It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Li Si just opened the secret letter that had been sent from Zhilan Palace.

"This book is quite literary, and the words are full of sorrow. It tells the world events of the past ten years, the contributions of Brother Dotis and my nephew in Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan and Qi."

Li Si remained calm and said, "Brother Yao, what do you think the princess is trying to do?"

Yao Jia handed the silk book to him, picked up the cup with both hands and took a sip of wine before continuing to speak.

"This book was written before the first year. It is obvious that the princess has long wanted to seek peace."

"That's all?"

People like Li Si never speak out their own words. His heart is always hidden behind an obscure look.

If you teach him a lesson that makes him unhappy, he can kill you secretly without even having to lift a finger.

Apart from Ying Zheng, it would be difficult for anyone to control such a person.

Yao Jia was stared at by him, and looked at the sky outside uncomfortably. He put his hand on his stomach and said casually, "Speaking of which, the eldest son has been well-trained in the army over the years and has a high reputation in the army. The eldest son married into the Wang family. I think after the world is at peace, the general will use military force instead of domestic affairs."

Li Si glanced at Yao Jia.

Li Si certainly knew the reason why Ying Zheng sent Fusu out earlier. Which of his sons was valued so much by him? Ying Zheng would definitely train Fusu as his successor.

If you want to appoint a crown prince, you must first appoint the queen.

Zheng Li's identity as a princess of the Chu State meant that she could not be made queen when the country was just settled.

"Speaking of which, the Emperor has made it clear that he wants to make Madam Zheng the empress and the eldest son the crown prince... And at the banquet today, the head of the imperial clan mentioned Princess Yong'an's marriage quite a bit. This is inevitably an attempt to build momentum for the eldest son."

Li Si returned his gaze to the silk book in his hand.

"So now Brother Yao should know."

"Princess Yong'an is not only reassuring you, but also calming your son."

The fire was burning fiercely under the Boshan furnace.

Li Si's eyes darkened and he was about to put the silk in to burn.

The retainer came in to report and whispered a piece of news to Yao Jia.

——The Prime Minister is seriously ill, please ask him to leave as soon as possible.

Yao Jia's face froze immediately and he quickly said goodbye.

Not long after Yao Jia left, Li Si learned that Zheng Guo would set out to Lingnan to build the Lingqu Canal.

Li Xian was assigned by his father to inquire about specific matters in Zheng State.

When has Yongcheng ever been so lively?

"Princess. Why do you have to dress like this?"

Xu Zhi stayed by Zhao Ji's side for many days, until Zhao Ji muttered in her sleep countless times that she wanted to go back to Handan and Yongcheng.

She missed Handan.

She missed Yongcheng.

Although Yongcheng had a bloody and tragic past, it was one of the few peaceful times in her life.

Zhao Ji was old, but Ying Zheng still couldn't forget the past hatred in his heart, and he would not let his mother leave the Xianyang Palace.

In Ganquan Palace, Zhao Ji lay on the couch, and Xu Zhi put a mouthful of ginseng soup with many tonic ingredients into her mouth.

Her hair has become more grey.

And Zhao Ji said: "Xiao Hehua...you have grown up."

Xu Zhi was able to regain her parents' love, but when she arrived in Qin, the past of Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji had become history.

The long nine years in Handan and the nine years in Qin. Lü Buwei and Lao Ai had become two poisonous thorns. When they thought of them, both Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji were stabbed with blood and their internal organs ached.

Xu Zhi held Zhao Ji's hand as he did in the past.

Zhao Ji smiled, she looked at her slowly, "Hehua," she shook her head, "Is your father not treating you well?"

Zhao Ji was sometimes mentally unstable.

Xu Zhi no longer explained to her that Ying Zheng had already proclaimed himself emperor, and should change his address to emperor.

"No. Father is very good to me."

"No." Zhao Ji shook her head. "No. Why don't you come to the palace more often? You haven't come in the past few days!"

"Grandmother, you forgot. I haven't been feeling well since I came back from Chu. Zhilan Palace is a bit far from your Huayang Palace. My father allowed me to take good care of myself and not have to go to the palace every day... A few days ago, I went to Shangqing's funeral because I was worried about offending Grandmother. Now, I..."

Zhao Ji didn't let her finish her words and cried out.

The key word she grasped was 'poor health'

"Are you not good at eating raw food? Just like your mother! She doesn't like to eat either!"

Xu Zhi knew that she was talking about Zheng Li's arrival in Xianyang.

"You can't not eat!" She shook her head in fear, holding on to this word, "I have told Zheng'er since he was a child that no matter how difficult it is, you must find a way to eat. As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter what, even leftovers! As long as you can survive!"

Zhao Ji suddenly grabbed Xu Zhi's shoulder with force.

"You're too thin." She tidied Xu Zhi's hair around her ears and said to her solemnly, "Although I also admired graceful beauty when I was in Zhao State, you are even thinner than I was back then. Do you know? Zheng'er was very scared. I have never seen him worry so much about anything. What if you couldn't give birth? Fortunately, God blessed you and you gave birth to Fusu successfully, and later gave birth to Hehua."

Zhao Ji now thought she was her mother.

"Don't be too sad." Zhao Ji reminded him, not knowing who she thought she was.

"Everything will be fine." "I never thought that Zheng'er and I would be able to return to Xianyang alive and see you, Yiren."

Stranger.

Ying Zheng's father, Ying Yiren.

Xu Zhi nodded, tears in her eyes.

She held her hand and pressed her face against the wrinkled back of her hand.

"Yiren, you once said that you liked the yellow spring willows by the river, and many flowers that we often planted in the yard when we were in Handan... I also planted a lot of them, inside the Qinian Palace. Lu Buwei didn't know what was good for me, and he lied to me, saying that gold, silver and jewelry suit me better. Bah, he is just a money-grubber. Only you, Yiren, know that I like flowers. Zheng'er would also go to the small hillside in Handan to pick flowers for me. I knew at that time that Zheng'er was a smart kid. He could find a lot of different ones at a time, yellow, red, purple. I like everything, I just like this kind of bright purple and red things..."

"That old woman from Huayang said I was vulgar and wore all kinds of gold and silver jewelry. Bah, she is a country bumpkin! If Yiren hadn't married someone else and had Chengjiao, I would have been so angry that I would have flaunted my status as the legal wife. I don't even look down on those things from the Qin State! We have hairpins carved from ivory in Handan, and I bet she has never seen one!"

Zhao Ji felt that it had been a long time since she had cursed so thoroughly.

Xu Zhi saw that the youthful blush reappeared on the face of this elderly woman.

However, her eyes shrank instantly and dimmed in an instant.

"But there's nothing left."

Zhao Ji suddenly burst into tears.

"Nothing."

"The alien is dead."

"Lü Buwei is also dead."

"Zheng'er. Zheng'er killed my two children."

"He wanted to kill me." "If it weren't for the person beside him named Wang Wan who stopped him, I would have died in Yongcheng long ago."

"Zheng'er hates me."

Zhao Ji could no longer explain herself and could not go on.

She looked at the person in front of her hazily, and her eyes seemed to suddenly become clearer.

"Little Howard." She touched her cheek, "I miss my flowers."

Xu Zhi felt that she was quite experienced in growing flowers.

"Grandmother, what kind of flower is that?"

"From Handan," Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief and murmured those three words.

"Dou Xuehong."

Xu Zhi was startled.

Fleeting images flashed before her eyes.

Seeing her stunned, Zhao Ji immediately chattered again and said with a smile: "Little Hehua, you don't know. It's okay, grandma will tell you." She said in a very cheerful and proud tone: "Other places call it rose. Only in Handan, it is called Douxuehong. When I was a child, I planted a large area of ​​it in my mansion. There are several flowers on each plant, and the flowers are large and very gorgeous, especially in the wind and snow. When the first snow falls in Handan, you can see a layer of white frost all over the city. Sweep away the thin snow with your hands, and there are bright red petals underneath."

Zhao Ji raised her hand again and touched the red agate tassel hanging from Xu Zhi's hairpin. "If Xiao Hehua had seen it, you would know that the roses in Handan are really as red and beautiful as the tassel you are wearing."

Xu Zhi bit her lower lip and her body trembled.

"I know, Grandmother. It is indeed beautiful."

"have you seen?"

"I have seen."

"In Handan?"

"Yes, in a villa in Handan."

Zhao Ji didn’t know that Ying Hehua fell off the cliff at Guxiakou. She smiled in disbelief, thinking that Ying Hehua might just be comforting her.

"The one Xiao Hehua saw was in Yongcheng, right? That was also what I brought over from Handan."

Zhao Ji continued firmly.

"They must all be dead."

"Grandmother, they are not dead."

"You lied to me." "Whether it's Yi Ren or you, you won't tell the truth. You left me and Zheng Er behind and walked away for nine years."

"I won't lie to you. I will go find the willow leaves by the river that you mentioned. I will also help you find those flowers and bring them back to show you."

So, Xu Zhi came for her.

Zhao Ji lived in Yongcheng for six years.