It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 577 Fusu's Official Residence, Hong, Marquis of Longxi Li Xin
When Fusu returned from the military camp, two spirited generals followed closely behind him. As they walked in, they talked about military affairs in Chu and casually mentioned a secret about the great shaman of Chu—it is said that His Majesty the Emperor had Meng Tingwei investigate the red stone in his early years.

Fusu's gaze swept across the courtyard, and he tossed the long sword at his waist onto the sword rack with a clang. The scabbard hit the wooden rack and made it sway slightly, but he didn't care at all. He just raised his hand and tugged at the belt around his neck.

Having spent over ten years in the military, he has developed an exceptionally keen insight, like that of an eagle.

He merely raised an eyebrow slightly, his steps unwavering, until he reached the central courtyard, where he entered the open-air seating area. The three men then invited him to sit at the table.

After Yang Duanhe finished speaking, the eldest son at the head of the table raised his hand and said, "General, please wait a moment. Perhaps someone would like to see you." With that, he stood up and stepped into the inner courtyard.

……

Xu Zhi was being enthusiastically invited by the young master to see his 'army of thousands'.

She had just arrived at the storefront when she realized that Fusu hadn't returned alone; he was probably still discussing military affairs with someone. Following their usual practice, she figured it wouldn't be over in less than two hours.

Gongsun Hong refused to let her leave. Very well, she'd run into a kid even more troublesome than Li Zuoche, and he was her brother's son.

She thought it would be convenient to have this robe. "Tell your father that I will come to see him again in a few days."

"No. I have something else to show my aunt," he said, running to his young master who was with him. He took a sandalwood box, opened it excitedly, and magically produced a beautiful, delicate flower.

He handed her the chess set he had just played, "Let's play another game of that, hmm, Gomoku?"

Hong smiled. His eyes, nose, and eyebrows were almost identical to Fusu's, but their personalities were completely different. He had not inherited any of his father's peaceful and upright manner.

At only four years old, her words are full of sweet talk, and there's even a hint of cunning in them. Who knows how many young girls she'll ruin when she grows up...

Xu Zhi recalled what Han Fei had said... Fu Su had listened to a lot of Confucianism in his youth and had developed a refined and elegant demeanor. Even though he was a talented general, he still had the air of a Confucian general.

Xu Zhi couldn't help but ask, "...I've been listening to you ramble on for ages, but you still won't tell me who gave you these straw trinkets, or where you found them?"

Hongchen's face fell. He didn't quite understand why his mother said that mentioning the name 'Zhang Liang' would cause trouble, but he still earnestly said, "Mother is afraid that Aunt will be sad again, so she doesn't want me to say it."

Xu Zhi hadn't reacted yet, "?"

Hong looked at her and mechanically began to recite the words Wang Heng had taught him.

“My mother said I have an outgoing personality and might get along well with my aunt. She told me to talk to her more so that my aunt would be happy.”

Xu Zhi felt she and this child actually had a lot to talk about. "So who gave it to you? Was his name Han Xin?"

This was the first time Hong had heard his general's name, but he didn't know him yet. "Anyway, I won't say it, I won't say it."

Xu Zhi's heart skipped a beat. Han Fei had been by Fusu's side for so many years... Could it be that the person who listened to the emperor's mind was not Fusu, but someone who had been taught the wrong thing?
"...What exactly do you want?"

"Fine, I won't say. Besides, you can't leave until my aunt finishes playing chess with me."

She also felt the same way she had when she was a child. The boomerang pierced her body, and she couldn't help but hiss. The Legalists were really a 'scourge'.

He wasn't even as tall as the sword, but he looked at her, then ran over and dragged the cushion over to her, placing it next to the straw mat, and then stuffed the straw chess piece into her hand.

"Auntie, please sit down."

Hong looked at her and almost grabbed her hand, wanting to make her sit down.

This kid has such dark eyes, and his appearance, tone, and expression are so domineering.
This is practically a case of skipped-generation inheritance!
A few days ago, news came from Shouchun that Wang Jian was seriously ill. It was thought that Wang Heng would take her son back to the Chu camp first, but Hong stayed in Xianyang for a few more days.

Xu Zhi was annoyed that she had given all the dolls she had made to Meng Ye. Little did she know that there were no more than two people who truly appreciated her embroidery.

The child is too difficult to deal with; it will take Fusu to save her.

Her efforts in caring for the children had diminished considerably, and she felt that both Meng Ye and Hong were excessively lively, making it difficult for her to handle them. After much thought, she concluded that Zuo Che was the most well-behaved child.

When Fusu arrived, someone was about to report something, but he raised his hand and his attendants slowly withdrew.

He grabbed his son in one swift motion, lifting Hong up like a wolf cub. "What trouble have you gotten into this time?" Fusu asked.

Xu Zhi turned around. She hadn't had a chance to say a word to Fusu at the banquet. Now, he was still in his military uniform, wearing a scarlet robe that made him stand out.

However, at this moment, Xu Zhi felt that Fu Su should be bewildered in the wind.

Neither of my two closest relatives is someone I can look after easily.

Especially considering she was dressed like that and was setting up a chessboard with her son in the inner courtyard.

Hong was picked up and hooked her arms around Fusu's neck. "...No, Daddy, I want to play chess with Auntie."

He glanced at the aunt the child mentioned; he knew without thinking that the younger sister was no better.

"Hehua, why are you dressed like this again? If Father finds out, you'll get scolded again."

"Dad, I don't think there's anything wrong with Auntie dressing like this."

Fusu glanced at him lightly, "It seems your mother will have to discipline you more?"

Hong quickly shook his head, covered his mouth, and obediently shut up.

Xu Zhi could tell that Hong was more afraid of his mother.

As Hong was being led away by the hand, she didn't forget to tell her, "Auntie, let's play Connect Four again sometime."

...For Fusu's sake, Xu Zhi smiled and nodded at him.

The surroundings finally quieted down. Fusu saw that she was still kneeling on the straw mat and didn't want to pursue the purpose of her visit any further. He bent down and reached out his hand.

"……elder brother."

He helped her up.

After Hong left, Xu Zhi quickly came to her senses and said seriously, "Before I go to Mount Li, I want to tell my brother something."

She looked up and made up her mind. "Father doesn't want me to see those things anymore, but I've moved all of Mo Qi's things from Zhongnan Mountain... I dressed like this because I don't want to cause you any trouble."

She looked at him intently. "Brother, over the years, the discussions about you and me in court have never ceased. If you feel unhappy, perhaps that's what I want you to see in this. Power doesn't shift; it's either held tightly or let go. As long as it exists, no matter where it is, suspicion will never stop. This is something I've come to deeply understand after ten years. From now on, no matter how you deal with me, I understand. Whether you believe it or not, I only hope that you..."

“Hehua, I know.” “What?”

Fusu hesitated, looking at those eyes that were the same as his, yet very different.

After a long silence, with a gentle spring breeze blowing, he said, "I just knew it."

His smile was warm, and even his eyes were warm.

Hong is very similar to his father in this respect.

Xu Zhi continued slowly, "I just hope that when my brother needs help, he will think of me."

Fusu gently bent down and pulled the strange cloak off his sister.

"I do have a problem today. He Hua is very knowledgeable and learned. Would you be willing to help me, brother?"

She flashed her usual sly smile, "I'd like to hear more details."

The hem of his robe swept across the potted plants under the eaves, and even the trembling of the flowers and leaves exuded a casual and refreshing feeling.

We passed through layers of brick and stone doors and went around the screen.

Fusu strode forward, with Xu Zhi beside him.

Sixteen years ago, Xu Zhi was worried that Fusu would adhere to the principles of Confucianism and go to extremes.

Sixteen years later, she thought that if they joined forces, all the problems concerning the Qin Empire would surely be solved.

Zhao Gao, the immortal master, Xu Fu—all of them must be burned in the prophecy book.

The spring breeze is gentle, and there are more spring wines on the table.

“…Your Highness Yong’an?” Yang Duanhe asked.

She put on a great deal of disguise, but people recognized her with just a glance.

Why don't you think she was Fusu's maid?

On the way here, Fusu made her take off that hat that looked awkward.

Her long hair cascaded down her back, and even her plain-colored robes could not conceal her beauty.

The other one paused for a moment, then nodded, "Your Highness."

However, his younger sister was quite resourceful and too beautiful, so Fusu felt that bringing her to meet the soldiers was a bit troublesome, so he made her put her hat back on.

“Xu Man and Hong were playing around, and Hong was being a bit mischievous. Now he's clinging to his aunt, which is quite amusing for you two.”

"We dare not." They nodded in unison.

Xu Zhi recognized Yang Duanhe, who had also seen her during the Zhao State's defense of the city.

They greeted each other politely.

Another one?
“Xu Man, this is Marquis of Longxi, Li Xin.” Fu Su gestured with his hand.

The daylight cast a cold glow on the bronze buckles of Li Xin's black armor. He rose, his tall figure standing below the steps, "...Your subject Li Xin pays respects to Your Highness the Princess."

Li Xin was a great general. Moreover, the Li family had been generals for generations, and their descendants were extremely prominent in various states, especially between Qin and Zhao.

He once cooperated with General Wang Jian to conquer the Zhao state in one fell swoop. Later, he led troops to attack the Yan state. After capturing Ji city, he led several thousand soldiers to pursue the King of Yan all the way to Liaodong.

Xu Zhi had met him once. At that time, Li Xian had injured his eye, and Meng Yi and she saw them drinking together at Li Xian's residence.

But Li Xin is no longer in a state of frustration and discontent.

Ying Zheng appointed him to lead the army to replace Tu Sui in the military offensive against the Baiyue. Li Xin made significant contributions and achieved remarkable results in this offensive, almost establishing the Qin dynasty's territory in the South China Sea.

That year, Li Xin went to Jiuyuan County and, together with Meng Tian in Shang County, led an expedition against the Xiongnu and won another great victory.

On that day, Li Xin was granted the title of Marquis of Longxi.

"Please rise quickly. I am deeply grateful for your respectful bow, my lord. What merit do I have?"

He rose and bowed, saying, "Li Xin has not suffered any defeats in Chu, and I entrust this to Your Highness's strategies in Chu."

She eloped with Li Xian for Zhang Liang's sake. But her prolonged stay in Chu, not returning, was for the sake of Qin. It turns out there are still those who understand without needing explanation.

"My lord, this is not my achievement alone."

Li Xin laughed heartily, "Your Highness is too modest. The eldest son of the prince said that Your Highness is quite good at recruiting talented people. Seeing the officials beside the princess, I initially thought they were strategists and advisors. I never expected them to be such extraordinary talents, truly first-rate in military strategy and tactics!"

Xu Zhi felt very comfortable talking with these martial artists.

For Li Xin to have this evaluation...

There's probably only that one person left.

"Han Xin of Huaiyin?"

Fusu smiled slightly and said, "That's right."

The Li family had served as generals for generations, and their descendants were extremely prominent in various states, especially between Qin and Zhao.

My ancestor Tan (Li Tan), courtesy name Guiyuan, was the Marquis of Bairen in Zhao. He entered Qin and served as the Grand Secretary. He was buried west of Bairen. Tan had four sons: Chong (Li Chong), Bian, Zhao, and Ji (Li Ji).

Li Xin's grandfather was Li Chong, the eldest son of Li Tan.

Li Tan's youngest son, Li Ji, was Li Mu's father.

Although they are not far apart by blood, in terms of seniority, Li Xin should properly address Li Mu as "Uncle".

Therefore, Li Xin and Li Zuoche's father were cousins ​​of the same generation.