It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 567 Palace Banquet (1)

It was Ying Zheng's birthday as the year was coming to an end. During this period, Ying Zheng sat and discussed Taoism with the immortal master from Yunyou Palace. The emperor was in great interest. This year's New Year's Eve, the palace banquet was still held in Gaoquan Palace, and it was more lively than in previous years.

"Your Highness, we have arrived at Gaoquan Palace."

Xu Zhi took this opportunity to read the letters Wang Yan had written to her. Li Xian had a good conscience, having not returned the letters when she was detained. Including this one, she had written a total of sixteen letters to her.

Shen Zhi was just about to help her get out of the car.

As soon as the carriage stopped in front of the palace road, Li Xian stared at it.

He got off the horse, raised his face, smiled at her with such charming eyes, and then naturally extended his hand to her.

?

It seemed like they got along very well during those two hours in the mansion just now?

——"Qi Ru must be at the banquet tonight. Your father shouldn't bring up his theory of book burning at this time, right?" she asked.

She sat upright as she asked about important matters.

Li Xian rested his elbows on the table, tugging at his sleeves, and said nonchalantly, "Father has his own ideas. I can't guess them. I don't know when he wants to submit a petition."

She really felt that she had made a mistake in her judgment. She said five days, but he couldn't even pretend for five hours.

"..."

Li Xian saw her stand up and about to leave, leaning forward and immediately grabbing her wrist before saying, "...Father's explanation is very different from last time."

"Have you seen the book?"

He raised his eyes and said, "Chen Ping is still somewhat useful."

Xu Zhi paused, "Chen Ping? Didn't I ask him to go with Lu Heng to investigate the identity of the Immortal Master?"

Li Xian heard this. "Master?" He smiled and said, "I guess they've already finished their investigation and came to visit my father."

Xu Zhi took a step forward, suppressing his anger. "Li Xian. Even if Chen Ping took the high-speed rail, there's no way he could have gotten back to Xianyang from Linzi in a day. Tell me the truth, has your father already sent it to the Zhangtai Palace?"

Li Xian heard Xu Zhi talk about the high-speed rail, which seemed to be a very fast means of transportation.

Chen Ping?

The day before, as if he had seen a ghost, he ran to the gates of the Lishan Fortifications Office, desperately trying to clear his mind. "Lord Li... I really didn't tell the princess that she knew Zhang Liang hadn't lost his memory. The person who said that was Zhao Gao at the Lishan Palace..." He swallowed, "...The princess deeply resents Zhao Gao and has set her sights on Yunyou Palace. I think if Lord Li wants to maintain a harmonious relationship with the princess at Lishan, he should consider this and refrain from arguing with her."

Six or seven years ago, Chen Ping was by her side and spent much more time with her than he or Zhang Liang.

It was obvious that Chen Ping's work style had influenced her. When they considered something, they would always start with the worst-case scenario, then expand upon it, eliminating anything they considered bad beforehand.

Li Xian was very perceptive. Although Chen Ping was recommended by him, his relationship with him was not as good as that with Zhang Liang.

He looked at Xu Zhi opposite him, a smile appeared in his dark eyes, and then he answered slowly,
"Your Highness already understood your father's style of doing things when we expelled the guests, didn't you?"

Li Si was indeed quick and decisive in her actions. If he had not intended to submit a letter, she would not have arranged for Wang Wan to pass the silk cloth to Ying Zheng so quickly.

But "The Remonstration Against the Expulsion of Aliens" and "On Book Burning" are not the same thing.

...Xu Zhi wanted to curse.

Frost crystals mingled in the wind. Li Xian said, "Princess, you must understand that before Lu Sheng appeared, Father first submitted a memorial banning Confucian writings. This was to protect Father while giving the eldest son or the princess a chance to make a difference, wasn't it?"

She paused, the cup rim leaving her lips, expressionless, and said in a neutral tone, "As you said."

The bronze goose and fish lamps on both sides of the palace gate were lit first. The lamp oil burned vigorously, and the orange light penetrated the hollow scales on the fish's belly, casting tiny spots of light on the dark palace walls.

"Your Highness." Li Xian's voice came from the breeze, and people could feel the slight vibration in the air.

She recalled that for Li Xian, he would not choose between interests and future.

He must have long forgotten the old saying that you can't have your cake and eat it too. Just like Li Si, when he had reached a high enough position, how could he easily step down from that position?

If a person's heart has been immersed in the desire for power for thirty years, how can he care about the trivial things around him when he is climbing to a high place?

Regarding book burning, Li Si could have avoided taking extreme measures, but that was the quickest and most deterrent method, wasn't it?
Dusk fell behind the Qin Dynasty's palace complex.

They arrived quite early, and although there were guards and palace maids, it was quiet all around.

Li Xian extended his hand toward her.

The dark official robe made him almost blend into the palace. The only bright color was the cold silver light on the hook.

He had probably been investigating the imperial mausoleum for a month. There wasn't much sunlight, and under the frosty moon, there was a complex smile in his eyes, which made him look even more inhuman, like a ghost.

If he was not wearing heavy shackles, his eyes would not always be gloomy, and Xu Zhi would not have misunderstood the smile in his eyes as having no intention.

She bent down to get out of the car, and was about to put her hand on his shoulder when she heard a familiar voice. "Your Highness Yong'an."

"Ayan, you came so early. I thought I would see you in the palace."

The moonlight-colored skirt made her look like a fairy.

"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time," Wang Yan swallowed the second half of the sentence about being imprisoned.

Over the years, especially after Wang Wan left, Wang Yan often wore dark blue, and her every move exuded a kind of cold beauty.

Wang Yan stretched out her hand towards her, curled her fingertips lightly, and tears were faintly visible in her apricot-shaped eyes.

Xu Zhi thought that she was still the same as when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, looking weak and fragile.

"It's okay." Xu Zhi held her hand and got off the carriage. "Look, I'm fine."

Wang Yan raised her head and looked at her. "Your Highness has lost a lot of weight. Why did Your Highness say you were going to Mount Li again? Your Highness... Your Highness, you can't go to those lonely places without telling me like before... You didn't even write to me when you were in Kuaiji. I was so worried..."

Xu Zhi was stunned. He had indeed never written to her. Seeing that she was so worried about him, he felt a little guilty.

She pulled out the letter she had written this morning from her sleeve. "Look, I'll keep it with me. I'll tell Yan about Mount Li on the way to Gaoquan Palace, okay?"

Wang Yan nodded.

It seemed like she only noticed Li Xian standing beside her at this moment.

"...Li, Lord Li is here too."

When Xu Zhi saw her nod at him, he turned and looked at him.

Wang Yan was afraid of Li Xian, and she knew this. When she was a child, there was a banquet in the Qin Palace, and Wang Yan was about to cry when she saw Li Xian.

Xu Zhi expressed his understanding. Not only did Li Xian dress in a gloomy manner, he was also always solemn and cold, which had once scared Li Zuoche quite a bit.

Wang Yan said, "Perhaps His Highness still needs to discuss something with Lord Li. Ah Yan should wait for His Highness outside Gaoquan Palace alone."

"Ayan." Xu Zhi called her as expected.

?

Li Xian watched Wang Yan's performance and suddenly felt inferior to her.

During the days when he was tied up in Zhilan Palace, Wang Yan's dart skills were several times better than those masters he had captured.

"I think, Your Highness,"

Xu Zhi raised her hand to stop him, "Go into the palace first."

"it is good."

As Wang Yan spoke, she naturally moved away from Li Xian, and as they passed each other, she gave him a smug smile.

"A few days ago, Lord Yao said that His Highness would attend the banquet today, so I came here. There are some things I want to discuss with His Highness in advance."

She leaned over and whispered something, but Xu Zhi started laughing.

The woman coughed again.

"Ayan, are you cold? Why are you wearing so little?" she asked with concern.

……

He braved the wind and snow to rush back to Xianyang from Mount Li, his hair was frozen, but she didn't care whether he was cold or not.

He saw Xu Zhi and immediately placed the heater in her palm.

"It's alright." Wang Yan leaned affectionately on her arm. "I just really wanted to see His Highness."

"It's cold in the winter. Even if you want to see me again, don't come so early."

? ?
Is it possible that he started rushing for official business seven days in advance and prepared for the trip a night in advance?
……

Li Xian felt that his daughter Wang Wan should not be underestimated.

He suddenly understood why his father was obsessed with Confucianism and why he hated Wang Wan and Feng Quji.

This is actually similar to his hatred for Zhang Liang.

People like them appear calm and composed on the outside, but they are actually full of plans.

It's so abominable.