Time Travel and Love

Chapter 502 Family, Country and World

"Then he only needs to split his 50,000 private soldiers into two and move them to other places to cause chaos. Eleven will have to send more troops. If he doesn't, he can expand at will. At worst, the half left to deal with one of the three battalions will be given to us to eat.

If we send out troops, the military strength in the capital will be weak, and some generals have already been replaced by the counselors under the Twelve. The Third King, the Fifth King, the Sixteenth King, and that idiot Jiang Wei will definitely take this opportunity to cause trouble.

The current Emperor Bei Ming is nothing but a puppet, and all power in the court falls into the hands of the Regent Chu Ci. Bei Ming and Dayu can be said to be sworn enemies. With Dayu facing internal and external troubles, if Chu Ci does not get involved, it would be a waste of his title of Regent.

Once Bei Ming sends troops, Nan Zhao will also take action. The only people in the court who can lead the army alone are Ling Xiao and Shen Sixu. Even if they are both sent out, what will be the result if there is no reinforcement once a war breaks out? My father and brothers are all clear about it.

For Twelve, a single mistake can affect the entire situation. Therefore, even if many chess pieces die in vain because of Twelve, I have to do it."

"Qingmeng, do you know where Twelve's private soldiers are?" Mo Liuyuan's voice was dull and he looked at Chu Qingmeng with an ugly expression.

Chu Qingmeng shook his head, "I can't find it. This is Twelve's most critical step, and he has taken strict precautions."

After a long moment, Mo Chenfeng laughed. "My son doesn't attend court or go out, yet he can clearly see the general trend of the world. After all, he is old and only cares about blood ties. He never thought that someone might resent these things."

"The inner mansions of the imperial palace have always been a battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder, and the inner court of the imperial palace is even more so. Surviving naturally requires different methods." Chu Qingmeng lowered his eyes. "Eleven and Twelve are able to stand until now, all thanks to the former's ruthlessness and the latter's resentment. I don't know what exactly they have been through, but..."

Chu Qing covered her mouth. Eleven's abnormality was definitely not just because of them, mother and daughter. Even if he was reincarnated with his memories, he was living well. It was just that no one knew what he had experienced. His concern for them, mother and daughter, became the hope that supported him to live.

Mo Chenfeng sighed as he looked at Chu Qingmeng with his eyes lowered and his brows furrowed. "If there's anything I need you to do, just ask. All I want is to protect the Mo family's empire. I don't care how many people die."

Chu Qingmeng laughed. How could she have forgotten that for them, family, country, and the empire were the most important? "Alright. But, Father overestimated me. After Twelve realized Fifteen was dead, I stopped interfering in these matters. After all, his game was too big. I'm not a man after all, and I'm not as good as Eleven in political schemes. Now he's rescheduling himself, and I'm only responsible for helping him delay the Emperor of Dongyue."

"Qing Meng, you just said that some generals in the capital have been replaced by twelve counselors? Do you know who they are?" Mo Liujue was still very good at grasping the key points.

Chu Qingmeng hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "I can't tell you. Fourth Brother and Sixth Brother, don't bother to check. Just keep everything as normal. Eleven knows for himself."

There was silence in the room. Emperors have always been suspicious. They used their superiors but did not trust them completely.

After a long while, Chu Qingmeng finally spoke, "Father, in the future, there may be more cases of people using someone else's power to replace someone else, but as the saying goes, to resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the country. These things must be done, and these people must be sacrificed. So, father, you still have to be mentally prepared."

Mo Chenfeng nodded. As long as it involved the Mo family's kingdom, he could accept anything. However, he raised his head, his eyes unclear, "It seems that the superiors don't trust Prince Rong's Mansion."

Chu Qingmeng looked up at him, a faint smile on his lips, "Father, what does it matter whether you believe it or not? As a loyal minister, what do I have to fear?"

Mo Chenfeng smiled instantly, "Well, if it's needed, the higher-ups will always tell you."

"Probably, soon." Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow. Although she had not participated in the new situation between Eleven and Ling Xian, she could still roughly guess, "Eleven is short of manpower, and the neutral royalists are his first choice."

Then he changed the subject and said with a smile, "After the New Year, my brothers will be very busy. It's better to take advantage of these few days to rest and have a good rest. The level of busyness this time is probably comparable to the fight for the throne."

Mo Liufang smiled at her and curled his lips as well, "After all these years, why are you still like a child, changing your appearance every moment?"

"Isn't this all because of the Third Princess's good care? She doesn't have to take care of the housework, and there are no concubines or maids in the backyard. All she has to do all day is two things: where to go and what to eat. If it wasn't a matter of life and death, she probably wouldn't bother to care." Mo Liuyuan's tone was full of joking.

But Mo Liufang still heard the hidden meaning in his words, and his smile faded a little, "Of course, my sister married into the family to enjoy life, do you think she has to worry about everything for the third brother?"

Mo Liujin didn't say a word from beginning to end, just smiled lightly. In his eyes, Mo Liufang was not even his opponent. He waved to Chu Qingmeng and warmed her hands when she came over. "Go back to your room and rest for a while. We have a long night tonight."

Mo Chenfeng frowned slightly and gave Mo Liufang and Mo Liuyuan a warning look before saying, "Son, go and get some rest. Your mother will send someone to call you in the evening."

Mo Liuchen also changed the subject, "Brother, it's almost time, right? We should gather in the front hall."