It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 597 The Meteorite in Dongjun, Encountering Ying Zheng Again (The wait is over!)
Just then, a hoarse shouting and cursing came from behind. A plainly dressed child stood there in a disheveled state, his face covered in dust and his sleeves torn.

All that could be heard were whispers from those around them, "What a tragedy. They're even taking the things of children and old women... Originally, all the newborn calves and piglets in the village should indeed be registered under the Zhao family's name... But now that the farmland has been converted to rice paddies and the new law has been promulgated, why are these people still taking other people's pigs away?"

It has been three years since Zhang Liang left Lingcheng. The Yan family children don't remember him, but his grandmother recognized him at a glance. Zhang Liang gently shook his head, telling her not to make a fuss.

The boy from the Yan family was about ten years old, let's call him A-Yan. He was usually very mischievous and liked to peek through the fence to see if Li Xian and the others had set the fire on fire again and how much soot had been produced.

The child probably realized that the two 'stupid' adults next door were not as 'sensible' or 'capable' as he was, so he couldn't help but laugh at them.

Actually, Ah Yan is right. When it comes to farm work, Li Xian and Xu Zhi are all theory and no practice; they're practically useless. Especially Li Xian's attempt to retrieve memories of his time in Shangcai before he was ten—he's more likely to make things worse, let alone planting rice…

Xu Zhi actually knew how to plant rice. She went down to the field to try, but unfortunately, she was not in good health and almost fainted after working for a short time.

"Haha, Sister Azhi is too weak!"

After being punched, A-Yan immediately shut up. Afterwards, probably after his aunt and uncle said something, he stopped mocking the woman for being weak and quickly ran over to help them. Little did he know that the elderly couple had completely misunderstood… However, Xu Zhi's head was constricted by blood stasis, and her pale face that time frightened Li Xian so much that he never dared to let her do anything strenuous again.

Kids always have a lot of ideas. Once, he crossed his arms and said to Li Xian, "I'm always teaching you guys, you have to give me something in return, right?"

What benefits do you want?

He thought the boy wanted money, but the boy looked up at Li Xian and said, "I'll teach you how to plant seedlings, light a stove, and weave things, but you can't call me 'little brat' in private..."

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"Your house isn't soundproofed, I can hear everything. I can hear everything, from weddings to other people talking about marriage."

Li Xian paused. Xu Zhi was also taken aback.

In fact, during the Qin Dynasty, boys separated from their families at the age of twelve, and their average lifespan was only around thirty years old, so he could not be considered precocious.

“Why don’t you call me Master!” A-Yan said, raising his head.

Li Xian hadn't heard such words in years, and his eyes narrowed instinctively, startling the child, who quickly hid behind Xu Zhi. "...Sister Zhi, I, I was just joking with Doctor Li, haha."

"Please enlighten me, Master Yan," he replied.

It could be said that Li Xian was used to being flexible and adaptable, and when he occasionally showed humility, he did it quite convincingly, without seeing anything wrong with it. Or perhaps Li Xian was reminded of someone—he had genuinely wanted to call Jing Ke, who taught him swordsmanship, "Master," but Jing Ke found it too troublesome…

In matters of imparting knowledge, teaching skills, and resolving doubts, Li Xianyuan was not as fortunate as his father, who encountered figures like Lü Buwei and Xunzi. Most of his mentors died at the hands of the Qin people… such were Bian Que, Jing Ke, and Meng Tian, ​​and naturally, his father was also among them.

As they got closer, they saw that one of A-Yan's noses was bleeding. The people behind them caught up and pointed at them, telling them not to meddle. A-Yan held the little pig tightly in his arms, while his grandmother raised her hand and slapped him hard on the back, yelling at him to let go.

Xu Zhi recognized him; the people surrounding him were the same people who had come to the shop earlier. She had given the spoiled young master quite a few things before he allowed her to sell her summer medicine here.

The matter is now quite clear: the Yan family's child was beaten by that young master named A-Cheng, and he retaliated. Though called a young master, he is actually a member of the Zhao clan, a former noble family of Chu. How could a commoner like A-Yan possibly afford to offend them, let alone dare to compare himself to them…

Given such customs, how dare we confront them head-on?

His grandmother's actions, though seemingly harsh, were actually to protect him. Fifty years earlier, they would have been reduced to being buried alive with the nobility.

"Grandma, I did nothing wrong. He was the one who tried to take it from me! When I refused, he slapped me!"

"You lowly commoner! How dare you do this?" The other side had a large number of people and was arrogant.

"Quickly, child, admit you're wrong!"

"I did nothing wrong. I simply did nothing wrong!!"

Ah Yan stood there with her neck stiff, watching as the servant was about to come up with an iron hoe!

Zhang Liang tried to get up, but was stopped by a Mo family woman behind him. Fu said, "Sir, you mustn't. You know what kind of person Xu Fu is. You came to Lingcheng because of the Immortal Master's request."

Li Xianyi grabbed the man's arm, but due to his serious injuries a few months ago, he was at a disadvantage against so many people. Now that Zhang Liang had appeared, regardless of whether they were friend or foe, they couldn't easily expose their identities in Lingcheng. He figured he could just take a hit, so he loosened his grip, letting the iron weapon fall on him.

"Stop!" Xu Zhi shouted, and for some reason, the words just came out naturally. "Lingcheng has a city magistrate, and the county magistrate should decide who is right and who is wrong. How dare you be so lawless? Isn't this an unauthorized armed conflict?"

Unauthorized armed conflict is a serious crime.

The woman's voice carried an unusual chill and majesty, and the man beside A-Cheng seemed to lose his imposing aura, appearing as if bewitched and afraid to meet her gaze.

"Who are you, young lady? Didn't you see the notice? A major incident happened in our area a few days ago. The authorities said that cattle and pigs must be slaughtered for sacrifice! A hundred of them! This is the law!"

Important

What's the big deal?
Xu Zhi didn't have time to think it through.

It was considered very bad if such noises occurred on the streets near dusk during the Qin Dynasty.

Especially on such an important day.

Tao Yao asked passersby on her way to the market. Many were in a hurry. As she walked further, she heard a faint tremor in the ground... the sound of horses' hooves and cart tracks, the rhythmic vibrations indicating a large-scale event. In this era, the emperor's itinerary was an absolute secret.

Local officials at the lowest levels would only react within a few hours, and the common people would only know that His Majesty the Emperor was touring the area when he arrived.

"His Majesty the Emperor personally went to pay his respects to Marquis Wucheng."

Xu Zhi thought that she was more curious about someone else than the unreachable Emperor.

The first to arrive was the messenger courier.

The crowd saw a white banner of the rank of a marquis or king.

"Who is Marquis Wucheng?"

“It’s General Wang! How come you don’t even know that, young lady?” A knowledgeable middle-aged man said emphatically. “This young lady is obviously from Han. We have long heard of the ferocity of the Qin army, and with such a large army coming here, we elders are all terrified… The General is strict and disciplined, and he does not commit the slightest offense. The General has been in Chu for six years, and his governance has been effective. The rice harvest has increased several times over. He is truly a god to us…”

The man wanted to say something more to Xu Zhi.

Li Xian's expression turned unusually heavy. "Azhi, let's go home quickly."

Ah Yan, who was standing next to him, asked naively, "Didn't they say that an important person wanted to pass by and that they had already blocked the road?"

The lockdown is obvious.

Xu Zhi looked up at the imperial convoy, a sight that no one dared to even look up at.

Dark clouds covered the ground, and a thick black banner pressed down on the road. Everything was magnificent and solemn, making people afraid to breathe.

The wind lifted a corner of the carriage's heavy curtain, offering a glimpse of the emperor's face. But no one dared to look up.

But at that moment, two people saw the person sitting inside the car.

Xu Zhi saw Ying Zheng, who was resting with his eyes closed.

Her heart was pounding inexplicably, making her feel unwell.

Beside her, A-Yan stared intently at the magnificent carriage. He suddenly whispered, "Sister Xu Zhi, Zhaocheng says I'm a commoner, but are kings and generals born noble?"

These words sent chills down Xu Zhi's spine; the initial discomfort was overshadowed by the shock they brought.

"What did you say?" she asked instinctively.

Li Xian quickly pressed A Yan's head down.

Xu Zhi looked at Li Xian, "Jing Qian, did you hear what he said?"

Ah Yan wanted to speak, but such words would be considered treasonous. However, Li Xian had just told him to shut up after he finished speaking.

The Tiger Warriors separated the road by several feet.

Meng Yi led his men to maintain the convoy, and almost brushed past Xu Zhi.

"kneel."

At the order of the official in charge of ceremonies, the ruts of the carriage in front slowed down, and everyone in the city knelt down.

After a long while, Li Xian reminded her, "A-Zhi, lower your head."

As Ying Zheng's carriage passed by her side, he felt a strange sensation that prompted him to lift the curtain.

But she just happened to be bending down, pressing her head tightly against the back of her hand, mimicking the sentences they had just spoken.

"Long live Your Majesty! May the Great Qin Dynasty last forever!"

She shouted "Long live!" Her heart was as calm as still water.

Behind her, a woman was trembling almost uncontrollably. Why was she so terrified? Xu Zhi wondered, which only made her seem more like an oblivious block of wood.

Not far away, also during this parade, Xiang Liang tightly covered his nephew's mouth, forbidding him to speak.

The imposing young man from the Xiang family said, "He can be replaced."

They were unaware that while the two were in a quiet, secluded farmhouse, they were...

The meteorite that was supposed to fall in Dongjun landed near Lingcheng, within a radius of about 100 li.

According to historical accounts, when Qin Shi Huang saw the inscription "The First Emperor will die and the land will be divided" on the meteorite, he was furious and ordered the killing of all living things in the area where the meteorite landed, "leaving no grass growing within a hundred miles."

Sorry for the wait~ I'll continue writing according to the original outline~ The rented apartment is a bit noisy, I haven't slept well for several days, boohoo. (Not sleeping well is really awful.) The weather has been getting colder lately, everyone please remember to keep warm~ I received a request from China to update~