The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

Two more days passed.

Fusu and Li Xin arrived outside the city of Xianyang with a group of guards.

Everyone pulled the reins, slowly stopped their horses, and stared at the magnificent city before them.

The tall walls of Xianyang City, with brightly colored flags flying on the city walls, rustled in the breeze.

Fusu and others watched quietly, with complex emotions surging in their hearts, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Just as Fusu was about to enter the city, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounded from afar.

Along with the sound of horse hooves, there were shouts: "Sir, you can't enter the city!"

Fusu looked up and saw a group of people galloping towards him in the distance with dust flying.

The leader was Meng Tian, ​​followed closely by Meng Yi and other personal guards.

Meng Tian dismounted, walked quickly to Fusu, saluted, and said urgently, "Sir, it is not appropriate to enter the city now."

Fusu also quickly dismounted, stepped forward and held Meng Tian's arms, his eyes full of joy at reunion, and said, "General, it's been almost three years since we last met in Xianyang!"

Meng Tian said softly, "Sir, I miss you very much, too. But the situation in the city is complicated right now. Please come with me to the farm outside the city. I will inform you of the situation and then make a decision."

Fusu nodded. He knew that Meng Tian was always steady. Since he said so, there must be a reason.

So everyone followed Meng Tian to the farm outside the city.

Fusu and Meng Tian walked side by side, and they had a pleasant conversation along the way.

After entering the farm, Meng Tian asked Fusu to sit down and then told him in detail about the situation in the city.

Meng Tian's face showed worry. He whispered, "My lord, the situation in the city has changed. His Majesty has passed away. This summons is a conspiracy by Zhao Gao and others to forge an imperial edict. If you enter the city now, you may encounter unexpected consequences."

When Fusu heard this, he was struck by lightning and his face turned pale in an instant.

He widened his eyes and muttered to himself in disbelief: "My father is dead? How is this possible..."

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, his eyes filled with grief and anger.

"How dare Zhao Gao forge an imperial edict to murder this young master!"

Li Xin, who was standing by, also had red eyes when he heard the news of the First Emperor's death.

Meng Tian clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, we must remain calm. Before His Majesty passed away, he personally handed me the blood edict that passed the throne to you. The twenty soldiers in the Northern Camp are loyal to His Majesty. We only need your command to return to Xianyang and expose the conspiracy of Zhao Gao and his men."

Fusu stood up, paced back and forth, and after a moment's thought, he shook his head. "General, this is inappropriate. If we launch an attack directly, it will only plunge the Qin Empire into civil strife and cause suffering to the people. I am the son of my father, how can I start a war for my own selfish desires?"

Meng Tian said anxiously, "My lord, you are kind, but if you do not resist, your life will be in danger, and the Qin Empire will fall into the hands of treacherous people!"

Li Xin stepped forward and said, "Sir, General Meng is absolutely right. Zhao Gao and his men are a disaster to the country and its people. If we allow them to control the court, the Qin Empire will be doomed."

Fusu stared into the distance, his eyes determined. "I will go to the palace tomorrow to meet with my brother Hu Hai and express my feelings. I will persuade him not to listen to Zhao Gao's words. As long as the Qin Dynasty can be stable and prosperous, I am willing to give up the fight for the throne."

After hearing this, Meng Tian couldn't help but sigh, his face full of helplessness.

Meng Yi, who was standing by, was shocked when he saw Fusu like this, and thought to himself that something was wrong.

He thought to himself, "This is by no means a simple struggle for the throne. If I choose to give up now and easily hand over military power to others, the consequences will be unimaginable. Isn't it like meat on a chopping board, allowing others to slaughter it? Think about what Mr. Zi Ren once said, 'Power is the key'. Look at the Southern Jiangsu Incident that happened in later generations. It's a living, bloody and painful lesson!"

Thinking of this, Meng Yi's heart was filled with anxiety. He hurried forward, trying to calm his agitated emotions, but his words still couldn't hide his urgency: "Sir, please think twice!"

Meng Yi then raised his voice slightly and continued, "As General Li Xin said, Zhao Gao and his ilk are treacherous and cunning, harboring ulterior motives. They are nothing short of treacherous and treacherous. If they were allowed to control the imperial court in the future, the Qin Dynasty would be plunged into chaos, discipline would be slackened, and the government would weaken. The country might even cease to exist! By then, the people of the world would be plunged into dire straits, suffering unspeakably!"

The Great Qin Empire has finally unified the world after countless hardships. If it were to fall apart again due to treacherous ministers in power, how would you face His Majesty? How could you possibly live up to the high hopes placed in you by the millions of Great Qin citizens?

As soon as he said this, Meng Yi realized that his tone seemed a bit extreme, so he paused for a moment, adjusted his breathing, and softened his tone a little: "Sir, the Qin Dynasty has been engaged in wars for years, and the people have long been exhausted by the heavy corvee labor.

At this moment, the situation in the world needs to be stabilized. If you choose to give in or compromise at this critical moment, Zhao Gao will certainly not give up easily. He will definitely take the opportunity to eliminate those forces in the army that support you.

"Think of my Meng family. Three generations of our family have been loyal to the Qin Empire, unwavering in their commitment. General Li Xin and other generals have also remained loyal to the Qin Empire. If Zhao Gao and his men were to rebel, I'm afraid we would all be in jeopardy! Your Majesty, the future of the Qin Empire depends on you. How could you abandon the greater good for a moment's sake?"

After hearing this, Fusu showed hesitation. He bit his lip, frowned, and his eyes revealed a hint of entanglement. He knew that what Meng Yi said was reasonable, but he still remembered the brotherhood in his heart.

At this time, Li Xin also clasped his fists and spoke, his voice low and firm: "Sir, your heart is kind and benevolent, and this is known to everyone. But Zhao Gao and his men are wolves, and they will never treat the Qin Dynasty with the same kindness you have shown."

Meng Yi continued, his tone serious and earnest: "I have something to say, young master. You care about brotherhood, but do you know whether Hu Hai has any connection with Zhao Gao, Feng Quji and others? Regarding the death of your majesty, perhaps young master Hu Hai is also involved in this matter." Meng Yi's eyes were fixed on Fusu.

When Fusu heard this, his body shook violently as if struck by lightning, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

Fusu widened his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Meng Yi, don't say such treasonous words anymore." His face turned pale and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Meng Yi, however, looked Fusu straight in the eye, his face serious. His voice was resounding and powerful: "Sir, I am only stating one possibility. The situation is critical now, and we cannot afford to be complacent. We must face reality and consider the people of the world."

Fusu paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. His steps seemed heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

After a long time, he slowly spoke, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Even so, how can I bear the reputation of fratricide?" He looked into the distance, as if looking for an answer.

Li Xin, upon seeing this, shouted, "Sir, if what Meng Yi said is true, your softness at this moment is irresponsible to the Qin Dynasty. We must act decisively and not let these traitors succeed."

Fusu paced slowly, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

After a long pause, he looked up at the crowd and said, "Fusu understands what you all say. However, if I force my way to the throne, civil unrest will inevitably ensue, which is something I do not want to see. However, I still hope that everything is not as dire as we imagine."

Meng Tian pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, we don't want to provoke civil unrest. We just need you to temporarily take over military power to stabilize your own situation. While demonstrating your loyalty to Hu Hai, you can also guard against the schemes of Zhao Gao and his men. Once the crimes of Zhao Gao and his men are uncovered and made public, your ascension to power will be legitimate and will not harm our brotherly ties."

When Fusu heard this, a light flashed in his eyes and he nodded, as if he agreed with the plan.

Meng Tian and Li Xin looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Tian said, "Don't worry, sir. As long as we make preparations early, we will be able to keep the Qin Dynasty safe."