I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Inside the Qin Palace.

More than a dozen little palace maids are surrounding a little girl.
The little girl kept giggling, wearing an embroidered skirt, and rushed after the series of palace maids, shouting, "I am an eagle, I want to catch chicks."

"If you can't catch me, you can't catch me. You can't catch me, Zhi'er."

How could such a little kid outrun these teenage palace maids?
After several rounds, one of the palace maids pinched her waist and said proudly, "Xiao Zhier, if you haven't been able to catch me, it's my turn to be the chicken."

"No."

The little girl's face turned red when she was called a child, and her forehead was sweating. She said sternly: "No, I will be an eagle that eats chickens."

This is the little girl brought back by the queen, and it's hard for everyone to say anything.

A palace maid muttered: "The eagle is still being eaten by wolves, I want to be a wolf!"

"Then I will be a tiger that eats wolves!"

"No, the tiger is still being eaten."

"Then I want to be a cannibal."

Xiao Zhi'er frowned and twitched her little mouth and nose. She really couldn't think of anything to eat people. The dozen or so palace maids chattered and spoke without restraint, "How about being a human being and being eaten by your superiors? As the saying goes , the official level will crush people to death."

Zhi'er pursed her lips, put her hands on her hips and said, "Then I will become a cannibal."

"Hahahahahahaha, is it just you?"

More than a dozen maids laughed until their stomachs ached, as if a big firecracker went off in their stomachs. Several of them rubbed their bellies, and several of them bowed their backs.

One of them was the first to ask with a smile, "You are neither a princess, nor the daughter of a high official, a prince, or an earl, nor do you have a distinguished background. How can you be that person? Steal or rob? There is no chance of success. You can't expect anything." .”

The little girl wondered: "Does one have to be born into a noble family to be a great person?"

"Ouch, ouch, children's words are endless."

More than a dozen maids burst into tears with laughter, but in the middle of their laughter they blinked and remembered that Queen Qin did not come from a noble background, but now she was the most noble woman in the Qin Dynasty, and even in the world.

Then a voice said, "Maybe it's better to catch her fate. Just like our queen, she won the favor of the king in Handan, Zhao Kingdom, and became a phoenix."

"Being a queen?"

Zhi'er raised her face. Compared to these palace maids who only focused on the things in front of them, she obviously looked further ahead.

This is a prosperous world that is different from the countryside. The glazed tiles are illuminated by the sunlight and are surrounded by jade railings, with golden animal faces and colorful chi heads.

Everything is astonishingly large and open.

"Then who will eat the queen?"

Her pupils seemed to be decorated with strange lights and shadows, and her voice had the crispness of a child.

As soon as these words fell, a dozen palace maids looked around in fear and rushed over to cover her mouth. They suppressed their voices and said, unable to suppress their fear, "This is the Qin Palace, you don't want to die!"

The child's mouth was covered.

Shui Ling's eyes moved a few times, and she looked at the woman who came under the corridor at some unknown time.The woman shook her cattail leaf fan, her eyebrows were delicate and picturesque, and her eyelids were slightly pink. She looked at her like this, faintly and with profound meaning.

She left suddenly, just like the Nine Heavens Goddess mentioned by the old people in the village.

With a sense of ethereal and out of reach.

Lu Pheasant broke free from the palace maid's hand and followed the beautiful shadow.

In the long pavilion with carved gold and silver pearl curtains, as soon as you enter, you will feel your pores opening and it is extremely refreshing.

There is a Persian carpet in the middle, and a large urn is placed on the carpet. There are ice cubes in the urn that are larger than the rocks. They are exuding white mist. There are even some fruits in the ice. This fruit is not for eating, but for eating. In order to let the air be filled with the faint fragrance.

It was midsummer, and the sky outside was as hot as the bottom of a pot.

This is extravagance and decoration that ordinary people can't even imagine.

The woman was teasing the cricket lazily. When she saw this little girl with a royal aura coming over, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Come and sit."

Lu Pheasant saw the ceremony and sat down.

Seeing that she was still upright, Baitao said slowly: "Your ancestors were from Lu State, and now you live in Shanfu County, Wei State. You have an eldest brother named Lu Ze, a second brother named Lu Shizhi, an eldest sister named Lu Changxuan, and a younger sister named Lu. Hey, you are the second daughter."

Lu Pheasant looked at her and said, "Yeah."

"Now your family has finally been found." Baitao teased the crickets in the golden pot with thin grass roots, "Can I take you home?"

"The crickets rest early in the morning and chirp at night."

The little girl opened her eyes and looked at her jar, "Queen, you have to tease it at night so that it will scream happily."

Baitao smiled and said flatly: "Believe it or not, if I throw a cricket in, it will crow for me no matter morning or evening."

Lu Pheasant nodded, "Crickets are aggressive." He asked again, "But they are just small insects. Queen, why do you still use such a big gold jar to contain them?"

“Then what jar will you use?”

She shook her head, "I caught them before and put them in cans made of bamboo strips."

"You use a bamboo jar, mine uses a gold jar, and a clay jar. No matter what the silver jar is filled with, it is the same. As long as you put it in, you will eventually fight to the death. At this time, what jar do you think you should use? Is there any difference?"

The beautiful white eyes turned to her and smiled brightly, "Even the person who eats the queen is the same."

Lu Pheasant was stunned.

A few years later, when she was suffering from the turmoil of the world, tasting the poison of the human heart, and the pain of being broken.

Today’s words.

Countless emotions would roll over her heart, gradually turning into as cold and fierce as the mountains and seas.

Lu Pheasant chewed the word involuntarily: "Dou?"

The woman didn't answer and threw the cricket king out, and the golden jar also fell into the water.

But he didn't expect that there was a huge red fish underneath, splashing out of the water, its scales dazzling like thousands of gold threads, swimming in circles with the dropped gold pot on its head.

Lu Pheasant covered his mouth, and his suppressed exclamations turned into widened pupils.

"Come on, sweet little girl, I'll give you a ride."

An extremely luxurious carriage was parked at the palace gate, painted with rare birds, and curtains of pearls and shells were hung on all sides. Incense was lit, and several eunuchs stood by the side, bowing their hands and bowing their heads.

It is the endless silence that a deep palace should have.

Lu Pheasant raised his neck and was held by Baitao's little hand.

Before leaving, she suddenly wanted to see the Changle Palace, which was like a palace in the sky, through the invisible palace door.

Lu Pheasant's voice was as crisp as a bell: "Queen, I will live in a big house like you in the future."

Her words were so frightening that the palace maids and eunuchs almost came out of their bodies. Even the old eunuchs who had experienced ups and downs couldn't help but look at her. The palace maids' expressions were even more colorful.

The horse snorted several times.

"sure."

With a smile on her lips, Baitao touched her head and said, "As long as you want to do it."

*
The little girl's childish talk in the palace was just a small episode.

Although it is talked about occasionally, but now at the entrance of Qin State's eastward departure, the talk is more about battles, generals, and the secrets of the other five countries.

Definitely the best.In the Xianyang wine shop, there were loud discussions, and the topics were constantly stirred up like a raging fire cooking oil.

Naturally, it was Qin's hated old enemy - Zhao.

As the saying goes, Qin and Jin are good, but after the three families were divided into Jin, even though Qin and Zhao had the same ancestors and shared the same land, they stabbed each other with knives, and the stabs became more and more severe each time.

Typical fratricide.

The origin of the evil can be traced back to the Spring and Autumn Period, and then back to the decline of the Wei State and the alliance to resist the Qin Dynasty.

Finally, there are the two fierce tigers of Qin and Zhao, fighting for a piece of Shangdang's fat meat, fighting with blood.

Don't pursue so much of the harm.

Just the recent battle of Yi'an, the incident of "Qin's army was defeated and Huan Jue died in battle" has already made the old Qin people itchy in their teeth and heart.

After destroying South Korea lightly.

If you don't clean up Zhao Guo next time and let him know which one is the king and which one is the hegemon, it will be a disgrace to the ancestors, please forgive me!
This hatred has turned into a topic for Kuo Lun Pavilion to show off its talents, and it has also become a curse on the tip of the tongue of the old Qin people when they take a break from their busy schedule.After long talks, the more people there are, the more disputes there will be. Gradually, it turns into various factions speaking out and attacking each other vividly with different viewpoints, which is more enjoyable than punching and kicking.

One person in particular stood out.

This person's name is - Open Mouth.

There is no curfew in Xianyang, the lanterns are tall and the restaurants are crowded all night long.

In the past, the old Qin people would rest at sunrise and sunset, humming a few folk songs while carrying farm tools, and met each other's fellow villagers.

Most words are.

"What's wrong?"

"Mo?"

"Let's go, why don't we make steamed buns! Kill that turtle grandson!"

"let's go!"

Now, ever since Zhang Xueyu appeared in the north of the city, waving a feather fan and talking vividly about the war of the Six Kingdoms with every touch of his lips and teeth, the old Qin people's custom of sulking and swearing in private in groups has changed.

"Covered Momo?"

"Cover it."

"Let's go! Go to the big mouth and chew your head!"

Open your mouth wide.

His nickname was Zhang Xueshi, and people in the old Qin Dynasty often called him Zhang Dazui.

It means that his mouth is big enough to encompass everything in the world, and there is nothing he doesn’t know.And his talk about war is not like other people who are clouded and foggy, sounding numb.

But it is easy to understand.

The elegant can be elegant and downright charming, the vulgar can be down to the bottom, and can even be dragged into the "hammer".

I remember that when Zhang Xueji first became famous two months ago, he was carrying a birdcage and searching for insects in the field.

After scratching his head, he started talking about the Battle of Yi'an with a fellow villager next to him and said, "Nonsense! One hundred thousand people died in the Qin army. Which one of you knows, listen to whoever says it."

The old Qin people gathered in groups of twos and threes, talking all around.

I don’t know which one is right, maybe Ermazi from the east or Erguaizi from the west.

I heard him say again, "Don't let the wind be the rain. The dung beetle just puts up a show to show off and swallows dead flies to deceive himself."

"Let me tell you, Zhao General Li Mu only wiped out less than [-] Qin troops. You have to know that after defeating Zhao Jun in Pingyang, we will suffer losses. General Huanjue went deeper into the Taihang Mountains and beheaded [-] Zhao slaves. , killed the general Hu Zou of Zhao, and occupied Chili and Yi'an. Are we going to suffer losses, just like when you hold water, the water leaks between your fingers, and there is a lot of it in your mouth? "

"We don't believe it, so why did Li Mu only kill [-] people? Zhao Guo is not a fool, so why don't you know why he still named Li Mu the King of Wu'an?"

There was a strong young man with a bronzed chest and he spoke boldly.

"Yeah, twenty thousand, one hundred thousand, that's a big difference."

"I don't believe it."

"Yes, we don't believe it."

Zhang Xueyi smiled lightly and said to the man: "We in Qin State have Lord Bai Qi Wu'an, who killed Zhao State into a graveyard. If you had Lord Wu An, wouldn't you be excited?"

"Excited."

"Are you excited when you won the war?"

"Excited!" The old Qin people said in unison, and even the old farmers who came around one after another also joined in and said, "If we hear that our Qin country has won the war, we will be more happy than holding a baby."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhang Xueji smiled cheerfully, with a pair of pretty and bright red phoenix eyes.

Take a horse step.

Then he put his left hand in front, and held the feather fan tightly in his right hand behind him. He walked around and said, "You are excited, you are happy, and when you are happy, you show your true colors. At this time, I lost my strength and took advantage of your mood to kill you. I fanned you Hit you"

Before he finished speaking, the feather fan in his hand hit the lower third of the smiling young man.

The young man's face turned dark red, he covered his jumping feet and howled, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's my fault, it's my fault!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha."

The old Qin man carried farm tools, leaned forward and backward, and laughed like a flood opening a floodgate.

He shook his feather fan and added leisurely: ". Hammer!"

Zhang Xueji is Zhang Xueji.

The name doesn't sound good, but it's a bit more elegant than Goudan Donkeyan Heiniu and the like.

He lives in the most remote northeast corner of Xianyang City, and he is considered a newly moved Xinqin person.

Someone who was curious asked about the origin of his name, and he said to himself, "I am just a parrot in commenting on the world's major events."

He is not an official, a businessman, or a farmer, and no one knows where all his expenses come from. We can only see him sitting alone in a gourd wine shop in the evening market, with a wooden cage next to him, and inside the cage is a black animal. Midwinter bird.

Boil a pot of Lao Qin wine, mix in two peanuts, and occasionally, when the mood strikes, we will clap the table and talk drunkenly.

As time went by, his reputation grew.

After cursing Zhao Guo for so long, it became less interesting.

From time to time, people from the old Qin Dynasty came to visit by chance and dug out some delicious food. After searching a few times, they would have a stronghold, and they even became more interested in cursing.

The sky is the roof, and the wilderness is the bed.

Regardless of their status, they were crowded together and could hear the sound of jujube clappers. The man, who was as tall as a crane, was wearing coarse linen clothes and wearing straw sandals.

Place the wooden cage and feed it two drops of water.

When the lips move, the feather fan trembles.

It can be considered a grand debut.

Chewing the head: The Qin State has a heavy taste, which can be understood as a meal.

To lose someone: to be embarrassed.