It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

A few days later, there was a burst of scolding from Zhao Li's house.

"Dun was weak and ran away?!"

The Handan Ling quickly begged for mercy, "Pingyang Lord. Pingyang Lord, I don't even know what's going on."

"Where did this news come from?!"

"...Yes, it is the military camp of the Qin Army."

"you!"

"As a city commander, you can't even close the city!"

Zhao Li's face was ashen. As a member of the royal family, he was too well-educated. He was too angry to say anything unpleasant.

The city magistrate was the first to lie down on the ground, with sweat on his forehead, "It is the lower official who deserves to die! This must be the provocative words of the Qin people! The lower official does not believe that there are no officials hiding or weak among the Qin people."

The Handan Ling even felt a chill, fearing that Zhao Li would find out that he and his men had secretly released many noble family members for money.

He guarantees it with his head, he has never done this again since last night!

The news came from the Qin Army camp. The crimson hatband on the brim of Zhao Li's hat was tightly held in his hand. He was already planning to find trouble with Guo Kai immediately.

The city of Handan is worse than a few days ago. A few days ago, there were still people walking around on the streets to pass the time. But these days, most people have stayed behind closed doors.

The Zhao army marched out aggressively and searched from house to house to see if any Qin people were hiding.

Zhao Jun was already short of food and clothing, and it was winter again. They acted arrogantly, and after a search, the whole city was restless and everyone was in danger.

Li Xian could no longer go out during the day and could only explore around at night. After three days, he knew an obvious fact - the defense map was not in the hands of the Handan Order at all.

This is the third day of eight

The snow and wind were very strong, so he secretly hid on the eaves of Wu'an Lord Li Mu's mansion at night. He saw that Li Zuoche's parents had prepared a dagger.

Li Chan knelt sadly under a big tree in the courtyard. He still had a white scarf on his forehead and letters scattered around him.

The day must have been raided by Zhao Jun. Even the bonsai and big trees in the courtyard could not escape being chopped down. In the snow and frost in the small courtyard, a small wooden horse made especially for children could be vaguely seen. The color of the wood was changed and then painted with white ash.It's a pity that the wooden horse has long been beyond recognition, not to mention badly broken, and the horse's head is covered with snow and has become moldy and black.

The dagger was cold in Li Chan's hand.

A woman in green clothes lit a fire with firewood.

Li Chan began to speak, "I am guilty of my late father. Guo Kai, the thief, actually accused you of treason. I hate that my child is so incompetent that he cannot even protect your reputation."

As he spoke, he began to cry bitterly.His wife clung to his side, equally helpless.

"Father, I sent Zuocha back to the Qin State. My ancestors of the Li family also served as officials in the Qin State. You may blame me, but they are always better than the current Zhao State. At least they will not bully others too much."

Then, Li Chan trembled and read the many success stories of his father's life over and over again.

Then he threw them into the fire.

His wife wanted to grab it, but Li Chan hugged her tightly.

By the light of the fire, the people on the eaves saw that Li Chan's abdomen was bleeding. Suddenly his wife also vomited a mouthful of blood. She stabbed her body with the dagger in her husband's hand. She used the dagger to stab her body. Atrium.

A chill struck Li Xian from head to toe.

It happened so fast that he had no time to stop it!

Then came Li Chan's heartbreaking cry, "Mou'er, they said they only wanted my life. If I die, you can live. Have you forgotten that you said you were going to Qin to find Zuocha? M'er, you You shouldn’t have married me…”

Li Chan could only repeat that he was sorry.

"Husband." Bai Mou stretched out her hand to wipe away his tears. Her hands were full of blood, and the blood and tears were even more mixed together. "If Ah Chan hadn't saved my life back then, Bai Mou would never have been able to clear up his father's hatred. When I met Ah Chan, I am satisfied with living till today."

She finally smiled and said, "How could I leave you to go to Huangquan Road alone?"

He hugged her, and a lot of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

After a while, Li Chan was relieved and reluctantly hugged his wife tightly, and they both fell down.

In the snow-white sky and earth, the red gauze is red, and there is a lonely place.

What Li Xian saw was a swan song that had been buried in the past.

He didn't expect that Li Zuoche not only had Li Mu's blood, but also Bai Qi's blood.

Li Xian remained silent for a long time.

The warm blood smeared in the white snow beneath them, dazzling and red like the best roses in bloom in Handan City.

He had nothing to give, so he could only sprinkle a tail of Ningzhi grass, in order to preserve their corpses a little better when the Zhao army came to restrain them tomorrow.

The fifth day of eight

The place where Li Xian moved around was a small villa where Mu Ge was housed. Zhao Bing had been checking and questioning the neighbors for days, and his situation was already very dangerous.

Fortunately, we are in Handan City, which has a large population flow.If he were in a well-registered countryside, his identity as a stranger would be almost impossible to hide!

On this day, his bamboo door suddenly rang with a feeble knock.

He was planning to pay a night visit to the city commander tonight. There was no defense plan, so the layout must have been deeply imprinted in the minds of such officials. He had to find a way to get him to speak.

Li Xian vigilantly hid the iron sword in a secret place.

It was a girl's voice that sounded.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone who can save my mother..." At this point, the female voice became sharper and she cried slowly and loudly. "Mom...Mom, please wake up...Oh...can anyone save my mom..."

He pulled the door open.

When the little girl saw him, she seemed frightened and couldn't cry.

This is a pair of ragged, extremely thin mother and daughter that cannot be described in detail in words.

It turned out that he was not a child, but he looked like a child, with a sallow face and skinny muscles, like a monkey.Her mother was like a skinny skeleton, and the bags under her eyes were so blue and black. If the child hadn't supported her from under her armpits, her body would have been almost pressed to the ground, and her whole body would still be trembling and thrusting.

The woman opened her eyes and reluctantly raised her hand. Her arm was covered with a layer of yellow and rough skin.

There are too many such scenes and refugees in the dark alleys of Handan City.

Li Xian was originally a cold-blooded and hard-hearted person. He had no time to care about these people, nor did he have the time or energy to care about them.

Because there are too many.

It's too much.

Li Xian finally took out a bag of corn from the room, threw it in front of them, and sent them away.

"take it."

His lofty gaze and cold voice made the girl unable to help but feel frightened.

The woman was so grateful that she supported her frail body and kowtowed to him.

Li Xian didn't say anything and turned around to close the door.

But his feet were held by a pair of claws.

"Sir! Please save my mother!"

"Ah Tian can do a lot of work for you. Ah Tian is useful. Ah Tian can be a slave. Please save her."

It seemed that she had been rejected many times by others, but she had already perfected her words. The way she spoke fluently and her big, bright eyes made Li Xiansheng feel a little bit unbearable.

The sweet water and herbs were sent into the woman's throat.

In the steaming white mist, the child named A Tian knelt down again, bursting into tears with gratitude, crying until he was out of breath with his nose and tears.

"Thank you...thank you."

"You don't have to think about being a slave."

"What do you want to do in the future?"

He didn't know why he asked this question.

Maybe it's been too long since I've talked to anyone.

Atian didn't even listen to what her benefactor was saying. She swallowed a large bowl of rice cereal like a wolf. She suddenly raised her head, her expression falling into loneliness.

"I have no future in Handan City."

Every day I see blood, hunger, killing, and war.

She has no future.