The MC forgot the plot

- EIGHTY - SEVEN -

Both General Bilguun and General Wang knew the moment a note consisting of the word 'Jixing Mansion' appeared in their hands— the calm before the storm has finally reached the cusp of the storm.

Soon they entered the Jixing Mansion with their servants in tow, they were regular customers of this gambling den and were not looked at in curiosity by the common people.

"Did you hear the news today?" One of the gamblers started.

"I did, I see that there have been several suspected pro-wars that have been convicted" the other servant of a big manor whispered. "Maybe this neutral land would also be targeted"

The two conversings shudder in fear while uneasiness shows in the expressions of several gossipers like them. Those Han businessmen saw this land as a land of gold and opportunity; a land that was free of barriers and filled with skilled people. Mongols who have fled their home after the war regard this land as their new home; it hasn't been long since they decided to take root here after seeing the gradual changes and benefits that this land brought to them.

A barren land now in danger of being corrupted.

"General Bilguun, General Wang, his highness is waiting for you inside" Eunuch Wang leads the two generals inside a private office.

Fu Jun Feng saw the two of them and both greeted each other; for some time each held a grave expression and no one wanted to acknowledge the fact that they had been cornered.

"We will rebel"

Fu Jun Feng's words caught the attention of the two generals, their eyes wide enough to emphasize the shock brought by his words. It was so easy to speak that word but not put it into action.

"Young Master Fu, a rebellion is not child's play. Several princes in several dynasties were either deposed or killed— worse some have been convicted with false evidence. Such a plan can only make the two nation's common people see that we will place a tyrannical, war-lust emperor on the throne" General Wang stated, as a military person of a high rank and a person who has also watched some dynasties fall through rebellion.

"General Wang is right, there must be a reason for a rebellion. The common people of both lands have been led to the nose by the Han Emperor, we cannot take such a risk" General Bilguun's worries were not unfounded and thus led them to more concerns.

The three people in the room knew that a rebellion could only quench the disease but not uproot it. An Emperor who is bloodthirsty and has a fondness for war has always been the fear of both courtiers and common people.

"There will be a way, if not, we will make one"

...

Fu Jun Feng arrives at the chambers of the famous Nabi, which causes another bout of jealousy and crumpled handkerchiefs from the famed Nabi. CiXi has her waist straight from beginning to end, she knows that her mistress has been extremely favored and will be one step away from having a noble life.

"Miss! Young Master Feng brought some gifts for you! Oh, it hasn't been that long and he has already brought another one!" CiXi was extremely glad that her Mistress has several backing from a noble and rich person. They wouldn't be bullied anymore!

Meng Jia Yi calmly nodded toward the enthusiastic CiXi before allowing the boxes to follow through her storage room. CiXi can only suppress the emotion of hating the iron for not becoming a steel— such a mistress can only make a slave vomit in blood.

"This girl greets and thanks to Young Master Feng for his grace"

Fu Jun Feng held her hand and pulled her up from her former greeting before taking her to a seat with him.

"Prepare some snacks and drinks for the Young Master" she commanded to CiXi before sweeping a knowing gaze to the people around her. "Young Master Feng, let's play a game?"

Soon, all has retreated, and a chess game has been presented on the table; all of the pieces have started to move, one action unlocks the other and a single hit becomes a massive hurricane.

"I have received the money" tap, one more move. "You have done well"

Fu Jun Feng never once lifted his eyes to her, no more the affectionate scholar visiting a beauty; her red sleeves adding fragrance to his.

"It is all for the slave's family" another chess piece brought down.

"Well, it is only a matter of time before you meet your family"

Meng Jia Yi's fingers stop mid-frozen in air before she miscalculates and places her piece at a disadvantage. She watches as her piece gets killed in one shot and uncomfortably asks for clarification.

"Rebellion?" Meng Jia Yi frowns visibly for a second before maintaining her usual look. "Your highness, can this servant speak out her ideas?"

Fu Jun Feng gave a positive reaction, he was curious about what this woman would say after all she had been doing indescribable things— one that he had not seen before.

"Many common people believe in gods and seek the blessing of the heavens for a fruitful year. Even the ministers and the Emperor have been devoted to religion. Faith can make anyone, regardless of their status, act"

Meng Jia Yi stopped, the eyes of the man before her glimmering as if the haze had finally vanished; she knew that the man had been enlightened and there was not much to say about it.

"Ha!" He laughed, his eyes closed before they opened with a tear of happiness and mockery mixed in between. Those pair of cold eyes penetrated her as her soul shook, the man clearly appreciated her wisdom and ingenuity in times of despair.

Fu Jun Feng narrowed the distance between the two, his eyes fixated heavily on the woman in front of him before her chin was taken in his hands.

Such a beauty yet her brain is too flexible, too tossing yet he loves this kind of tossing.

"I am greatly pleased with your plan and your family shall be reunited soon with you"

Notes:

• Red sleeves adding fragrance – Chinese idiom (hóng xiù tiān xiāng) which means that in ancient times, scholars were accompanied by young and beautiful women.
• Hating the iron for not becoming a steel, blaming others people for not living up with the expectations