The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

The words are divided into two parts.

Let’s talk about Xianyang.

Hu Hai had already moved into a side hall of Changle Palace.

At this moment, Hu Hai was wearing gorgeous brocade clothes and standing with his hands behind his back. His narrow eyes were slightly narrowed as he stared at the exquisite carved beams and painted pillars in the palace, and the corners of his mouth could not hide the pride.

At this time, a scholar next to him was wearing a plain long gown and had a thin face.

He bowed slightly and whispered, "Your Highness, although you are acting as regent as the crown prince, to the north we have Meng Tian's 300,000-man army, and to the south we still don't know whether Fusu has committed suicide. You must not take it lightly!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Hai frowned slightly, his smug expression subsiding. He turned around, his gaze resting on the scholar, and asked slowly, "Sir, what do you think I should do?"

The scholar took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said in a low but firm voice, "Your Highness, if you hesitate to make a decision, you will suffer the consequences. Now that His Majesty is unconscious, things have come to this point. Why don't you take another step forward?"

Hu Hai was silent for a moment, a look of determination flashing in his eyes, and he said to himself: "The situation is serious now, and this is unavoidable. Father, please don't blame me."

The scholar walked up to Hu Hai and whispered, "Your Highness, the situation is tense right now, and we must proceed with caution. Ren Qi and Zhao Tuo in Southern Xinjiang command a large number of troops, so we must not offend them lightly. We can try to win over a few of them. We also need to send someone to investigate Fusu to determine whether he is alive or dead."

Hu Hai nodded and returned to his seat. After he sat down, his eyes showed wisdom and worry. He then said, "Sir, what you said is very true. However, the degree of this matter still needs to be carefully considered."

The scholar bowed and said, "Your Highness is wise. Furthermore, we must also pay attention to the movements of the ministers in the court. Zhao Gao, Feng Quji, and others all want to control Your Highness."

Hu Hai nodded slightly to show his agreement.

If Zhao Gao or Feng Quji were there at this time, they would definitely notice that Hu Hai was no longer as timid as before.

On a dark and windy night, two seriously wounded assassins were riding fast horses, galloping towards Xianyang desperately.

At this moment, the night enveloped the earth, and the lights in Xianyang City twinkled like stars.

The two assassins dragged their heavy and exhausted bodies and finally arrived at their destination - Xianyang City.

At this time, the atmosphere in Zhao Gao's mansion was extremely tense.

Zhao Cheng hurried into the hall with an anxious look on his face. He spoke urgently to Zhao Gao, who sat on the imperial chair, "Brother, the two men who were responsible for assassinating General Meng Tian have returned, but... Meng Tian is only seriously injured, not dead! What should we do now?"

Zhao Gao's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, but he quickly regained his composure. He glared at Zhao Cheng fiercely, his face sullen, and he berated him, "Why are you panicking? The sky hasn't fallen yet! You're now a rank-and-file officer in the Lieutenant's Office, so why are you still so impulsive? Can't you be more composed?"

After being scolded by Zhao Gao, Zhao Cheng immediately realized that he had lost his composure. He took a deep breath, tried to calm his panic, and then responded respectfully: "Yes, big brother, you are right! I know I was wrong."

Seeing Zhao Cheng calm down, Zhao Gao nodded with a little satisfaction and then asked, "Where are those two useless guys now?"

Zhao Cheng quickly replied, "Brother, they are in the dark room of the mansion. I have already given them medicine, which has temporarily stabilized their injuries."

Hearing this, Zhao Gao slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the dark room, with Zhao Cheng following behind.

When they arrived at the door of the dark room, Zhao Gao stopped and listened carefully to the movements inside for a while. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Entering the dark room, a strong smell of blood hit my nose.

There were two assassins lying on the ground, dying and covered in blood. Although their wounds had been treated simply, they were still shocking.

Zhao Gao approached and looked down at the two assassins. He snorted coldly and said, "What a bunch of losers! They can't even handle such a small matter."

The assassin knelt on the ground in terror, his body trembling uncontrollably. He pleaded in a tearful voice, "Sir, please spare my life! I have tried my best. General Meng Tian has so many guards around him. At first, I thought I could succeed, but who knew that at the critical moment, a group of reinforcements would suddenly appear."

Zhao Gao raised his eyelids slightly, staring at the assassin with a sharp gaze, and asked coldly, "Where exactly did the reinforcements come from? Tell me clearly!"

The assassin swallowed nervously, trying to recall the scene, and then answered carefully: "At that time, I only heard someone in the crowd shouting 'The young general is coming', and I didn't see the details clearly."

Zhao Gao remained silent after hearing this. He lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he slowly said, "Forget it. I'll spare you this time. We'll make plans after your injuries are healed."

After saying this, he waved his hand to signal the assassin to retreat.

The assassin crawled out of the room as if he had been granted amnesty. Zhao Gao stood up expressionlessly and walked out of the dim secret room.

After leaving the secret room, Zhao Gao turned to look at Zhao Cheng, who had been following him, and said in a low voice, "From what this assassin said, I believe Meng Yi has already arrived in Jiuyuan. If so, Meng Tian must have already grasped the current situation in the court. Tomorrow, I need to go and discuss a countermeasure with Prime Minister Feng."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Cheng nodded hurriedly and responded, "Brother, you are absolutely right. But... what should we do with those two assassins?" As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Gao with a questioning look.

Zhao Gao's face suddenly turned gloomy, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Cheng saw this and immediately understood what was going on. He quickly changed his tone and said, "Don't worry, big brother. I will handle this matter properly and will not leave any hidden dangers."

After getting Zhao Gao's tacit consent, Zhao Cheng immediately turned around and walked into the side room.

After a while, two shrill screams came from the side room - "Ah!" "Ah!"

Then there was a burst of begging for mercy: "Please spare my life..."

However, not long after, everything returned to silence and no sound could be heard anymore.

After Zhao Cheng came out, Zhao Gao took a deep breath and said slowly, "Send people to monitor all the entrances to Xianyang City. Once Meng Tian enters the city, immediately seal off all the gates."

Zhao Cheng looked puzzled and asked, "Brother, Meng Tian was assassinated. He must have known all the twists and turns of this matter. Why would he come to Xianyang?"

Zhao Gao smiled sinisterly and said softly, "You don't understand Meng Tian. He is loyal to His Majesty. The more loyal he is, the more likely he is to come."

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng nodded thoughtfully.

After a pause, Zhao Gao continued, "Alright, let's put the Meng Tian matter aside for now. The most important thing right now is Crown Prince Hu Hai. I'm feeling a little uneasy. It seems the Crown Prince has changed."

Zhao Cheng frowned slightly and asked worriedly, "Who do you suspect, brother?"

Zhao Gao's face was gloomy, his eyes flickering, as if he were lost in thought. After a moment, he slowly said, "No matter who it is, we must not allow the Crown Prince to escape our control. Not even Feng Quji. Tomorrow, tell Zhao Ben to secretly investigate."

Zhao Cheng agreed and turned to leave.

At the same time, on the other side of the palace, Hu Hai was sitting opposite the scholar, both of them with solemn expressions.

The scholar solemnly advised Hu Hai, "Your Highness, the situation at court is complex and full of dangers! You must proceed with caution and avoid conflict with Zhao Gao, Feng Quji, and others. After all, there are still people like Meng Tian who need them to deal with. Only with a large army under your command can you rule the country securely."

After hearing this, Hu Hai clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from excessive force. His eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Sir, you are absolutely right. Please rest assured! I will definitely get what I want!"

At this moment, the word "I" that Hu Hai inadvertently uttered exploded in the air like thunder.