The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

That night, as night fell, the lights came on.

On the other side, the Meng Mansion was brightly lit.

After Meng Tian sent Fusu back to the palace, he rushed back to his mansion without stopping.

As soon as he stepped into the mansion, he saw Meng Yi coming towards him with a smile on his face.

"Brother, you're back just in time! Come and try today's meal, it's absolutely delicious!" Meng Yi said enthusiastically.

Meng Tian walked into the restaurant and was attracted by the delicious food on the table at first sight.

The spicy chicken is bright red in color and fragrant;

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are red and yellow, making people salivate;

The braised lamb chops were cooked to perfection, tender and juicy;

The oil-splashed noodles are even more fragrant...

Meng Tian looked at the table full of delicious food and said in surprise, "Is Gao Yao coming?" There was a hint of doubt in his voice.

Meng Yi did not answer directly, but smiled and said: "Brother, don't worry about who made it, just try it and see how it tastes."

Meng Tian nodded, picked up his chopsticks, and took a bite. Then he said slowly, "This tastes a bit like Gao Yao's, but it still feels a little off."

Meng Yi nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile.

He said softly, "Brother, you are wise. This is Gao Yao's apprentice. He just came from Jiuyuan these two days."

Meng Yi paused for a moment, then continued, "Firstly, I don't think we can always rely on Gao Yao to cook. He's finally started a family, so he should have time to do things he wants to do. Secondly, everyone in the mansion is already accustomed to Gao Yao's cooking, and if someone else suddenly cooks, they might not be able to adapt. So, I thought I'd train a few apprentices, so that Gao Yao can have some relief."

Meng Tian listened to Meng Yi's words and nodded thoughtfully.

Although he was somewhat puzzled as to why Meng Yi treated Gao Yao so well, after all, Meng Yi not only arranged accommodation for Gao Yao but also helped him arrange a marriage, but he also understood that Meng Yi always had his own considerations and reasons for doing things.

Meng Tian thought that as an elder brother, he should naturally fully support Meng Yi's decision.

Then, Meng Yi suddenly smiled and suggested, "Brother, what do you think about us bringing my sister-in-law and Susu over to reunite with us?"

When Meng Tian heard this proposal, he was moved, but he did not answer immediately.

He was silent for a while, as if thinking about something.

After a long while, Meng Tian finally made up his mind and slowly said, "Brother Yi, actually today... today the young master coughed up blood. I'm afraid..."

When Meng Yi heard this, he was stunned. His expression became very serious. He hurriedly asked, "Brother, what is going on? Why is the young master suddenly coughing up blood?"

Meng Tian slowly shook his head wearily, as if all the strength had been drained from him. He explained helplessly, "Southern Xinjiang is filled with miasma and the air is extremely polluted. It's unbearable for a normal person, let alone the young master, whose constitution is already quite weak. This poses a huge hidden danger."

Meng Tian paused briefly before continuing, "Later, the young master traveled to the north, toiling away all the way, unable to get adequate rest. Furthermore, the Qin Empire was on the verge of collapse, and the young master was exhausted, so his condition naturally worsened."

After hearing Meng Tian's words, Meng Yi's expression instantly grew serious. He responded, "Brother, if something unfortunate happens to the young master, the newly stabilized empire will likely be plunged into turmoil again, and the previously stable court will undoubtedly suffer a huge impact."

Meng Tian sighed helplessly and said softly, "I'm worried about this, too! The situation in Xianyang City is unclear right now, and there's a high possibility of something unexpected happening. For safety reasons, I can only ask my younger brother and sister-in-law to stay in Jiuyuan for now, just in case something unexpected happens."

Meng Yi quickly nodded in agreement, knowing that Meng Tian's concerns were not unreasonable.

Meng Tian frowned and continued in a serious tone, "Brother Yi, this matter is of vital importance and must not be leaked. Otherwise, it will inevitably cause panic and unrest in the court. The most urgent task is to find the best doctor to treat the young master as soon as possible. I hope there will be a turn for the better."

Meng Yi nodded solemnly and replied, "Don't worry, brother. I will make arrangements right away. No matter what, I will find a skilled doctor to treat you."

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at the same time,

In the side hall of the Xianyang Palace, the candlelight swayed gently in the breeze, as if it would be blown out at any time.

Fusu sat at the table, overwhelmed by the mountain of memorials in front of him.

He frowned slightly and read through each memorial attentively, most of which were about the resettlement of refugees and reconstruction in various places.

Suddenly, a violent cough interrupted his thoughts.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

He quickly covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and the sound of his cough echoed in the silent palace, sounding particularly harsh.

After the cough subsided a little, Fusu slowly put down his handkerchief, only to see another bright red bloodstain on it.

Fusu stared at the bloodstain, feeling helpless and sad.

He sighed softly and murmured to himself, "Is it too late? Alas!" His voice revealed endless sadness and despair.

However, Fusu did not dwell on his sorrow for too long. He quickly adjusted his mood and looked up at the sky outside the window.

In the night sky, the stars are twinkling and the moon is hanging high in the sky, creating a peaceful and harmonious scene.

Fusu thought: "One year, just give me another year!"

At this time, Fusu's heart was filled with worries and expectations about the future of Qin.

In order for the Qin Dynasty to recover quickly from the war and for the people to live a stable life again, there is still a lot to be done.

Just when Fusu was full of worries, footsteps were heard outside the palace.

Li Ze, who was in charge of the palace guards, walked in and said with concern, "Your Highness, you are still reviewing memorials so late. You should take care of yourself."

Fusu looked up at him, forced a smile and said, "That's all right. The Great Qin is in a state of disrepair and needs to be rebuilt. As the crown prince, I should set an example."

Li Ze's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said, "Your Highness cares deeply about the world, which is a blessing for the Great Qin. However, your health is more important. I have heard that there is a miraculous doctor in Zhongnan Mountain who may be able to cure your illness."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Fusu's eyes: "Really? If we can find this miracle doctor, that would be perfect."

Li Ze nodded quickly: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will arrange it right away."

After saying this, he hurriedly retreated.

Fusu looked at Li Ze's departing back, feeling a little bit of anticipation and a little bit of uneasiness in his heart.

But there is no other way at the moment. He can only hope that the unknown miracle doctor can buy him more time to fulfill his ambition of reviving the Qin Dynasty.

Chunyu Yue and others were still discussing enthusiastically in the mansion how to make suggestions to the court tomorrow. They were unaware that an undercurrent surrounding Fusu's illness and the situation in the court was quietly surging.

Whether the Meng brothers can find a good doctor for Fusu, and what changes Chunyu Yue's advice tomorrow will bring to the court, everything is still unknown.