I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Li Yue returned to the Li Mansion.

Sitting in the carved and hollowed-out lobby in the middle is the owner of the Li Mansion, the court lieutenant of the Qin Dynasty, the celebrity in front of the King of Qin, and also her father - Li Si.

Li Si was dressed in casual clothes, and soaked his feet in the bathtub with his eyes closed.

Next to him was a beautiful little girl who was beating his shoulders and back, her eyebrows lowered as much as possible, and when she saw Li Yue's return, she yelled delicately, "The eldest girl is back."

Li Yue was silent at first.

Until Li Si opened his folded eyelids and looked at her, those eyes that were galloping in the officialdom made Li Yue feel trembling and strange, and said stiffly: "Father."

"Ah."

She no longer knew what to say.

After a long time, Li Si saw her reserved look, and said in a deep voice, "You are now the official girl of the Li family, one of the most noble girls in Xianyang City, you are not an ordinary peasant, you should behave as you should, don't be like a farmer. Like a stalk."

Li Yue immediately bowed and bowed: "Yes, father, that son is him."

As if touching some taboo, Li Si's lazy body stiffened, his expression changed, and he asked again, "Why are you coming home so late?"

Recalling the belly draft prepared in his heart again, Li Yue frowned and waved again before Li Yue could speak without leaking, "Go down."

Didn't mention it.

Li Yue didn't dare to ask, and immediately bowed down again: "Yes, father."

Straightforward, before she could reach the door, Li Si Na was so low and solemn that he even came over with a somewhat superior voice: "Betroth you to the second son of the Meng family, Meng Yi, and we will get married in a few years."

Li Yue stopped in her footsteps. She saw her own image reflected in the mirror-polished ornaments. That was her self, who was admiring both elegance and vulgarity. The other self walked over to grab her father's beard and muttered, "Daddy!" ,I do not want."

Maybe it's too cold now, she stood here feeling stiff even on the back of her feet, "Yes, father, my daughter understands."

After speaking, Li Yue walked out.

The pine trees in the courtyard bloomed, and the flowers bloomed and withered for several years.

Li Yue felt cold, very cold.

It was so cold that even the white air exhaled from her mouth made her feel a little inexplicable, the long-term temperature and nostalgia.

Once upon a time, she was also the most beloved daughter of her father.

Ting Wei Li Si, the daughter of this extremely popular power minister, is a wild girl from the fields.

The girl also has a gentle and beautiful mother. The family was simple and light, but they were also happy and happy. Later, the girl's father resigned and went to Jixia to study, leaving her mother to raise the girl alone in troubled times. Time is like gravel, tortured The woman's face was full of illnesses, and the girl's father died before he returned to his hometown. In the end, he was buried in a straw mat in a hurry. No one knew which wild dog took the body away. Even the grave was buried. Failed to go up.

On the other hand, the girl's father is a high-ranking official and generous salary, with many wives and concubines, and a house full of children.

He seems to have forgotten his mother.

Even his daughter's was extra crowded.

The darkness of the past is like an unsinkable mountain, Li Yue raised her head to look at the night, a few cold stars wrapped around the world for no reason, she stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to pick off the longing from a long distance, "Mom, I miss you so much. "

It's the dry and cold north wind again, which can't bring out a trace of human smoke and goes straight to the bone marrow of people.

The door plaques of the inns and taverns have been hung with layers of cowhide steps to separate the bone-chilling cold air. Some passers-by wearing hats and face scarves walked in the streets extending in all directions, stomping their feet and blowing their noses. Two officials dressed in silk and satin walked closely together.

"How come the wind doesn't snow?"

"Yeah, this year's capital has passed, I really froze to death, it's strange, it's strange."

"Really, it's very cold, brother, how is the situation in your private field?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult next year, just wait and see."

Several officials walked into a teahouse trembling, filled with hot air and voices.

There is a big shelf in the middle, and a table is set up. On the table, there is a speaker who is talking about the affairs of various countries, and the waiter next to him is respectful to them with hot rice milk and horse cakes. , take a seat."

Several officials nodded and sat down with a flick of their sleeves.

"What does it mean to have a fault and not listen to the advice of your courtiers?"

The old Qin people below gasped and said, "We don't know, tell me quickly."

"As the head of the five tyrants, Duke Heng of Qi was killed by his subordinates and ridiculed by the world because he refused to listen to advice and insisted on going his own way. It is conceivable how serious the harm will be if he does not listen to the words of loyalty."

Holding a wooden board, the speaker shook his head and continued, "What a genius Guan Zhong is, the number one prime minister in the Spring and Autumn Period."

"But even so, what he said was so bad that Qi Henggong didn't listen to a word at all. Guan Zhong said that Yi Ya, who offered his own son's head to treat Qi Henggong's illness, would not be allowed to be in charge of political affairs. Yi Ya has the head of a leopard and the eyes of a tiger. No matter how you look at it, it’s not a good thing. Qi Heng insisted on going his own way, and he deserved to end up starving to death in the end. I don’t even think about it. How can a person love the monarch if he doesn’t even love his own son?”

"Yes, yes, that makes sense."

"He doesn't even love his son, it has no conscience at all."

When the officials who were listening intently heard this, they saw a dark young man sitting over, and smiled at them, "How can a person be considerate of the common people if he is not filial to his own mother?"

While they didn't want to understand, they said again, "Masters, I'm just a scholar. I heard about Qin's prisoner's mother. I'm confused and want to ask you masters."

Several officials looked at each other in blank dismay, "The king of Qin imprisoned his mother, so did we."

While talking, they talked about the long case and joined in the high-spirited and elegant discussion of politics.

In the teahouse, no matter how high or low the status was, everyone was having a hot conversation in the teahouse. The remarks were either sharp, indirect, or inadvertent, but the words never changed.

The king of Qin imprisoned his mother.

Unfilial.

big evil.

"Mortal people can pretend to be true and false."

On the second floor of the teahouse, the mountain ghost is sitting cross-legged on the wooden railing, "They say they don't want money, and they put on a big signboard of righteousness. From their point of view, it's hard for a parent to stab a child, and the child has to repay it." Song?"

Bai Tu was beside him: "You hate mortals?"

"No, this mountain ghost is protecting them." The mountain ghost smiled. "Bless them with Huang Xiang Wenxi, a hundred miles of negative rice, and filial piety to touch the heavens. If they fail to do so, I will severely condemn them with words."

Bai Tu's eyebrows and eyes looked like another place: "Qin country is already in chaos."

"Ben Shan knows that Lu Buwei, the Prime Minister of the country, has been put into the coffin early by the poisonous snake. Although the old man doesn't know when he provoked it, but ah, thanks to the snake's move, otherwise King Qin would want to take it back. Political power, we have to wait until what year and month, how can we talk about unifying the world?"

The mountain ghost muttered, "Could it be that the snake is one of us, old fox, do you know him?"

"There was an intersection a long time ago."

"What intersection?"

"I am the emperor, and he is the minister." Bai Tu said lightly, "There is a civil turmoil in Qin, just a word or two."

Mountain ghost: "."

He shouldn't have asked.

All the tails made the old fox cock up. He had to fiddle with seven tails, but now he is fine.

The mountain ghost's black beads without white eyes turned around, as if he wanted to roll his eyes but failed to look out: "Old fox, you have lived for so many years, and your cultivation level is also high. You really don't have a seat on the list of gods, or have you offended some god?"

He didn't expect the old fox to spit out anything from his old teeth, but he didn't expect that the old fox really didn't spit out.

Bai Tu took a sideways look at him with his good looks, and the upturned fox eyes were always drawn with a dreamy look, but the fox couldn't utter two good words, "Take care of yourself."

into, get.

The mountain ghost cocked his legs indifferently, and seeing Xiaoer passing by carrying a lacquer plate, he stretched out his slender claws and grabbed a few handfuls of fruit, chewed them in his mouth, and spit them back, grinning, "Just take two bites." , don't be stingy, don't be like him. The generous and upright mortals will be blessed by the mountain ghost, and bless you to get promoted and get rich."

The waiter in the shop dared not speak out, took out the sticky fruit core with his hands, looked at them twice, and finally commented, "It's sick."

Mountain Ghost, Bai Tu: "."

After finishing speaking, the waiter in the shop went into the private room next to him. Unexpectedly, there was an earth-shattering and resounding sentence in it, "The king of Qin imprisoned his mother, it's too much for heaven!" , hitting the waiter on the forehead.

The waiter let out an ouch, and just fell on the gold.

The mountain ghost giggled: "This mountain ghost will just say it."

Bai Tu said seriously: "Do you remember what you just said?"

"What?"

The mountain ghost was still looking at the funny look of the shop boy who was hiding the gold. Seeing Bai Tu's face was not very good, he changed his mind and said, "I remember everything, anyway, it is a mountain ghost, mortals pray for blessings, serious illness Minor ailments are all under the care of the ghosts of this mountain, you old fox is so old, it is clear that you can't remember, and you are still slandering ghosts everywhere."

Bai Tu gave him a sideways look.

The mountain ghost was still watching the commotion in the mortal world with a smile on his face.

When the mountaineering ghost saw King Qin Yingzheng sitting on the throne and wearing the black robe of the stars, all his thoughts seemed to be stuck.

Mountain ghost: "."

Wait a minute, this young man looks like he's not easy to fool. He doesn't look very old, but he is indeed imposing.

What was the excuse that the old fox asked him to give to King Qin to kill himself just now?

Yingzheng raised his jaw: "Since you have revealed the list, you can't cure it, so it should be."

As soon as the words were finished, a few heavily armored soldiers walked in from the dark part of the hall, their sonorous footsteps with the murderous intent of a bloody battle, and in just a blink of an eye, it felt like they were on the battlefield of a fierce battle.

Bloodshed, death, and thunderstorms are shocking.

Several soldiers were also carrying a huge bronze tripod, in which lay more than a dozen white bones.

The special smell of scorched meat lingers on the tip of everyone's nose, and the eyelids of the mountain ghost twitch uncontrollably. There are more than a dozen famous doctors with postcards full of confidence, alchemists from ancient families, and strange magicians who draw talismans to exorcise evil spirits. The warriors, and the child prodigies raised by the clamor, etc. were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Among them, there were even a few people who couldn't stand upright, feces and urine, full of ugly behaviors.

Qin Wang Yingzheng rested his fingers on the throne, and twelve strings of jade rings covered his face, making him even more indifferent to all cruelty.

No one knows if he can cure the little master in the palace.

But if it is not cured, it will definitely die.

The king of Qin simply didn't stop him, and soon these mixed-up masters walked away with oil on their feet.

——Except for the mountain ghost.

Anyway, the mountain ghost is not afraid of death.

He was still squatting below, and smiled indulgently: "The King of Qin is a man of character, so he simply does not tell ghosts, King Qin, you should know that you were born unusually, and there are thousands of panacea in this world, and only your blood It is the most nourishing, as long as you feed half a cup of heart blood every month, within a year, the white bones can be raw."

*
"Heartblood, raw flesh?!"

"That's what the quack doctor really said? Taking people's heart and blood as medicine?"

"It is absolutely true that there is no cure for the poison of the little master in the palace. Even the imperial physicians in the court are helpless. The King of Qin has to rush to the doctor when he is sick, and finds some corners. There is a lot of noise here, as long as there is a little movement, it will be spread."

"I also heard that the King of Qin not only listened to the words of Xin Xin's blood as medicine, but also fed half a cup every three days."

"Crazy, I think it's crazy. A madman begets a madman, and a mad woman can give birth to a mad son. This King Qin is probably completely insane."

The family members of the Qin State gathered together, and the plum blossoms outside the window became a picture-perfect scene. They sat around the stove and roasted venison and talked about state affairs. In fact, what is called state affairs is not actually about King Qin. A series of trivial matters unfolded.

Mi Qi sat in the middle, with one hand on his knee, and the other holding a dagger to put the venison into his mouth.

"Mr. Changping, what do you think?"

Another person said, he pointed at his temple with his fingertips, "For a woman, to be able to do so well, I think this King Qin is either a coward who indulges in beauty, or this is not normal."

"Cooking people at every turn, do you think you can be a normal person?"

"Don't forget about the prisoner's mother. From my point of view, Lu Buwei's death is most likely the result of his murder. I just wanted to get Lu Buwei off the horse, but I didn't expect this kid to do it directly. He is simply ruthless. Vicious, really vicious."

"You can sing whatever the Xianyang restaurant says, and pay attention to the gossip. Lu Buwei's death, there is no need to pin it all on King Qin. Maybe he fell off the tall horse, and he was unwilling. Did he die in depression?"

"You're telling your fart jokes! Pooh, Lu Buwei, what kind of a grand man? How could he end up depressed? It was the King of Qin's tricks. Do you still remember what the Empress Dowager Huayang said, too stubborn and ambitious? Going too far, being rebellious and unruly, the King of Qin has a twisted heart."

"Although suffering can temper a person, it can also wear a person down. When the former king was hostage to HD, his humiliating career for more than ten years caused him to accumulate depression in his heart. He was bedridden after only one defeat. Now King Qin It's also in the hostage of HD, and I'm afraid it's the same temper. I think it's been polished for two generations of King Qin! It's embarrassing!"

Mi Qi said coldly: "You all shut up."

The rowdy clansmen fell silent immediately, the north wind was still blowing fiercely outside the window, and the twilight political turmoil had already swept across.

In fact, they really don't want Qin to be in trouble.

Mi Qi raised his rough brows slightly, patted the smoky smell on his body, and stood up: "Don't you want to know whether King Qin is crazy or not?"

Clansmen: "Yes"

"Don't you know if you try it?"

They were astonished: "This, how to try this?"

"Now the King of Qin cooks all the people in the world to see him, and the teahouses and wine shops are talking about the King Qin's cooking of meat, the evil of the prisoner's mother, and even Lai Ai's chaos in the country. If it wasn't for Lai Ai's bewitching the Queen Mother to kill her son, King Qin would be able to imprison his mother? If King Qin hadn't opened the official doors of Qin State, Zheng State would be able to tire Qin? It's because these outsiders have disturbed Qin State. There are still outsiders dormant in the whole country, take this opportunity, our old Qin clan will remove the inside and outside?"

Mi Qi gulped down the strong wine, "The current king of Qin is alone, think about it, don't we have to rely on our clansmen for everything? If he is not crazy, he will be obedient."

The clansmen understood immediately, and then hesitated: "Except for the internal setting, it is good to eradicate dissidents, but according to King Qin's temperament, what if he is not obedient?"

Mi Qi approached the window with his hands behind his back, and cut off Hanmei who had penetrated into the window, "I would rather trust outsiders than relatives. Such a Qin king, if he dares to kill Zhongfu today, he can kill us tomorrow."

He slammed open the window, and the wind rushed in, "Only those who are obedient are qualified to be the King of Qin, do you think so?"

*
"Young Master Fei, the letter has been sent out, do you think Mr. Changping can take advantage of it?"

Inside the Nuan Pavilion, Ji Dan smelled the back of Gu Xiao in front of him, and his words were already a little anxious, "He can really persuade King Qin to issue an order to eradicate adultery, and what you said finally caused the entire Qin court to suspect each other, dogs bite dogs , become blind, deaf, and lame?"

Han Fei was blowing the xun, sobbing, light and elegant.

With the north wind blowing outside the window, the super-high skills should have been full of tea, but Ji Dan was very impatient.

He couldn't help it, he couldn't help it.

In the past few years as a hostage in the Qin State, let alone the fact that the forces in the Yan State were strangled, it is said that he was surviving under the hands of the sun and wild species in the past, and was humiliated by a woman.

This anger.

He had had enough, had had enough.

He couldn't bear it, really couldn't bear it.

Right now, he wished he could rush to the Palace of the King of Qin and make the King of Qin into a pig, and see how happy he was crying and begging for mercy every day.

Ji Dan's face was gloomy and distorted: "Han Fei!"

Han Fei put down the xun, wiped it carefully with a cloth towel, and said as he wiped, "Mr. Changping is not an ordinary Qin clan. Behind him stands the Chu royal family, standing, rooted, and rooted in Qin's intertwined century-old foreign relatives." .”

"In addition to the fact that the Empress Dowager Huayang is still safe and sound in the harem, King Qin must be quite aware of this."

"King Qin has already survived in the chaotic and powerful power gap. After removing the mountain of Lu Buwei, there will still be a guillotine on his neck by his clan. In order to survive, he does not agree. , you have to agree."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Ji Dan's eyebrows danced on his face, and he couldn't wait to answer: "As long as the order of eradicating adultery is issued, the hearts of all the talents stationed in Qin State will be chilled by suspicion and rumors. Lu lures him, these copper walls of the state of Qin have yet to be disintegrated into a cup of loose sand, hahahaha."