It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Zhao Tuo turned around and knelt at the table. "Bo Wei saved my life. I will never betray him."

"But your good brother has been dragged into this. Don't you want to pull him out?"

Zhao Tuo frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Zhao Bao knows more about the Shangdang land than many people."

"My grandfather was expelled from the State of Zhao because of this incident. At that time, he warned me that we were no longer members of the royal family."

The Great Wizard smiled and said, "Yong'an and Li Xian are investigating this matter. Oh, maybe more people are involved. Even General Wang Jian has some concerns."

"Bo Wei said that when he was still a Qin soldier, the little princess was kind to him. I have no grudge against Princess Yong'an."

The Great Wizard laughed, "What about Li Xian?"

"Although you don't want to be a member of the royal family, if he hadn't taken away the baggage and defense plans during the Battle of Handan, how could Zhao have been destroyed so quickly?"

Zhao Tuo looked at him and asked, "Zhao is destroyed, is Chu not at fault?"

"How could Chu not have given aid if it wasn't because of the people in the Secret Chamber? Speaking of which, Li Si and his son..."

Zhao Tuo interrupted, "I think you want to kill him. Since Lord Jing still remembers the Chu vengeance so clearly, why not go there yourself?" His expression turned cold, "If it weren't for the fact that you helped my father back then... you would have died countless times already." He waved his hand, "Send him out."

The Great Wizard stared at him meaningfully, "Haha, it's because Young Master Jia didn't listen. I think the next one to die will be you, my lord."

"If it weren't for your plan, why would they pay so much attention to the Shangdang case after Zhao Jia's death? It happened so long ago." Zhao Tuo shook his head.

The Great Wizard looked at him and said, "Long? Not long. Aren't we all alive?" He smiled vaguely and left Nanhai County.

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A secret organization within the court was reactivated on a large scale: the Secret Council. A complex and sophisticated intelligence system covered most officials from top to bottom.

This is the biggest negative crisis brought about by Zhao Jia’s death.

Twenty-eight days have passed since Ying Zheng ordered Yong'an to be detained in Zhilan Palace and not allowed to leave.

For a full twenty-eight days, no news about Zhilan Palace reached Ying Zheng's ears.

If it were a few years ago, Ying Hehua would have written letters to some court officials to make her presence felt in front of Ying Zheng.

Feng Jie was also a little tired of the tug-of-war with Yong'an over the past twenty days.

On the 29th day, a thick silk book was delivered to him, and he finally understood why his cousin said that she was the only person in the court who could help them.

Ying Zheng would not tolerate any rebellion from the six states, even if they had been in the court for many days. Most of them succumbed to the emperor's majesty and submitted to the intense pressure of Qin.

However, Feng Jie sat at the desk, looking at Li Xian sitting opposite him, and felt speechless.

It would be fine if his job as censor was taken away by a young man, but... there was no need for Li Xian to stick to Ying Hehua and be unable to get rid of him when he wanted to ask Ying Hehua to tell him something in secret.

For example, this evening, he just wanted to wait for the Queen to finish seeing Ying Hehua and then have a formal chat with her.

Unexpectedly, Li Xian was there again.

His father and his cousin had been at odds with each other when Wang Wan was still alive.

Now the Feng family is facing another problem, and Li Si is eager to kick them out and remove Feng Quji from his position as the right prime minister.

He was anxious to save his life.

Li Si was also anxious to keep his composure. In this matter, he could win by just sitting back and watching.

Li Xiancai was ordered by Li Si to stay away from Ying Hehua, but on such a turbulent day, he wanted to talk to her about an ancient book.

"What book is that?" Feng Jie asked.

"Sir, His Highness said that this book is called 'Strategies of the Warring States'." Shen Zhi said.

Feng Jie thought about it, but he had no recollection. He was a general by birth, and because he dared to speak out for justice, he became an imperial censor during the peaceful days after unification. Unlike the other civil servants, he naturally didn't understand these things.

"I haven't seen it." He said honestly.

New Year's Eve is next month. If Ying Hehua doesn't behave better in front of Ying Zheng and doesn't ask Feng Jie to say some good words for her, she won't be able to come out next year.

But Feng Jie was scared to death when he saw it for the first time.

[Power is used to make the officials, and captivity is used to make the people]

"...What is this? It's absolutely ridiculous!"

Li Xian didn't know the reason and just thought Feng Jie was exaggerating. He took the book and took a look at it, and his heart sank.

Feng Jie calmed down for a while before he noticed Lü Buwei's signature. He then sat up straight. "Your Highness, where did you get this book?"

"Go back and ask Prime Minister Feng." The princess' voice was neither loud nor soft.

Feng Jie paused for a moment and quickly said, "I'm leaving."

Li Xian watched Feng Jie leave. He walked around the black landscape screen, and she just drank tea leisurely.

He threw Mo Qi's book on her desk and said, "What's in Strategies of the Warring States is not true. Why did you ask Feng Jie to go back and ask Prime Minister Feng? What's your intention?"

"Is it that you, sir, are reluctant to part with Mo Qi's books?" Her dark eyes were replaced by a chilling indifference, and her expression was completely devoid of the sorrow she had shown when Li Zuoche last came, which surprised Li Xian.

"Your Highness," he said, turning to the question, "Why are you reluctant? It's just that Your Highness threw Mo Qi out because he wanted to reunite the court, or to drag my father into this matter, so that the emperor would not only focus on the Feng family."

"Angry?"

He stared at her intently, almost uttering the word "I dare not."

Pleased with his reaction, she pushed him up from the table, shaking the snow off his shoulders. She wanted to take the silk book from his hand, but he suddenly stood up straight and raised his hand.

"Again."

"Oh, Your Highness, you think you can drag the Li family into this with just this scroll? If Your Highness is truly cruel enough to send Censor Feng to his death, you will surely be able to release him from detention before New Year's Eve, and even send me to the Xianyang Prison."

"You think I can't?"

"Of course, Princess." He smiled, lifting her chin with his hand. "But Princess, you know how Prime Minister Feng came to Qin. You went through so much trouble to send someone away. Can you bear to see him come back?"

She pushed his hand away and stopped, "I told you not to touch Feng."

Li Xian was never afraid of these difficulties. He didn't even blame her for dragging him into jail, using tricks against him, and threatening him with his father. But what he hated most was that she never showed mercy to him, but loved Zhang Liang as her own life.

Zhang Liang, still Zhang Liang.

She remembered him, thought about him, and accepted the jade pendant and lantern he gave her.

Until now, even those who have some connection with him can get a little bit of her favor.

How could he not hate, how could he not be jealous.

He shouldn't have let her live so comfortably when she lost power, and he shouldn't have given up such an opportunity when she might bow to him. But she walked towards him gracefully, like a spring breeze.

"Mr. Mo wrote this thing into a book and kept it with Lü Buwei, causing so much trouble for you and me. It's his fault. Actually, it's good to have some free time. It's quite safe in the palace. I think it's time to let everyone know that this destiny written on bamboo slips is not real."

Li Xian knew that the person she was talking about was his father.

After all, once Zhao Gao left, the only people who had betrayed the Qin Dynasty were his father and Hu Hai. Hu Hai was less than ten years old, and after all, he was her younger brother...

"Your Highness, do not forget that the words of destiny are engraved on a meteorite that will soon fall from the sky, not in this book."

Meteorites Fall from the Sky——[The First Emperor Dies and the Land Divides]

Xu Zhi had never experienced this incident. She had only seen it in ancient books and had no idea whether it was true or not.

Li Xian didn't mind telling her that it was true.

Ying Zheng’s lifespan is truly destiny.

She stared at him, almost gritting her teeth, "I dare not forget."

Li Xian lowered his eyes and looked at her hatred for him, "Yes. This is the right look."

Seeing that she was holding back, Li Xian raised his hand and broke off a dead branch of pear blossoms hanging beside him. He blew away the snow foam and unexpectedly discovered a little green bud under the snow. He naturally handed another branch to Xu Zhi, hoping that she would also discover this insignificant hope.

"What should have taken seven years has been accomplished in four. Ren Xiong and Zhao Tuo have established counties and prefectures in the south. Your Highness should be pleased."

"Happy? Yes, I am happy." She pinched the dead branch, glanced at it casually, didn't find any green, and was about to throw it away.

Li Xian held her wrist and said, "Princess, what do you think of the discussion I had with Your Highness that day?"

Xu Zhi paused, "Li Xian. Didn't you listen to what I said a few days ago? You must know what the next five years will be like. My mother was rescued, and Fusu was not hated, but your father seems to have never given up his obsession with the position of prime minister. Why don't we each take good care of our own fathers?"

"Your Highness, do you want to clear the air?" He laughed.

"Since we're collaborating, it's easy for us to get into trouble. Why don't we just go our separate ways, on opposite sides of the road?"

Li Xian leaned forward slightly, his eyes full of confusion, "Azhi, how can you say that?"

His expression darkened. "Who said we'd be allies?" He stood up, strode over, and grabbed her shoulder, his expression dangerous. Zhao Gao's words kept replaying in his mind: "In the last five years, you said you wanted to sever all ties with me? Did you really want to abandon me like that? Did you really hate me that much? And why did you hate me so much?"

She pushed him, but failed to push him, and smiled, "See, you always tend to go crazy."

There was no time for Xu Zhi to speak.

The noise of two children could be heard from the open space in the front hall.

"Sister, the snow is the thickest here."

The eunuch shouted to catch him, "Oh my, my two young masters, please go back to the palace quickly. You can't stay here. You just came back from Yongcheng, you can't run around like this."

At this time, a familiar girl spoke again. "I told you to go back, so go back. Don't worry, you really did damage the peach charms on the wall!"

It snowed heavily last night, forming a thick layer that made a crunching sound when you stepped on it.

"Agao. What are you doing?"

It's ok for Ying Gao to come alone secretly, and he also brought a little one with him...

Gongzi Gao glared at Hu Hai and said, "I've brought you here to see my sister. If you dare to cry again, I'll tell my father that you destroyed his favorite painting."

"...Okay." Hu Hai held back his tears. "I won't cry anymore." (End of Chapter)