The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

After hearing that Meng Xin had commanded all the family generals to strictly guard the front and back gates of the mansion, Lu Su's heart tightened. She immediately realized that something big must have happened, so she hurried to Meng Yi's study with Xuemei.

When Lu Su opened the door, she saw Meng Yi sitting in front of the desk, frowning and lost in deep thought.

"Husband, what exactly happened?" Lu Su asked with a worried look on her face and a slightly anxious voice.

Meng Yi looked up when he heard the voice, and a calm and composed light flashed in his eyes: "Don't worry, my wife, I will take care of everything!" He comforted his wife softly.

Lu Su walked to Meng Yi's side as she was told and sat down, and continued worriedly, "My husband, I just noticed that the mansion is on high alert everywhere, as if it is facing a powerful enemy." There was a hint of uneasiness in her words.

Meng Yi gently patted the back of Lu Su's hand and explained in a firm tone: "Don't worry, my lady. Someone is trying to capture Master and Brother, so I need to plan a response plan in advance." After that, he held Lu Su's hand tightly.

Lu Su nodded slightly, then she said righteously: "My husband, no matter what, we must not let those people set foot in our mansion to arrest people. This Meng Mansion was given by His Majesty himself, how can it be a place where ordinary people can barge in at will!"

At this moment, Lu Su exuded the heroic spirit of the mistress of the Meng family.

"I understand, my lady." Meng Yi looked at Lu Su, a hint of admiration in his eyes. "I have already sent people to gather information. In the meantime, we just need to make all the necessary preparations."

Lu Su nodded, her eyes firm as she said, "Well, I will do my best to assist my husband. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we must face them together."

Meng Yi shook Lu Su's hand moved, and the two smiled at each other.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and a guard came running in to report: "General, this is bad! A large number of soldiers are coming outside, saying they want to search the mansion!"

Meng Yi's heart sank. Sure enough, they had arrived. He comforted Lu Su, then quickly stood up and said to the guard, "Don't panic. I'll go check on the situation." He then called out, "Xuemei, escort the lady back to her room first and keep her safe."

Lu Su's face was filled with worry, her eyes fixed on Meng Yi, but she knew full well that she was of little use here at this moment. So she bit her lip, resolutely turned around, and left with Xuemei.

Meng Yi then walked towards the door with firm and powerful steps. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and every step he took exuded a calm and majestic aura.

When they arrived at the gate of the Meng Mansion, they saw it was already crowded with people. The leader was Meng Xin, and behind him stood fifty strong and sturdy guards, each holding an extremely sharp Qin sword. They all had resolute expressions, showing no fear at all.

Directly opposite them stood Feng Jie and Zhao Gao, along with generals Zhao Ping and Qian An, and two hundred fully armed patrol soldiers. Their imposing presence was like a surging torrent, creating a tremendous sense of oppression.

Meng Yi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile. He asked softly, "May I ask, Lieutenant Feng, Commander Zhao, what crime has our Meng Mansion committed that would warrant such a display?"

Feng Jie's face turned grim. He forced himself to calm down and replied, "Master Meng, according to the reports from our spies, the two fugitives from Juxian Hall are very likely hiding in your mansion. Therefore, I have specially led a team to apprehend them."

Upon hearing this, Meng Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold and he said in a low voice: "Oh? In that case, please tell me, Lieutenant Feng, who exactly is that so-called 'spy'? Could you allow me to meet him?" As he spoke, an invisible pressure emanated from him.

However, facing Meng Yi's questioning, Feng Jie chose to remain silent. Zhao Gao, observing this, quickly interjected, "Sir Meng, don't try to change the subject. Those who knowingly break the law and harbor criminals will be punished doubly severely!" His tone was stern and sharp, full of warning.

Meng Yi held his head high and chest puffed out, and said in a loud voice like a bell: "Mr. Zhao, you are so arrogant! You actually keep accusing my Meng Mansion of harboring a murderer. Can you convict me based on just a few words from you? This is simply ridiculous!" His eyes were wide open and his face was full of majesty.

Meng Yi snorted heavily, then continued righteously, "If I remember correctly, arresting thieves and murderers is the job of the Lieutenant's Office. It seems to have nothing to do with Order Zhao! I wonder what Order Zhao's intentions are in doing this today? Does he think he has immense power and can act recklessly? Humph, Order Zhao really takes himself too seriously and overreaches!"

Zhao Gao's face turned blue with rage, his lips trembling as he opened his mouth to retort, "You..." But before he could finish his words, he heard Meng Yi suddenly turn around and say to Meng Xin behind him, "Meng Xin, listen carefully! Our Meng Mansion is not a place where those unscrupulous people can come and go as they please! You must firmly guard this gate. If anyone dares to trespass without permission, you will beat them out without reporting them! I will bear all consequences!"

Meng Yi's words were like a huge bell, deafening, as if every word contained a tremendous force, which shocked people.

The entire scene instantly became silent. Everyone was shocked by the powerful aura, and for a moment no one dared to break the silence easily.

Seeing this, Feng Jie knew that entering the Meng residence and conducting a search today was probably hopeless. His brow furrowed, and he began to ponder. After careful consideration, Feng Jie finally made up his mind to lead his men away for the time being.

At this moment, Zhao Gao suddenly spoke up, "Lord Meng, Lord Feng and I have come here under His Majesty's command to thoroughly investigate the Juxiantang case. Any connection to this case is within our scope of investigation. Furthermore, Lord Feng currently holds the important position of Lieutenant, and apprehending bandits and criminals is his duty."

Zhao Gao paused for a moment, then added, "Not only your Meng Mansion, but even the residences of the other princes have the right to be explored!"

Hearing this, Feng Jie cursed Zhao Gao inwardly: "What a treacherous and cunning fellow! He actually said such words, practically setting me on fire! Now, not only will I completely break off with Meng Yi and the entire Meng family, but I might also be charged with trespassing on the residence of a noble or minister. Humph! What right of investigation? Without Your Majesty's personal order, what noble or minister's residence would allow others to barge in and arrest people at will? Now that things have come to this, I, Feng Jie, might as well be a coward and remain silent."

Thinking of this, Feng Jie simply closed his lips and said nothing, for fear of causing any more trouble.

As soon as Zhao Gao finished speaking, he turned his head and stared at Feng Jie with a sharp gaze, his eyes full of expectation, hoping that he would give an order and lead everyone to rush into the closed door of the Meng Mansion.

However, what Zhao Gao did not expect was that Feng Jie actually lowered his head, like a sculpture in deep thought, as if he was racking his brains thinking about something important.

The situation suddenly became deadlocked again.