It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

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The carriage rumbled forward.

After coming here for nearly a year, Xu Zhi walked to the market in Xianyang for the first time. It was not as clean and tidy as the gray and white colors in movies and TV dramas. What he saw were houses made of loess and big rocks.The Qin people in Xianyang City are simply dressed in simple colors. Looking at them, there is almost nothing else to be found except black, gray, white and brown.

Xu Zhi got out of the car and kept gesturing the height and width of the building in his mind.She could never forget the difficulty of the team cleaning up broken pottery during fieldwork outside Xianyang.The most surprising thing was that they found writings engraved on the artifacts they excavated.

So when she saw a small open-air pottery workshop built with wood not far away, and saw the workers in the workshop taking a mold to print large seals on it, she was almost moved to tears.

She even began to wonder whether this pottery-making place would become a site for excavations by her and her colleagues after 2000?

She really wanted to tell herself that she was Ying Hehua now and not do such clichéd things, but the DNA engraved in her bones prevented her from moving away.

"Can I print some words on the pot?"

"How can you engrave it at will?" The man didn't turn his head. When he heard the voice of a little girl, he raised his hand to tell her to go away.

Xu Zhi thought about how craftsmen during the Warring States Period "studied the names of their work to test their sincerity", so he didn't know what to say and smiled regretfully at Li Xian next to him.

Li Xian couldn't understand what she wanted to do. He planned to buy an unbaked clay pot and let Xu Zhi print it however she wanted. After she finished printing, he would pay another kiln to bake it. yes.

Taoyao didn't think about it that much. How could she accept her little master being yelled at?

So, soon, Xu Zhi had a half-dried fine fish-patterned clay pot in his hands.

[In the 16th year of the reign of King Qin, he liked to build it]

Xu Zhi first held the thin knife, placed it next to the seal, and turned his wrist.

A small, simplified character "Gardenia" is printed on the bottom of the pot.

Xu Zhi watched with satisfaction as it was put into the kiln.

She rolled up her sleeves, held up a slender bottle, and walked to him and Taoyao, "How about you carve one too?"

"No." Taoyao thought this was an order, but she held the file and made no move for a long time.

She hesitated and said, "I can't write."

Xu Zhi took it and said with a smile, "What do you want to write? I'll write it for you."

"Princess?"

"Tell me, I'll carve it for you." Xu Zhi saw her expression was blank and didn't know what to say, so she added, "Write some words of blessing. Maybe someone can see it after many, many years."

She thought that most people would be submerged in the traces of history, and only a handful of people would leave their names in history.

From ancient times to the present, silence and anonymity are the norm.

Utensils, maybe they can really remember something.

Xu Zhi looked at Li Xian in the sunset, "Maybe it's a lucky thing to be seen."

"Taoyao, do you want to engrave it?"

Lucky.

Born in troubled times, it is not a blessing to survive.

Taoyao's eyes lit up and her smile was beautiful.

"My maid would like to ask the princess to write that she hopes her parents, brothers and sisters are safe at home," she said.

[Parents and sisters, stay safe and go well]

"is this OK?"

"Yeah." Taoyao nodded.

Li Xian's attention was focused on the pottery molds, and the words "Changping Jun" were particularly conspicuous. To make so many pottery, there were too many retainers in the house.

Xu Zhi shouted twice, "Li Xian, just write your own name. It's best to bring the names of your father and brother."

He accepted it dubiously, "Why can I only engrave the names of my family members?"

Because this way I can wait until I get back to test you - the middle son of Li Si, the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, and the younger brother of Li You, the governor of Sanchuan County. He has a name, and his name is Li Xian.

Xu Zhi thought so.

"No reason." Xu Zhi threw the file into his hand. Fortunately, Li Xian had been in the army for a while, and his eyesight and hands were much sharper.

"Ok."

Li Xian had lived for a long time, and it was rare that he still felt a little playful. He made a few strokes very quickly.

[The virtuous people cannot bear to be killed, but they are all forced by the Xu family]

Li Xian took two steps and tossed it gently. The pottery vase stood firmly in the kiln without being heavy or heavy.

"A few names, why are you writing so slowly?"

Li Xian said nothing.

Xu Zhi lamented that thanks to her soul piercing, her eyes were very good.

"..." Xu Zhi said: Fortunately, her full name was not written.

Xu Zhi walked up to the owner of the workshop and told her that after burning them, they must bury them in the place she described.

Not surprisingly, no one cares about these ordinary clay pots.

Once covered with loess, it will take 2000 years.

Then she didn't know if it would be possible for her to dig them out again with her own hands.

This is probably the most honest and fake manufactured "antique".

When they returned to the carriage, the sun was almost setting.

Li Xian came to his senses quickly.

In the past, Li Xian never did anything he was unsure of, so when he answered Meng Tian, ​​he did not mention that he was leaving Qin at all.

He feels that it is necessary to practice the stakes of a matter to the extreme.

Li Si once told Ying Zheng quite proudly: Since the number of my sons is high, the rest of them are also malleable. As for what your majesty asked me, the only one who is worthy of me is the most worthy of my demeanor.

Living in darkness and deceit all day long, thinking about the secrets obtained from others, slowly, he forgot the simplest breeze blowing gently on his face.

Xu Zhi pressed down the corner of the curtain that was blown by the breeze, "So you mean, you didn't expect that the "Expulsion Order" was still promulgated?"

Li Xian's expression became lonely, and suddenly, those black and gray eyes glanced at her for no apparent reason, but soon returned to a bottomless calm.

"Yes." he replied.

"Does the guest know it's you?"

Li Xian was silent for a moment, "I don't know if father is aware of it."

"You...shouldn't you be thinking about taking advantage of the scheme and completely excluding the guest minister from being among the courtiers, so as to prevent what will happen next..."

Xu Zhi thinks she knows Li Si very well (after all, there are many documented documents), but she knows nothing about Li Xian. She often cannot tell whether the person with this young face is deceitful or sincere.

However, Xu Zhi thought that if he could send her a letter from Hangu Pass about border affairs, that might be consistent with her goal.

"Whether the guest knows it or not, based on my observations of my father, it seems that his attitude towards Zheng Guo's matter is not intense. Logically speaking, he has already issued an "Expulsion Order", so my father should be furious."

Li Xian was still just listening, looking at her with deep eyes.