother's identity has been clarified now. Hehua's situation will be very difficult."

Yao Jia just listened to him continue speaking gently, but his words made him shudder.

Ying Hehua told Fusu about his good friendship with Wang Wan, and also told Fusu that he had visited Wang Wan several times when Wang Wan was seriously ill.

"I asked you to come here not to discuss whether to look for Hehua, but to find out who is behind the rumors around my father."

Fusu said this, untied the boat, and grasped the scabbard of his sword. But before he could go far, Wang Heng caught up with him.

Yao Jia was used to using his brain in diplomacy, and he did not want to be involved in the spread of political intrigue and suspicion among the royal family. Therefore, Chen Ping was pushed to the task ordered by Fusu.

After the group left, Yan Yue looked at the water with an unpredictable expression.

"My Lord, if so many people go to look for Ying Hehua, Madam Rong's orders will probably not be accomplished. Since you know that there is someone on the other side of East Lake that she must not see...why don't we cut the grass and root it out tonight and completely get rid of Ying Hehua, this scourge!"

Yan Yue was surprised to find that the moonlight sank into the water. The water was no longer filled with the moon, but Ying Hehua's image.

She tricked her brother into dying in the Qin Palace. Her hands were stained with Yan Dan's blood.

She instigated Zhang Liang to rebel.

She fanned the flames and led to the destruction of the six kingdoms.

The loss of her country and family, the death of her loved ones, this is the irreconcilable hatred between her and her.

But how could she do that at this moment when she only needed to say "kill"? She remembered that fifteen years ago, when the eight-year-old Ying Hehua dragged her around in the huge Qin Palace, she kept asking her which palace this road led to. She also remembered that one day many years ago, Ying Hehua and Li Xian were strolling on the street, and then wrote her name on a pottery, saying that a maid was also a person, and after thousands of years, someone would still remember her.

Finally, the shadow stopped at that night not long ago.

Fan Zeng said it well.

Ying Hehua held someone in her hands who should not be restrained, and ultimately brought trouble upon herself.

"Don't touch Ying Hehua for now." She said this and then smiled. "We have many like-minded people in the dark square. They are jealous of Qin. If they want to exercise their muscles, the people who can take revenge are on the way. A supervisory minister is a great gift." Soon, the news that Li Xian was in Kuaiji spread to a wider area.

If this is what Yan Yue thought was the price she would have to pay to change the ending, then it would be too simple.

Zhongnanshan

The setting sun dyed the bronze basin of the Shaofu blood red, and Zhang Cang was using counting sticks to arrange the twenty-eight constellations. The ivory chips pressed on the faded "Zhuanxu Calendar" just like Sirius biting Taiweiyuan.

Zhang Cang stood in front of Mo Qi's table, which was entangled with longitude and latitude lines, with his hands behind his back. "If Mr. Mo doesn't take action, Princess Yong'an will probably reveal the star map of Yunmengze."

The light illuminated Mo Qi's slightly hunched body. He took a breath and suppressed his cough. "The little princess's affairs are her own karma. I cannot interfere with her karma. Think about Prime Minister Lu..."

"Mo Yuan. Don't compare the Prime Minister with Ying Hehua." Zhang Cang stared at him, "She is as ungrateful and unloving as Ying Zheng."

"Prime Minister Lu drank poison... This is fate... Xunzi also advised you that you should let it go..."

Zhang Cang frowned, "Don't mention my mentor. The mentor should be Li Si, not me. Mo Qi, oh, have you ever thought about why you ended up in such a situation? You can neither let go as completely as Li Si, nor can you do the same as me. You don't have to say anything more!"

Mo Qi is in the cycle of reincarnation, caught in a dilemma, not knowing what is right or wrong.

But in reality, this last time he gave "Records of the Grand Historian" to Lu Buwei was the real reason for Lu Buwei's death.

The anger that had been accumulating in Mo Qi's heart for many years finally settled under Zhang Cang's questioning. How could a road that was destined to lead to the Legalists become so complicated?
He coughed up blood.

Zhang Cang turned around and looked at the image on the star map. "Since Mr. Mo knows what fate is and what is a predetermined ending, why are you letting her do whatever she wants?"

The bullet hole on Zhang Er's skull left Mo Qi speechless.

Zhang Cang continued, "Mr. Mo, think about it. Since people like you and I understand the will of heaven, we should accept the gift of heaven."

Zhang Cang was as calm as water and as sharp as a knife. He didn't know how Mo Qi calculated the will of heaven. He only knew that in his calculations, everything in the universe was his bargaining chip.

Before he walked out of Zitong Forest, he said to Mo Qi, "I admire your past. But now, I just want to advise you, sir, since you have chosen to be outside the game, you should be a good creator and not help these pawns to struggle in vain."

Zhang Cang did not do any damage to Mo Qi's longitude and latitude lines.

He just changed one line.

On the East Lake, the traces of the boat are like a white line breaking through the mirror of water.

Xu Zhi looked at Liu Bang. He no longer looked as mysterious as he did that night in the thatched cottage. He just smiled and talked about random things.

There were four people, one was a worry, and two were hidden tigers. During this time, she only found out some trivial things through indirect clues.

Xu Zhi was fortunate that before Zhao Gao could take action, Cao's mother and son were taken away.

Once on the other side, several people worked hard to push the boat towards the middle of the lake.

Li Xian is a doctor himself, and the doctor said that he was not well, so Xu Zhi was not sure.

She just held his arm and didn't walk far.

The enemies came to the door.

Thus, Xu Zhi saw that Liu Bang displayed the instincts of Emperor Gaozu at the critical moment.

After Fan Kuai killed several masked men, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Li Xian was injured, and although he killed all the enemies, they did not wait until Chen Bo and Chen Ping reached the shore.

Moreover, in the morning, the autumn frost was heavy and they mistakenly entered the fog. They walked for a long way but still could not see Liu Bang and Fan Kuai.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and with every step Xu Zhi took, he felt his breath getting colder.

She subconsciously loosened the tail of the sword and looked again. There was no one behind her. The voice echoing in her heart sounded again: You can't kill Zhao Gao, Ying Hehua, no matter what the end of the Qin Dynasty is, or what theirs will be, you can't even escape your own end.

"Gengchen? I don't have the time to debate with you right now."

The voice continued: I am kindly reminding you. Don't be stubborn.

Xu Zhi looked up and saw lush green bamboo forest, as if it was the place where a hermit lived in seclusion.