It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

As she spoke, she was about to drink.

Li Xian took the cup from her hand, raised it to the table, and was about to drink it, but he suddenly stopped.

"Azhi," he moved his eyes from the wine cup to her hand, and suddenly raised his voice, "It's very cold in winter, and you haven't recovered yet, so you can't drink like this."

Li Xian raised the corner of his eye, his intention was obvious.

She glanced at him and said, "Don't push yourself too far."

"If someone wants to watch the show, then of course we have to do it perfectly." He whispered.

He pinched her wrist and moved the wine glass towards his lips. She said nothing more.

So just like in Gu Xiakou where the wind and snow were raging, with the help of Xu Zhi, he drank up the contents of the cup without even touching it, but she was much more forceful, she almost forced him to finish the wine in the cup in one breath.

But I didn't know that Li Xian was really not afraid of being choked to death.

For some reason, when Li Xian was wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth with a towel and smiling at her gently, the temperature around him suddenly became hot, and there seemed to be a very burning afterglow at the side that made her uncomfortable.

She knew Li Xian did it on purpose, but she couldn't control herself and wanted to test him out of selfishness.

When she subconsciously looked in a distant direction.

There was no shift in his expression.

Zhang Liang is already Mr. Song.

Zhao Jia's wine was so effective that she felt dazed and didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

A look of loss, unprecedented sadness, an empty soul. He was caught off guard by the fear, "Azhi?"

Suddenly, a voice of careful concern came to his ear, "Are you feeling unwell?" He lowered his head. "I'm sorry," he said.

She was slightly stunned. It was rare that Li Xian had some conscience. However, she had no time to listen to more of his words. If she had to abandon all her rationality, she would have wanted to escape as soon as possible.

She waved her hand, "...It's okay, it's okay."

The long wind from across the river blows away the habits accumulated over the years, and you never know where the next hurdle will be.

As more and more guests arrived, Xu Zhi sat back at the table at the back.

The nobles of the Tian family entered the mansion. They were dressed neatly and carefully, so careful and meticulous that they would take out their left foot first.

Only then did Xu Zhi realize that having a good memory was not a good thing.

For example, when in Handan, Xu Zhi felt that the surname Tian was very unusual.

'Tian Xi.'

This was the name that Ah Zhi had mentioned to her last night. When she saw her today, she was no longer the frail and sickly young hungry person. She came slowly, wearing a brocade dress with a waist tied around her waist. She looked like a green pearl and like clear blue water. Although she was not as beautiful as Feng Qian, she was still an absolute beauty.

Xu Zhi had a bad habit. Whenever she saw something beautiful, she would be unable to move. Little did she know that her gaze was considered inappropriate in ancient times. Not to mention ancient times, even in modern times, few people would say "you are good-looking" to someone right away.

From her perspective, no one would have complained about the praise she received over the past decade.

Tian Xi did not recognize her immediately, but instead "hit it off" with someone present. Her eyes moved away from Xu Zhi and fell on Li Xian, with joy, surprise, and obvious surprise.

Xu Zhi caught this stunned feeling. She knew that she was the girl who planted flowers back then, and that her mother and Zheng Li had lived in Zhao State for a period of time, but she had never known her true identity. She heard Ah Zhi talk about some things about Tian Xi last night, and confirmed that she was the little girl who was rescued by Li Xian in the lonely city of Handan. If this was a story, this banquet would be the reunion of the hero and heroine after many years, which is the traditional trend.

If the Confucian scholars of later generations were to write the story of the Longtai Palace in Handan, then Princess Yong'an would have to play the most vicious villain. The entire story would be even more contrary to historical facts than Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall. On a grand scale, she massacred Handan City with blood and ordered the general to kill Han Cang. On a smaller scale, she even robbed the hungry people of their medicine!

Xu Zhi didn't have time to sort out the past with them, and she didn't care what happened to them in Handan City. Soon, she heard Tian Xi mention Handan intentionally.

The fall of Zhao was almost six years ago. During the banquet, some people talked about things that were not related to the topic.

"I just heard that Lord Li had made contributions to Zhao in the past, and it turns out that he has a connection with the young lady."

There were people from Zhao in Yongcheng, but their status was not as prominent as the nobles in Qi, so they did not care much about the feelings of the people of Zhao when they spoke.

They once again used Li Xian to express their feelings about the hard-won peaceful life today and sang praises to the virtues of the current emperor.

They were almost in tears, it was so unreal and touching.

Xu Zhi couldn't help but watch their performance with the perspective of the future. The nobles' purpose was nothing more than to show it to officials like Li Xian. No royal family member who had lost their noble status would not reminisce about the past.

Memories of the past flickered in Tian Xi's eyes, and her words were nothing more than "bringing up old things" with some ambiguous meanings.

Xu Zhi smiled. Actually, this was a good idea. Everyone knew it was the truth and they were just pretending.

In fact, she was the only one who didn't know that Zhang Liang was observing her every move through countless gaps.

She had no idea what the look was; she could only see a strange scrutiny in it.

Xu Zhi couldn't help but laugh at himself. No matter what the situation was, they couldn't even achieve the most basic harmony between them.

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At this time, someone's voice sounded a little loud.

"No one is at the main table. It seems that this banquet is for royal relatives. Shui Ling is really honored."

The seats were divided into two sides, with the newly arrived nobles from Yongcheng on the left and Li Xian and local bureaucrats on the right.

In the middle, a thick carpet was spread out, the main table was vacant and no one was seated at it. The host, Zheng Guo, was sitting at the accompanying table.

The guests whispered.

Chen Ping thought that Zheng Guo had more face than they thought. If she had not concealed her identity, Ying Hehua would have been the main seat. Princess Yong'an not only personally interceded for him, but also came as a minor official in order to come to him for practice.

Chen Ping and others waited for a long time, but still did not see the official in charge of guests coming with a badge.

He saw Ying Hehua using the same old trick again.

While music was playing, he was called to the side room.

Many years later, Chen Ping occasionally recalled this day and was certain that this must be the most obscure secret that he must keep strictly confidential in his long career.

Before he came, white mist slowly rose from the Boshan furnace in the side room.

"Why hasn't Tian Dan come yet?" Xu Zhi asked.

"As long as Zhang Liang is here, it doesn't matter whether Tian Dan comes or not." He lowered his voice, "Or does the princess still have illusions about some people until today?"

"Your Majesty, don't you know that the nobles in Yongcheng are causing trouble? I want Your Highness to see clearly what the consequences of your repeated kindness and softness will be."

"I thought that after becoming the Shangqing, you would have a longer-term vision."

"I believe that my father had taught the princess the principle of preferring to die in glory rather than live in dishonor ten years ago at Guxiakou," he said.

Xu Zhi realized then, and should have known it earlier. How could Li Xian do something with only one purpose? He generally wouldn't do something that would waste his time in Yongcheng.

At today's banquet in Zheng State, everyone has their own thoughts.

But the layout in Xianyang was much more than she had imagined.

It was not just to allow Chen Ping to use the difference in silk to control the nobles of the six countries represented by Tian Dan, nor was it just to allow her to simply play the pig and eat the tiger.

What exactly can she change?

Xu Zhi couldn't get a definite answer.

"Li Xian, it takes a lot of effort to break a piece of jade." She raised her face, "Since you mentioned Gu Xiakou, you should know that your father put Zhang Han in the caravan as a backup. He kept it a secret from me, so how can it be said that he was teaching sincerely? He, including you, just wanted to use me to kill people. But then again, now that things have come to this, it's better not to bring up the past again."

Xu Zhi spoke calmly without frowning.

Li Xian looked sad. I don't know if all legalists are like this. After they are convinced that people's hearts are evil and after they abandon the whole world, they try to beg the world to be kind to them.

It seemed that only after he said these threatening words did he remember to be kind to others.

"like,"

Li Xianruo paused for a long time without saying anything.

His eyes were dark, reflecting her.

In her opinion, it seemed that the place was filled with shadows of hypocrisy.

He only felt that it was dark all around him, and the curling grass pattern on the red lacquered table made him dizzy.