Yi Xin as a concubine

Chapter 115 2-Year Agreement

The three of them were silent for a moment, and they all felt a sense of powerlessness. Is it really necessary to fight for this country?

Lives are being lost and the land is full of starving people. The entire country is like a rag doll that is being torn apart and could fall apart at any time. How can it still undergo a major reshuffle of power change?

In recent years, countless people with lofty ideals have risen up under the banner of saving the country and the people, but in the end they have only been jumping around in established circles, drawing one big pie after another, cheating the people of their only money and food, aggravating their suffering, and causing the people's hearts to become increasingly fragmented. It is so difficult to unite these people again.

The atmosphere in the dark room became increasingly solemn. At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from a distance.

"Wangchuan and the others are back." Chu Xingchen spoke to break the suffocating and desperate silence.

As soon as the words came out, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. After all, they were just young people in their teens or twenties. No matter how calm and sophisticated they were, they still yearned for something better. Those dark and corrupt things would make them feel depressed and unable to relieve themselves.

Wangchuan's group of more than a dozen people soon appeared in front of the three men. Some of them were in a really miserable state, with their lower bodies wet, dirty and smelling very bad. The rest were also covered in dust.

"Thank you for your hard work. Go downstairs and clean up first. There are steamed buns in the pot in the kitchen. Wangchuan, take them to them." Xin Baoer stood up and instructed with a smile.

"Thank you, Mrs. Xin." Wangchuan immediately smiled and responded quickly.

"Get out of here now, are you trying to suffocate your Madam Xin to death?" Chu Xingchen couldn't bear to see his subordinates looking so stupid, so he laughed and scolded them as he drove them away.

Wangchuan really rolled away quickly, jumping and skipping.

"Pack up and come back to report." Mo Xuan Yifan quickly added. He was still very curious about where this tunnel led to.

Wangchuan also responded from afar, and then his figure disappeared.

"Starving ghosts, why did my sister-in-law remember to leave food for them?"

"I haven't seen him all day, and thinking about what happened today, I made some. If I can't use it tonight, I can eat it tomorrow morning, so it won't be wasted." Xin Baoer replied indifferently.

"It's different with a mistress. Even those guys are enjoying the good life." Mo Xuan Yifan glanced at his cousin and said in a mean way.

Chu Xingchen saw Xin Baoer pouring tea and there was nothing unusual on her face. He was somewhat disappointed and could only glare helplessly at his cousin who was causing trouble.

Mo Xuan Yifan curled his lips and closed them unwillingly.

"It's time to prepare the hot pot. When business picks up, there will be a huge demand for beef and mutton, and a variety of vegetables are also needed~"

"Wait, wait, where can we get vegetables in the middle of winter? Sister-in-law, you are making things difficult for me!" Mo Xuan Yifan yelled.

"Can't you use your brain? Everyone in the palace knows that they can use hot springs to make greenhouses to grow vegetables and melons for daily use in the palace. I've already taught you the principle of the kang, but don't you know how to improve it to make a bigger greenhouse? Am I right, Baoer?" Chu Xingchen somewhat meant to belittle his cousin and praise himself for praise.

"Second Master is amazing. He can draw inferences from one example. It seems we have secured the money pockets of those nobles in Shengjing." Xin Baoer praised readily.

"Money is a stepping stone to open the door and a Land Rover, but how to knock on the door and how to open the road still need a plan. After all, time waits for no one. If you want to do something for the people of the world, don't wait until they are all hurt or dead. If we then all our plans and calculations are in vain, it will become a joke." Xin Baoer pushed the poured tea to the two of them and said sadly.

"We have made a lot of preparations in the past few years. It is impossible to seize the throne directly in the imperial city. The Ning thief is very ruthless. In just a few years, he has reshuffled the court. The scholars are declining, and the warriors are rampant. After picking and choosing, there is no one who can be of great use."

Mo Xuan Yifan became a little angry when he talked about this. In just a dozen years, the whole country had changed beyond recognition. His cousin, the legitimate master, was almost forgotten by the world. Looking around the huge temple, it was full of treacherous officials who were greedy and greedy.

"The crown prince has been deposed. All we have to do next is to keep stirring up trouble and get those princes and grandchildren of the emperor to move. The struggles in the royal family have always been bloody. Within two years, it will be a life-and-death situation." Chu Xingchen could not hide his coldness when he said this.

"None of those princes and grandchildren are innocent. It is not a pity for them to die, but the old emperor cannot die yet, at least not for the next four or five years."

Xin Baoer spoke in a flat tone, without the resentment of Mo Xuan Yifan, nor the coldness of Chu Xingchen, and her mentality was even peaceful. After all, she was not the original Xin Baoer. This world was like a half-written book to her. Except for the warmth of the Xin family and the bloody storm at the palace banquet, everything else was unreal. That's why she could write such a plan targeting several countries in such a bold way, and she might have been in the mood to review a book and solve a problem.

"Why can't he just die? I wish I could just kill him with a knife and put an end to it all."

Chu Xingchen poured him another cup of tea and said, "What's the point of saying those angry words?"

His cousin has always been the person he respected and admired the most. As soon as Chu Xingchen opened his mouth, he immediately lost his temper and became silent.

"Killing a person is not a difficult thing. At most, it is a life for another's. The difficult part is what happens after death. If killing this person can bring peace to the world, then that's a good thing. On the contrary, if the death of a person who deserves to die makes the world even more complicated, then what's wrong with keeping him for a few more days?"

Xin Baoer's voice suddenly turned cold. The two startled men looked over at the same time, but she continued speaking as if she didn't see anything.

"We are going to do something earth-shaking. It cannot be accomplished with kindness alone, nor can it be accomplished with just killing. It may be possible to succeed if we are cautious and careful as you did before, but that will take too long. We can afford to wait, but can those old officials hiding in the background afford to wait? Can those people who are naked and fleeing everywhere afford to wait? Or, to be more realistic, now that the old emperor knows that the second master has power outside, how long can he keep us?"

Xin Baoer asked three questions in a row, which silenced Chu Xingchen and Mo Xuan Yifan. They naturally thought of these things, but they had been used to being cautious over the years. They took every step firmly, thinking five or ten steps ahead, and did not dare to make the slightest mistake.

Saving Xin Baoer was probably the only exception, and it disrupted subsequent plans. They had to expose a small part of their forces to divert Ning Ze's attention and buy them time to replan.

"Isn't that because I saved you?"

Maybe it was because Xin Baoer's voice was too sharp, with a hint of questioning in it, which made Mo Xuan Yifan, Chu Xingchen's number one fan, very unhappy. However, due to the power of his cousin, he could only mutter in a low voice.

But the dark room was so quiet that one could even hear breathing, let alone such mumbling.

"Mr. Yifan is right, so I have the responsibility to make up for this consequence. For now, all I can think of is to help you make money, make a lot of money, make money from dignitaries, and even make money from other countries."

"Just use your paper plan?"

Mo Xuan Yifan's tone was unconsciously provocative. He was a genuine young master from a wealthy family. He had done a lot of "big things" overtly and secretly over the years. Except for his cousin, no one could make him bow his head willingly. He had been courteous to Xin Baoer before, mostly because he loved her and loved her all over.

"Yifan, be careful with your words." Seeing that the boy was about to do something stupid, Chu Xingchen quickly warned him.

"Bao'er, don't take him seriously. This kid is capable, but he just doesn't like to use his brain most of the time." Chu Xingchen looked at Xin Bao'er and said apologetically.

"He's right. I was indeed just talking about war on paper. After reading the intelligence, I inevitably had some ideas. I then rehearsed them over and over in my mind and finally wrote them down on paper. This is also a habit I kept from reading books frequently in the past."

"But it is undeniable that the plan still has many merits. One day I will let you see its value. But there is no point in talking about it now. How to solve the current dilemma is what we need to think about most now."

Xin Baoer lowered her head, the dim candlelight could not illuminate her eyes and eyebrows, there was a kind of puzzling illusion, as if the person in front of her was just an image composed of light and shadow, which could not be seen clearly or grasped. Chu Xingchen felt panic for no reason and reached out to grab the slightly cold arm.

"Two years. Let's make a two-year agreement. After two years, no matter whether the time is ripe or not, we will leave here." Chu Xingchen held Xin Baoer's hand with a little force and promised solemnly.