It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

As it turned out, she was really overthinking it.

Zhang Liang would surely resist gently if provoked. But Meng Yi would not. He cupped his hands and said meekly, "That's very good. Thank you, Princess, for speaking to Your Majesty. I am very grateful."

After saying this, Meng Yi jumped onto the horse.

On the way, Meng Yi mentioned to Meng Tian the person who took over most of Dun Ruo's diplomatic work - the newly appointed Chen Dianqing.

"Chen Ping." Meng Tian said.

"Brother knows him too?"

Meng Tian smiled and said, "It can be said to be very famous."

"How to say it?"

Meng Tian said, "I also heard in Shangjun that Chen Ping went to Qi as an envoy and persuaded Hou Sheng to surrender to Qin. He then stayed in Qi as an envoy, gave the name of General Wang to attack Qi, and let Xunzi leave Qi smoothly. This approach is consistent with Dun Ruo's in Handan, and it also has a lot of Zhang Zi's style."

Meng Yi frowned, "But he is more ruthless than Zhang Zi." "Zhang Zi exchanged six miles for six hundred miles without bloodshed. But when Hou Sheng asked for the promised gold, silver and jewels, Chen Ping killed him with a single blow."

Meng Yi thought of Ying Hehua's domineering nature, and he smiled, "But it's not surprising, after all, it was Princess Yong'an who asked for the person from Li Xian."

Meng Yi sighed, "Yong'an was busy trying to get Chen Ping to step into the Department of Guests. Fortunately, before leaving Xianyang, the old Shangqing also guaranteed that the rumor that she had hidden the banned books was a misunderstanding. But she didn't even go to pay her respects."

"When is the day of mourning?" Meng Tian asked.

"Half a month ago."

"Did the old Shangqing and his family return to Wei?"

"Strange, a few days ago I went back to Xianyang and saw many offerings in front of Yu Shangqing's tomb, one of which I had seen before. The way these things were arranged was very strange. There were also a lot of burnt silk ashes."

Xu Zhi didn't know what happened to Dun Ruo before he died.

She didn't even dare to go to his house.

However, people in the Qin Dynasty could not even burn paper when visiting graves.

Dun Ruo cared a lot about his reputation after his death.

All she could do for him was to semi-force Li Si to carve his epitaph personally.

What if he gets hungry on the road to the underworld and has no money?

So Xu Zhi went there secretly, following the old customs of modern people.

She felt that only by burning paper money and making sincere wishes in front of his grave could she honestly tell him that she had designed him to stop Li Si.

She felt that this would allow Dun Ruo to have a good journey and make herself feel better.

This is the funeral that Xu Zhi had in mind.

Meng Tian recalled the time when he was a guard in Zhilan Palace.

At that time, Han Fei had just been imprisoned.

In the dead of night, Ying Hehua insisted on delivering some cakes to Zhang Liang who was imprisoned in Yuelin Palace.

He wouldn't let.

Ying Hehua 'bribed' him.

Ying Hehua was kidnapped by the Koreans, but she still dared to go find the Koreans. Is she really not afraid of death, or does she want to kill someone?

——"Please, General Meng, let me leave the palace. It's really not poisonous. How about you eat one? Or I can eat one for you to see."

Ying Hehua's cheeks were puffy. It was dark at night and one could only see that the pastry being put into her mouth was in the shape of a flower.

It's quite ugly, but I'm not sure if it's a plum blossom.

Then, Meng Tian was half-believing and half-doubting.

Ying Hehua quickly climbed onto the carriage and hurriedly thanked him, but before he could say anything, the man and the carriage had already run away.

She even turned around and raised the piece of plum blossom cake in her hand, saying that she promised that she would never cause any trouble.

...Later, she was carried back to Zhilan Palace by her younger brother Meng Yi.

Soon, something bad happened to Han Fei and he died in prison.

Meng Tian saw Ying Hehua again after the destruction of Zhao.

At that time, she seemed to ask Zhang Liang's opinion on everything she did.

However, Meng Yi said that this was just her pretending to be a good student, and her acting was as poor as when she ran around.

As for the plum blossom pastry.

Later, Meng Tian saw it from Yuan Man's palace. At that time, Prince Gao also came to her palace as a guest.

The one in Gongzi Gao's hand was much more beautiful than the one he had seen before.

——Yuan Man said: "He Hua is the only one in the palace who can make it. She said that she used beaten eggs and baked it in the oven, and added some kind of butter... I don't know much about cooking, so I don't understand what she said, but it tastes great."

She handed him a piece.

Meng Tian felt that Ying Yuanman’s smile was a hundred times more beautiful than the pastry in his hand.

The petals are layered and slightly red, with white stamens in the middle.

Each one looks the same and does the same thing.

She saw his confusion and handed him an iron implement, "He Huayang drew a pattern for me. She said it's called a template."

Gongzi Gao standing by also noticed that each one was of uniform size.

He arranged them in the shape of three pagodas stacked together.

Yuan Man quickly stopped him.

“You can’t put it like this.”

"Why?" asked Gongzi Gao.

Yuanman said gently, "This is unlucky." She took the cakes down one by one.

"What's unlucky?" he asked.

After a while, Ying Hehua arrived. She stepped in through the palace gate and said, "Only sacrificial offerings are arranged like this."

"What is a sacrifice?"

"It's what people eat after they die." Ying Hehua said bluntly.

"How can you eat when a person is dead?" Gongzi Gao looked at her innocently, "No wonder the teacher likes to eat. It turns out that people can still eat after they die."

"What are you eating?" Ying Hehua pinched her brother's face. "Why don't you learn some lessons from the captain? Why do you keep imitating his love of eating all day long?"

Gongzi Gao whimpered twice and hid behind Yuan Man. "Sister Hehua has become so scary since she came back from Zhao State."

The glimmer of light from the broken shadows followed Ying Hehua's face. She said earnestly, "Sacrificial offerings are not for eating, but for remembering the deceased and expressing respect." She stared at the plate of snacks and was silent for a while. "Using my favorite plum blossom pastry as a sacrifice is as important to me as three prisons."

Meng Tian didn't know that she was thinking about Li Mu's death.

The floating light jumped in front of his eyes.

Meng Tian said: "Except for Yong'an, no one in Xianyang City knows how to make that kind of plum blossom pastry, and arrange it into the shape of a pagoda."

"She is missing Dun Ruo."

Ying Hehua is not without conscience.

-

When entering Yongcheng, Shen Zhi was worried.

A few days ago, Zheng Chou had told Shen Zhi that she would return to Yongcheng to prepare her dowry.

She asked Shen Zhi to inspect the final process.

Since the matter of bronze casting needed to be reported to the Shaofu, and it coincided with matters before and after the enthronement of the emperor, the final result had not yet come out and had not been reported to Ying Hehua in time.

Shen Zhi knew that Ying Hehua had been very busy in the past nine months. She had to take care of the engineering experiments on hand, deal with court officials, and go to the palace to visit the Empress Dowager and her mother.

She never took the initiative to mention the incident nine months ago. Even when Li Si mentioned that she had killed her master, she just smiled.

It seemed like she had let it go completely.

It was not until Shen Zhi handed Mrs. Zheng's cloak to her that Shen Zhi saw Ying Hehua looking at the crabapple flower pattern with loneliness in her eyes.

What’s more fatal is that compared with Xianyang, Yongcheng is not that big.

If Zhang Liang, who has lost his memory, and Ying Hehua meet again, it would be too tragic.