The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

Jiuyuan City.

One sunny day, four-year-old Meng Hao took five-year-old Meng Xuan, nine-year-old Xiao Lu, three-year-old Meng Yun, seven-year-old Li Jie and six-year-old Meng Xue to play in the courtyard.

Meng Hao became the king of the children. He waved a small wooden stick in his hand and directed the other children.

"Hey, Brother Xuan, go guard over there!"

"Brother Li Jie, surround them from this side!"

Just then, a colorful butterfly flew into the courtyard.

The children's attention was instantly drawn to it. Meng Xue's eyes lit up and she shouted excitedly, "Let's go catch butterflies!"

The other children responded one after another, and they ran after the butterflies buzzing like a swarm of bees.

Xiao Lu, relying on his age, ran the fastest. As he ran, he glanced back at the other children, a smug smile on his face. Just as he was about to catch a butterfly, he tripped over a rock and fell to the ground.

"Ouch!" Xiao Lu fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Everyone rushed over, and Meng Hao asked anxiously, "Brother Xiao Lu, are you okay?"

Xiao Lu patted the dirt off his body and said while enduring the pain, "I'm fine, go chase the butterflies." Although he still had a smile on his face, a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

But the butterfly was frightened and flew farther and farther away. Several children chased it out of the mansion and onto the street.

As soon as they reached the street, they saw a carriage coming at full speed. The driver shouted, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" The sound was like thunder, exploding in the children's ears.

Meng Hao was the first to come to his senses. He hurriedly pulled Meng Xue aside and shouted, "Everyone, get to the side of the road!"

At this critical moment, the other children also hid on the side of the road.

Meng Xuan said with lingering fear: "That was a close call! I was almost hit by a carriage."

Meng Xue pointed at the ragged people not far away and asked in surprise, "Look, why are they wearing tattered clothes? They are so dirty."

Everyone looked in the direction Meng Xue pointed, surprise on their faces. Meng Xue, Meng Xuan, and Meng Yun had lived in the mansion since childhood and had never seen such poor people. Their eyes were filled with pity.

Xiao Lu and Li Jie followed their fathers Xiao He and Li Ziwei in traveling back and forth, and met many fleeing people.

After hearing this, Xiao Lu frowned and explained, "My father told me that there are wars going on in places near Guanzhong, and these are refugees who have fled from there."

Meng Xue looked pitiful and said softly, "There are children there!" After that, she couldn't help but walk forward, took out some cakes from her pocket, and carefully handed them to a refugee who looked like a little girl.

The little girl took the cake timidly, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.

She kept a little bit and gave more to her younger brother who was behind her.

When the other children saw this scene, they were infected and took out what they could give, such as candies, small toys, etc., and shared them with the little girl.

Li Jie looked at all this and couldn't help but sigh. He said, "When I was in the countryside, my friends in the village all used to cook millet with leaves as their meal."

After hearing this, several children lowered their heads with thoughtful expressions on their faces.

Meng Hao suddenly raised his head and said with a determined look, "When I grow up, I want to be a high-ranking official and ensure that everyone in the world has food to eat, clothes to wear, and a place to live. I will never let them suffer from war again."

When the other children heard this, their eyes also sparkled.

Meng Xuan patted Meng Hao on the shoulder and said encouragingly, "Brother Hao, I will also work hard to realize this wish with you in the future."

Inside the General's Mansion.

The spacious hall was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Meng Yi and Meng Tian sat opposite each other, their expressions looking very solemn.

"Brother Yi, I'm afraid your sworn brother's actions will stir up many troubles." Meng Tian frowned.

Meng Yi quickly explained, "Brother, Xiang Yu and his men are descendants of the Chu nobility. Their rebel army is quite influential in Chu. Moreover, my sworn brother Xiang Yu is a hero with the strength to move mountains and unparalleled courage. He can charge into battle on horseback and command with ease when dismounted. He is truly an unparalleled general!" His words were full of praise and admiration for Xiang Yu.

Meng Yi paused, then continued, "If our army marches south to restore the Qin Empire, we will undoubtedly have to fight against all the rebel forces. If we can recruit Xiang Liang and his nephew and have them serve the Qin Empire, we can avoid a bloody battle and gain additional strength."

Meng Tian couldn't help but nod in agreement and began to think about this possibility in his heart.

However, he added, "But the Marquis of Longxi and his son had a close relationship with Prince Fusu and were deeply trusted by him. Now that the Marquis of Longxi is dead, I'm afraid the prince will not easily accept the amnesty?" There was a hint of worry in his tone.

Meng Yi calmed himself down and said, "Brother, you may not know that when they were in Xianyang, Xiang Liang and his nephew worked in the Juxian Hall under the name of Prince Fusu. They had a certain friendship with you."

Meng Tian nodded slightly and gently reminded, "But if Li Ze wants to avenge his father, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to stop him. This is the most important point."

Meng Yi frowned and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he said, "Brother, I will first meet with Prince Fusu and explain the pros and cons of the situation in detail. Then I will send someone to appease Li Ze and make sure he puts the overall interests of the Qin Dynasty first."

Meng Tian slowly shook his head and said, "It would be best if Prince Fusu himself came forward to appease Li Ze. After all, he holds a very important position in Li Ze's heart. Otherwise, it might backfire."

Meng Yi thought to himself, "Brother is really thoughtful. If I come forward, I will be suspected of covering up for him, but if Fusu comes forward to appease him, it is a sure thing."

So he nodded quickly.

Meng Tian nodded, a flicker of determination in his eyes. "I will immediately send a message to all the generals in the army, urging them to strictly adhere to their posts. No one is allowed to move troops out of the camp without my orders."

Afterwards, Meng Tian quickly made arrangements and sent military orders to various camps.

Meng Yi came to Prince Fusu's house, explained the whole process in detail, and distinguished the pros and cons of the matter.

After listening to Meng Yi's story, Fusu put his hands behind his back and paced around the room in deep thought.

After a long moment, Fusu slowly raised his eyes to look at Meng Yi, his voice low and deep: "Ahem, this matter is of great importance, and I must carefully consider it. Ahem, but the idea of ​​recruiting them is indeed worth a try. As for Li Ze, I will go and persuade him myself."

Meng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, "As expected, Fusu, chosen by the First Emperor as his successor, was no simple man. It seems that Fusu's suicide in history was entirely the result of the son not knowing his father, and the father not knowing his son."

So Meng Yi bowed slightly, took his leave, and began to prepare for the relevant matters.

Fusu went to Li Ze's residence with a small entourage.

Along the way, Fusu thought about the death of Longxi Hou, who had accompanied him in guarding the border for many years. Now he had to persuade his son to be patient and not seek revenge. His heart was extremely heavy.

When he arrived at Li Ze's residence, Li Ze hurriedly saluted.

Fusu looked at Li Ze with a hint of sympathy and concern in his eyes.

He slowly walked up to Li Ze and said softly, "Ahem, Li Ze, I came here today to talk to you."

Li Ze raised his head slightly, his eyes full of contradiction and struggle.

Fusu took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Li Ze, I know you hate me, but the situation in the Qin Dynasty is turbulent now. If we cannot unite, we will surely fall into an irretrievable situation. Your father also fought for the future of the Qin Dynasty. His sacrifice was not in vain."

Li Ze's lips trembled slightly, and there was a fierce struggle in his heart.

On the one hand, there was the revenge for his father's murder, and on the other hand, there was Fusu's kindness and righteousness. He was caught in a dilemma.

In the end, Li Ze saw that Fusu was pale and coughed from time to time. It was obvious that he was in poor health.

Li Ze gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashing in his eyes: "Sir, for the sake of Great Qin, for your sake, I am willing to temporarily put aside my hatred."

Fusu nodded, patted Li Ze's shoulder gently, and said, "I believe in you."

After saying that, Fusu turned and left.

At this moment, Li Ze's eyes were filled with tears, and he thought to himself, "Father, I will definitely avenge you!"