I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 42
Bai Tao threw it over: "Why?"

She raised her wrist, and the big sleeves made of peacock feathers and quilts passed over the brazier. The sparks were ignited for a moment and then annihilated. "Eclipse, plague, winter thunder, flood, drought, earthquake, famine, locust plague, comet, Yinghuo guards the heart."

"It's all inspired by God."

Mrs. Huayang closed her eyes tightly, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were like cracked cold white porcelain.

She murmured and prayed silently, "He can lead Qin to glory, but he will also bring disaster. He is an unknown person."

"What are you talking about? What ominous person?"

Baitao doesn't have so many parental rules, not to mention that she is older than her, so she said directly, "Just based on a few burnt tortoise shells, you can conclude that others are unlucky people, and you just label people like this?"

The Empress Dowager Huayang, who is extremely respected in the harem, has never seen such a person who dares to choke her.

Her eyes were sharp, and she scolded angrily: "It's just a Zhao girl who is protected by King Qin, and dares to talk back to the old woman!"

Baitao turned around and left.

The wind and snow outside blew in, and the curtains of the palace were rolled back, and the lit candles were blown out one after another. .

Baitao came back from the outside, and what she wrapped in her deerskin was the snow she held outside, "Look, the turtle shell you burn is like that, but I burn it differently, you will have nothing to say then." gone."

The Empress Dowager Huayang frowned, watching her movements with a cold face.

Baitao patted the hollow tortoise shell, stuffed it into the pile of snow he brought, and poked the wooden stick into the coal.

Said, "It's just divination, just for peace of mind, but you can't believe it all."

She went on to say: "Han Feizi said that the sage looks at the mystery, uses his circles, and calls it the Tao, and calls those things that cannot be explained as revelations. This is called deceiving the sky and destroying oneself."

Mrs. Huayang snorted coldly: "You are a little girl, how dare you turn black and white."

It is indeed difficult to break the faith of mortals, and Baitao can only spread her claws.

The wooden stick soon turned red, Baitao picked it up and held it in her hand, picked up the center of the stick with her fingertips, and spun it around several times in a fancy way, "Empress Huayang, look after it."

"Sleight of hand."

Mrs. Huayang closed her eyes halfway, she was quite dismissive, "I think the King of Qin came to Xianyang City back then, the old woman had already calculated that Qin's disaster was about to come, she just glanced at him, and everything was clear, besides, he was in power There will be floods soon, and this time, autumn has just left, and the ground is covered with heavy snow, and in a few years, thousands of miles will be starved, and in a few years, there will be drought in Qin."

"The old woman has calculated this a thousand times, isn't it?"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The Empress Dowager Huayang opened her eyelids, and saw the girl looking at her with amber pupils. They were eyes as beautiful as elves. The girl was holding a tortoise shell taken out of the snow in her hand. The tortoise shell Insert a stick into the tail.

The snow on the top of the turtle shell melted away, ticking on the ground.

the crack on it
The Empress Dowager Huayang's throat tightened, and she snatched it away, "Why, it's different"

It must be different, how can ordinary divination burn cracks in the snow.

Baitao said: "Look, you can't believe those who say that they are deceptive and deceitful."

The Empress Dowager Huayang caressed the cracks on the tortoise shell: "The old woman remembers every crack, every flash, every glance, how could it be different."

"That's something unfounded, and any disaster revelations are all imaginary."

Baitao murmured, "If you insist that King Qin is an unknown person just because of these things, it would be too harsh on him, not to mention that he is your grandson."

The Empress Dowager Huayang looked at the cracks on the turtle shell very intently,
After a long time, her eyebrows moved, and she sighed with a little regret, "Everything that can be changed, everything that can be changed, can be changed. This is also the apocalypse, the revelation from God to the old woman. The old woman has lived for so many years. Half of one foot has stepped into the loess, and you, a little girl, can't see clearly."

Who are you calling a little girl? I'm already in my [-]s.

Baitao slandered inwardly.

The Empress Dowager Huayang looked at Baitao. The girl's beautiful appearance was enough to overthrow the city and overthrow the dynasty.

She asked lightly, "What are you wearing?"

Baitao lowered her head to look left and right, straightened it with her hands: "It's a cloak."

"No, it's a deer." The Empress Dowager Huayang put one hand on her chest and made a gesture with her left hand, "The old woman can foresee that Qin Ruo will lose his deer, and the whole world will chase after it."

Baitao: "?"

What's the meaning.

The Empress Dowager Huayang didn't say much anymore, clasped her hands together and nodded her forehead, chanting the obscure Chuci.

Why do you keep nagging halfway through your words? Is this the tradition of Chu State?

Baitao glanced suspiciously for a few times, thinking in her heart that she would never believe in it in the future, that half-baked mountain ghost must have brought this believer.

"Your Majesty is tired, so please come back, little Master Baitao."

The old maid beside the Empress Dowager Huayang led Baitao out.

Baitao had just reached the threshold, when Madam Han who was kneeling in the snow screamed even more horribly.

Right.

Back and forth, she just never stopped.

"This Mrs. Han comes to kneel at the end of every day. She kneels for more than an hour, and no one can drive her away. After all, the empress dowager also sympathizes with the pain of losing her son, so she takes care of her."

The old maid pinned two green hairpins to her temples, as a reason: "It's just that in the harem, this kind of pain is hard to heal, and Madam Han may find it difficult to see it away."

Baitao held both hands, looked at the snowman in the wind and snow, and then looked back at the inner room where the Empress Dowager Huayang lived.

The Empress Dowager Huayang is ruthless, but she keeps doing it.

She stepped forward, "What's the matter, you let me enlighten her."

The end of the old maid's eyes seemed to be pressed into two nooses that were getting tighter and tighter.

Cheng Jiao's rebellion is a difficult matter, and it also involves the state affairs, and the front is turbulent.

Even the Empress Dowager Huayang couldn't do anything about it, so she could only let it sit in the cold. It might not be easy for a little girl to deal with it.

She didn't say much, "Then I will trouble you, my lord."

Baitao went over with an umbrella.

"But please wait."

The old maid took out a seal from the tray of the little maid by her side, raised her hands high, lowered her head, and said insincerely, "My lord, please bring this to King Qin. This is what the Empress Dowager wants. You can tell by looking.”

Baitao took it without looking at it, and stuffed it into the inner liner of the cloak.

She held an umbrella and continued to walk forward, "Okay, I see."

The door was already open, but Feifei Yuxue tried her best to blur people's vision, when Baitao walked up to the kneeling Mrs. Han.

Mrs. Han looked like an old man in her twilight years. She was a bit late before realizing it was her, "Where's the empress dowager? Why doesn't the empress dowager come to see me?"

Baitao stood still.

"What are you, but you're just an orphan from the Zhao Kingdom, get out of the way! I want to see the Queen Mother, I want to see the Queen Mother!"

Mrs. Han's legs were kneeling numb and unconscious, she stared and crawled towards Liyang Palace.

Several eunuchs stopped her, "Mrs. Han, the Queen Mother has ordered you not to trespass."

"I want to see the Queen Mother!"

Mrs. Han let out a mournful scream like a lonely vulture, "Queen Mother, it is Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao entrusted me with a dream, he cried, he is wronged, wronged——"

Baitao blinked lightly, her thick and curly eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, she tore off King Qin's jade pendant from her waist, "I don't know, the Queen Mother doesn't see you, King Qin is qualified to see you."

"King Qin."

The blood on Mrs. Han's body froze into layers of ice, starting from the spine and going down.

She looked at the eagle-shaped jade pendant in her hand, her eyes were red, "It's the king of Qin, he can't tolerate it, he can't tolerate my son, he killed his brothers and sisters, so cruel and violent, he is not worthy to be the king of Qin, he will suffer retribution sooner or later , he will be punished!"

"Retribution, hahahaha"

The woman was crying and laughing in the snowstorm, the terrifying voice flowed in the palace, piercing Baitao's mind from all directions.

Baitao pursed her lips tightly and said, "You think Cheng Jiao was killed by King Qin, so you hate him."

"I hate it, of course I hate it! I can't wait to eat his flesh and skin, smash his bones and throw his ashes away." Mrs. Han stared at her fiercely, "I will curse him, eternal life! Eternal life! Eternal life!"

"But my Chengjiao, my Chengjiao. Can you come back?"

Mrs. Han stretched out her cold and red hands to scrape the snow on the ground, "Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao, where are you, mother, mother is here. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Several of the eunuchs standing at the gate of Liyang Palace blushed, showing pity for this mother's experience.

mercy?
However, most of the poor people in this world are just to blame for themselves.

Baitao said slowly: "You think King Qin is sorry for you, he is the one who harmed your son."

Everyone probably thought so, King Qin was put on the tip of the tongue of the Xianyang wine shop, and he seemed to be a cruel king.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's not cold underground." She was still shaving the snow obsessively.

Baitao paused and said: "Actually, it wasn't the King of Qin, nor anyone else. It was you who killed Cheng Jiao. Mrs. Han, you are the executioner who is held high."

Mrs. Han raised her head suddenly, "What nonsense are you talking about! He is my son, my flesh and blood, he is my everything, he is my everything! You don't know how much a mother loves her son, and you are still talking nonsense here!"

Baitao imitated Brother Zheng's tone, obviously speaking very slowly, but with the sharpness of a knife: "Mrs. Han, do you still remember four years ago?"

Mrs. Han planed on the jade slab, her fingertips were smoothed, "Four years ago..."

"At that time, you, as well as the Queen Mother Xia, took Cheng Jiao and sailed to South Korea together. Within half a month, King Han gave up the hundred miles of land to Qin without blinking an eye. Cheng Jiao won the hundred miles of South Korea without a single soldier. At that time, he was only 15 years old. The generals of Xianyang City looked at him at such a young age, how beautiful he was. Cheng Jiao probably thought that all the difficult things in this world were all on his wish middle."

Baitao remembered it very clearly.

After Cheng Jiao made great achievements, the Han faction celebrated in the Xianyang Palace wine shop, proudly.

Even when Cheng Jiao entered the palace, his tone of voice towards brother Zheng was quite disrespectful.

She said slowly: "I remember there is an old saying in the world, that is, you will not be rewarded without merit. Cheng Jiao has contributed to Qin, and he has been named Chang'an Lord for hundreds of miles. Is the King of Han willing to part with the hundred miles of land?"

Mrs. Han's face turned pale: "I am the daughter of King Han, and Cheng Jiao is his grandson, but it is only a hundred miles away, so why not give him to his grandson."

Bai Taoying's lips curled up, and she smiled wildly: "King Han probably thinks the same way. He thinks that Qin's orthodox bloodline is also from his Korean royal family."

"you"

Holly's mouth!

Mrs. Han pinched her fingertips into the palm of her hand, and couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

Baitao changed the subject again with a lot of effort, "Later, Empress Dowager Xia died, so you don't have to be wary of throwing rats, and you also noticed that the road you paved for Chengjiao is getting more and more difficult."

She passed lightly, "Until Zhao Ji repeatedly suppressed you in the palace."

Mrs. Han said angrily: "Those whores and savages, Cheng Jiao and his filial piety, are forced to follow this path."

"But when Zhao Ji oppresses you, even if she is the Empress Dowager Bingzheng, you can resist in many ways."

Mrs. Han's heart skipped a beat.

"You don't need Zhao Jiruo as your foundation in the harem. Behind you are the Han family, and the Queen Mother Huayang who loves Cheng Jiao and loves you and Wu. You are the widow of the former king, and King Qin also respects you three points. No matter how much Zhao Ji suppresses you , you also have to be in a situation where you have to go back to the palace to take care of you if you can't eat enough and don't keep warm, but you just don't. You let Zhao Ji insult you, you let your subordinates be expelled, and you treat yourself as a sad person. Orphaned mother, you are eager to inspire Cheng Jiao to work hard and walk towards the path you want."

Baitao cut her heart one by one, without mercy, "What kind of way is that? The supreme, kingly way."

But under the kingly way, there are so many bones.

Is it because Cheng Jiao, who is just full of blood, thinks that he is invincible in the world after taking over a hundred miles of land, will be able to walk?

Mrs. Han was torn off the fig leaf and froze in place.

Baitao walked forward holding an umbrella, and stopped looking at her: "The one who killed Cheng Jiao was precisely your long-desired mother."

"what--"

Mrs. Han roared heart-piercingly, with tears of blood in her eyes: "That is my Jiao'er's throne, and it belongs to Jiao'er in the first place, and I just want to take back everything that belongs to Jiao'er, what's wrong with me, what did I do wrong? !what!"

(End of this chapter)