It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 575 The Ten-Year Agreement, Defying Fate
Xu Zhi couldn't imagine that Han Fei's gaze could be anything but sharp.

She no longer hesitated. "Sir, are you here for yourself, or because of Han?"

Han Fei smiled comfortably, "I want to know what the princess has proven, and whether the answer presented by the world is what the princess wants."

"...What do you think, Father?"

"Ying Zheng has done very well." He glanced at the moon in the sky and said firmly, "He has achieved almost everything I wrote in the book."

"Mr. Han Fei's mind is so similar to my father's, yet why do I feel so different... Han Fei, what if, I mean what if, there is a world where the status of law is higher than that of humans, higher than that of the nobility, and above all others."

"This is the world that Shang Jun wants to construct."

"Not entirely." She looked Han Fei in the eye. "A world without imperial tactics."

Han Fei was stunned and trembling all over.

"Little princess, you are drunk."

"Yes. I drank too much of Mr. Mo's wine, but I didn't get drunk." Ying Hehua continued, "Han Fei, I'm actually quite scared to see you. Because I found that we have both changed a lot. In my opinion, killing is the only way to completely get rid of someone, that is to kill him. I almost accepted this value. But Zhao Jia died. When I was about to do what I wanted to do at all costs, I saw Xiao Fu and the He brothers and sisters."

Han Fei smiled to himself. Yes, they had all changed a lot over the years. He knew what Li Si was worried about.

She deviated from the ideas he had formulated for her and had her own logic.

"...I can sense that you are very sad. In that case, why don't you tell your father?"

"Father hates it most if I say anything more about Mount Li. ... Anything I say will be considered a rebuttal."

Han Fei didn't know whether he should be relieved or sad that Ying Hehua had learned to be more careful with her words. He remembered Ying Hehua, who had once run up to him and asked him to live.

Han Fei wondered whether it was this era, filled with suspicion, hatred, betrayal, despair, and killing, that required her to become like this.

To this day, he even feels that Li Si shouldn't teach her. He shouldn't.

"Actually, little princess, there is someone who understands these words and the things you are thinking about better than me. It's just that it is not convenient for him to appear in front of you anymore."

"He." Xu Zhi smiled deeply. "The master warned me long ago that it might cause chaos. Now looking back, I am just a ridiculous and pathetic person."

She drank the wine in her hand in one gulp.

"They all think I'm cruel and bloodthirsty. But all I wanted was to save people."

Han Fei looked at her, letting the moonlight fall on his black robe. In this era, human hearts and their interests were the most unfathomable and untouchable. Wasn't his doctrine also like that? He wanted to use the toughest knife, the law as a sharp sword, to split the chaos of this world. The souls who died under this blade would be countless.

If you read Han Fei's book and see him say he wanted to save the world and save people's hearts, no one would believe him. They would think that this was not his own thinking, but rather the values ​​held only by Confucianism and Mohism.

The most stern doctrine was born in such a tired South Korea.

This is simply amazing.

Han Fei knew that no one in Qin, or perhaps in future generations, would believe that Prince Fusu would be the eldest son of King Ying Zheng of Qin. Their ideas and philosophies were vastly different.

This is incredible.

But this is actually very easy to understand for Han Fei.

When a carriage has traveled eight hundred miles and is about to reach the edge of a cliff, if a coachman can pull the reins, the carriage will not fall straight into the valley.

Fusu was such a man. Han Fei understood him, and so he was willing to be by his side. The art of being an emperor is surprisingly the most insignificant part.

All the different species in the world should end up in the same place.

Han Fei thought so.

Even if it was him, Fusu. Or Ying Zheng ten years ago. Or Mo Qi twenty years ago. Or Ying Hehua and Li Xian now.

Their paths may differ, but they all share the same principles that exist in this world. Fight for the ideal world.

"I understand." Han Fei said.

Her hand froze, and she raised her eyes to look at him, a thousand words on the tip of her tongue, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me, little princess. This is why I came to wait for you tonight."

Ten years ago, Ying Hehua saved his dying heart.

Ten years later, he unconditionally believed that everything she did must have its rationale.

"Little Princess. The master kept calling me that tonight. It reminded me of the days when I first came to Qin."

Han Fei thought he was talking about the time when he first arrived in Qin and became a hostage.

"My father would often take me out of the palace. My brother was also in the Xianyang Palace... I was staying with my mother at my grandmother's... Li Xian would occasionally send me letters about his time at Hangu Pass, singing while riding horses with Meng Tian. He would also discuss a lot of things with Prime Minister Li when he had nothing else to do."

Han Fei rarely showed empathy.

He is calm and rational.

"The past wasn't actually beautiful. It's just that memories have cast a veil over it. Princess, don't look back."

Don't look back.

Xu Zhi nodded, "Yes, sir, I can only move forward, I must move forward."

Han Fei had already cleared away all the wine vessels on the table.

"It's good that you think so, little princess."

“Then, sir, after I go to Mount Li… could you, for the sake of this drink tonight…” “I will stay by your brother’s side for a while in this capacity.”

"How long is a period of time?"

"One year," he said.
"One year." Xu Zhi repeated, "Isn't one year too short?"

"Doesn't the princess plan to come back in a year?"

This made her stunned, "Sir?"

Han Fei smiled. "I remember you once asked me a question. I didn't think so then. Now, I think you are a very talented person."

What does this mean? Is Han Fei planning to upgrade her training system?
Han Fei stood up, he stood in front of her, alone, like a stunning sight under the black bricks of the Qin Palace.

He turned his head, his eyes were light, but his words were serious.

"Everyone aspires to be the most powerful person in the world. Why doesn't the princess dare to think about it?"

"Han Fei!" Xu Zhi was shocked, his pupils shrinking suddenly. "You are my brother's staff member."

"I become your brother's advisor. This is a compromise I am willing to make to Ying Zheng for the sake of the world. But as for myself, you shouldn't underestimate yourself."

"Sir, I will pretend I have never heard anything like that."

Han Fei smiled faintly. "Power and intrigue, employing people, checks and balances. Princess has learned all about this from Li Si. Did he tell you that this is the realm of the emperor's mind?"

Xu Zhi paused, but quickly understood that Xunzi had said that they loved their students so much that they could surpass their teachers.

"Sir, some people would go to great lengths to learn such things, but I am not interested."

In the past, Han Fei looked at Ying Zheng and once thought that this was the best example of an emperor nurtured by the Legalist doctrine.

He is used to dominating and is not afraid of his thoughts spreading like vines.

Until he discovered that there was something in Mo Qi that he had never touched. It was undoubtedly exciting to him, but Mo Qi was unwilling to come out, and he felt very regretful.

Is Ying Hehua such a person?

"So, is it possible that the world the princess described will appear in the next ten years?"

Xu Zhi said, "The construction of Mount Li will take three years. I will accomplish the Industrial Revolution that Mr. Mo couldn't. Similarly, this is what I promised Li Xian. Keep your word, that's what Mr. Han Fei's students taught me."

Before leaving, Han Fei smiled knowingly. He stood under the moonlight and thought carefully. Perhaps he just didn't want Ying Hehua to be bullied.

Han Fei knew how terrible the things he wrote and the things in his mind were.

He said something at the end.

"If the celestial phenomenon predicted tonight really happens, I'm afraid that before a year has passed, these things will be dumped on you. However, little princess, you should really think carefully. Does your father really need the elixir of immortality? Does the Immortal Master really want to offer the elixir of immortality, or is he offering the future of an empire?"

Xu Zhi indeed stopped and said, "Please explain it more clearly, sir."

Han Fei really felt that it was probably because he was getting old.

He was entrusted by Mo Qi, or he should call him Tang Zhipei.

On his deathbed, Tang Zhipei made a plea to Han Fei: how could he possibly never see her again...?

—Tang Zhipei said, "I don't want her to repeat my mistakes. Han Fei, you must, you absolutely must, ensure her safety. No one else can do it, not even Zifang, not even Jingqian… Do you know, your very existence is one of the few solaces I have left in my remaining years. There's no need to ask why. It's simply because in this world, perhaps only you can truly understand Ying Zheng's mind."

If I never come back, I think I can give a good explanation to the ancestors and my dear friends.

So Han Fei said.

"Princess, if you think the same as your father, perhaps you should clean up some people for the empire. No matter who the Immortal Master and Xu Fu are, you should kill them."

"And again. You should tell your father directly where your thoughts come from. That way he won't be suspicious of you."

"Finally. Immortal arts, immortality... Ying Zheng doesn't care. What he wants is for the country to continue functioning. As long as the system is reasonable, anything else is just a means."

Xu Zhi woke up with a bang.

An empire tied to the chariot of war needs a battlefield. If there is no place to fight at home, then it will be transferred to other places.

This was exactly what she had thought about.

Whatever Ying Zheng wanted to do, there was nothing he couldn't do.

In his hands, even fate must bow to him.

Can you change your fate?
Isn’t it true that Ying Zheng went from Handan to Xianyang?
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Yes.

Ying Zheng did not believe in red stone, he did not believe in calculating with divining symbols, nor did he believe in the River Map and Luoshu.

The fact that he inherited the throne in a precarious situation, forged the sword of the Qin Dynasty, and conquered the six kingdoms all proved this point.

What magic, what fairy island...

Ying Zheng didn't care.

The Qin Empire didn't care either.

The ten-year promise between Han Fei and the female protagonist is revealed in Chapter 88: The Stream.

"I like your answer, sir. In these chaotic times, few people remember their homeland. You and I belong to different countries, making us natural enemies. But like my father, I respect you and admire your talent. Besides hoping you will impart knowledge to me, I also hope you will be safe. You have spent half your life wandering in a neglected royal family, which must have made you depressed and distressed. It is truly unbearable to see your soul trapped in such a state. Sometimes I wonder, will there come a day when there are no national boundaries, will you think I am a promising talent, will you think I am qualified to be your student? If there were no Qin and Han separating us, would you be willing to treat me as you treated my brother Zifang?"