It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 509: Crossing the Forerunner, Dangers Are Everywhere

Three bamboo baskets were placed in front of the Huangshi public housing estate.

"Old sir, all the bamboo slips in the cave are here. I cannot recognize the handwriting on the bamboo slips. Please give me some advice."

The door was loose, and it was not Huang Shigong who came out, but Zhang Liang. However, he seemed to be going out, and he was wearing a bamboo hat and a white robe like an immortal. His voice also had the coldness of a snowy mountain.

"The teacher asked me to tell the girl to come to the cave to talk."

Xu Zhi looked away, not realizing that she had grasped the wrong person and with the wrong strength. She was still thinking that it was good that Zhang Liang was covered up tightly, and she also avoided seeing him and making any extreme reactions.

"We'll go right away."

"Master, only let the girl go."

Xu Zhi was puzzled, but worried that Huang Shigong would say something that would not cure Li Xian's eyesight, so he agreed. "Thank you for asking Uncle Liu to look after Lord Li. You don't have to tell him where I went, but you must ask him to wait for me to come back today."

Zhang Liang paused for a few seconds before answering yes.

The road at night is indeed different from that during the day. Xu Zhi discovered that the map that Huang Shigong gave her yesterday was not in her sleeve, and she couldn't find it no matter how hard she tried.

"Are you looking for this, girl?"

She was surprised, "Why are you here, sir?"

"Maybe the girl dropped it accidentally." He said softly and handed the silk to her.

His temperament and demeanor are still the same as yesterday, as if he had returned to Zhilan Palace more than ten years ago.

She took it from him very quickly, folding the silk book into four as usual, with a faint scent of incense remaining on it.

"Thank you sir."

Zhang Liang's eyes darkened, "Young lady, you are so polite."

She kept a considerable distance, refusing to take another step forward, then bowed her head slightly again, like a real aristocratic princess, with gentle words and smiles and appropriate behavior.

Isn't this what Zhang Liang had been tirelessly hoping she would do during the six years he spent in the Xianyang Palace?

But why, he felt that there was an infinitely empty place in his heart, as if it would be empty forever.

Two people who remember everything, but pretend not to know each other, go in opposite directions as the road extends with telepathic understanding.

When Xu Zhi arrived at the cave, she discovered in broad daylight that the entrance was made of man-made bricks.

On one side of the cave, there was a dilapidated shed in which Huang Shigong was kneeling with a chessboard set on the table.

This shed might have looked strange to the ancients, but Xu Zhi could tell at a glance that it was a tensioned cable-rod archaeological protection shed...

When he got closer, Xu Zhi saw that Huang Shigong's chessboard was badly damaged. The chess pieces on it were not black and white, but generals, ministers, and soldiers. The touch of red paint on it represented the boundary between Chu and Han.

When Xu Zhi was a child, his parents were keen on playing chess. They would spend the whole day looking at the fragments of ancient chess.

In Qin, not many people have seen her play chess. Only in the early years, she played against herself many times in front of Yan Yue. Later, after Zhang Liang taught her Go, she only played Go.

"The old man asked me to come here alone just to play a game of chess?"

He made a gesture of invitation, "Miss Shen, can't you tell what this is?"

"Please make it clear."

Huang Shigong looked at her and said, "I have no ill will towards you. Why don't you sit down and play a game with me?"

"Since I have transported the bamboo slips out, the old gentleman should keep his promise and let us go."

"Of course I keep my promise, but I don't understand the situation and I don't have the heart to do anything else."

She glanced at the chessboard. This was a famous ancient endgame - Wild Horses Attacking the Field. No one had ever been able to solve it. Even after ten years, it would still be a draw. What did this old man mean? He wouldn't let them go?

"But I don't know how to play chess. I see that the old gentleman's apprentice is so smart at such a young age. Why don't you discuss it with him and teach him how to play chess?"

"Miss, are you sure you want the son of Zifang to play this game of chess?"

Xu Zhi chuckled and stopped hiding. "You have played for more than ten rounds, and now it is a battle between chariots and pawns. It is an endgame. What do you think the purpose of the person who gave you the chess game is, or what result do you want to achieve?"

The chariot and the horse...

Huang Shigong smiled deeply upon hearing this, and pushed the red painted chess piece one step to the left. He said slowly, "Someone who traveled through the countries several years ago once said that my fate in the next twenty years was predetermined. He left this chess game behind, and I studied it for a long time, but I didn't want the girl to see through it at a glance. So what does it mean that the girl has come in here?"

Traveling around the countries, speaking out. Han Fei told her.

The person Huang Shigong was talking about should be Mo Yuan.

The breeze blew across her hair. "I have no intention of disturbing the old gentleman's meditation. I also have no intention of finding out what happened between you and him over the past thirty or forty years."

She looked him straight in the eyes. "I only care about when I can get them out of the bamboo forest and back to the east coast. My people are still looking for me."

Huang Shigong smiled, his eyes deep, "It is indeed an unknown variable." He changed the subject, uncorked the wine gourd at his waist, and took a sip, "I heard that the girl always likes to offset favors and grudges when doing things, both to people and to things. Then you drank the wine he distilled yesterday, don't you repay him by solving his mess?"

Xu Zhi paused. Huang Shigong was really stubborn. No wonder he taught Zhang Liang the Art of War and threw away his shoes three times.

But why do his hands shake when he drinks?
She did not stop moving her hands, and she repeated it several times, placing two incomplete scores, "Wild Horses Dominating the Field, Seven Stars Gathering... These are all unsolvable draws."

The woman deftly and quickly set up a chessboard similar to the one she had sixty years ago.

Huang Shigong was stunned as if he had confirmed it.

His eyes were full of shock!
"It's like passing through a gap in the clouds, the years have passed... He is still alive..."

Xu Zhi also felt strange. From what she saw, Mo Qi was about the same age as Li Si, and Huang Shigong was definitely 20 years older than them...

How could Huang Shigong know him? Could it be that the six times that Mo Qi said he had reincarnated were actually six times in a row? !

Every change will accumulate?
Xu Zhi looked at Huang Shigong, and when he confirmed this from the ancient silk book he took out, she felt flustered. It was a modern map: vertical and horizontal, with longitude and latitude marked.

Huang Shi said, "Miss, you transported these bamboo slips so easily, how can you say you don't know these characters?"

These familiar traditional Chinese characters are densely covered with historical records.

This was the same idea she had when she first came to Qin.

She recorded it in a silk book and hid it in the library, but later she burned it after returning from the modern era.

She discovered that because of Mo Qi's existence, there was more than one person who had read "Records of the Grand Historian", and there was more than just one book of "Records of the Grand Historian"!
During the six reincarnations, there were definitely more than just her, Li Xian, and Mo Qi holding the prophecy template.

Her scalp tingled, and she wanted to confirm again, "The him you are talking about is... Mo Yuan?"

Huang Shigong was used to repeated tests in the unpredictable world of human nature. "Compared to the name given by the great Mohist master, I have heard of another name, Tang,"

"Tang Zhipei." Xu Zhi said.

Huang Shigong sighed deeply, "I have been waiting for him to come and get the map for sixty-seven years. I didn't expect to meet you."

"He is my senior in every sense of the word."

"What I am curious about is why the young lady did the same wrong thing as the senior."

"What about the old man?" She glanced at the bamboo slips. "Since you have also seen the future. Since you think I have done something wrong, then when I am lost in the bamboo barrier..." She clenched her palms slightly, "You should really let Zhang Liang kill me with his own hands. That will return to the original track, right?"

"You and Mr. Tang are really similar."

Although Mo Qi is also a time traveler, he always looks indifferent to worldly affairs and has an excuse of deliberately avoiding disaster. He can even twist Han Fei into a "philosopher" by himself.

If she hadn't used her identity to force him, Mo Qi probably wouldn't have been willing to share his knowledge about farm tools and rice until now.

Xu Zhi didn't feel that there was any similarity between them.

Huang Shigong vaguely saw the past in this energetic look.

He stood up and picked out a scroll from the pile of bamboo slips. The beginning of the scroll was written in traditional Chinese characters:

Chisongzi…was recorded in history books as the immortal path that Zhang Liang traveled to before his death.

Xu Zhi did not find the same content in the books brought by Xunzi, nor did he hear that there were similar things in the Jixia Academy after the fall of Qi.

"I have never seen this scroll in the palace. Could it be written by the old gentleman?"

Huang Shigong did not speak, but his outstretched hands were trembling slightly.

Xu Zhi saw a complete biography of a character. It had a grand beginning, a lively process, and a tragic ending.

Tang Zhipei's awakening happened on the eve of the Battle of Maling.

"When the Master arrived in Wei, he became good friends with the Prime Minister's youngest son, Xianye. At that time, Pang Juan had already served in Wei. Not long after, Sun Bin arrived in Wei, and Pang Juan framed him for a crime, sentenced him to amputation and tattooing, hoping to make him disappear from the world..."

"Someone rescued Sun Bin and brought him back to Qi." Xu Zhi looked at Huang Shigong, "The envoy from Qi mentioned here... is it Mr. Mo?"

In the Battle of Guiling, Sun Bin defeated Pang Juan with the strategy of "besieging Wei to save Zhao".

In the Battle of Maling, Qi wanted to kill Pang Juan. Sun Bin proposed the strategy of "increasing troops and reducing cooking fires", which resulted in Pang Juan being defeated and committing suicide.

At this point, Wei's hegemony declined and Qi became a powerful country in the East.

Huang Shigong wrote, "Pang Juan was cunning, and his fault was due to your kindness. Since you knew that Pang Juan framed Sun Bin and forced him to leave, you should not have cherished Pang Juan's talent."

"Why would the old man ask if he was still alive? Could it be?"

"After Pang Juan died, Lord Tang gave me this map when he was about to leave, and told me to wait for him in his fiefdom, saying that he would return to get the map after he had settled down in Wei. Not long after, I heard that he met bandits on the way and died on the way."

When Huang Shigong was young, he was a member of the royal family of Qi.

Yes, how could Xu Zhi forget that Xia Pi was the territory of Qi at that time.

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Fusu and his companions had been trapped in the bamboo forest for five days, but there was no trace of Ying Hehua, and the people who were captured along the way did not say a word.

That day, the sky was overcast and there was a risk of rain.

"Young Master, if you don't go back soon, the truth over there won't be revealed anytime soon." The servant looked anxious.

"How is Xianyang?" he asked.

"Your Majesty has blocked all news of the Preliminary Book and ordered a nationwide search. Anyone who violates it will be beheaded."

Fusu dismissed his attendants.

Chen Ping then stepped forward and said, "...I heard from the Zhao Palace that Your Majesty, the historian predicted that when the princess was born, the moon would cover the constellation of Bi, which means that Bi is a frontier soldier and will cause war disasters in the Hu land. The princess's fiefdom has a Hu county, which is what Your Majesty saw on the way back to Xianyang... It is even more shocking than the previous one... If there is no news from the princess within three days, Your Majesty will be furious and there is no way to appease him..."

Fusu didn't ask any further.

Chen Ping suddenly remembered that a day ago, Zhao Gao's confidant came to Mei County in person and persuaded Fusu with great benefits.

After careful consideration, Chen Ping absolutely did not want to see Ying Hehua fall, not to mention that it was she who saved his life from Yan Yue.

"If you want to resolve this matter, I have a plan."

The third of the eight famous Chinese chess games: Wild Horse in the Field

Wild horses in the fields
Analysis: The theme of "Wild Horses in the Field" is the battle between chariots and pawns. Because the moves are profound and varied, and there is an illusion that the red side's two chariots and one horse can kill in succession at the beginning, so the Jianghu chess players are happy to set up this game. This game has been modified by people, and the red side's side pawns have been deleted. Its moves are more mysterious and the changes are more complicated than the original game, and it can be played in a draw. (Some examples of this game are different from modern examples, and we should respect the ancient meaning) Then you can appreciate the wisdom of the ancients and benefit from it.