Time Travel and Love

"Huh?" Chu Qingmeng was surprised. He wasn't surprised that Shuang Cheng hadn't found out, but rather that Eleven had already closed the net. "Eleven didn't clean it up?"

"Today's news is that the Third King, the Fifth King, and the Seventeenth King are reflecting on their mistakes behind closed doors. Although the plan was set up, the way these people instigated the students was covert and did not cause any major fluctuations. In addition, the Eleventh King closed the net in a hurry and failed to find the real pain point, so they could only let them go lightly." Shuang Cheng explained Chu Qingmeng's doubts.

Chu Qingmeng frowned. This was not a good thing! But then he breathed a sigh of relief. It was okay. Eleven knew what to do. He drank a sip of tea and looked at Wen Zhong. He found that he had really been with Jun Chuan. "What's the matter? Wen Zhong."

"Someone has planted a spy in the clan, and it's Eleven's man. I ask for your advice, sir. What should we do?" Wen Zhong wanted to get rid of him directly, but his master's strange attitude towards Eleven made him pay attention and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Chu Qingmeng paused while drinking tea, his lips resting on the edge of the tea bowl. He then chuckled and put the tea bowl down. "Just do what you have to do. Don't worry about my opinion. Even if Eleven doesn't take action for my sake, his descendants will eventually take action. The Qi family just needs to protect themselves."

Wen Zhong smiled inexplicably, "Yes, sir, I understand."

"Wen Zhong, I still want to remind you that the Hu family is ultimately too powerful, and I'm afraid that successive emperors would be suspicious. Therefore, cutting off the tail of the tiger from the eaves and breaking it up into smaller pieces might be a good idea." Chu Qingmeng knocked on the table twice and offered sincere advice. "Of course, this is just my opinion. As the clan leader, you have to make your own judgment based on the actual situation."

"Oh, by the way, they may come this time under the pretext of protecting the weapons and iron ore. You remember to be careful." Chu Qingmeng sold Eleven out immediately.

Wen Zhong nodded, and then suddenly laughed, "Eleven probably never thought that it was you who sold him out."

Chu Qingmeng chuckled. Her feelings towards Eleven were complicated. Ultimately, she was afraid of human nature. After all, for Eleven, they hadn't been together for over forty years, and people change. Even though she knew his love for Chu Xiyue and her, she couldn't believe it easily. Could a scheming emperor be so sentimental? After all, Mo Liujin held military power. Even if he repeatedly expressed his loyalty, what good would it do? Emperors were always suspicious, and the Hu family was her last trump card, and she didn't want to expose it to the public for the time being.

He went straight to Mo Liujin's study with the file, but when he reached the door, he found that Wen Zhong and his son, who had just left, were walking out. Chu Qingmeng was stunned for a moment when he looked at Wen Zhong's back, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Mo Liujin looked up at the door in confusion. He put down his pen and walked to the door. He heard Chu Qingmeng explaining to Shuang Cheng, "What do you think I'm laughing at? Of course I'm laughing at the fact that the soldiers from the General's Mansion have 'broken' the legs of you masters. Hahaha..."

Shuang Cheng's lips twitched. The walls of the General's Mansion were crowned with tall guard towers manned by archers. The first three courtyards were heavily guarded, while only the inner chambers employed shadow guards. They weren't afraid of the soldiers, but rather of the possibility of misunderstandings if they entered and exited with ease, which would be difficult to handle. It certainly wasn't as relaxing as it had been at the Princess's Mansion.

Mo Liujin was speechless about Chu Qingmeng's sense of humor. He reached out and rubbed her belly, "Stop laughing. Doesn't it make you uncomfortable?"

…………

Early morning the next day.

"Regarding the placement of the students, let's follow the previous memorial to the Ministry of Rites." After meeting the students, Mo Liuyun finally understood why Chu Qingmeng was so adamant about the imperial examinations. Indeed, scholars were the most troublesome people in the world.

"Your Majesty, this is impossible. With so many nations coming to pay homage, the capital will surely be bustling with activity. If we hold the imperial examination at this time, it will be very troublesome if something goes wrong."

"Lord Wang, you are wrong! The imperial examinations that are held every three years have already been delayed. If we don't take the exam now, how difficult will it be for the students?!" Mu Ruifeng retorted harshly.

"I second the proposal. It's already late autumn. If we delay any longer, the students will have a hard time once winter arrives," Muruisong said. The brothers came from poor backgrounds and naturally understood how difficult the path to the imperial examinations was for ordinary people.

"Your Majesty, this method is absolutely unacceptable! If..."

"Alright." Mo Liuyun's voice was filled with a hint of coldness. "I have made up my mind. Do as I say."

"emperor!……"

"That's enough!" Mo Liuyun placed the tea bowl heavily on the table. "I've approved it. The Ministry of Rites can proceed with the matter."

Eleven's aura of superiority grew stronger. Mo Liujin simply lowered his head and said nothing. He felt that Eleven seemed to possess a subtle familiarity with Qing Meng. He and Old Five were most familiar when they were young, and even Old Five lacked this familiarity. Although he hadn't understood their words that day, discussing political strategies with the emperor was a capital offense. Yet, he said nothing and accepted the offer.

While his mind was wandering, General Weibei quietly nudged him from behind, "The Emperor is calling you."

Mo Liujin stepped out, bowed, and waited for instructions.