It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

The drunken old man walked forward with a glass in his hand and bumped into someone. The old man immediately cursed, "Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

This old man was quite strong. Chen Ping couldn't help but tremble when he saw him dressed up. He always felt that something looked familiar, but he didn't think about it for a moment and said anxiously: "Old gentleman, it was obviously you who hit me."

The old man stood up unsteadily, stared at Chen Ping for a long time, and then spat, "Wei people? Tsk, you don't know me?"

"I don't know."

A proud smile appeared on the old man's face, "You don't even know about Mr. Xinling's retainer Chen Yu?"

Chen Ping condensed. This old man turned out to be Chen Yu, a famous scholar from Wei State.

A middle-aged man walked up from behind. He quickly helped the old man up, glanced at Chen Ping, and said with a smile, "My old friend drank too much, brother, don't take it to heart."

Chen Ping said nothing.

The middle-aged man sighed and quickly straightened himself up, "Oh, Brother Chen, please stop arguing with others. Let's not cause trouble now."

Chen Yu patted his chest, "Zhang Er! You guys are afraid of this and that. I'm not afraid! Who here is not wanted by Qin!"

Zhang Er couldn't stop him.

Chen Yu was drunk, and became more and more arrogant. His face turned red and he said passionately: "Look at it. King Qin killed the Prime Minister of Han today. If he succeeds in conquering the world, will he tolerate us?"

The people around to watch the excitement, many of whom were members of the royal family who had fled here, couldn't help but sigh deeply after hearing this.

"Hahaha, to put it nicely, we are celebrities. We were celebrities only when Wei was here. Now that Wei is gone, aren't we just wanted criminals!!"

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he pulled Chen Ping hard and said, "I see that your appearance is dignified and extraordinary. Could it be that you are from the clan?"

...Although Chen Ping is good-looking, he has been a very ordinary person in Wei for many years. He had never seen such a famous person as Chen Yu.

Chen Yu didn't give Chen Ping a chance to speak, and immediately shouted: "Sir, do you think Prime Minister Han died unjustly? Were we miserable when the capital was flooded?"

Chen Yu was so sad precisely because the Qin State did not give any chance and sent Wei Jiu and other Wei clan members to Xianyang! He simply has no way to serve the country.

And now, finally there is an opportunity.

Zhang Ping's death was a trigger.

It is enough to make all celebrities, nobles, retainers and nobles, and those who have a wait-and-see attitude towards Qin, completely shatter their illusions!

"Should we avenge Prime Minister Han?!"

Speaking of the tragedy of national subjugation, the current situation is so difficult that the crowd in the wine house suddenly became excited.

"Should!"

"We have to let Qin know that we will not give in so easily!"

"Restore Sanjin!"

This was raised by people and completely turned into a slogan.

"Restore the Three Jin Dynasties and use all your strength to destroy the Qin Dynasty!" The Chu people added the next four words.

Seeing that the situation had changed, a plain-looking Qi man quickly handed over a spy report.

"As far as I know, King Qin has arrived at the bank of the Huaihe River. Princess Yong'an is also visiting the palace in Chen Ying. We should make a careful plan."

This group of desperadoes, who look like nobles but not nobles, who look like chivalrous people but not chivalrous, all gathered together due to a common experience, and started to have a common goal with a high-sounding topic.

Those who contribute money contribute money, and those who contribute effort contribute.

There are many passionate young people among them, but it is not entirely true to say that they are all for the "justice" they talk about. South Korea, Zhao, Wei, Yan, Chu, Qi, and state-oriented alliances have never succeeded, let alone such a gathering of people.

Many of them have their own thoughts.

Chen Ping quickly figured out that this group of people couldn't create any momentum.

But he ignored the existence of one person.

Chen Ping just wanted to leave through the back door, but he didn't have any martial arts skills, and his companions couldn't protect him.

"Where is this brother going?"

When Chen Ping saw Zhang Er carrying a sword and maintaining his polite appearance, he immediately put on a mean expression, "I want to relieve myself."

Zhang Er looked not far behind him and immediately caught Chen Ping.

Zhang Er smiled and said, "Brother, it's not my fault. Since you have listened to most of it, for the sake of your safety and ours, please stay in Jixia longer."

A piece of handkerchief quickly covered Chen Ping's mouth and nose. He suddenly felt numb and his vision suddenly went dark.

Zhang Er waved his hand, and two young men quickly came out of the wine shop, strangled Chen Ping's lower ribs, and took Chen Ping and the people with him out.

Chen Yu and Zhang Er stood in front of the door and ordered Qi Nu to open the door.

The quiet and elegant inner room was already empty.

Sandalwood was still burning in the incense burner, slowly, and the white mist was faint.

There is an ink disk in the middle of the case, and only one white jade is dropped between the vertical and horizontal sides.

It is cool and cold, and it is cold to the bones.

Palace

Before the sudden coolness of the autumn night, waves of heat burned her.

Xu Zhi spent a sleepless night, with tears soaking most of the pillow, and looked at the moon in the sky the whole night.

Early the next morning, when Azhi pushed the door open and walked in, Ying Hehua had already gotten up.

She seemed to have completely forgotten her decadence last night, and miraculously returned to her usual mood, even more leisurely.

In front of the dressing table, there is a dazzling array of makeup and jewelry.

Gray light came in from the window.

She saw A Zhi enter the palace, holding a jade hairpin and gesturing in her hair, "A Zhi, look at it quickly, can I wear this?"

Her skin was as good as snow, and her long black silk-like hair hung down from her shoulders, with a few strands scattered in her white-green robe. The porcelain face is slightly sickly red, covering up the breathtaking beauty, and is as moving as a weak willow supporting the wind.

Ah Zhi, a woman, would be stunned for a moment.

Xu Zhi didn't hear what A Zhi said and thought it wasn't pretty enough. He immediately changed to a Bu Yao decorated with broken jade and asked, "What about this one? Is this good-looking?"

"It's not Azhi's boast. The princess's beauty and grace are rare in the world."

She dotted red sand on her forehead, lightly swept her eyebrows, lightly tapped her red lips, raised her eyes to look at the bronze mirror, and slowly recited a poem:

Make preparations and save money, three stars are in the sky. Tonight evening, see this good man? Zixi, Zixi, where is such a good man?

Be prepared and put away the cud, and the three stars are in the corner. Tonight and what evening, will we see this encounter? Zixi, Zixi, what's the point of meeting like this?

Prepare for Chu, and the three stars are at home. Tonight and what evening will I see this charming person? Zixi, Zixi, who is so charming?

What "Tang Feng·Cui Miao" said was about marriage. A Zhi hesitated, "Princess..."

The sun shines brightly in the daytime, and there are no stars or moon in the sky.

"Did anyone in the secret chamber find out the details last night?" she asked.

After hearing the name, she chuckled to herself.

"I gave her a chance and she didn't want it, so I don't have to be polite to her in the future."

Azhi was puzzled, "Princess. Since you know that someone else is setting up the trap, why do we still go? If they just use Mr. Zhang Liang, wouldn't it be counterproductive?"

"The name they use is the great merchant of Qi, so they are involved in the affairs of Qi and Qin."

She lowered her head and touched the double-ringed jade pendant in her hand, "What if I can really see the ovary?"

At this point, A-Zhi was completely confused.

When Ying Hehua said these soft-hearted words, he stamped his seal on the silk book that Li Si sent to summon Rui Shi.

The seal script of 'Yong'an' is as red as blood, and the seal pattern is like the blooming Handan rose.

Setting up an ambush with elite soldiers, as long as these Qi people dare to make the slightest move, no matter who they are, they will be killed.

"...Princess, if Mr. comes, he will die."

She paused and her eyes fell on the cardamom-dyed robe.

"All kinds of things,"

"Then life and death are decided."

-

Many countries' comments about Ying Hehua are rumors, but the words "unparalleled beauty" are not lies.

She stared at Li Si, who was standing below the lower step, and said softly: "I believe that Tingwei always does things flawlessly."

Li Si watched her get into the car. Ying Hehua was dressed so conspicuously, which made Li Si feel that something was wrong.

On top of the carriage, a series of raindrops slid across the corners of the eaves, shining through her indistinctly.

"Since my father has left this matter to you and me, I will have a private interview with Qi Shang later."

"Princess." Li Si raised his eyes, "Although we are a mob, there may be something wrong with what the princess does."

"Wei Ting made it clear yesterday." She looked aloof and spoke in a low voice. "Do you want to force me to swear before you feel relieved?"

Li Si was stunned, "I don't dare."