Chapter 860: Washing the Lead (I)

Since he knew that the Heavenly Emperor was cheating, the plans that Chu He had made before had been put on hold.

Those who have the intention to cultivate also ignore it first.

But things still have to be done, and we can't stand still.

Therefore, the Chu River should be rearranged and then rearranged.

Xianyang Palace is deep and large.

The deeper you go, the more deserted you become, and gradually even the most humble court maids and eunuchs will not go.

On the contrary, there are often some palaces where the sound of ghosts and foxes crying.

Just look at the dilapidated attic, the palace, and the overgrown weeds to see that there should never be any living people in it.

Chu He couldn't help but shake his head again, even if the country was shaking and the national fortune was about to be extinguished, but in the dignified Qin Imperial Palace, ghosts and demons were born, which was really ridiculous.

There is no positive comment in the history books on whether Qin Shi Huang was lustful or not.

But there is no doubt that every majestic emperor must have desires that are far beyond ordinary people, lust... It's one of a kind.

Qin Shi Huang built the Afang Palace to house his beauties, and from this alone, it can be judged that he is by no means a pure man with few desires.

When there are more women, there are more natural heirs.

Although many people seem to think that Qin Shi Huang only has two sons, Fusu and Hu Hai.

But in fact, Gongzi Fusu is the eldest son, and Hu Hai is the eighteenth son.

That is, Qin Shi Huang had at least eighteen sons.

And there are more than a dozen of his daughters recorded.

In the history books, people with relatively humble backgrounds and no outstanding merits have always been skipped without mentioning the slightest urine. On the basis of these nearly thirty children, it may be possible to barely get close to the true value by expanding it by one or two times.

Chu He is now looking for a daughter of Qin Shi Huang, so that he can have some unexpected resonance with Xiang Yu.

Of course, this is not easy, after all, most of Qin Shi Huang's daughters are either dead or married.

The age is just right, and those who are still alive and stay in the palace should be very few.

Chu He just wanted to give it a try, and even if it didn't work, he could find another way.

Just when Chu He was about to turn around, he saw curling smoke in the depths of the deep palace.

Walk along the place where the fireworks are lit, and step on the tall weeds and fly.

But I saw that on the side of a palace that was originally gorgeous but decayed at this time, close to the root of the wall, another hut was built.

The hut looks a little shabby, and the support is not reasonable, so there are many meaningless fulcrums, which makes this hut very cluttered at a glance.

And at the door of the house, a woman in shabby clothes, although she could vaguely see the glory of the past, was very simple at this time, and was boiling a pot of vegetable porridge.

There is very little rice milk in the pot, most of them are wild vegetables, and the proportion of water is the highest.

The woman's face was dark, her hair was yellow, and her figure was not as weak as that of ordinary women, but she looked a little 'strong' from labor.

It's not ugly, but it's never a beauty.

But Chu He saw the thin trace of dragon qi wrapped around this woman's body.

She turned out to be the daughter of Qin Shi Huang.

It's not a good choice.

Chu He had some regrets.

Although Chu He doesn't know how to change the face of others and change his body and paint skin, but with his current cultivation, it is not difficult to do such a thing.

But Chu He didn't want to do that.

The so-called painting tiger skin is difficult to draw bones.

Ordinary people look at whether a woman is beautiful or not, or look at the face, or look at the figure, a little more slippery, a little more sophisticated, or even look at the feet.

But those who really understand will understand that the most valuable thing is that natural temperament.

It's something that can't be explained, but it's real.

It is the standard for distinguishing what is an ordinary beauty and what is a rare beauty under similar facial features.

And looking at Chu He now, this woman not only has an ordinary appearance, but also a very ordinary temperament.

"Hi... In that case, why should I disturb her life?" Chu He turned around and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, at the woman's feet, a little black dog that was originally lying on his stomach suddenly jumped up and barked at the Chu River.

Chu He was stunned for a moment, his concealment technique had reached the state of being superb, but this dog could find him, although there was also the reason why he was hiding at this time, it was also commendable.

This made Chu He vaguely remember that he once had a dog called Mantou.

It's a pity that the dog didn't choose him, so after the copy was released, he couldn't pull it out.

"Who's there?" the woman was tense, holding the wooden spoon used to boil porridge in her hand, and raised her eyes to look in the direction of the little black dog's barking.

It was this glance that made Chu He change his mind.

Chu He had seen many people, but he rarely saw such pure eyes as in front of him.

It seems that to some extent, the isolated life has allowed her to return to the essence of nature.

The ordinariness of her appearance and mediocrity of her temperament can't hide that she has a simple soul.

And for Chu He's plan, such simplicity is precisely precious.

Chu He trained a Yu Ji.

Now Yu Ji has embarked on a completely different path.

She knows how big the world is, knows many political schemes, and can even say that in some aspects, she is stronger than Xiang Yu.

At the same time, Chu He taught her many ways to subdue Xiang Yu, and under those thousands of tricks, almost no man could resist it.

Even Chu He himself did not have this self-confidence.

This was originally Chu He's guarantee for Xiang Yu's subordinates, and it was a trump card.

But now, Chu He is very suspicious that this trump card has 'rebelled', and there is no need for anyone to bewitch him, as long as the Emperor of Heaven guides him a little, Yu Ji may gradually get out of control, and even develop in a direction that Chu He is extremely unwilling to see.

At this time, if you want Xiang Yu to come out of Yu Ji's hands, you can't fight for beauty and means.

Because there are few beauties in the world, they can compare to Yu Ji.

Unless Chu He can dig out Xi Shi's bones and resurrect her.

So when Chu He saw this woman's eyes, he suddenly thought that sometimes, returning to the essence is the truth.

Back to basics, you may be able to achieve unexpected results.

Ninety percent of the time, when a man meets a woman he likes, he wants to sleep with her.

But there are still 10% of cases, but she wants to go home and drink a bowl of hot soup after a tiring day.

"Who is it?"

"Who's there?" the woman clutched the wooden spoon, quietly pulled out a bronze dagger, and repeatedly asked in the direction of the dog's barking, her voice was crisp and pleasant, but it seemed jerky, and she probably hadn't spoken to anyone for a while.

Just listening to this voice will make people think that she is a beautiful woman.

Chu He made a decision in his heart again, so he walked out from the depths of the grass, and before anyone arrived, his voice came first, and he said with a kind of gentleness: "I am a passerby, I am hungry, and I happened to smell the smell of rice, so I spontaneously looked for it." ”

This is full of flaws.

At least, what kind of person will pass by the Xianyang Palace?

Even the dilapidated and deserted cold courtyard of the deep palace is by no means a place where ordinary people can walk.

But the woman believed Chu He's words, and although she was a little distressed, she still said, "Since that's the case, then come over and drink a bowl of hot porridge!"

There is no politeness, let alone clichés, she said that she wanted to give, that is, she really made a decision, not just a lip.