It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 1

"Historical Records" says: When Si was released from prison, he and his son were together. Gu said to his son: "I want to go up to Cai Dongmen with Ruofu and lead the yellow dog to chase the cunning rabbit, how can I succeed?" Then the father and son cried to each other, And the Yi tribe.

It was an ordinary dusk.

1946, Lintao, Gansu
A car was wrapped in a black and green convertible cloth, disguised as a military vehicle, and slowly drove into the northwest.

Archaeologist Xu Kai has been searching for many years and finally has hope!If that ancient legend is confirmed, it will undoubtedly shake the entire archaeological world.

As the excavation work progressed to the follow-up stage, Xu Kai's Japanese colleague pressed a pistol against his temple.

"Professor Xu, I'm sorry."

Along with several gunshots, the blood of many people was splashed on the loess of the Qin Great Wall.

The moment Xu Kai fell, he used his body to protect He Tu.

The shooter leaned down, smiled solemnly, effortlessly grabbed the object in his hand, and snatched it from the dying man.

Xu Kai used his last strength to hold him, but blood filled his mouth, and he could only speak intermittently:
"...The River Map...is our cultural relic...you can't take it away..."

"Haha, do Chinese people deserve it?"

Uemura expressionlessly pulled the trigger again, adding another shot to the trembling colleague beside him.

A huge red flower exploded from his chest, passed through the bone of the cavity, and a huge hole appeared in his back.

The companion lost his life in an instant, and Xu Kai's sight was flooded by the gush of liquid.

Shangcun mentioned Xu Kai and continued viciously: "Professor, we want the national jade seal, the Hetu Luoshu, the same."

"Impossible! You will never..."

Before he finished speaking, a bullet penetrated Xu Kai's neck, and blood filled his throat.

Xu Kai couldn't say anything anymore. He could only watch in despair as the Japanese took the Hetu Luoshu and then moved further and further away from him.

The Japanese did not beat him to death as thoroughly as they killed his colleagues, just so that he could witness this.

In front of him was the ancient Great Wall, and it was dusk. How he wished the Great Wall could stretch out its hands, and how he wished someone could help him.

At the last moment when he lost his breath, Xu Kai thought of the legend. When the subtle red light disappeared, he forced himself to speak: I would rather sacrifice myself to the Great Wall to pray for hope, so that future generations can bring back what belongs to us.

Tears welled up in Xu Kai's eyes as he took one last look at the Great Wall.

Under the bloody setting sun, his body remained and slowly merged with the yellow sand.

2022, Qin Shihuang Mausoleum Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the soothing closing music slowly sounded, and the lobby broadcast played on a loop: "Dear travelers, please bring your belongings with you. We look forward to your next visit."

Xu Zhi hurriedly walked through the crowd and returned to the security checkpoint.

"The staff is about to shut down." Seeing her holding up her work sign in a panic, her colleagues didn't understand and joked: "She's not active after get off work and has a problem with her thinking. The director won't give her a salary increase either. There will be no light later. I can only bring a flashlight to see in the dark. Do you want me to leave a light for you?"

"Oh, Xiao Zhang is fine. I forgot something in the library. Tell Brother Chen and I can use it."

Xu Zhi responded quickly and apologetically picked up the door card of the literature room.

It was an old local newspaper.

The header of the black and white photo clearly reads:

Archaeologists suspect that they have discovered the remains of the Qin Great Wall in Gansu.

The six people in the photo are all wearing work clothes.Four people are in a squatting position, and two people are standing side by side.

The two people standing are wearing glasses.The scholar on the right has a stack of information rolled up in his lower pocket.

One person has a pen pinned to his chest, his arms are folded, and a fair companion on the left is holding his shoulders.

A gratified smile appeared on their faces.

Xu Zhi couldn't help trembling.

The one wearing gold-rimmed glasses is her grandfather Xu Kai!

"In the 35th year of the Republic of China, my grandfather was still in Gansu. He didn't go to the United States?"

She finally found clues in the vast archives of the Republic of China.

Xu Zhi read the newspaper over and over again. She couldn't suppress her excitement and her hands started to tremble.

"Dad, you know, I found my grandfather. You are right. My grandfather would not be the kind of person who would abandon his wife and children and go to the United States during a national crisis. He was in China. He went to inspect the ruins and disappeared..."

Why did my grandfather disappear for decades?
Why does my grandfather's name never appear in any archaeological journal?
The section of the Qin Great Wall ruins mentioned in that newspaper has not been investigated or mentioned in academic circles. That section of the wall has been forgotten by everyone.

A rather frightening thought suddenly stirred in her body.

If my grandfather encountered something unexpected at that time, the criminals destroyed the body and the traces along with the remains.

Xu Zhi shuddered and clutched the newspaper in her hand.

She saw the road ahead was dark.

Fortunately, there is a lamp hanging in the newly opened open-air department at the end of the corridor.

Xu Zhi felt that the road she walked today was particularly long. It was slightly bright, but it was a flat plain without any high-rise buildings.

"Did I walk into a newly developed ruins?"

As soon as she took a step, she looked down and was shocked. Her clothes had completely shrunk!He also became smaller, holding a handful of loess mud in his hands.

"Quju? Why am I wearing this?"

When she looked back, she noticed something strange.

Behind her are no longer documents and brochures, but a group of soldiers wearing cowhide and rattan armor from the Warring States Period.

"Princess, the king said it's time for you to return to the palace."

A man in the shape of a terracotta warrior behind him suddenly spoke.

?

"Alive, really alive?" Xu Zhi, who is extremely capable in business, suspected that he was daydreaming.

Who studies archeology who wouldn’t want to communicate face-to-face with their research subjects across time and space?
Xu Zhi has not yet woken up from the lingering feeling of finding traces of her grandfather.

Looking around, she saw the green mountains and fields, the high cars and the big horses, and her heart was beating fast.

Grandfather...didn't grandfather also travel through time?
With this question in mind, Xu Zhi got used to the fact that she had become smaller on the way to the carriage.

A 27-year-old modern soul lives in a little girl of about six years old.

When she got on the car, she saw the man in black robe and his ministers sitting in the middle.

The moment the man raised his eyes to look at her, it was a perspective that pierced her soul, and her body trembled involuntarily.

She dared not move.

Judging from his clothing, it may be from the pre-Qin period.

She wasn't sure which king he was, but judging from the water-patterned tiger flag, Yue Mo was Qin.

"He Hua, are you running away for fun again?" he asked casually, his voice comparable to the attractiveness of a meteorite.

The back of her neck felt cold and she hesitated to say a few words.

At this time, they all looked at her in unison. He and his ministers both had beautiful eyes.I only heard the ministers bowing humbly and politely: "Princess Hehua, Your Majesty, I will leave first."

"My guest, please go slowly." He stood up slightly and looked at the man who called himself Wei Chen.

The minister's thin figure made his official uniform unfitting.She stood there calmly and nodded blankly.

Li, Si?
She said the name silently in her mind.

Then he is?
Xu Zhi looked at him confused and at a loss.The answer is almost ready to come out.

Li Si calls me princess, so am I his daughter?
Ying Zheng's daughter?

Xu Zhi almost couldn't laugh or cry.

Now, she looked at him. They no longer had the barrier of time and space. She no longer understood his life through the display window of cultural relics, but they were face to face.

She could even touch him.

Real touch.

But she remembered too clearly that Qin Er slaughtered all her brothers and sisters. If she didn't leave early, her end would be terrible given her status.

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips in his hand, "What's wrong?"

He actually laughed.

"You don't blame me for letting you go back to the palace so early, do you?"

"You, you..."

Xu Zhi's voice and tone were beyond her comprehension.

Ying Zheng didn't understand.

She was familiar with everything that could be traced in the history books about Qin Shi Huangdi.

But she had never met him.

She had never heard his voice.

In the first month of the 48th year of King Zhao of Qin, Ying Zheng was born in Handan, the capital of Zhao, and named Zhao Zheng.

The 26th year of the Qin Dynasty, 221 BC.The state of Qi surrendered to Qin, and Qi was destroyed.

Qin Shihuang 37th year, 210 BC.Qin Shihuang and his second son Hu Hai traveled around the world and died of illness in the sand dunes.

Even if we meet for a moment, what does it matter?
She ran over, a few steps spanning thousands of years.

She ignored the height of her six-year-old child at this time. Ying Zheng was much taller than her even when sitting.

Ying Zheng hugged her naturally.

She responded hesitantly, knowing that she would be "criminal" if she treated him like a cultural relic by touching him like this.

Warmth came from the real body. Xu Zhi squeezed his sleeves tightly and remained silent, like future generations worshiping him devoutly.

In silence, she thought a lot, about him being unprecedented and about him being desolate.

Ying Zheng did not expect her move and touched the top of her head. Xu Zhi was easily picked up by him.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at his face carefully.

Xu Zhi felt that she could not accept this age gap. Why did she see the 29-year-old Ying Zheng with such an identity and such a soul.

Ying Zheng held her with one hand and was about to stand up. She quickly hugged his neck.

Ying Zheng turned his head and his loving eyes shocked Xu Zhi's heart.

When she saw her young hands, she calmed down, nervous and timid.

But unexpectedly, Yayan and the dialect of Qin came out of her mouth naturally.

She shouted twice: "Father."

Ying Zheng smiled.

What a pair of pupils that are, the love and perseverance can hardly hide the alienation.

At this moment, she felt as if she was returning to her ancestors and recognized her mission.

Ying Zheng thought she didn't want to go back, and said warmly: "I'm just too spoiled to you. You have to be obedient when you return to the palace."

"Okay." She answered quickly.

The six-year-old Princess Hehua did not tell her about her memories, nor did she have two consciousnesses.

She thought that whether she was there or not, she would work with her to bring him the gentle love she could when he was no longer close to the people of the Six Kingdoms, and when he was assassinated by the people of the world.

She smiled, flashing her eyes exactly like her father's.

When she returned to the palace, she understood a lot in an instant.

It turned out that her mother was the princess from Chu State. She had peerless beauty and a mesmerizing singing voice. She loved to sing "There is Fusu in the mountains," so she immediately understood that she had an older brother named Fusu.

The son Fu Su.

When Xu Zhi saw the look in her mother's eyes when she saw her, she understood from the bottom of her heart that she hated them.

A story that requires no guessing.

She was a prisoner sent by the Chu State to the Qin State.

My mother would stare at the moon in despair at night, with her sobbing face under the waterfall of blue hair.

Everyone said that Concubine Zheng had a sweetheart before she came to Qin, and she did not love Ying Zheng.

At the same time, Qin was planning how to destroy her mother country.

She wished she could kill Ying Zheng, but she gave birth to two children for him. How could she not hate two children born with such hatred.

As for Ying Zheng, he had been dependent on others since he was a child. His troubled childhood and miserable family relationships made him seem to not trust anyone anymore.

Being withdrawn and domineering makes their relationship like a man pulling a saw against a piece of wood.He wanted to get her and possess her, but he never took the initiative to look into her heart.

He Hua's brother is extremely outstanding and wise. He seems to want to bridge this relationship. Under the same high-pressure and loveless situation, Fusu took a path of redemption that was completely opposite to that of his father.

Xu Zhi saw this clearly with her indifferent reason, and couldn't help but mourn. She knew that she could not stop the decline of their fate at the end of their lives.

Her birth did not alleviate such conflicts, but instead deepened her mother's dislike of them.

Perhaps it was due to such torture that Ying Hehua escaped, and her soul escaped into her body.

Everything now is what it was then.

On the eve of the dynasty's glory, she made a despicable use of her expertise.

She made an unswerving choice and saw people with lofty ideals in ancient times make decisions one after another that were as correct as history.

A man as smooth as the wind.

A brilliant counselor.

Running in Xianyang Palace, the sun shone on her, and she decided to find someone. Calmness and rationality were very strange in the child.

After searching for many days, there is no news.

Where is Zhao Gao?
At this time, a voice sounded behind her.

"Princess, princess, I heard that you are looking for me?"

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