I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

It’s snowing in Xianyang.

Linghan's plum trees are sparsely planted across the streets. Their petals are like burning fire, rolling and falling on the pedestrians coming and going.

It brings a bit of rare warmth to people on cold days.

The people of Xianyang are well-fed and clothed.

The closer it gets to the first lunar month, the chiefs of Guizhou will dig out half a liang of Qin from under the bed, in the toilet, or in the cave, and carry it with them.

They went to the main city on foot or by donkey cart to buy some seeds, farm tools, salt, cloth and other daily necessities in preparation for spring planting.

this year.

It’s a new year that’s different from the previous ones.

Baitao was wearing a hood, revealing a bit of jade-like chin. He stood in the square of Wanxiang Pavilion and looked at the eight-foot-high carved stone slab.

Each carved board is evenly engraved with words, square and straight.

Arranged like a dense jungle.

There are many Guizhou leaders and bachelors with some knowledge around who comment, "Wonderful, wonderful, Qin Zhuan, it is really wonderful, look at the word "王"."

He opened his arms and stretched his neck, "That horizontal line on top, does it look like a hat on the king's head? Does the king always walk with his hands open?"

That’s what I thought.

Several farmers were carrying farm tools, covered in mud, and wiped their faces, "Yes, you are right. This is how the king walks, swaggering and majestic. What about the emperor?"

"The emperor just wears a white hat on his head."

"Medium, mediocrity!"

"Why wear a white hat?"

"Because..." The man couldn't answer, "It's none of your business. I, the emperor, can wear whatever hat I want."

"That's right, that's right."

The student walked around leading the illiterate group and went to another place to explain, "Look at the logic of this principle. It looks familiar. There is a king in it. Why does this mean? Do you know? Because the principles are all taught by kings." Yes, don’t reason with the king, the king himself is the reason.”

"Look at this house again. Is there a pot lid on top, which is the roof, and there are pigs below. You raise the pigs and you have food in the house. Together, this is a home."

"And this day, oh my day."

The student was pointing and was suddenly bumped into by a little girl with braids and a headscarf.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The little girl stood up straight and apologized respectfully, then took out a string of Qin Banliang and said, "Sir, there is an ancient mirror at home, but I don't recognize the words on it. I just heard that you have a big Knowledge, can you help me take a look, I will give you all the money."

The student puffed his beard and stared at the little girl.

Why are you so blind?

He was enjoying the attention and admiration, so what kind of country bumpkin came to throw money at him?

However, the student's eyes were glued to Qin Banliang's hand on the girl's hand and he did not let go for a while. He closed his eyes and put his hands behind his back, pretending to say, "The inscriptions engraved on the mirror are inscriptions. Since I am passing on knowledge, how can I accept money?"

"That's good, sir."

Hastily taking Qin Banliang into her arms, the girl took out the bronze mirror.

"...!"

The veins on the student's forehead were so angry that they were jumping to the sky. She gritted her teeth and looked at the worn bronze mirror in her hand for a long time.

He scolded: "You are a girl's family. You are looking for this broken mirror and you just ask anyone. Do you think everyone has the leisure to teach a girl's family? You should just find a husband and marry yourself off."

He was so furious.

Bai Tao is clearly visible from the side.

Afraid that the man was illiterate but unable to disgrace himself, he questioned the little girl's family.

An ordinary little girl would have burst into tears, and would have wanted to leave in shame and anger.

But this girl was obviously not the one. She took back her mirror and cursed, "I can't even tell if you have eyes or not. What a broken mirror that has eyes but no eyes. Do you think you know a few more words just to show off here?" Amazing, you can't pass on knowledge to others, vomit, vomit, disgusting, why are you wandering around here, I'm afraid you can't even enter the threshold of Wanxiang Pavilion, yo - I asked you to teach me knowledge and find a husband. Get married."

"Yo yo yo! You are so stubborn! No wonder you can't get through the threshold, because of your dog! Eyes! Look! Human! Low!"

After scolding.

Even the bustling Xianyang Street, with its southern and northern accents, became eerily quiet.

The little girl turned her head effortlessly and stood there shaking her legs.

The next moment, she was carrying a cloth bag and ran over to Baitao, her two thick braids shaving back. She seemed to be wise to the situation and wanted to slip away.

The student clenched his fists and looked fiercely.

He wanted to tear her to pieces. This kind of humiliation in the street added a fatal blow to the strong blow he received from Wanxiang Pavilion, not to mention that there were many students from Wanxiang Pavilion watching here.

"Don't leave!"

There are carved stone slabs here. The gaps between the carved stone slabs are limited and there are crowds of people crowding around. The space for running is really limited. When the student was about to catch the little girl, the guard next to Baitao clamped down on the scholar's hand.

The student's face was pale and his lips were trembling, and he quickly retreated.

When the little girl saw someone helping her out, she walked among the carved stone slabs and looked around at the white peach.

When Baitao was about to leave, she jumped over, the ends of her braids flying up, raising her wet rags, "Huh, thank you."

She is very smart, clean and delicate.

Baitao said: "It's okay."

"Are you literate?" The little girl had an intuition that she had an extraordinary status. After all, the beads on her hat were so big that they dazzled her eyes. She was dressed differently, and there were two cold guards around her.

She herself wore only a rag skirt and a faded peasant turban.

Seeing that Baitao didn't answer, she waved her hand and said cheerfully, "It's okay, it's okay. I can't read either. No one in the village can read. The characters are hard to recognize and there are all kinds of weird ones."

Taking a step forward, the little girl looked ready to leave.

When I saw this noble girl with extraordinary status in front of me raised her head, revealing her eyes, it was like a god coming to the world with majestic skirts, stepping on the sun, and shining in all directions.

The little girl opened her mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.

"Tick."

Drooling, she quickly stretched out her sleeve and wiped her chin, her eyes drifting to hide it, "I might... be hungry."

"I can," Baitao said, "I can read."

"How much do you know?"

"80% of the collection of classics in Wanxiang Pavilion."

Wanxiang Pavilion collects the royal families of the world, and the private collection is a treasure house containing countless gold. The ancient books there are more than you can read in a few lifetimes.

The little girl probably didn't know what he meant. She only knows whether the grain in the field has been harvested or not.

Is it over or not?

She nodded and took out a mirror from her arms, "Then do you know the words and inscriptions on this mirror? I came all the way to Xianyang just to ask someone who is literate, and to see if I can find some work, asshole. Eat a mouthful of food.”

The mirror in your hand gives you a sense of simplicity.

Baitao couldn't reflect his own appearance.

Turning it over, Baitao's hands touched these ancient patterns. The back of the mirror was painted with Fuxi, Nuwa, Shennong, Xuanyuan statues and cirrus patterns. It could be felt that this was the stuff of alchemists.

All the spells written on them are spells to catch monsters.

But if the little girl who has no magic skills wants to use it, she has to take away her lifespan.

Baitao handed the mirror back to her hand: "It says wealth, happiness and health. May all your wishes be fulfilled."

"It turns out. That's what it means."

The mystery that had puzzled her for more than ten years was solved. The little girl's shoulders relaxed and she quickly said thank you, "Thank you, thank you, thank you. I really don't know how to say thank you. My name is Fang Xiaoxue, what about you?" "

"My name is Baitao."

"Sister Baitao, you said you have read 80% of the collection of classics in Wanxiang Pavilion. Are you a disciple here?"

Fang Xiaoxue turned her head and looked at this huge palace with admiration, "How free and easy it would be to be able to live in it, read books every day and do nothing. Are the people inside very rich? Can we still see each other?" emperor."

She then said to Baitao, "Sister Baitao, those who can live here are all studying something."

"Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism, Mohism, strategists, farmers, strategists, yin-yang families, farmers, doctors, and all kinds of miscellaneous families."

Fang Xiaoxue became more and more confused the more she listened.

Baitao looked at the large lacquered characters and said: "It used to be called Tianwen Pavilion, and later it was called Wanxiang Pavilion, which means all-encompassing. Mount Tai does not reject every grain of soil, so it can reach straight into the sky. The rivers and seas do not have picky and small tributaries. So we can continue to thrive, and we will never reject anyone with ambitions.”

"It's amazing. What does it mean to be all-encompassing?" Fang Xiaoxue put her palms on her eyebrows and put her feet up to look out.

She didn't know a word of it, but she just felt that the gold was very valuable, "Which family does the emperor like?"

"Legislative."

"Legalist? Do you need to know magic?"

Fang Xiaoxue lit up after hearing this. Maybe she was really a descendant of a certain alchemist family. Baitao didn't care anymore, pursed her lips and smiled, "Maybe she needs to be a little more skillful."

was answered in the affirmative.

Fang Xiaoxue's eyes lit up, and something dark came to light again. She touched the bronze mirror in her hand and said, "It seems that I don't even have this way of getting rich. Alas, the wealth and well-being written on it are all there." Could it be true?”

"If you believe it, it's true."

"really?"

Fang Xiaoxue held the mirror in flattery and closed her eyes, "Then I have to make a New Year's wish quickly. Mirror, mirror, you must help me realize it." She cleared her throat and said, "Then I want to become rich this year. Rich, super rich!”

Opening one eye, she saw Baitao still tilting his head and looking at her.

Like a cute little beast.

Fang Xiaoxue shook her head to get rid of the strange feeling, and took a step away from the mirror, "Sister Baitao, hurry up and make a wish. If you want anything, tell me quickly."

Baitao continued to tilt his head.

If she were a mortal in the next year, she might refuse such childish and embarrassing behavior in front of the stone monument where people come and go.

But she is still just a little fox.

The hooded head was slightly lowered, and the little fox's lips were bright and bright under the scorching light. They opened and closed, holding their paws, "Mirror, mirror, I hope brother can come back to me."

After saying that, he bowed three times in front of the mirror.

"Okay, Sister Baitao, Brother Bai will definitely be back with you soon!"

The smile on Fang Xiaoxue's face showed boldly, "After all, it's what you are thinking about."

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