It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

On the day Xunzi arrived in Xianyang, he received another piece of news: Wang Ben had sent troops from Lixia to Qi at sunrise.

[In 225 BC (the th year of King Jian of Qi), after the Qin State destroyed Wei, it began to deploy troops in Lixia to threaten]

Xu Zhi then connected all the events together. The events recorded in history books did not appear suddenly, but changed imperceptibly.

The cart headed westward, its wheels rolling forward.

She asked Xunzi many difficult questions in the name of Li Xian.

Xu Zhi was very cautious, fearing that what happened yesterday would upset Xunzi and make him bear a grudge against Qin.

Unexpectedly, Xunzi gave the answer without hesitation.

Xu Zhiyou sighed.

Xunzi and Xun Kuang, although his two students were once more famous than him in later generations, as their teacher, he himself was already an unrivaled master. This is the greatest gift of this era.

If the two thousand years of feudal system originated from the Qin Dynasty, then the thought was the essence of Xunzi's theory.

The people of Qi were not fools. The Chu State in the south was conquered by the Qin State, and the remaining royal family of Yan State was bullied and humiliated by the northern Hu people to the border areas.

They actually panicked once.

The royal family of Chu was captured and the Chu army was not yet settled. The people of Qi had always had the habit of establishing diplomacy between Qin and Chu.

The Xiang family of Chu still had some strength, and Xiang Yan became the target that Qi wanted to absorb.

But they didn't expect that the person they were targeting was also targeted by the Qin people.

The people of Qi did not accurately find the whereabouts of Xiang Yu, who was born with a strange appearance, in Chu.

They came to Ying as fast as they could, but saw a young scholar in white in Xiang Yan's secluded house. It was early autumn, and the breeze was blowing, ginkgo trees were everywhere, and his clothes were fluttering. The scholar's stature and appearance were similar to Zhang Liang, who was famous throughout the world when he served in Zhao State.

The scholar smiled and said, "I know who you are here for."

"Sir, where is Xiang now?"

"This is not the place to talk, why don't we ask each other from a high platform?"

The people of Qi have always had the old customs. When they are asking each other questions, they are easily deceived.

As soon as they finished speaking, they turned around and put their swords on their backs, only then did they realize that Chen Ping was not the same Zhang Liang of that year.

Zhang Liang turned his horse around to rescue Li Mu's grandson, while Chen Ping only used Xiang Yan's grandson without hesitation.

For Chen Ping, Xiang Yu was not only related to the Qin State, but also to Ying Hehua's 30,000 gold.

"If I fail, I will perish in Chu along with the princess' gold."

His word "wang" has no other meaning but death.

She said nothing more, her dark eyes shone with a fascinating light, "I want to complete the task."

Chen Ping understood even more clearly that this was the stepping stone to his future in life.

So Chen Ping quickly avenged his kidnapping for several days in the Linzi tavern.

He wiped off the blood, walked around the corpses, and had people change the clothes of the Qi people into those of the guards of the royal family of Chu.

He immediately entered Xiang Yan's house, looked at Xiang's family, and said to Xiang Yu, who was only one year old, and his wet nurse: "Fortunately, you came here in time. The current situation is critical, and I only regret that the people of Chu are not very friendly to you."

Until this time, King Jian of Qi did not know why the people he had sent died of illness.

He never thought that his last struggle would be to use the same tactics as the small country he once looked down upon the most.

South Korea was quite good at using spies, and its many plots of discord almost led to the destruction of the Korean royal family.

Qi was a big country and was once the leader of the Central Plains during the Spring and Autumn Period.

The King of Qi's way of thinking is different from that of a small country like Han that survives in the cracks.

Xunzi is a symbol of cultural etiquette. He represents the culture of Qi and cannot enter Qin as a spy.

Therefore, when Xunzi left Qi, the King of Qi did not stop him and allowed him to go west.

In the last days of his trance, he and Qi State had become such a big piece of fat meat. How could they struggle? The evil wolf was salivating, watching them with a dark gaze, wanting to tear them all into its belly.

A lamb waiting to be slaughtered would never think that the wolf had good intentions! However, the price of the war was undoubtedly the bloodbath in Linzi, just like the footsteps of Handan.

King Jian of Qi reigned for forty-four years, and there was no war during his forty-plus years in office.

He had sat on the throne for so long that he became numb and almost forgot that he was a king.

He outlasted King Zhao of Qin, and sent away Ying Yiren and Lu Buwei. He also watched the once-powerful Zhao and Wei fall to the Qin. He watched King Huiwen of Zhao cry out in his deathbed about the loss of all the "harmony between generals and ministers". He watched the voices of the world gradually disappear, like the leaves of autumn withering and dying.

King Tian Jian of Qi had the usual wealthy habits of a civilized country.

He loves reading, and he loves all the classics of philosophers.

At this moment, Tian Jian realized that he would not be king for long.

He almost locked himself in the Linzi Palace, reading the classics passed down from Gao Yu to the Three Emperors day and night.

The bamboo rolls filled up the three hundred-foot-tall palaces.

The Qin people did not like to read the books of various philosophers. Perhaps they could only accept the Legalists. At least one thing Tian Jian was almost certain of was that the Ying royal family always attached great importance to logical judgment and practical value, and they did not like beautiful writings at all.

He felt that the country that had the most cultural resonance with the people of Qi was probably the Chu State, but as for the Chu people in the Qin court, Li Si would not want any school of thought other than the Legalists to be on par with him.

The light reflected his graying hair and beard, and the one who knew his painful situation was probably Emperor Yuan of Liang, Xiao Yi of later generations.

As soon as the flame touched the hemp rope locking the edge of the bamboo scroll, Tian Jian was stunned. He was not Xiao Yi, and he couldn't bear to let go. He hugged the bamboo slips and almost burst into tears.

The Qi style is great, the Qi land is vast.

Did he really have to give up his ancestors' centuries-old foundation, the vast fertile land, the vast oceans and islands? ! !

"Your Majesty, Qin has deployed its troops in Qi territory. Wang Jian's son Wang Ben is leading his army and I'm afraid they will be at the gates of Linzi within three months."

When Hou Sheng made this suggestion to him, King Tian Jian of Qi was in a drowsy state. He looked at the hall where books were stored and the majestic outline of Mount Tai in the distance. For the first time, he examined his throne.

[Qin ordered Wang Ben to lead his troops from Yan to the south to invade Qi's capital Linzi. The main force of Qi in the west failed to come back to support. Qin entered Linzi and it was like a deserted place.]

When the battle report reached the palace.

Tian Jian's eyes became brighter than usual.

This also made Hou Sheng feel particularly surprised!

On the day when Tian Jian made up his mind, he finally felt a sense of openness that he had never felt before. He had been a waste for forty-four years and had never really considered the hidden dangers of Qi's complacency with the status quo. How many counselors left him, how many people sighed at Qi's self-degradation, how rich Qi was, yet how weak Qi was!

Until the day when the Qin army was at the gate of the city, Tian Jian and others went up to the city wall, and many people from Qi gathered together under the city.

They cursed him and vented their long-storing anger on him.

In a short while, his whole body became a mess.

Breathing the fresh air, he no longer had to worry, and he seemed to have forgotten the more than 40 years of inaction. In the final self-touching moment, he felt great, and thus felt the pride of his ancestor Duke Huan of Qi as a king.

Hou Sheng thought Tian Jian was crazy.

That's right, he's crazy.

The King of Qi pulled his sleeve and said mysteriously: "What did the Prime Minister get? Actually, you got nothing."

Hou Sheng's scalp tingled. He was really afraid that Tian Jian knew something.

He didn't know whether the 500-li fiefdom Chen Ping mentioned was true or false. What was there in Qin that he could trust? He was not sure.

He only believed that there were tens of thousands of boxes of rare treasures in his mansion!

Hou Sheng struggled to pull his sleeve out of Tian Jian's hand.

With a snap! Hou Sheng's right cheek was swollen and his mind was dizzy!

Tian Jian slapped him hard, "You sold out a country."

Hou Sheng finally revealed his smirk and said, "Your Majesty, I have done my best to protect your descendants and earn a small kingdom for my king."

Tian Jian laughed speechlessly.

When he was loaded into the prison van, he stroked his chest and sighed, muttering to himself, "Ancestors! Ancestors! You said that only by making sacrifices can you protect what I want to protect! Well, I am now willing to enter this game, without fear, hahahaha..."

Wang Ben, Li Xin, Zhang Han and other Qin generals watched the final performance of the king and his minister, all with confusion on their faces.

The moment the Qi flag was torn down from the mast of the Linzi city wall, their attention was instantly focused.

The generals knew all too well what this meant.

Nearly ten years of fighting.

What countless people have been waiting for, what the emperors of all dynasties who have returned to heaven have been looking forward to...

The world of the world.

It was actually achieved by the Qin State.

This frontier country, which lived together with the Rong people, was far away from the Central Plains, was discriminated against, despised, and regarded as a barbarian. It experienced the hard struggles of six generations of monarchs since Shang Yang.

The flowers blooming in the midst of suffering, the undefeated temperament, and the never-give-up struggle are always worthy of people's attention and praise.

The Qin people’s century-old wish.

It is about to be declared true.

Destroying the six kingdoms and unifying the world is a foregone conclusion.

The frost on a tree in Zhongnan Mountain has melted.

"How will the elegy of the six nations begin?" Han Fei asked.

Mo Qi didn't say anything. He smiled and looked at Xu Zhi with deep eyes, penetrating everything about her. He asked, "Little Princess, why don't you wait in Zhangtai Palace for the imperial decree to unify the world?"

The brown branches are sprouting new green leaves.

"Sir, you know this is just the beginning."

Xu Zhi stood up straight and looked Han Fei in the eye, smiling and said, "Mr. Fei asked me how the Qin Kingdom would begin. I thought it would be a scene of a hundred schools of thought contending with each other."

Mo Qi did not shy away from Han Fei and said bluntly, "You still have fifteen years to belong to Qin."

Mountains and rivers are reflected in her black eyes, and the long years of history flow through them.

"From now on, my entire life belongs to the Qin State," she said.