It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

There is no difference between Zhangjiadian in Jiaxian two thousand years ago and two thousand years later.

She took a fancy to an embroidered silk handkerchief with two dragonflies embroidered on it, a yellow one perched on the edge of a lotus leaf, and a blue one perched on the tip of a pink lotus leaf.

There is a saying that it is only when the little lotus shows its sharp corners that a dragonfly has already stood on it, which is very poetic.

During the Warring States Period, when doing business, you needed to compare prices in your pocket. Xu Zhi originally thought that being generous was in line with her status. But then she thought, her money was the result of Ying Zheng going to work in Zhangtai Palace before dawn, not the strong wind. Since ancient times, being diligent and thrifty has been a virtue.

So she only paid three Qi coins.

Fortunately, her price is high.

Zhang Liang originally thought that Ying Hehua would be like all the royal nobles, thinking that she was unfamiliar with the currencies of different countries and could not use money. But she is very knowledgeable about the value of commodities on the market. She even knows how to exchange special-shaped coins like Chu Dabu and understands valuation.

Ying Hehua didn't watch the girl's favorite things. After she bought the handkerchief, she never patronized other items, but she liked to join in some strange fun.

At this moment, Zhang Liang wanted to drag her away because she kept staring at the shop where the ironware was burning. The blacksmith is usually very hot, and it is usually a man who does not wear a shirt.

It’s summer, and the sky clears up after the rain. The sky is as clear as a polished mirror, clearly reflecting the surrounding scenery.

She watched the craftsmen casting the mold step by step.

This shop is mainly used for refining farm tools. The furnace is surrounded by mud bricks, and the main body is composed of the furnace base, wind trench, furnace belly, hearth and other parts. Although the scale is small, the technology is already very mature.

When they poured the red-hot molten iron into the mold, Xu Zhi further confirmed that the pouring method had become common in the late Warring States Period. It was also further confirmed that the Henan area was indeed a famous place for iron smelting during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Chengfu is one of the important iron smelting places.

It's no wonder that Lord Changping chose to raise troops here, but she was not aware of the deeper problem.

Because she has not recalled the joy of being a modern person for a long time - once the time, place and name are imprinted, they become cultural relics of great research value.

Xu Zhi took the initiative to talk, "Excuse me. Hello, I only have big cloth coins here, and I can't seem to find them. Can I use Qin coins instead?"

The man who was striking the iron was startled.

"What kind of farm tools are you trying to hit..." When the man said this, he felt it was inappropriate. She and the man behind her didn't look like ordinary people, they looked a bit like nobles who had escaped.

But this girl's title is also very approachable.

Xu Zhi finally realized why something was wrong the more she looked at it. She turned her head and saw a pile of wooden plow plates, waiting to be loaded with things. These woods were not the straight shafts commonly used in farming in the pre-Qin period. She asked: "Are they assembling farm tools? "

The man wiped the sweat with the cloth wrapped around his elbow before speaking, "Yes. I also heard about this thing. The King of Wei, uh, Prince Jiu of the State of Wei has promoted this, and the officials have ordered a batch from me. Name What song is it called?"

Wei Jiu. It was probably taught by Mo Qi.

"Curved shaft plow." She said the full name. "The shaft head can rotate freely after it is installed, making it easy to turn around and turn during farming. It is a good tool that saves time and effort."

"The girl knows her stuff. The officials said so too."

Xu Zhi bought a pressure plate as a souvenir. But not surprisingly, this thing is too heavy to hold, just like the iron plate in modern fitness equipment.

"Why buy this?"

Xu Zhi thought thoughtfully, "Wei Jiu was reduced to a minister by his father and given to Daliang Zao, the Minister of Agriculture. I hope this is what he wishes."

"He Hua cares about Wei Jiu very much."

"He chose to take over the mess in Wei State, so he had to bear a lot of infamy. When I asked you to go up the mountain to meet him, I wanted to ask you to help him, but I didn't expect that Xian Ye's suicide would be so troublesome. With Wei Jiu's character, he couldn't Don't sit in that position." Xu Zhi raised the axis plate again, "I was worried about Wei Jiu, but it seems like I don't need to worry about him. He should like doing things like farming."

Zhang Liang's eyes moved slightly, "That's very good. Mr. Mo can rest assured."

"Did you meet him when you were in Daliang?"

"I've seen it."

Xu Zhi turned sideways from the sunlight, looked up and asked, "Do you think his idea is weird?"

"I have heard about Mr. Mo's demeanor in those days. He is indeed an expert. As for his proposition, I am also surprised, but after thinking about it, it is not unreasonable. It is just the same as the teachings of Confucius and Mencius." Zhang Liang naturally took Xu Zhi's hand with a heavy weight. At the finale, he lowered his thick eyelashes and looked sad.

"This world doesn't apply."

"In troubled times, we have always believed in the art of kingship." She suddenly looked into his eyes and said, "When troubled times come to an end, I believe that what Mr. Mo said will come true."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "I am very relieved to see that He Hua has become much more peaceful in the past few years."

She looked at him with a smile, "That's not entirely true. For example, I don't want to learn the teachings of Confucius and Mencius."

Xu Zhi raised the handkerchief he just bought and blew it upwards, and the silk as thin as cicada's wings slid across his cheek. She stood up on tiptoes and pecked him on the face through the silk, and then said, "Like you."

Zhang Liang also knew that since he took her on a trip, she would probably make trouble, but how could he know that she would dare to make such trouble outside!

"He, He Hua."

Zhang Liang quickly returned the distance to normal. Xu Zhi grabbed his arm and hugged him again, pretending to be quiet, "If you don't want others to think that my husband has a hidden illness, then you'd better not move."

Husband, hidden illness, don’t move...

Zhang Liang lived for twenty-six years, but he was provoked into chaos by Ying Hehua, who was ten years younger than him.

"Okay, stand still."

He pulled his hand out for the third time, and Xu Zhi was so angry that she really wanted to bite him again.

"I can't walk anymore." Xu Zhi made an idiotic excuse and was about to ask her to say, "Carry me." '

Zhang Liang turned his attention to a tea shop and said, "Then let's rest here for a while."

……

Xu Zhi thought that the wisdom of making plans must have taken away his wisdom in this area.

Because their looks were so outstanding, passers-by would glance at them from time to time, and they would sigh inwardly at their looks, but without exception, they thought that the husband really didn't understand the charm.

As the sun moves westward and enters the mountains and forests, everything is completely silent.

The evening of summer is more magnificent than any other season. The setting sun is like blood, and clouds like fish scales appear, piece by piece and drift.

When she saw the stream in her old house, she immediately rolled up her sleeves and skirt, and started wading into the water without being able to stop her. She didn't look like a princess at all.

"The gurgling water, where is the danger?"

"Oh, there are fish. It seems that people say that if the water is clear, there will be no fish."

He sat on the big blue stone and stared at her, while Xu Zhi was not idle for a moment, catching fish with his bare hands, throwing up splashes of water that stained his white robe.

The girl's pale red skirt resembled the late cuckoo in the mountains. The three days of stolen time fixed the picture into a pattern, which dazzled his eyes.

Zhang Liang suddenly thought about how wonderful it would be if she were not Ying Hehua or the princess of Qin.

But he knew very well that his contradictory identity and fiery sincerity trapped him deeply, and his heart would never have peace.