It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

There are people who are willing to die for her, and there are people who want her irresistibly.

A little princess stepped into the war to destroy the country and wandered through it. From South Korea, Zhao State, Wei State, Chu State, everything happened, it seemed that she just appeared by chance, but she was involved in it and penetrated into every place.

Fan Zeng has natural self-confidence, and no one's heart in this world can escape his judgment.

He was about to take a step.

"Mr. Fan." Xu Zhi had to think again to understand why Fan Zeng appeared.

She looked up and asked for her things back. "The matter between you and me is settled in Xianyang. Please give me what you have in your hands."

He's not blind. The moment Ying Hehua heard his real name, he subconsciously held Zhang Liang's hand tightly. Although it was only for a moment, he saw it. Although she was still calm on the surface at the moment, her eyes were quite dark.

Yan Yue wanted to kill her, but she didn't react like this.

Ying Hehua was afraid of him. Fan Zeng easily came to the conclusion.

He smiled and handed back the secret letter in his hand.

"Princess is right. Before opening this thing, the matter in Xianyang has been concluded. Please don't think too much about it."

Yan Yue was taken away by Fan Zeng and cursed Lu Heng a few times.

Unexpectedly, Fan Zeng found a naughty apprentice this time.

Xu Zhi felt that the buy one, get two free deal was not a good deal.

"Fan Zeng."

Fan Zeng turned back and took a deep look at Ying Hehua, and there was a kind of sadness in his eyes. It was very complicated, just like the compassion of a wise man overlooking all living things for these people wandering in the world of mortals, but at the same time it was also accompanied by a superior joke.

"Princess, don't worry, I'm not interested in your Qin's diplomatic attacks. I just like to spend half my time with smart people."

He smiled again and said, "There are so many things that Her Royal Highness wants to do. One thing is too many and one thing is sparse. In fact, Xiaoyue is right. The princess really needs to think carefully about how to choose."

"Mr. Fan, don't worry." She looked at him. She raised her head bravely, with courage in her heart, "In fact, it's better to have a choice, at least there is a way out. If you don't have a choice, you can only make a desperate move. Of course, you can win a big victory. Well, if you fail miserably, tell your fortune."

"Princess, do you believe in fate? No matter whether you win or lose?"

Xu Zhi looked at Fan Zeng and said with a smile, "I believe that everything depends on human effort. Of course winning or losing is important, and living a worthy life is also important."

The complexity was swept away, and Fan Zeng nodded, "Princess Yong'an is indeed brave. I'll wait and see."

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On the last day, Zhang Liang took her to the Zhang family's old house. After the death of Han, most of the Zhang Ping family moved to Xianyang, and most of the branch families also moved to Guanzhong of Qin State. Those who stayed in Chengfu were mostly remote branches.

Xu Zhi is very worried that these people are harboring old feelings and resentment towards the Zhang family's choice.

She quietly asked an old woman in the village, but got another answer, "If Master Zhang and the others hadn't been appointed officials in Xianyang, we people might have been humiliated by the Zhao people."

The woman rubbed her eyes, as if she couldn't see clearly, and felt that the person in front of her looked familiar.

"you are?"

Xu Zhi was about to identify herself as Zhang Liang's wife, but was interrupted by a sweet voice.

"Are you a little sister?" The girl looked at her and said, "You are indeed so beautiful."

The girl who spoke had a white and yellow hair tie, and two thick and long green braids were tied behind her head.

The girl may be one year younger than Xu Zhi physically. She is innocent and cute, but she already wears her hair in a woman's bun.

As she spoke, she pushed open the fence and neatly called the chickens into the chicken coop.

"Aniang, have you forgotten? Back then, a brother and sister and an eldest sister came to stay. I said that the little eldest sister had an injury on her shoulder, so you were ready to let them into the house. Then, they were picked up."

The old woman vaguely remembered. "Oh, that's what happened."

"After my little sister left, we thought dad would never come back, but dad did come home! I said it is right to always be kind."

Only then did Xu Zhi recall memories from many years ago.

It turned out to be them. The Korean captive cook she let go on the way to besiege Zhang Liang was probably the little girl's father.

The girl opened her eyes and asked with concern: "Sister, did you and your brother find your relatives later?"

elder brother. At that time, he called Brother Li Xian randomly. I didn’t expect the little girl’s memory to be so good.

Xu Zhi hummed, "Found it. My father sent someone to take us back home."

"That's great. I remember at that time, you seemed to be injured. Alas, my father must be worried about my sister."

Ying Zheng was indeed worried about her.

Now...she should be punished for being so disobedient.

The girl unloaded the basket of herbs on her back, and then she realized that she was holding a small hoe, and she took it back embarrassedly.

"Sister and that gentleman, why don't you stay and have a light meal? I dug fresh bamboo shoots..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a man's voice sounded outside the house again, "A Ying, I'm back."

A tall and burly man appeared in Xu Zhi's sight. He took off his bamboo hat and carried a large bundle of firewood on his back. He carried two pheasants in one hand and took out a bamboo tube from his arms, which was green and white. There were faint traces of being burned by fire.

"Ah, did you really cook the rice in the bamboo tube?" Aying quickly took out a cloth and wiped the stains on his face, "I just said it casually, and I saw you were covered in ashes."

"Where is the ashes?"

When he came in, he saw two strangers, but he first unloaded the goods in his hands and gave the things in his arms to Aying, and then asked, "Who are these two?"

"Do you remember what I told you before? This is the little sister, and we met again today. This gentleman, um..." Aying looked at Xu Zhi.

If they had never met Fan Zeng, Xu Zhi could have blurted out such witty words as "husband, husband, or someone he likes".

But now, she was choked and didn't know how to speak.

"He is me, mine..."

Although he was wearing a short coat of coarse cloth, Zhang Liang could see that this man was dressed in Chu style.

He knew there couldn't be any more trouble on this trip.

"Teacher." Zhang Liang said.

These two words are like heavy iron, a hundred times heavier than the pressure plate of a curved shaft plow.

Xu Zhi's outstretched hand quickly retracted, as if he had never taken this step. She actually didn't need him to teach her how to stand at all.

In front of outsiders, as long as Zhang Liang doesn't admit it, she can pretend to be very nice, decent and well-behaved.

"Yes,...he is my teacher." She was trembling a little, but she concealed it quite well. She was good at saying duplicitous things. So she repeated it and made up a good reason, "Today I want to experience the journey in the mountains and forests. The teacher brought me here to give lectures. I don't want to encounter Miss Aying by chance and cause any disturbance."

"So that's it," the man scratched his head and very hospitably asked to stay with them to eat together.

Ah Ying looked at her, her watery eyes flashing, "Sister, can you tell me your name? I don't know your name yet."

Xu Zhi's sadness was awakened by this question, "Just call me A Zhi. Gardenia's Gardenia."

A Zhi. She said she liked gardenias. Zhang Liang wanted to pull her away and immediately explain to her why he said that, but Xu Zhi stopped him.

"I understand." She even smiled at him, but the way she looked at him immediately returned to the way she had been in Xianyang after looking at him with sadness, calm, respectful, and completely devoid of girlishness.

If possible, Zhang Liang would be happy to let her continue to act like yesterday and the day before, without being sensible and always being naive and enthusiastic.

The small yard on this side was separated by a fence, and the old woman stood up tremblingly.

Zhang Liangxu gave him a hand, and the old woman looked at him kindly and said, "Oh, my daughter and son-in-law are like this, so they will inevitably lose their etiquette. Sir, please forgive me."

Just at this moment, a baby's cry came from the hut.

A Ying's son.

This was Xu Zhi's first time seeing a baby up close.

Unlike Li Zuoche, the child can run, jump, and talk.

Babies just cry.

Xu Zhi saw the very small doll wrapped in the softest cloth.

She was sure it was because she didn't like babies.

It's definitely not because she drank purple eggplant a few days ago, nor is it because the word "teacher" just made her feel deeply sad.

Ah Ying coaxed her doll, but unexpectedly, children, including babies, loved to play with it.

When Xu Zhi looked at her son, she was very close and stared at him without knowing why. The little baby's hand grasped a strand of her hanging hair.

Aying's child giggled at her. The baby stopped crying, but Xu Zhi was panicked.

At this time, she felt as if the bitterness of the purple eggplant rose from her stomach to a sore throat. It was so bitter, and she recalled the unpleasant taste.

Ah Ying opened her hair apologetically. She stood up and undoubtedly met Zhang Liang's eyes. She remembered his words - I didn't miss it.

At the moment when Xu Zhi forced herself to recognize the reality, the roaring suffocation and depression hit her hard.

Then she felt an unprecedented sadness.

A step away from the courtyard, Xu Zhi and Zhang Liang were like two voyeurs who had broken into a happy family, carefully watching the harmonious and happy scene in front of them.

Ordinary and simple, out of reach.