It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chen Ping's words made her suddenly enlightened.

She had always been a very efficient person. Shen Zhi handed the book to the Minister of Agriculture. Over the past few days, Wei Ju had followed the methods in the book and experimented with building houses, fishing, and sowing crops that she had never tried before.

"Your Highness, weren't you worried about overproduction leading to fission? You said you wanted to wait until things were settled before promoting these artifacts." Wang Yan put down her pen and carefully sorted the labels of the scrolls into the bibliography. "Your Highness has only recently returned, and many things are still unresolved. Now... with Prime Minister Li on duty, isn't it too early for Your Highness to do this?"

Xu Zhi looked at the waterwheel on the drawing and thought of the Chu people she saw when she followed Ying Zheng on tour. After the benefits of the mountains and lakes were taken over by the court, they could no longer make a living by hunting. The yield of those ancient seedlings was extremely low, and they might not have enough food to eat after working hard on the crops for a year.

"Ayan, if these things were proposed a year earlier, we could expect to improve people's livelihoods a year earlier. Chen Ping is right. I can't just focus on those few people in the court, wondering whether they are friends or enemies all day long, and forget the people behind them."

The window was not closed tightly, and a gust of cold wind came in, causing Xu Zhi to cough uncontrollably.

Wang Yan quickly closed the doors and windows and added more charcoal to the fire. "I'm used to writing with a small gap. Princess, are you okay? I was really careless."

She looked apologetic and immediately brought a cup of hot tea.

Xu Zhi comforted him, "If you hadn't come from the mansion to take care of Zheng Chou's remaining affairs these past few months, I really don't know what I would have done."

"Princess, that's not right. Back then, my father's advice was abandoned, and he was left in the cold. The world was cruel, but only you and Lord Yao showed no disdain, saving my father from a miserable old age... Princess and A-Yan, even more so..." As she spoke, she lowered her beautiful eyes, tears falling. "I heard that the land of Chu is shrouded in fog, damp and full of insects... But I was never able to help you, Princess."

"Ayan, you sorted these out in Zhilan Palace and saved me a lot of worries. How can you say you didn't help me?"

Wang Yan was moved. "...Luckily, the princess has returned from Kuaiji County. Otherwise, Lady Shen and I would be worried every day."

"Okay." She smiled at her and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with a towel.

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, realizing that it was inappropriate to stare at her, so she looked away and turned to the topic of agricultural books.

Xu Zhi left the hall. The open space no longer bore the vibrant blossoms it once had. At her suggestion, Wang Yanzhen had someone find a way to graft an apple tree.

"Your Highness, after the plum trees were transplanted to the Xianyang Palace, the roses were long since replaced by greenhouse vegetables and practical trees. Zheng Chou said that if Your Highness wants to see some roses, she will bring some high-quality varieties that are easy to grow."

Xu Zhi paused, "The land is far away, so there's no need to waste it. This tree is cold-resistant and will bloom in clusters next spring."

Suddenly, a gray object ran quickly past her skirt. She was about to squat down and call Fugui.

I saw a girl in palace dress walking quickly in the snow, and the bell on its neck rang louder and louder.

"You, you actually ate my herbs as food, stop it right now!!"

Xu Zhi sighed, it is not easy to catch rabbits.

But Ayu was quick-witted and quickly grabbed its long ears. "Humph! I finally caught you."

"Miss Ayu?" Wang Yan reminded her softly.

A Yu brought the rabbit over and said, "Princess, it ate not only dandelion leaves and alfalfa, but even honeysuckle vines!"

While she was complaining, her limbs were drooping, but she was still chewing the delicious food in her mouth.

The more Ayu screamed, the faster it chewed, ignoring all the people and dangers around it.

She was so angry that she glared at the rabbit.

Ying Hehua took the rabbit easily and held it in his arms.

A Yu suddenly realized that the gray rabbit was called Fugui, and was Ying Hehua's rabbit.

However, Ying Hehua frowned like her and looked at the rabbit. "It seems that the environment really can make a person. You used to run very well in the snow, but how did you become so petty and care only about petty gains now?"

Ayu didn't know how fast the rabbits ran in Guxiakou, nor did she know that she and Li Xian had a very close friendship.

Every snowy month, Feng Qian would send an invitation to Wang Li's birthday party without fail.

Two years ago, she was recuperating in Yongcheng and did not go. Although it would be more troublesome for Xu Zhi to leave the palace this year, she still found a way.

The carriage had just come out of the main street and stopped in front of Wang Ben's mansion.

Zhao Jia had just dismounted from his horse when Ying Hehua got off the sedan chair. The two of them paused for a moment.

Xu Zhi suddenly remembered that the last time he met Zhao Jia was before he went to Chu, when they discussed the matter of the Chi Road. However, Wang Jian conquered the six kingdoms, and five of them were his own.

"Wang Ben invited you to a banquet, and you're here?"

He looked at her and said, "Outsiders think I shouldn't have come, but when I think about it carefully, the ones who really destroyed my Zhao State might be the princess and Zhang Liang."

Xu Zhi was about to speak.

He smiled again, "How can Zhao not perish with a traitor like Guo Kai?"

No matter how many times, even though Zhao Jia had turned enemies into friends and treated Ying Hehua as a political figurehead, he still couldn't stand Ying Hehua's eyes - she was wearing a dark black dress with an intricate crimson wide belt tied around her waist, which was bright and flamboyant, showing the majesty of an imperial princess.

Zhao Jia bowed. "The construction of the Chidao Road has been completed. It leads to Beijun, and transportation has been greatly improved. The daughter of Zheng Guo is indeed like her father, a skilled worker. Her invention of the 'construction roller' method has saved a lot of manpower. And Her Highness the Princess has also made considerable contributions."

The Qin State has always built large palaces. Ying Zheng also followed this tradition when building palaces, and the palaces he built almost covered the sky and blocked out the sun.

Zhao Jia always felt that father and daughter had similar habits. In addition, when Ying Hehua married Chu Naiguomeng, she brought a lavish dowry, and she never returned any of the money.

If she built a palace in Kuaiji, it would definitely not be lower than the specifications of Zhilan Palace.

"Princess, your highness, went to the Southland, and despite the criticism from both the government and the public, she ultimately didn't go. This also saved her the trouble of establishing a government office in Daze Township."

She smiled and said, "The money issue is easy to handle. Li Xian also helped at that time. If anything happens in Shangjun in the future, don't forget him."

Zhao Jia had already learned from Lu Ze that she and Li Xian had broken up in Hanzhong because of Zhao Gao.

As for Zhao Gao, Zhao Jia knew him. His family was a well-known Handan clan in the Zhao Kingdom, and had some kinship with the royal family. However, after the Battle of Changping, the entire Zhao Kingdom's nobles were killed or wounded, and Zhao Gao's ancestral branch was even less numerous...

Zhao Jia didn't understand why Ying Hehua was so hostile towards a eunuch. However, Ying Zheng's daughter was quite interesting from a young age; despite her clearly strained relationship with Li Xian, she still supported him. As far as Zhao Jia knew, Li Si hadn't offered much opinion on the campaign against the Xiongnu, and the war that led to the destruction of the Xiongnu showed that his military abilities were rather mediocre.

If Li Xian is like his father, then… Zhao Jia smiled and agreed, “Your Highness the Princess has always been vindictive and doesn’t take others seriously. It’s truly unprecedented and thoughtful of you to give Supervisor Li this kind of advice.”

She felt embarrassed at being seen through, and she resumed her usual arrogant demeanor. "Really? I see you're not very happy following the water and hunting eagles in the north? Why do you keep coming back to report on your work? How about I help you return to Xianyang and live in the Zhao family's palace?"

……

Zhao Jia felt that it was not easy to get along with Ying Hehua in harmony, and it was a miracle that Zhang Liang did not die of anger.

Only then did he notice the two women beside him. He knew Wang Yan, Wang Wan's only daughter. The other girl had bright eyes and delicate features like a porcelain doll, making it hard not to notice her. Upon closer inspection, she bore a striking resemblance to Ying Hehua.

It's just that they dress normally...

"It's just the first snow, but the princess seems to be in the middle of winter. Since she's afraid of the cold, why does she leave the palace so frequently? Isn't she afraid of being killed on the way?" Zhao Jia said.

"You're already over forty, but why don't you look like an elder?"

"...Over? I'm the same age as Ying Zheng."

"Maybe you look older."

……

"Do you often speak to your father in this tone?"

It might have been possible a few years ago, but now she wouldn't dare to speak to Ying Zheng like this. Probably from the beginning until now, she and Zhao Jia had been talking in this way, not even able to contain her true emotions.

Xu Zhi glanced at him and snorted, "What do you care?"

...Zhao Jia sighed and found he couldn't do anything about her.

He thought, fortunately she was Ying Zheng's daughter, so she couldn't make him angry normally...

Ying Hehua walked to the front, and Zhao Jia only then realized that there was no cover on his head and snow was flying everywhere.

The man in front stopped again. "General Zhao, His Highness said that although this place doesn't have the wind and frost of Shangjun, it will still be snowy."

The maid said as she handed him an umbrella.

The soft touch made Zhao Jia, accustomed to the reins, feel uncomfortable. Ying Hehua truly had a taste for luxury; even the umbrella handle was wrapped in black velvet.

The calluses on his hands pressed against the umbrella handle, making him tremble. He felt fortunate that she was the daughter of Ying Zheng, but why did he also feel a strange envy?
Feng Qian greeted her.

The wind blew up the beauty's hair, and the harmonious atmosphere made Xu Zhi forget the unpleasantness of speaking to Zhao Jia in a sarcastic tone.

She walked behind the screen and suddenly heard a voice.

Sunk in the water, it was neither flat nor dull, very different from the past, wrapped in cold air... and very similar to what she heard in her dream, vicissitudes and sharp.

She subconsciously tightened her sleeves.

During this time, she wanted to win over the people in Xianyang, so she hinted to Feng Quji to let Li Xian stay in Hanzhong to handle the migration of the Han royal family. The migration was complicated and easy to offend people.

Li Xian has always been in charge of the Chu area, and Zhao and Han are not within his reach.

Logically speaking, he couldn't come back within a month.

The wind suddenly blew hard, the tassels of the hairpins swayed wildly, and the snow foam wet the embroidery on the toes of the shoes.

"Are there any distinguished guests in your house?"

Feng Qian was stunned, "Didn't the princess say..."

The pear wood doors on both sides were slid open silently by the maids.

He sat at the side table, the backlight shone on his nose, and his pupils were like cold pools.

Wang Ben stood up from his seat and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, Yong'an, has arrived sooner than I expected. Since the princess has important matters to discuss with the inspector, I will be leaving first."

Feng Qian wanted to say something, but was stopped by Wang Ben.

Xu Zhi felt a sudden chill on the back of her neck. She now knew how terrifying it would be if her opponent really became Li Xian.

Layer upon layer of secrets shrouds and covers the body, and the dark and accumulated past entangles repeatedly. Even the gaps between bones are filled with depression, making people feel breathless.

The table and the ground were covered with scattered bamboo slips. In addition to the mystery of Feng Qian's past identity, there was also the content of a prophecy book!

——Feng Qian’s father, the governor of Yingchuan was relocated and the Qin army lost 200,000 men.

——Wang Li was captured in Julu and died at the hands of Xiang Yu.

"Since Chen Ping has asked the princess to make the prophecy public, I think it would be best if General Wang were the first to know."

"Wang Li is only nine years old, and today is his birthday." She suppressed her trembling voice, "Are you crazy?"

He stood up from the table and passed by her. At the moment of passing, he tilted his head, and his black eyes slid to the corners of his eyes and glanced at her.

She never knew that after his eye injury healed, he would be so ruthless in his attacks.

But he looked sad, and his voice was cold and loose, like a blade scraping past.

"Then who's to blame?" he asked. (End of Chapter)