The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

Chapter 231: Xianyang Conspiracy (1)

Suddenly, everyone on the farm became busy and packed their luggage.

That night, as soon as Meng Yi returned to his room, he saw his son Meng Hao sitting by the bed with red eyes as if he had just cried.

Meng Yi picked up his son distressedly and said softly, "What happened to Hao'er? Who bullied you?"

Meng Hao shook his head, his little hands tightly clutching Meng Yi's clothes, "Daddy, Hao'er doesn't want to leave here. Hao'er can't bear to leave Ah Hua, Fu Gui, and Ah Bao."

Meng Yi looked puzzled, and Lu Su smiled and explained, "Ahua is the big goose in the backyard, Fugui is the little yellow dog, and Abao is the little white cat."

Meng Yi felt a pang of pain in his heart. He gently stroked his son's back and comforted him, "Hao'er, since you can't bear to leave, let's take them all with us. Li Fan, Xiao Lu, and Meng Yun are all your friends, but it's very dangerous here. If we don't leave, the bad guys will hurt us."

Meng Hao listened to his father's words and nodded, not quite understanding. "Dad, why did that bad guy want to hurt us?"

Meng Yi was silent for a moment before saying, "Because Dad did something that offended some bad people. If they can't find Dad, they might attack everyone on the farm."

Meng Hao blinked his big eyes, "Did Dad do the right thing?"

Meng Yi said firmly, "Dad did the right thing, but it has brought danger to the farm, so we must leave."

At this time, Lu Su came in with a few small cotton-padded jackets, "These are thick, just right for Haoer to wear on the road."

Then, Meng Hao followed Xia Zhu out of the room obediently like a docile sheep.

The room was silent, with only Meng Yi and Lu Su left.

As the door slowly closed, an ambiguous atmosphere quietly spread and quickly filled the entire space.

An unquenchable fire of desire burned in Meng Yi's eyes. He stretched out his arms and pulled Lu Su into his embrace. His strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to rub Lu Su's entire body into his, so that the two of them would become one, forever inseparable.

Lu Su, who was suddenly hugged, trembled and a layer of shy blush appeared on her face, as beautiful as the peach blossoms blooming in spring.

She raised her head slightly, and her watery eyes met Meng Yi's fiery gaze.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the two people's eyes intertwined. There was nothing else in each other's eyes, only the other's figure was clearly visible.

Meng Yi's big hands gently stroked Lu Su's cloud-like hair. The soft touch from his fingertips made his heart intoxicated.

Lu Su gently closed her eyes, completely immersed in the sweetness of the moment. The corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, outlining a happy smile.

"My lady, you have become more beautiful again." Meng Yi's lips were close to Lu Su's ear, and the warm breath blew past, bringing a tingling sensation into Lu Su's ears.

Hearing Meng Yi's praise, Lu Su's body trembled slightly, and her heart felt like a deer was beating wildly. Her breathing became rapid, and her chest rose and fell.

"Husband, I...I want..." Lu Su opened her red lips slightly, wanting to say something but stopping herself. Her voice was gentle and melodious, like the sound of nature, which made people intoxicated.

However, before he could finish his words, Meng Yi could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed Lu Su's tender and tender lips fiercely.

Lu Su was stunned at first, but quickly responded. She couldn't help but put her arms around Meng Yi's neck, deepening the lingering kiss.

In an instant, the room was filled with sparks of passion, spring, and panting.

Their love is like a burning flame, getting hotter and stronger.

The next morning, the carriage was ready. Ah Hua was placed in a cage, and Fugui and Ah Bao were also placed in the carriage.

Meng Hao, holding the small items given to him by his friends, got into the carriage with his parents.

With a shout from the coachman, the carriage, escorted by several family guards, slowly drove away from the farm and headed towards Jiuyuan.

Let’s talk about Zhao Gao.

Under the full supervision of Zhao Gao and Feng Jie, the eastern tour convoy arrived outside the city of Xianyang in early November.

Zhao Gao and Feng Jie rode side by side, their faces filled with excitement.

While waving his whip, Zhao Gao said loudly: "Lord Feng, you are finally back. Congratulations on your upcoming promotion!" There was a hint of pride and anticipation in his voice.

Feng Jie also showed an expectant expression and responded, "Master Zhao is wrong. Let's have a pleasant cooperation! We should all rise together."

At this moment, the sunlight fell on them like golden sand, illuminating their armor and horses that shone with cold light, as if covering them with a layer of sacred glory.

Zhao Gao went on to say, "When Prince Hu Hai ascends the throne, our two families will have made invaluable contributions. Your Majesty will surely show us great favor." His tone was full of confidence, and his eyes flashed with a shrewd light.

Feng Jie nodded slightly and said softly, "All of this is thanks to Lord Zhao's planning."

Zhao Gao quickly waved his hand, a humble smile on his face. "Lord Feng, thank you for your compliment. We support each other and work together. Without the support and assistance of Lord Feng and Prime Minister Feng, I would not be able to accomplish anything."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and their smiles contained expectations and confidence for the future.

They seemed to have already seen their glorious future in the court, where countless glory and power would be waiting for them to seize.

In this brief silence, their eyes met, as if they saw each other's ambition and desire in each other's eyes.

Zhao Gao cleared his throat, and like a sharp sword, he pierced the ice of silence. "However, we must not slack off in the slightest. Although His Majesty, the imperial edict, the military seal, and the army are now in our hands, Prince Fusu is still alive! Until the dust settles, we must not be complacent."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jie's expression instantly turned serious. He asked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, "Does Lord Zhao have any ingenious plan?"

Zhao Gao narrowed his eyes, a cunning gleam in them, like the tongue of a venomous snake. "Why not forge a letter from His Majesty angrily denouncing Fusu and Li Xin, and then send it to southern Xinjiang with a false imperial decree? Fusu is renowned for his loyalty and filial piety, and he will undoubtedly believe this."

After hearing this, Feng Jie was shocked, but he had to admit that this plan was brilliant.

However, he still had some concerns: "General Li Xin commands a large army. If he disobeys my order..."

Zhao Gao scoffed coldly, "Don't worry, Lord Feng. Ren Qi, Zhao Tuo, and Fusu and Li Xin have long been at odds with each other within the Southern Xinjiang army. We can temporarily promise them substantial benefits. This will leave Li Xin helpless. If Prince Fusu were to commit suicide, Li Xin would be in utter disarray. Then, we can dispatch a massive force to attack the border, and our plan will be accomplished."

Feng Jie pondered for a long time, and finally nodded slowly: "Lord Zhao is far-sighted, so let's act according to this plan."

A sinister smile played across Zhao Gao's lips, like a victorious fox. "But this matter still requires careful discussion with Prime Minister Feng. We must ensure it is flawless. This time, Fusu must be left with no chance of escape. As long as Fusu is eliminated, the Qin Empire will be ours."

After saying this, the two men whipped their horses and galloped towards the city like arrows. The dust they raised behind them was like their wildly growing ambitions, spreading wantonly in the air.