The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

Chapter 228 Eastern Tour - Palace Change (4)

Everyone's faces became even more serious. They knew Zhao Gao's methods and were aware that they were in his hands.

At this moment, the civil and military officials in the hall were in a dilemma, not knowing how to choose.

One of the Imperial Censors was the first to give in to the pressure, and Jian quickly stepped forward to salute and said, "This humble official is willing to follow Master Zhao and will follow your lead."

Zhao Gao nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good, very good. Lord Han is indeed a man who knows how to deal with current affairs."

With one person taking the lead, the others, although angry, gradually expressed their willingness to obey the order.

Only Dian Ke Ling Liu Yi stood where he was, his eyes firm and unmoved.

Seeing this, Zhao Gao's eyes flashed with a sinister look. "Lord Liu, it seems you are determined to oppose me to the end?"

Liu Yi snorted coldly, "Zhao Gao, don't think you can cover up everything with these leverages. I, Liu Yi, am upright and honest, so how could I be threatened by you?"

Zhao Gao laughed heartily. "You are a man of integrity. Aren't you afraid that I will put your entire family to death right now?"

Liu Yi clenched his fists. "If I yield to you now, I would be truly sorry for the people of Daqin and for the trust placed in me by His Majesty."

At this moment, the previously silent Imperial Censor Zhang Chao seemed to be encouraged and spoke up, "Zhao Gao, your actions are no different from those of a traitor. We are the ones receiving the emperor's salary, how could we be so easily coerced by you?"

Zhao Gao was furious, his face became extremely gloomy, his eyes flashed with anger, and he directly ordered the punishment of the two men.

"Come here, drag him out and chop him up. No, chop him up right here in this hall!" His voice, filled with uncontrollable anger, echoed in the hall.

Zhao Cheng carried out Zhao Gao's order without hesitation. He raised his knife and slashed it. With two "clicks", two heads rolled down in an instant, and blood splattered everywhere.

The scarlet blood fell like raindrops on the ministers present, and their faces and clothes were covered with blood.

The ministers were terrified by the sudden bloody scene. They turned pale, their bodies trembled, and some even collapsed to the ground.

"Please spare my life, Lord Zhao!"

"Master Zhao, we are all innocent!"

"Please, spare us!"

Cries for mercy were heard one after another, and the ministers kowtowed to Zhao Gao and begged for mercy, hoping to save their lives.

Zhao Gao looked at these ministers begging for mercy coldly, his heart filled with disdain. He knew that these people were cowards and would obey him if he exerted a little pressure.

"Hmph, you worthless bastards, what right do you have to beg for mercy?" Zhao Gao's voice was cold and ruthless. "Today's matter is for the future of the Great Qin. If you don't want to die, then obey His Majesty's command!"

The ministers all kept their lips tightly shut, as if they were under a spell, not daring to even breathe. The entire court was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

In this suffocating atmosphere, the corners of Zhao Gao's mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

At this point, his carefully planned conspiracy finally took its first successful step.

However, when Zhao Gao's gaze slowly swept over everyone present, he suddenly discovered that an important person was missing - Meng Yi.

Zhao Gao's brows were instantly furrowed, and his originally smug expression disappeared, replaced by a look of deep worry.

"Why hasn't Meng Yi come yet? I must not let him escape from my control!" Zhao Gao muttered to himself in a low voice, his tone full of anxiety and anger.

Then, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Someone come! Send someone to capture Meng Yi for me immediately!!"

Since Meng Yi had a certain prestige and influence in the army, Zhao Gao, after careful consideration, decided that Tu You would personally lead a team of elite soldiers to carry out the capture mission.

And on Meng Yi's side.

After watching Li Si enter the palace gate, he and Meng Xin quickly hid in a house opposite the palace.

The two hid in the dark, their eyes fixed on the palace gate.

Suddenly, there was the sound of light footsteps. Meng Yi's heart tightened. He lowered his body alertly, exchanged a glance with Meng Xin, and signaled him to keep quiet.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Meng Yi's heartbeat was getting faster. When those people came closer, Meng Yi looked carefully and found that they were Yang Fan and Han Cheng, who were lieutenants in the Imperial Guard before the reform.

The two approached the house cautiously. After confirming that there was nothing unusual around them, they lowered their voices and called softly, "General, I'm Yang Fan. Han Cheng and I have something important to report."

Meng Yi waved his hand slightly, motioning them to go into the house.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few faint rays of sunlight filtering through the window onto the ground. Yang Fan and Han Cheng nervously walked into the room and stood before Meng Yi.

The two men were wearing tattered clothes, their faces were covered in dust and blood, as if they had experienced a life-and-death struggle.

"Why are you here?" Meng Yi asked in a low voice.

Han Cheng had a sad face and said in a trembling voice: "General, Zhang Lei and He Fei were killed by Zhao Ping. Many of the old lieutenant's brothers were eliminated by them." His eyes were full of grief and anger.

"General, last night at midnight, Feng Yu said that after being ordered to take over the guard of the imperial palace, Zhao Ben and Zhao Ping went on a killing spree in the army."

Yang Fan panted heavily, trying to calm himself. "Zhang Lei and He Fei were straightforward and immediately resisted, but they were killed on the spot. We took the opportunity to hide in the attic. We saw you at the palace gate this morning, so we came to report."

Han Cheng took a deep breath, calmed himself, and said, "General, the guards of the palace have fallen into their hands. I'm afraid even His Majesty is under their control now."

Hearing this, Meng Yi's brows were instantly twisted together, and his eyes were flashing with burning anger.

Meng Xin, who was standing aside, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He suddenly raised his right hand and slammed the extremely solid table in front of him.

There was a loud "bang" and the teacups on the table jumped up and splashed tea everywhere.

Meng Xin's eyes widened in anger as he roared, "How dare Zhao Ben and Zhao Ping act so recklessly! They are simply lawless!"

Meng Yi suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Don't panic yet. It seems that Zhao Gao has taken control of the palace. Your Majesty should be under house arrest. However, we still need to be prepared."

Han Cheng asked anxiously, "General, the situation is urgent now. How should we respond?"

Everyone's eyes were all on Meng Yi.

Meng Yi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Now the Tiger Tally, military authority, and the accompanying civil and military officials are all in their hands. Our best plan now is to withdraw from Shaqiu and return to Xianyang to make further plans."

Meng Xin, Yang Fan, and Han Cheng responded in unison: "Yes, General!"

Meng Yi looked at the palace and secretly made up his mind to seek justice for his dead brothers.