It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 595 Offering an Umbrella in the Rain: Trivial Matters

After the separation of households, Qin had many simple family relationships. The same was true in Lingcheng, Chu. In five years, the separation of households was strictly enforced. The old couple in Yan's family lived in poverty. Their second daughter married into a neighboring village, their eldest son died in battle, and his wife remarried with their daughter. In the past few years, the old couple have been raising their young grandson.

This is probably because this place used to be a noble's fiefdom, and many nobles were affected by the relocation order. Many of them also worked in the nobles' mansions. As a result, many of the neighbors left, and there were not many people left in this village.

For this reason, Tao Yao was able to properly and smoothly place their household registration here.

Summer has arrived.

Summer rains come suddenly and quickly; when Li Xian went out to make house calls, it was still sunny, making it impossible to guard against.

But at the end of the misty rain, the figure in the pale yellow dress appeared. She trotted towards him along the muddy path, and soon a patch of rainless sky opened up above her head.

"I told you to bring an umbrella when you go out, but you just wouldn't listen."

"If Azhi is willing to bring me an umbrella in the future, I'd be willing to get wet for a while no matter what the rainy day is."

She shoved the umbrella into his hand and snorted, "I don't want it."

This umbrella was made of grease, which is not easy to make when you have nothing else, but she made it.

Li Xian told her to hold the umbrella properly, but Xu Zhi refused, telling him not to worry about her.

"Aunt Yan told me about paying taxes and levies. You're already so tired; what if you get caught in the rain now?"

"I rarely get sick."

She immediately glared at him, "...I think you've forgotten the pain once the wound has healed. You neglected to treat the wound before, and now your fever is even more severe than mine."

Li Xian thought back to that day, when he thought he was going to die, but she took meticulous care of him.

His other injuries were serious but superficial, but Zhao Gao's dagger had pierced his collarbone and damaged his heart meridian, causing him to writhe in pain for days. He had been neglecting to treat it properly, and when Xu Zhi woke up, his wounds unexpectedly worsened.

"If you die of tetanus, who will make me that terribly bitter medicine and fish soup?"

"There's no anti-inflammatory medicine here, and no iodine for disinfection either, don't scare me..."

Li Xian thought he must be delirious from the fever, seeing a hallucination. "Would A-Zhi really be willing to shed a few tears for me?"

The way she cried was truly heartbreaking.

His mind was in a daze; he probably thought he could say this in two lifetimes.

Will you marry me?

She responded with considerable anger.

"You're about to die and you're still saying things like that!" She looked at him and yelled at him, but quickly burst into tears. "I don't want to marry a dead man, I don't want to be a widow!"

She grabbed his sleeve. "Wait here. I'll go to town to find a doctor."

Li Xian fell into a coma.

He didn't actually know how he survived.

In the hazy light, I could only vaguely see a man who called himself a physician, dressed in a blue and white robe.

In short, he thought that his body's functions were different from others after his rebirth, so his wounds healed faster and more quickly.

Since his near-death experience, she has spoken to him much more gently.

A month later, Tao Yao brought a document from an official.

In fact, when Li Xian saw this scroll of letters, he thought about it for a long time before deciding that he should give it to her.

Therefore, he was delayed on the road for a long time, and now he hesitates to speak.

Xu Zhi raised the silk handkerchief and handed him the name on the signature, "Jing Qian, who is this Zheng Guo?"

Rainwater fell along the umbrella, forming a curtain of rain. He pulled her closer and tilted the umbrella halfway over her.

“One of your close friends, a water conservancy engineer, said in his letter that he and Shi Lu completed the Lingqu Canal more than three years ago, and now the entire area within a hundred miles benefits from the canal. This year, the court has commended him and is holding a banquet to celebrate the journey along the river. He wants to invite you to visit his canal.”

Xu Zhi asked in confusion, "It's been three years already? Shouldn't the first day of the canal's completion be the grand feast?"

“You never had the time before, but you do now.”

He was right. On the day the canal was cleared, Zhao Ji had passed away not long before, and Zheng Li was still unconscious, desperately seeking medicine. Seeing her frowning in thought, Li Xian worried she was getting a headache again. "A-Zhi, do you want to go see her?"

"Lingqu, I remember it being in Lingnan?"

"Does Azhi remember the Lingqu Canal and the State of Zheng?"

She wondered, "This name sounds familiar to me. Is he a good person?"

From a political standpoint, Zheng Guo was a spy for the state of Han and should have died long ago. However, the day before Zheng Guo left Xianyang, he pleaded for his father's life. This can be seen as a reward for his father's years of care and support.

Fate also smiled upon Zheng Guo, and he was very lucky. Not only was he able to do what he wanted outside of turmoil, but he also enjoyed the company of his family and lived out his old age in peace.

Thinking of this, Li Xian lowered his head and smiled, "Zheng Guo is a very pure person."

"Okay. Looks like I'll have to go. But where am I right now?"

"This is Lingcheng."

She thought for a moment and asked, "Lingnan must be very far from here."

"It's not far."

She paused for a moment, then asked, "It would require a lot of travel expenses. Do we have that much?"

Li Xian put down his medical kit. "Yes."

“Is that enough?” she asked.

“I’ll figure something out,” he said.

"I'll think of a solution with you." Xu Zhi raised her hand to brush away the raindrops that had frozen on his shoulder. "Let's go to Lingcheng together tomorrow."

"You're not sleeping well, you need to get some rest."

"I haven't had a headache lately. It's true that we need a lot of money for travel expenses, and my old friend didn't even think to send me some."

How could the State of Zheng have imagined that Princess Yong'an would one day be so impoverished?

“We also need two bundles, a document, and two horses,” she said, then thought seriously for a moment, “Oh dear, I forgot whether I can ride a horse.”

Li Xian looked at her intently and repeated, "It's okay, I'll teach you if you forget."

She smiled and nodded, then asked, "By the way, how are those piglets doing?"

"The piglets have been born, but the sow is having a difficult labor. It's raining tonight, so we'll have to wait and see."

Heaven knows what Bian Que would think if he knew Li Xian had become a veterinarian in a quiet village.

"Huh? Didn't you go into the shed?"

Li Xian was puzzled by her question. If people live in thatched huts, what kind of treatment do pigs receive?
The saying goes, "Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs." The kindness in Xu Zhi's eyes made her exactly the same as when she first arrived.

How could she accept that she had personally caused the deaths of some people?

On this rainy day, for the first time, Li Xian felt that it might be a good thing if she didn't remember any of her past, if she forgot all the pain, betrayal, and bloodshed.

……

"Li Xian, let's go home quickly, the rain is going to get heavier soon."

"it is good."

"...Let's go take a look at that pig you mentioned later."

"..."

“You finally managed to save those piglets… It would be so pitiful if the mother pig died from the rain…” Xu Zhi shook his sleeve and looked at him. “Jing Qian, even though it’s about saving animals, you can’t be biased.”

Li Xian thought that he had repeatedly fallen into this state because he was moved time and time again by such trivial matters.

However, what awaits them is not always a small matter.

A parade is about to begin.