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Cloud Prefecture was bustling with crowds, carriages and horses flowing incessantly. The trees lining the roads shed their withered yellow leaves, signaling the arrival of early winter. Yet, the chilling atmosphere failed to penetrate this prosperous metropolis.

A carriage rolled down the street. Inside, Chen Wenjun lifted the curtain, observing the city's clamor. The cries of vendors drifted in: "Fried fruit from old Bianliang! Fried fruit from old Bianliang! Famous fried fruit! Come and try it, hey—"

"Pork head! Authentic Southern-style pork head! Exquisite..."

"Chefs from the Southern Dynasty's Imperial Banquet, exclusive to our restaurant..."

The Jurchens, originally hunters, were simple folk with basic traditions and culture. After conquering the Liao and Wu Dynasties, they were initially wary of their artifacts. However, with Jingping's sweeping victories and the abundance of readily available Han slaves, they no longer avoided things from the Liao and Wu cultures. After all, they were rightfully conquering and then enjoying, so there was no need to be bothered by any hesitations.

Now, luxury goods and restaurants claiming heritage from the old Liao and Wu Dynasties were commonplace in Xijing.

Chen Wenjun's two sons sat across from her in the carriage. Hearing the noises outside, the younger son, Wanyan Youyi, chuckled and discussed the merits of the various shops. The elder son, Wanyan Dezhong, asked, "Mother, are you perhaps missing the South?"

"Before long, this Cloud Prefecture will likely become indistinguishable from Bianliang." Looking at the rows of densely packed houses gliding past, Chen Wenjun smiled slightly. "But this 'fried fruit from old Bianliang,' 'authentic Southern pork head'...it's all nonsense."

"Once this matter is resolved, if the realm is at peace, your son will accompany you to see the South. Perhaps Father will join us as well," Wanyan Dezhong said. "Then, if we see anything amiss in the South, Mother, your guidance will surely ensure that many things are handled properly."

Wanyan Dezhong's words carried a subtle implication. Chen Wenjun understood his meaning and nodded with a smile.

If the Jurchens were to gain the entire realm, with the Gu Shen family's influence, even carving out Bianliang or a larger part of the Central Plains would not be a major issue. Her mother was concerned about the suffering of the Han people. If she were to speak up in the South, many would benefit, and her mother's mind would be at peace. This was what Dezhong and Youyi wanted to do to ease their mother's worries. There wasn't anything significantly wrong with this idea.

The carriage passed through the city and stopped in front of the Zheng Guogong's residence. Zheng Guogong was the title of Shi Li'ai. The old man, leaning on a cane, greeted them with a smile at the main entrance, showing the utmost respect for the formal visit of the Gu Shen Madam and her children.

When the Jin conquered the Liao, Shi Li'ai entered the service of the Jin. He was a respected Confucian scholar who, though under Zong Wang, worked most closely with Xi Yin, who had a deep understanding of Han learning. Chen Wenjun, who was also Han and worked by Xi Yin’s side, while generally looked down upon by the Han from Liaodong, was reasonable and well-read. Several exchanges with Shi Li'ai earned her his respect.

Of course, Shi Li'ai was a high-ranking official, and Chen Wenjun was an inner-circle woman. The two should not have had much interaction in theory, but what was about to happen in Cloud Prefecture was ultimately a bit complicated.

After the army marched south, the first batch of Han prisoners sent from the South, about five hundred people, was due to arrive in Cloud Prefecture within a few days.

The suffering of slaves captured by the army from the South during the decade-long war was unspeakable, and there's no need to delve into it here. This time, the first batch of Han slaves to be escorted had its own symbolic significance. These five hundred people were all family members of officials or generals who had participated in the resistance during this Jurchen southward expansion.

To the Jurchens, they were the enemy's children, and making them suffer was a way to deter others.

But to the Han people, they were the descendants of heroes.

When the news arrived, Chen Wenjun, who had not been publicly active for many years, came forward. In her capacity as Gu Shen's wife, she hoped to rescue this group of five hundred prisoners. She couldn't have done this in the early years, but now her status and position had become stable, and her two sons, Dezhong and Youyi, had come of age and made it clear that they would inherit the throne and do great things. Her appearance at this time, whether successful or not, would at least not endanger her.

First, she spread the word through various channels in Cloud Prefecture. Then, she visited several government offices and agencies in the city, citing the current emperor's strict orders to treat the Han people well and treat the realm as one. She pleaded with the officials at all levels to show mercy, sometimes even shedding tears. The Gu Shen Madam adopting such a posture made the officials compliant, but they dared not budge. Before long, Dezhong and Youyi, seeing their mother's intense emotions, also joined the lobbying efforts.

Wanyan Dezhong invoked his father's usual teachings, explaining the way of benevolence to the Jurchen officials. Wanyan Youyi also believed that since Southern Wu had just been destroyed and resistance was weak, it was no longer most important to deter others. Instead, Jin should demonstrate its kindness and generosity to the people of the realm. This was the foundation for Jin's lasting rule.

After the three of them created sufficient public opinion and adopted the proper posture, they visited Zheng Guogong Shi Li'ai to plead with him. The two brothers perhaps just wanted to help their mother, but Chen Wenjun was relatively firm. All her lobbying was actually a preliminary greeting to Shi Li'ai, waiting for the old man to have enough time to think before making a formal visit.

Shi Li'ai showed considerable respect. After everyone was seated, following some pleasantries, the old man asked about the recent thoughts of the Wanyan Dezhong and Youyi brothers. Chen Wenjun then brought up the matter of the prisoners. Shi Li'ai leaned on his cane and pondered for a long time before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Regarding this matter, I have also been thinking for several days. What kind of outcome does Madam wish to achieve?"

"If possible, I naturally hope that the court can grant amnesty to these five hundred people. In recent years, a willingness to overlook past grievances has become the general trend. It is a foregone conclusion that the Great Jin will rule the world, and the Han people of the South are also subjects of His Majesty. Moreover, times are different now. When our army marched south, the Wu Dynasty was conquered upon receiving the news. Now, the South is mainly being pacified. If these five hundred people can be treated well, it could buy a thousand gold for bones."

As a Han from the South, Chen Wenjun had received some exclusion in the Jin's ladies circles in the early days. As the Jin's rule became established and her position in Xi Yin's household gradually stabilized, she mainly maintained a low profile when participating in gatherings. Even when she spoke, she only talked about romance and moonlight. Only a few people knew that she had the mind and ability of a woman who was not inferior to men. Her clear logic at this time was also quite persuasive. Shi Li'ai held his cane with both hands and listened.

"Of course, these reasons are just the general trend. I am unwilling to hide anything from you, Lord. The main reason for pleading for these five hundred people is not entirely for the sake of the realm. It is because I am, after all, from the South. The Wu Dynasty lasted for more than two hundred years, and its passing is like fleeting clouds and smoke. It is inevitable that I feel some pity. Xi Yin is a great hero. Having been married to him for so many years, I dared not say anything about these matters in the past, but now..."

Chen Wenjun took a deep breath. "Now...the Wu Dynasty has fallen after all. Those who are left can be killed or released. I can only ask you, Lord, to think of a way. Although the Han people in the South are incompetent and have ruined their ancestors' realm like this, those who are dead are already dead, and those who are alive must ultimately continue to live. If these five hundred people are granted amnesty, fewer people in the South will die, and the Han people who are still alive in the South will be able to live better in the future. I...will remember your kindness, Lord."

"Madam flatters me," Shi Li'ai said first, lowering his head. Then, he was silent for a moment. "Madam's mind is clear and wise, so I won't beat around the bush."

Chen Wenjun nodded, "Please speak frankly, Lord."

"I entered the service of the Great Jin and nominally followed His Highness Zong Wang, but speaking of the days I have been an official, I have been in Cloud Prefecture the longest. Lord Gu Shen is erudite and is the superior official who has taken the most care of me and whom I admire the most. With this connection, in theory, I should not hesitate at all today when Madam comes to my door, and I should handle this matter well for you. However...forgive me for speaking frankly, I have great concerns in my heart, and Madam has also been less than truthful in one matter."

Chen Wenjun looked at the old man without arguing, nodding lightly, and waiting for him to speak.

"Madam said just now that it is unnecessary to deter the Han people by killing the five hundred prisoners. That is correct. Today, although the Black Banner still occupies the southwest, the Han people of the Wu Dynasty have no power to turn the tide. However, those who determine the direction of this realm are not necessarily only the Han people. Today, the most worrying thing in this realm is within our Great Jin. In the Great Jin, after more than thirty years, the momentum of being a flourishing fire is now at its most critical moment. The officials in the middle and lower levels are ignorant, but Madam must understand."

While speaking, Shi Li'ai looked at the Dezhong and Youyi brothers next to him, in fact, he was also teaching and reminding them. Wanyan Dezhong nodded with distant eyes, while Wanyan Youyi frowned slightly. Even though he was giving reasons, the two brothers felt somewhat uncomfortable understanding the rejection in the other's words. After all, they had accompanied their mother on this request, and had been creating momentum for a long time. If Shi Li'ai refused, the Xi Yin family would lose some face.

If the Xi Yin family really lost this face, the Shi family would not have a good time next.

Shi Li'ai's gaze was gentle, and his slightly hoarse voice slowly said, "The first five hundred people being escorted over are not for the Han people to see, but for the people within our Great Jin to see." The old man said, "Since the army set out, some people within our Great Jin have been restless, and outsiders have been causing trouble. After my grandson...Yuanji passed away, people have been secretly setting up a game. Those who cannot see the situation clearly think that my Shi family has lost a person, and someone in Cloud Prefecture must be doing something. It is normal for short-sighted people to bet in advance, and someone instigating things is the reason for the escalation."

"Since Yuanji's death, countless conflicts have broken out, one after another, from Shangjing to Cloud Prefecture. In July, Zhong Shenghou Wanyan Xiuzhang was even involved in a private conflict and was taken advantage of by a strongman, and his entire family was killed, sixty-one people in total. The strongman who killed Zhong Shenghou died in the conflict, and the government failed to find any clues. But if no one had been interfering, given the strength of our Great Jin at this time, how many strongmen would be full enough to kill a prefectural marquis’s entire family. The method used in this matter is also similar to that of Yuanji's death...that good disciple of the Southern Demon..."

The old man's gaze was as calm as water. When he said this, he looked at Chen Wenjun in a seemingly ordinary manner, and Chen Wenjun also looked back at him frankly. The old man lowered his eyes.

"My Great Jin has internal and external troubles. I wouldn't say these words in front of others. 'Han Madam' has a bodhisattva heart. I admire the things you have done over the years. Even with Yuanji's death last year, I didn't let anyone disturb Madam..."

The old man's words had thorns. Wanyan Dezhong stood up and bowed. "Lord, this is not right."

Chen Wenjun waved her hand at her son, "Lord has the big picture in mind, which is admirable. Over the years, I have indeed secretly rescued many suffering people from the South, and Gu Shen also knows about this. To be honest, people from Southern Wu and Black Banner have tested me several times in private, but I am unwilling to have too much contact with them. One reason is that it is impossible to be human, and the other is that I have selfish intentions and want to protect them, at least not wanting these people to have problems because of me. I hope that Lord can see this clearly."

"It's only natural," Shi Li'ai said, his cane planted on the ground. After nodding slowly, he sighed slightly, "Compared to family and country, one person is too insignificant. Worldly affairs are like a surging river that sweeps past, and no one can resist it. Yuanji was my most beloved grandson, and I originally thought that he could inherit the Shi family's business, but suddenly he was gone. I am eighty-one years old, and recently I often feel that my fate is approaching. I'm afraid I won't be able to see this coming storm, but Madam will still have to see it, Dezhong, Youyi, you must also see it, and you must turn the tide. It is very difficult."

It was only then that the others realized that the sharpness in his words was also a reminder to Wanyan Dezhong and Wanyan Youyi. Chen Wenjun told the two to thank him, and they got up to pay their respects. Shi Li'ai paused.

"The five hundred prisoners are being escorted over hastily to show everyone that we have won a victory in the South, and that my Jurchen's enemies will all end up like this. It is also to let people see the ability of the West in case there are any future frictions. Because of this matter, Madam, you cannot let them go, Cloud Prefecture will have these prisoners parade the streets and show them to people. These are the family members of criminals, some of them will be beaten to death, and some may be sold off. These things must all be done."

At this point, Shi Li'ai took out a list from his arms, before he even unfolded it, Chen Wenjun spoke. "Lord, regarding the matter of the East and West, I once asked Gu Shen's opinion. Although everyone thinks that there will be a great chaos between the East and West, Gu Shen's opinion is different."

"Oh?"

"Gu Shen once said that the Grand Marshal is proud and only acts for the Jurchens and not for power or position. Even if the situation changes one day, the Grand Marshal will not participate in this struggle. The Grand Marshal wants to use this southern expedition to suppress these hidden dangers."

"...Then if His Highness Zong Fu and Zong Bi cause trouble, will the Grand Marshal sit back and wait for death?"

"If the Grand Marshal can win this battle, the two highnesses may not cause trouble."

"..." Shi Li'ai was silent for a moment, then placed the list on the coffee table and pushed it over. "Even if it is as Madam said, the West has a chance of winning, and the realm will have no great disaster. This parade of the five hundred prisoners is to increase the West's bargaining chips. For this matter, please forgive me for not being able to easily let go. But after the parade, except for some important people who cannot be let go, I have listed a list of two hundred people. Madam can take them over and arrange for them herself."

Giving four-tenths of the five hundred prisoners was the face of the Xi Yin's household. Chen Wenjun looked at the list, remained silent, and did not reach out. She wanted to save more people. The old man had already let go:

"...Not just these five hundred people. Once the war ends, there will still be hundreds of thousands of Han people escorted from the South. Compared to the lives of these five hundred people, who can say for sure? Madam may be from the South, but she is different from the petty, timid nature of the Han people in the South. I also admire you in my heart, but in the face of the general trend, even if Madam saves a thousand or ten thousand people, it is just a game. Everyone has suffering. Madam Wenjun, take care of yourself."

Chen Wenjun slowly reached out and took the list. "Just as Lord said, one person is too insignificant, worldly affairs are like rivers, and we small people, besides doing something to comfort ourselves, what else can we do? After all, I am from the South, and this cannot be changed. I married a Jurchen, and I am afraid that this will not change in this life...These willful requests make it difficult for you, Lord. I know that I should not, but I hope that you can forgive me."

She forced her way in with the power of the Xi Yin household, so the old man must have had a hard time. But Shi Li'ai was also a wise man. His words were slightly barbed, some things were pointed out, and some things were not. For example, Shi Li'ai did not know whether Chen Wenjun had any connection with Southern Wu and Black Banner. Even if his grandson died, he never pursued the past to Chen Wenjun. This was the mind and wisdom to plan for the big picture.

The list of two hundred people, the face of both sides, can be considered acceptable. Chen Wenjun accepted the list, feeling a little bitter in her heart. She knew that all her efforts might end there. Shi Li'ai smiled. "If Madam were not so smart, if you were truly willful and barged in, you might be able to have a better time in the future."

Chen Wenjun smiled bitterly and did not answer. "After this matter is over, if there is still room for the remaining three hundred people, I hope that Lord can take care of them."

Shi Li'ai nodded. "Definitely."

After these words were spoken, there was nothing more to discuss. Chen Wenjun asked about Shi Li'ai's health and exchanged a few more words. The old man got up, leaned on his cane, and slowly sent the three of them out. The old man was old after all. After saying so much, he could clearly see the tiredness on his body. Servants holding medicine came over to remind the old man to take his medicine, but the old man waved his hand and insisted on sending Chen Wenjun and her children away before doing so.

Although they each belonged to different sides in terms of identity and origin, to be fair, in this era of the Great Jin, whether they were Jurchens, Liao officials, or Han officials, they all had their own strong side. In the last years of the Liao Dynasty, Shi Li'ai was also a high-ranking official. Later, the Liao was destroyed and the Jin rose, and the world changed greatly. The Wu Dynasty tried its best to recruit Han officials from the north. Zhang Jue therefore defected, but Shi Li'ai's will was firm and he did not move. Although he was a Han, he had never looked down on the habits of the Han people in the South.

During the years he had relied on the Jin, Shi Li'ai had made plans for the court and had done a lot of great things. Although he was old, he was still standing firmly at the last post, and he could be regarded as a pillar of Cloud Prefecture.

Last year, Tang Minjie killed his son and secretly stirred up trouble and instigated dissension, but most of the implementation of the conspiracy was moved outside of Cloud Prefecture. It must be said that Shi Li'ai's skills gave the other party great pressure.

In July this year, several groups of people involved in the population business in the east of Cloud Prefecture had a big fight. Wanyan Xiuzhang, the Marquis of Zhong Sheng, who had been a general in the army in the past, and his family of sixty-one people were affected, and almost all men, women, old and young were massacred. Even if she had not asked about such things in person, Chen Wenjun could guess that only that madman Tang Minjie could do it.

If Shi Li'ai had not been stationed in Cloud Prefecture, maybe that madman would have stirred up trouble in the city and even demolished the Cloud Prefecture Grand Academy.

She thought about this and silently put away the list that Shi Li'ai had given her. One day later, she secretly met the liaison of the Black Banner in this place. Lu Mingfang was not in Cloud Prefecture this time, and when she saw Tang Minjie again as the person in charge, the other party was wearing tattered clothes, with his eyes drooping and his figure hunched over, looking like a Han coolie. It seemed that he had already left the vegetable shop, and he didn't know what he was planning recently.

Chen Wenjun hoped that the two sides could join forces to try to save the five hundred family members of heroes who had been escorted here. Since they were talking about serious matters, Tang Minjie did not show the slippery image he had before. After listening quietly to Chen Wenjun's proposal, he nodded. "Since Madam Chen is interested in such a matter, as long as there is a plan and hope for success, the Chinese Army will naturally do its best to assist."

"Chou Ye, don't you have any 'buts' that you haven't mentioned?" Chen Wenjun smiled and stabbed him. Over the past year or two, as Tang Minjie had done more and more things, the name "Clown" in the north was not just a mere bandit, but a monstrous disaster that made many people change color. Chen Wenjun's title of "Chou Ye" at this time can actually be regarded as a rule for people on the road to connect.

Tang Minjie's eyes were calm. "But since things will happen in Cloud Prefecture, Shi Li'ai must have made some preparations for this. Madam Chen must be aware of this. Speaking of saving people, the Chinese Army trusts you. If you already have a perfect plan, what help do you need? You speak, and we will do the work. If you don't have a perfect plan yet, then I have to ask the next question."

"These five hundred people passing through Guanbei to Cloud Prefecture affects all aspects. But the escorted army is no less than five thousand. How can there be a perfect plan? Chou Ye is good at planning and playing with people's hearts. I want to hear Chou Ye's thoughts."

"Then it depends on how determined Madam Chen is to do things."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, in Madam's heart, are you now treating these things as a pastime in your leisure time, a little adjustment to comfort yourself? Or are you still treating it as a battle between two countries, doing everything possible, and fighting to the death?"

At this meeting, Tang Minjie's expression was serious and deep, showing that he was serious and professional, which actually made Chen Wenjun's impression of him much better. But when he said this, she frowned slightly. Tang Minjie did not care. He sat on the bench, looking down at his fingers.

"Of course, I have no other thoughts about Madam's thoughts. No matter which expectation it is, Madam has already done everything you can. As a Han, you must be regarded as a hero. These thoughts are only related to the different ways of doing things."

Tang Minjie said, "If it is the former, Madam wants to save these five hundred people, but you are unwilling to excessively damage yourself, at least you don't want to put yourself in. Then we will also have a stopping point in doing things. Once things cannot be done, we will stop and try to retreat completely."

"...If it is the latter," Tang Minjie paused, "If Madam treats these things as a fight to the death, if Madam expects that your things are actually damaging the interests of the Jin Kingdom, we will tear it apart, defeat it, and the ultimate goal is to destroy the Jin Kingdom and let everything your husband built be reduced to ashes - our people will take more risks as much as possible, we will consider killing, kidnapping, threatening... even putting ourselves in. The stop-loss point that my teacher said will be lowered. Because if you have such expectations, we will definitely be willing to accompany you to the end."

Tang Minjie lowered his head. Chen Wenjun stared at him. The room was silent for a long time before Chen Wenjun finally spoke. "You deserve to be the disciple of the Devil's Heart."

"It's just for the mutual coordination of doing things. If things get big, some people rush forward and some people retreat, and in the end, a large group of people will die. It's just doing things, Madam, you take it too seriously."

"...You really think that you can destroy the entire Jin Kingdom?"

"We came here for this, didn't we?"

"...Can you do it?"

Tang Minjie looked up at her, smiled, and then lowered his head to look at his fingers. "Times are different now. The relationship between the Jin Kingdom and the Wu Dynasty, and the relationship with the Chinese Army, is already difficult to become as balanced as the Liao and Wu. We cannot have two hundred years of peace. So the final result must be either you die or I live. I have imagined the scene of the entire Chinese Army being defeated, I have imagined the scene of myself being caught, I have imagined it hundreds of thousands of times, but Madam Chen, have you ever thought about the consequences of your actions, Wanyan Xi Yin will die, and your two sons will also die. You have chosen a side to stand on, and this is the consequence of choosing a side. If you don't choose a side...we at least have to know where to stop."

Chen Wenjun's fists were clenched, her nails embedded in her palms, and her body was shaking slightly. She looked at Tang Minjie. "Is it interesting to say all these things? Does it make you seem very smart? Are you happy if I don't do anything?"

"...On the contrary, I admire your sacrifice." Tang Minjie looked at her. "It is not easy for you to get to this point. My teacher once said that most of the time, the world hopes that they can cover their heads and things might get better the next day, but in reality, it is impossible. If you avoid something today, one day it will make up for it, and it will definitely be calculated with interest. You are a remarkable heroine, think clearly earlier, know what you are doing, and in the future...things will be a little better."

His words hurt Chen Wenjun. She stood up from her seat and walked two steps in the room, and then said, "Do you really think there is any future? The war in the southwest is about to break out. You have seen Nianhan and Xi Yin from afar in Cloud Prefecture. I have spent my whole life with Xi Yin! We know what kind of people they are! I know how they defeated the Liao Kingdom! They are the outstanding figures of this world! Resilient, unyielding and looking down on the world! If Xi Yin was not my husband but my enemy, I would be so scared that I would tremble all over!"

Chen Wenjun's tone was suppressed, and she gritted her teeth. "Jiange has surrendered! The southwest has already started fighting! The commander is Nianhan, and half of the Jin Kingdom was won by him! He is not a mediocre talent like Zong Fu and Zong Bi. This time they are going south, the Wu Dynasty is just a bonus! The Black Banner in the southwest is the place they are determined to annihilate! At all costs! Do you really think there is any future? If the Han people lose their country in the future, you will have to thank my kindness!"

"If that is the case, the surviving Han people may only be able to rely on Madam's kindness. But Madam also does not know what kind of person my teacher is. Nianhan or Xi Yin, even if Aguda is resurrected, I also believe that my comrades in the southwest will win this battle."

Tang Minjie was not moved by Chen Wenjun's words and just said indifferently. "Madam Chen, if the Chinese Army is really defeated, it may be the best result for Madam. But if things deviate slightly, when the army returns south, it will be the beginning of the internal chaos of the East and West of the Jin Kingdom. We will do many things, and even if it does not succeed, one day the Chinese Army will attack. Madam is only forty years old, and you will live to see that day. If one day, Xi Yin dies, and your two sons will not be spared, can you accept that you are the one who made them get to this point?"

"If you have anticipated such a result, you want to cooperate, and we will give you our lives. If you do not want such a result and are just trying to comfort yourself, we will of course do our best to assist in saving people. If you take another step back...Madam Chen, with the face of the Gu Shen family, saving more than two hundred people is already remarkable. Han Madam is saving the suffering, and everyone will thank you."

Tang Minjie stopped speaking here, waiting quietly for these words to ferment in Chen Wenjun's heart. Chen Wenjun was silent for a long time, and suddenly remembered the conversation at Shi Li'ai's mansion the day before. The old man said, "Even if my grandson had an accident, I did not let anyone disturb Madam..."

These words were alluding to something. Chen Wenjun initially felt that it was Shi Li'ai's slight counterattack and edge against her forcing her way to his door. But at this time, she vaguely felt that the old lord also saw the precarious situation of the Jin Kingdom and saw that she would inevitably encounter a dilemma in the future by swinging left and right, so he spoke to wake her up.

Of course, Shi Li'ai's purpose in pointing out this matter was to hope that she would recognize her position as Gu Shen's madam and not create any big troubles. Tang Minjie's pointing out at this time might be to hope that her anti-Jin will be more firm, and that she can do more and more outrageous things, and ultimately even shake the foundation of the entire Jin Kingdom.

The actions of smart people are so similar, even if their positions are different.

"...You really think that you have a chance to win?"

"I don't know."

"..."

Chen Wenjun closed her eyes, unable to choose. The prosperous pulse of Cloud Prefecture was faintly coming from under her feet, from the wind. This was the accumulation of more than twenty years since the founding of the Great Jin, and it had become such a behemoth after countless people fought and slaughtered and became wealthy. Not many people could imagine its collapse yet.

"...I need to think about it."

"You should think about it."

Tang Minjie said.