I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Baitao only remembered that day when Meng Yi was riding at the city gate, he argued with his brother about the shepherdess.

But I never knew that this shepherdess was called Chang Yingying.

What's more, I didn't expect that this Chang Yingying was the princess of the old Zhou Dynasty. After the country was destroyed and her family was destroyed, she became a native of the new Qin Dynasty. She was implicated in the clan rebellion and was demoted to a slave. She served the nobles of the Qin State as shepherds. Because she was the princess of the old Zhou Dynasty, she was not noble. I won't be too harsh, but it is a hot potato, and I don't know how to throw it away.

It happened that King Qin was getting married.

Chang Yingying was sent to the palace as a dowry slave of Queen Qin.

Baitao: "."

She held her forehead, feeling that her head hurt.

If the beauty of adulthood is a good thing, then it would be best to just let Chang Yingying go.

But Meng Yi has already promised to marry Li Tingwei's eldest daughter. Li Si is a legitimate daughter. No matter what the rumors are outside, she should value it. There are rumors about this before they get married. I'm afraid Li Si will not be happy with it. , and Li Si's legitimate daughter and Meng Yi were in a family marriage. Not to mention the entanglement of interests, the fate of their parents was greater than destiny in the eyes of mortals, so they were let go so rashly.
Besides.

Meng Yi was unable to become his legitimate wife, so he asked the princess of the old royal family to be his concubine. The princess was not only arrogant, but also held her own status. Will she agree?

Soon, the Cinderclaw Fire chestnut was brought over.

Wearing a palace maid's dress with her hair in a bun, her eyebrows were lowered, and her figure was slender. Everything seemed to be of moderate shades and short length, but when she raised her head, her pink-toned color and noble demeanor were revealed. Let Baitao raise his eyebrows.

She knelt down to meet him.

In just two days, the etiquette and behavior were exactly the same as those of the maids who had stayed in the Qin Palace for decades, and even showed a bit of ease and elegance.

Chang Yingying said nothing, only shook her head and said: "Go back to the queen, I don't want to."

"Don't want to? Your original name should have been Ji Ying." Baitao asked.

"This slave is unwilling to be given to Little General Meng Yi."

She said calmly, stroking the slave mark on the back of her ear, with tears in her eyes, "The queen really praises this slave. Ji is the surname of the Yellow Emperor. She was born as noble as the blood of a dragon and the marrow of a phoenix. Now I am just a lowly slave." , being begged here and there at every turn, and having no control over life and death, how can you be worthy of being called Ji?"

He was neither humble nor arrogant and said, "Queen, my name is Chang Yingying."

Baitao didn't express his opinion.

He dropped a piece of fruit in his mouth and listened quietly to her talk.

"The old Zhou Dynasty fell apart, and the fertile soil was lost. The slave country was destroyed and its family was destroyed. There is nothing left."

Pink tears fell, she shed tears without sobs, she cried until she was covered in snow and frost, but her eyes were extremely angry and tenacious, "But I don't hate, I don't hate Qin, I don't hate anyone." .Being born in troubled times and enjoying wealth and glory for more than ten years is the fate of a slave. Being born in the end of the dynasty and becoming a tired national dog with its tail between its legs is also the fate of a slave. Life is a lifetime, and the grass and trees are autumn. The dead will eventually die. Die, and the living must continue to live.”

"I want to live, and have everything while I'm alive. But I don't just want to live, I even want to dream that those tribesmen who have been branded as slaves can escape the fate of being humiliated forever, and let them stand upright in the light. Under this, forget the past and become a new Qin person."

"Well." Baitao turned the delicious fruit around, breaking her dream, "But your people made a mistake, and they deserved it."

"As the saying goes, there is no greater good than knowing a mistake and being able to correct it. The mistake has already been made, and punishment is not an extension, but a means of making up for it." She nodded her head to the ground, "I want to make a deal with the Queen. If it succeeds, I will not If I want to retreat, I just want to be able to defeat Qin’s hundreds of thousands of powerful soldiers, so that the slave-changing people can do business in Qin, farm in Qin, and serve Qin for generations.”

Baitao felt strange: "Oh? What can you do?"

She smiled lowly, and when she looked up again, she had a new face that showed off her charm.

She was clearly wearing the most ordinary attire of a palace maid. She twisted her slender waist slightly to the side, and the figure she outlined was extremely elegant. Her face was still the same, but nobility and innocence, innocence and charm coexisted.

Twisting her orchid fingers and tapping her lips, she couldn't describe the unexplained floating gracefulness. "I am a slave who understands Chinese characters and has read Luoyang collections. I once had a glimpse of the wisdom of my ancestors. I have four parts of my strategy and calculations in my mind, and one more part." The remaining means of seduction are only five points of beauty. Only ten points can be used to seduce the Meng family's legitimate son as a slave and a shepherd slave. Such a sacrifice for the family, endless entanglement, do you think so, Queen? "

After saying that, Chang Yingying turned her eyes gently and looked at her with clear eyes, "If you are trapped in the back house all your life, taking care of your husband and raising your children, you are like a woman who lives in a lowly and dependent manner. Wouldn’t it be a pity for the queen to end her life like this?”

"."

Baitao looked at her deeply.

Chang Yingying looked at the most noble woman in the Qin Dynasty and said with a smile: "Sometimes, women are worth much more than men. The Qin State wants to leave Hangu Pass in the east and compete with the six countries for this huge world. This It is already known to the whole world, but the other countries have closed their eyes and turned a deaf ear. In fact, it is not that they don't know, but they are too busy scheming with each other to take care of themselves, and they can no longer get out of the mire. The slaves were once driven to Yan by a strange combination of circumstances. country."

He sighed, his voice was low, as if he didn't want to mention that past event, "I found out that the king of the Yan Kingdom was fatuous, the ministers were overly powerful, and the internal affairs were corrupt. There was a soft shell on the outside, but it was even more collapsed on the inside. If you use a A woman placed inside can stir up much more trouble than a strong lion attack from outside. The queen and slaves are willing to go to Yan State to be intermediaries, and to be Qin State's eyes, claws, and sharp swords."

Baitao said nothing.

He raised his hand and called the palace servants to bring up a jar of century-old Lanling wine.

The cold wind howled outside, the silver charcoal crackled inside, and the burning rosin gradually rose, mixed with Lanling's unique intoxication. She picked up the lacquered seven-star Beidou spoon and slowly poured her wine.

The swirling water ripples in the wine cup reflected the shattered reflection.

Baitao said: "The moon waxes and wanes when it is full, and the water overflows when it is full. I have an older brother who once warned me that too much is too little, which means that even the smartest people should know how to hide their clumsiness. Some things will pass with eyes open and closed. Thinking too much will only increase your worries. You are not to blame for your clan’s affairs, so why should you take responsibility for them?"

Chang Yingying listened respectfully.

Baitao said again: "If you go to the Yan Kingdom to be a servant, the pain you will endure will be as unpredictable as your fate. Maybe you will dance on the sword for the rest of your life. General Meng Yi has a reliable character and has deep roots for you. You With him, you can at least spend the rest of your life peacefully. If you let him down and make such a choice, won't you regret it in the future when you have a sword in your chest and an arrow hanging in your neck?"

"Knowing that there is nothing we can do about it, we just accept it as our fate." Chang Yingying's eyes were full of sorrow, but she had no nostalgia and was determined. She picked up the wine cup and drank it down, "I hope the queen can follow the slave's trick and help the slave fake his death. If you get away, the slave won't owe him anything, and if you forget each other, it would be better if he doesn't come to the slave to ask for debt."

Bai Tao's eyelashes trembled, she really felt sad.

An orphan from the old dynasty and a general from the new dynasty, no matter what, it is destined to be played by God.

The glass of wine in front of him is still there, but the little fox is destined to be unable to drink the bitter cup of life.

Chang Yingying suddenly opened her hands. She didn't know whether it was the cold wind or her fate that was nowhere to be found. Her chest was shaking. She suddenly turned her head and looked out the window. Her earrings swung up and down, and her smile was as bright as the sun.

At this moment, she seemed like a princess who had never experienced wind and rain and was unfamiliar with the world. "Queen, look, it's snowing outside."

midnight.

It was snowing at the moment, as if fate had torn off a corner of the veil, and the irresistible drowning and erosion came. A sparkling bronze chariot made its way out of the palace gate and disappeared into the thick night.

*
It’s snowing in Xianyang.

Needless to say, the palace people were overjoyed. They all said two or three words of congratulations when they met. The snow became heavier and heavier, falling like wadding, and the stone steps turned silver. Finally, the snow weakened. A little girl swept out the bluestone road with a broom, her little face turned red from the cold, sniffing her nose, whispering to each other, and putting some food she had saved in her pocket.

A few sparrows landed on the snow.

It stepped on a long sparse shadow, looked around with its small agate-like eyes, shouted a few times, and flew away again.

White peach stands by the window to enjoy the scenery.

His clear eyes were looking forward, and when he was illuminated by the glistening snow outside, his ice muscles and jade bones were likened to his.

A stove is burning inside, with water on top, rolling fragrant meatballs. Rui'er is wearing beads with several little palace maids, playing with amethyst, cat's eye, east beads, shells, and garnets. thing.He talked about the tight knotting patterns, the solar terms, and the parents and sisters-in-law in the family.

The sound was soft, roasted, and smoky.

Bai Taosu waved her hand and rewarded them with some Qin Banliang. The little maids thanked them and skipped away.

As usual.

When it snows for the first time in winter, ordinary people will celebrate by eating some noodles and bacon.Because of her request, the palace maids and eunuchs came in like a dick, and suddenly the empty and luxurious Changle Hall was filled to the brim with excitement.

A cutting board for kneading dough, a rolling pin for rolling out dough, and a cutting board for cutting into strips.

There are many people and many hands, and even the dough has to be shaped into a satisfactory shape. Baitao sat aside, picked up a pen and paper, and behaved obediently, looking like he was studying seriously.

She wrote a few big words on the parchment: "Brother Zheng, I feel so happy."

At the end, a plum blossom is also outlined.

This is what he feels sincerely, unabashedly, without any anxiety or pretense. It is the little fox who feels everything around him and everything he has given him, and he truly expresses it with his mouth.

After this letter was sent to the Government Palace, the reply was quickly received.

Under the plum blossoms, he wrote two big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes, "It's accurate."

Baitao burst out laughing. After laughing, she opened her paws and counted. She wrote him ten big words, which were perfect words, but he only replied two words, missing eight.I'm really busy, but I still don't want to pay more attention to him.

Thinking about it, I feel a little aggrieved.

But this grievance is an affectionate slight anger, it is a bulging glutinous rice grain soaked in water, it is a heart that wants to cling to each other,

He read the letter carefully, remembered its appearance and smell, and kept it in his heart.

The people in Changle Hall dispersed, turning into plates of soft, glutinous and sweet meat cakes. Baitao went over and poked them with his fingertips. Even if he stopped his hand, the endless feeling seemed to be left in his heart.

Rui'er from outside came over with a smile and said that the king is back.

He looked at her with a teasing eyebrow, pursed her lips and gave her a finger.

Rui'er was shaking with laughter, but the little fox swung his tail and ran straight out.

Ying Zheng was wearing a big cloak, his handsome eyebrows were flying sideways, and he was tall and slender. She noticed that he was holding something hidden in his hand. Baitao's curiosity was aroused and she wanted him to take it out to see. Unexpectedly, the man refused to give it to her. bad.

When Sanwu came back, he didn't even catch a shadow. The girl was so anxious that her eyes were watering, and she threw herself on him and was about to cry out that he was bad.

The man picked her up and placed the newly picked plum blossoms between her hands, with a moist fragrance.

He whispered something again.

The palace maids and eunuchs holding lanterns looked at each other, covered their mouths and laughed. After the man finished speaking, he strode into the palace with his beloved in his arms.

The snow is still falling outside.