It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Ying Zheng looked at the black object, but his expression wasn't as surprised as Xu Zhi had imagined. It was as if he was used to it. He also ordered Wei Liao, Wang Ben, and others to come to Fuqiu Palace before the morning court tomorrow.

The main hall of Zhilan Palace was decorated too brightly, and Ying Zheng felt a little uncomfortable looking at those lanterns.

"Go on." Ying Zheng said calmly.

She looked up suddenly.

Ying Zheng simply stood with his hands behind his back, not looking at her. "I remember you loved going to Mount Zhongnan since you were little. When did you first meet Mo Yuan?"

Xu Zhi paused for just a moment before she felt the chill of the snowy wind blowing in from the palace door.

Mo Qi once revealed that he had some connections with the previous king and Lu Buwei.

She knelt on the ground and said, "The Snow Ganoderma that my daughter brought to Grandmother was Mr. Mo's."

Ying Zheng was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

She was silent for a while.

"Father, I met you because of an incident with Lord Ningling in the past. Back then, Wei Ju was held hostage by Lord Changping, and I could see signs of this happening at Yunyi Palace. Later, I traveled with him to Mount Zhongnan, and by chance, I discovered that he had considerable insights into farming. He deserved no credit for being slain in Daliang... The following year, during the naval attack, he had a proven method for restoring agricultural production. When I returned to Xianyang from Chu with Li Jianjian, I discovered that Wei Ju was a student of Mr. Mo Qi. Mr. Mo gifted me with a treasure because I saved Wei Ju."

"The treasure is that special crossbow instead of the snow lotus?"

"...it's snow lotus, a crossbow mechanism, and the Mohist mechanical art."

"He Hua also saw his masterpiece?"

Ying Zheng's laughter subsided, and his voice fell, hanging over her head.

He knows, he knows everything.

Xu Zhi gritted his teeth and replied, "...The cave is deep in the mountains. When the mechanism is activated, the cave is bright as a firefly, and there is a glow inside. It is very magical. The Mo family's mechanical skills are breathtaking. Mr. Mo's skills are superb and he is a god."

"He's a madman."

Xu Zhi didn't understand this sentence, which caused her to go completely astray in the following conversation.

Ying Zheng said this as he sat on a chair carved with azaleas.

Feng Jie, Li Xian, and even Wang Wan five years ago came to her palace and sat on the same seats, but they were far less oppressive than Ying Zheng's.

She had set up the table and chairs for normal communication. When she first arrived, Chunyu Yue and Zhang Liang came to teach her how to read, and they would talk for an hour.

She had never thought deeply about the differences between the emperors and ministers of the Qin and Han dynasties and those of the Ming and Qing dynasties. It turned out that just a chair made her see the intimidation of the emperor's power.

"...Father?"

It was not until the moment his daughter looked up at him that Ying Zheng finally felt the change brought about by his position.

In the past, he knelt at his desk and talked to his trusted ministers at most one step away.

Most of the conversations during court sessions took place on the floor, and everyone was kneeling. The distance between the emperor and his subjects was only horizontal, and not far in altitude.

Ying Zheng actually understood very well what caused these changes.

Human beings are such creatures with endless greed.

The imperial power and royal authority allowed him to enjoy supreme honor, but he also wanted to seek warmth from the cold throne.

Ying Zheng couldn't tell his daughter such true feelings.

He just wanted to blame the thing he was sitting on.

So, Xu Zhi saw her father do something that made her feel incredible.

It was cold in winter, so Ying Zheng stood up and he asked her to sit down.

The lights in Zhilan Palace were relit, and the auspicious light was dazzling.

Ying Zheng turned sideways and asked, "He Hua, do you know why the late king could not tolerate him?"

Xu Zhi hesitated, "What Mr. Mo pursues is not suitable for the time being."

"He wants to overthrow people's hearts. The world is united, and the people's will is irreversible. I feel the same way." He did not let her speak. Seeing the scrolls of letters on the desk, she really followed Lingyu's old custom and wrote down all the big and small things that happened in the past few years.

"Feng Jie said you've been alert and thoughtful lately. But I heard from Meng Yi that you didn't kill anyone."

The light suddenly moved again and again. Xu Zhi knew that tonight's conversation would not be simple, but she underestimated her father's method of interrogating people.

She did not hear from Li Xian the news that Meng Yi had been released.

Meng Yi is still in the Forbidden City.

But what exactly did Ying Zheng want to find out by asking her this?

Ying Zheng's interrogation skills were so proficient that they were hundreds of times better than those of the clerks in the Tingwei Prison.

She had not had time to ask about the tour, nor had she been able to clarify why Hu Hai came to her palace to do evil, and she had not learned more about the relationship between Xu Fu and the immortal master.

The relationship between father and daughter is more like that between ruler and subject. This is a truth she had reminded herself thousands of times.

She bowed her head. "...My daughter did fire the gun at the Lishan Palace. I was the one who caused Zhao Jia's chest wound. I should have paid the price for his death...My father imprisoned me, and I never complained. But the coroner in Xianyang Prison wouldn't lie. Before Zhao Jia closed his eyes, he told me that the fatal wound was in his abdomen..."

Ying Zheng raised his hand to stop her from saying anything.

Ying Zheng's gaze was deep, heavy and so profound that she couldn't lift her head.

The lies Zhao Jia told before his death were too kind.

Finally he said: Tomorrow, I allow you to meet Wei Liao after discussing matters in Fuqiu Palace.

Early next morning

The dew on the corridor had turned into frost, and the red railings were covered with white snow. Xu Zhi had just arrived at Yue Lin Palace when she saw two people, one above the other, dressed in official robes, one civil and one military, standing on the steps.

The man was wearing a crimson military uniform, standing upright with a black official belt tied around his waist. He nodded to the man above him, then turned around.

It turned out to be the left car.

He was very respectful to that man, either Li Si or his brother.

No one should come to Yuelin Palace at this time.

Xu Zhi was a little surprised to meet them.

Li Zuoche walked down the steps quickly, while Li Xian walked down the steps slowly and leisurely, putting the tablet in his hand into his sleeve without any hurry. He did not seem to be in a hurry to ask her about the result of the conversation with the emperor last night.

His leisurely demeanor was consistent with his promise to her of 'not pushing', but this attitude added a touch of awe-inspiring composure.

Hearing that she was looking for Wei Liao, Li Zuoche smiled at her and said, "...The State Captain is drinking. Your Highness may want to wait until he sobers up."

After saying that, Li Zuoche listened to the sound of the chimes and left quickly.

Li Xian lowered his eyes and looked at her as she watched Li Zuoche leave. She should have smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

He tolerated her gaze for about ten seconds before speaking, "He won't be patrolling the camp right now, so he'll be fine."

Only then did Xu Zhi see that Li Xian was wearing a scarlet leather belt around his waist, and the hem of his long robe hung down to his ankles. It was different from the one he wore in the county. His hat and hairpin were also more complicated, and different from the one he wore in Zhilan Palace. This was the official uniform of the inner court censor.

He noticed her confusion and smiled, “Your Highness cares about too many people and is reluctant to let others go. So I’ll have to take over Feng Jie’s duties. In a couple of days, he will happily go on a patrol with my younger brother and return to being a general.”

She looked at him, "Take over Feng Jie's assignment. Is this the official duty you said the Emperor Father wanted to give you?"

He was silent for a moment, "Your Highness, do you still hope that I will stay away from Xianyang?"

"Why would you think that? Stop asking these meaningless questions, okay?"

Her tone was so gentle that Li Xian was slightly startled. He was adept at exploiting her, but ultimately he was unwilling to completely overcome the crisis of trust in his heart. However, he coveted her tenderness...

"...I just don't dare,"

She smiled and said, "If you are willing to believe that this is my true heart, then it is true."

She looked at the rolling mountains hidden behind the mist in the distance and took a deep breath. "While we have this opportunity, why don't we think of ways to make us all feel at ease? As long as Zhao Gao is alive, I will never be at peace."

Li Xian subconsciously pinched his cuffs and thought for a long time, but still made that childish and extremely dangerous move and held her hand.

"I have already sent out the jade seal, and there is absolutely no talk of returning it."

The jade feels warm and cool in the palm of your hand.

Xu Zhi stepped into the palace, and the rich aroma of wine filled the air...

After not seeing him for a year or two, Wei Liao had aged even more. He was leaning against the table, his gray beard stained with wine.

She waited for almost an hour, but he was still lying on the table.

Xu Zhi was so scared that she thought he drank himself to death. She didn't know why he started drinking during the day.

She asked someone to bring some hangover soup.

"Guowei!"

After hearing this call, Wei Liao moved a little and raised his eyelids lazily. "Little Princess? Why are you here too?"

She didn't want to beat around the bush and went straight to the point, "Captain, I have something I don't understand, so I came to ask for your advice."

"You all have so many questions. Dun Ruo died too young. If he, um, were still alive, you would have asked him."

Xu Zhi was confused. "Why did Father call Mo Qi a lunatic? Was it because of something he did? Or did he say something about everyone being equal?"

She remembered what Han Fei had said.

"Everyone is equal... Haha, he can say that." Wei Liao's wine cup was empty and he tilted his head back to pour out only two drops. "Haha, Princess, that's not the most important thing..."

"What's important?"

"...Mo Yuan, he must be a madman to have created something like that."

Xu Zhi felt dizzy. "Do you know what it is?"

Wei Liao tried his best to laugh, but he coughed while laughing.

He suddenly became sober.

"A sharp sword can be a prized treasure, sought after by the world, just like the Great Deer and the Tai'a. But Princess, anything beyond imagination is a deadly weapon. If he attempts to mass-produce it without the ability to control it, it will only cause panic, spark competition, and unbelievable disasters. This is why the previous king imprisoned him on Ziya Peak."

"...Princess, it's like Li Zuoche's identity. Some things can't be pursued too clearly. Just like...your Majesty's immortal master, it's useless for you to ask people to investigate..."

The emperor only asked him to say the first thing. He just wanted to take a closer look at the world during this turbulent time.

Many people thought that Mo Yuan was traveling around the world.

Only he knew that Tang Zhipei was dead and would never come back.

Wei Liao calculated the time and found that Li Si's junior brother Zhang Cang's calculations were really accurate.

With so many ups and downs, he hoped that the Qin Dynasty could last a little longer.

After saying so much, just assume he is drunk.

"Master...Captain of the State, what exactly happened during the parade?"

No matter how Xu Zhi called out, Wei Liao remained silent. (End of Chapter)