It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 556: Take Care of Your Father, He Wants to Burn Books Again
"What happened next?" Xu Zhi asked.

"To the east, on the shores of the East China Sea, lies the fairy island of Penglai, which may offer a solution to your majesty's enigma. The immortal master of the Wandering Palace came from the East China Sea. It is said that the immortal master even demonstrated to your majesty the art of swallowing and spitting out clouds, and of riding them."

After listening to such a long summary by later Confucian scholars, Xu Zhi felt that it was difficult for Li Si to repeat it.

She feigned confusion and asked with a disdainful tone, "That's quite interesting. Prime Minister, do you know where the immortal master who said this to my father is from?"

Li Si said gravely, "I don't think they are some sage, but rather Confucian scholars from Qi pretending to be gods. In the Great Qin, officials are our teachers and laws are our standards. The Confucian scholars' theories offer no strategy for enriching and strengthening our nation. Without the support of the King of Qi, these pedantic individuals possess no real talent or knowledge, yet they seek to exploit opportunities and stir up trouble with these ignorant words."

"The Prime Minister is right. What should we do?"

She was still thinking that these people from Qi were probably trying to come up with the idea of ​​feudal fiefdom and restoration of the country.

She noticed that Li Si's expression had darkened considerably. "In my opinion, such nonsense should be banned and burned."

Xu Zhi was stunned and her scalp tingled. She had already burned books in disguise once.

Why did Li Si still want to burn books?

"No one would dare rebel under such intimidation. What do you think, Princess?"

Xu Zhi glanced at Li Si. He was very sincere. It was probably because Ying Zheng asked her to test the waters...

She said nothing, a vein throbbing on her forehead.

"Your Majesty has pacified the six kingdoms, and all under heaven dared to follow. The great cause of unification also includes ideology. Confucian scholars' false teachings confuse the people and incite sentiment, which is detrimental to the governance of our Great Qin. I believe that burning books is a very wise method."

……

My goodness, you're such a fool.

She was very angry, but she suppressed her urge to curse, "Prime Minister, please think this over carefully. My father has been quite busy lately with the immortal master of Yunyou Palace. I think it wouldn't be too late to think about this before reporting it to me."

Li Si thought for a moment and said, "The princess is absolutely right." He felt that he had lost his composure when talking about Confucian scholars. Thinking of the people from Qi and Sikong Ma, he could not help but feel angry.

Li Si glanced at the jade seal on the table. If Ying Hehua was a staunch supporter and believer of the Legalists, then he wouldn't have to worry so much...

But he understood that political power must be in his own hands.

In the early days of the empire, because the Ying clan had little power, marriage relationships were not that important. Also, because Ying Zheng established many major projects, the game between the families of important officials was hidden below the surface.

Everyone knew that Concubine Zheng was a renowned beauty, but when it came to her daughter, no one dared to covet her beauty. The first thing people thought of was her political power. She had advisors, and her assassin organization spanned the country.

She once claimed that she wanted to remain a widow for the Prince of Chu and that Zhang Liang was sent away from Qin.

The inner court officials knew the truth. One of them died under her knife, and the other was forced to drink poison.

No one dares to be the next one.

But Li Xian wanted to marry her, and he tried his best to do so.

Before leaving, Li Si said he wanted to write an essay on book burning. Ying Hehua tried to persuade him, and Li Si finally agreed to let her read it after he finished writing it.

Not long after Li Si left, the bamboo door in the yard was slowly pushed open.

Xu Zhi desperately tried to recall the events surrounding the book burning, but nothing matched the present. She had only read the narrative account of the incident, not experienced it, and knew nothing of the details.

She poured the tea into the cup and poured it out again and again, but she didn't understand what Huang Shigong meant.

Outside the pavilion, Li Xian asked the Shaofu official who came with him to wait outside first.

It was not until he came closer that Xu Zhi realized there was someone standing outside the bamboo curtain outside the pavilion.

By the light, she could tell it was Li Xian. She was not surprised that he appeared after Li Si.

She was thinking about the discussion about book burning and felt a little resentful, so she didn't read the rest carefully.

Li Xian stepped into the pavilion, raised his hand to lift the curtain, and revealed himself to be neither in official robes nor casual clothes. His attire was strange; soft armor was fastened at the front and back, and the cuffs were bound. The scratches on the armor were fresh, and the sleeves were stained with mud… In the dead of winter, who would see so much fresh mud clinging to their robes? It looked as if they had just committed murder…

"sword."

He wanted to sit down directly, but she just looked at him.

"Okay." Li Xian stood up obediently and placed the long sword at his side where she pointed. "Your Highness carries a dagger with him, but won't allow me to carry a sword. It's like the governor is allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps."

Xu Zhi was speechless. "The last sentence is more reasonable when applied to you. I'm not as skilled in martial arts as some people. One day I'm a civil servant, the next day I'm a secret agent."

He smiled and said, "Just think of it as Your Highness the Princess praising me."

Being skilled in martial arts is not easy for people or the natural environment. He had been an inspector for many years but still couldn't get rid of this title. After many twists and turns, he finally became the supervisor of the Lishan Imperial Mausoleum.

Just now, he and the Shaofu were surveying the rock source when the Shaofu, Chang Cong, accidentally slipped on a large, snow-covered boulder and was about to fall. The ground beneath was piled high with sharp, angular stones. At the critical moment, Li Xian grabbed him. Fortunately, Chang Cong was a serious civil servant and was light, so he only broke his arm. Otherwise, they might both have been impaled to death by the rubble.

At this time, Xu Zhi poured a cup of tea and placed it on the table. She was about to leave, but she couldn't avoid the book burning.

"What on earth has your father been thinking about during the time I've been imprisoned in the palace? Why did he bring up the issue of the book burning again?"

Li Xian returned after a near-death experience, and when he came back he saw her and her father talking about something. She looked humble, and even though she was very dissatisfied, she never interrupted him.

He thought of his childhood. Although she told Ying Zheng that she came to the mansion to find her, her real purpose was to ask Li Si about his specific measures and plans for the future.

Just like now, she was asking what her father was thinking?
What she said a few days ago was: She didn't want his father to repeat the same mistakes with him.

He felt that Xu Zhi cared about his father's life and death much more than he did.

"Your Highness the Princess cares so much about my father, why didn't you ask him in person just now?"

"How to ask?"

Xu Zhi was still wondering if anyone in Qi Ru had a grudge against Li Si.

Li Xian was staring at her. He didn't avoid her. He took off the black cloth belt tied behind his head and tried to tie it again, but he couldn't lift his hands.

Then he lowered his hands and said sadly, "I noticed that Your Highness was much more pleasant when discussing with my father than with me. I think any question is fine."

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Xu Zhi felt that Li Xian was the kind of person who was in a bad mental state and didn't care about others.

She simply started talking nonsense, her tone very natural, "Haha. You want me to tell him directly that Prime Minister, you and my father were tied up and scolded for two thousand years because of the book burning incident. Don't do such a thing. You'd better not even have this idea?"

"By the way, I also want to tell you that your son also knows that this is not good, because he died a tragic death. He came back to me and said that he did a lot of things wrong and he regrets it. So tell me what you think?"

"Can I say that?"

She spoke in modern language, pinched her throat, and smiled at him with her eyes curved.

It was obvious that she was joking.

Li Xian rarely saw her like this. She hadn't joked like this since at least five years ago.

He looked at her, and a long-hardened part of his heart was touched, and he smiled unconsciously.

……

Xu Zhi took a deep breath. She almost said to him, "Take care of your father."

"You can still laugh?"

Li Xian: When he goes crazy, he even gets jealous of my dad.