Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 521 - 170 Plotting Against Nan Batian_2

They always feel that the Han are just sheep waiting to be slaughtered, regarding themselves as a superior race.

But why don’t they think back to over a hundred years ago, when they too were viewed as lowly people by another ethnic group? Back then, a nation known as the Jurchen ruled over Mulan for over twenty years, during which Mulan was called lowly people. And what happened after twenty years?

The Jin Country fell!

Such a lesson lies right in front of them, but the Mulan people never learn.

From the Imperial Chancellor at court to the local Mulan people everywhere, they all hold on to the laughable notion that they are a noble race.

Little do they realize, the Han are planning a counter-attack. If they do not start valuing Han people and employing them, their fate is bound to be a miserable one.

All of this is the stance of the Yelu family: sinicization. The population of the Han ethnicity far exceeds that of the Mulan; only through sinicization, by integrating the Mulan into the Han, with no distinction between you and me, can the rule of Daqian truly be long and stable.

Unfortunately, those above do not agree. The Prime Minister Bo Yan even publicly refutes the memorials of the Yelu family as “utterances that will bring disaster to the country.”

This infuriated the patriarch of the Yelu family, who spat blood on the spot and later passed away tragically, while the descendants of the Yelu family were successively sent out of the capital to hold official positions elsewhere.

As a house slave of the Yelu family, Qimu Ge naturally knew the inside story and understood the purpose behind Lord Yelu’s long-standing advocacy of winning over the Han!

Because he was very disdainful of these Mulan people who only knew how to rely on their status.

Tang Wannian sat back at his County Magistrate’s desk, slammed the gavel, and announced,

“This court now declares White Tiger Hall innocent. All individuals are to be released on the spot…”

Upon hearing these words, Chen Jie went over and immediately grabbed the iron chains on Chen Xiaohu’s hands, summoning his Inner Strength with a pull, and with a crack, the iron chains broke apart.

This startled the Mulan noble lady, who then turned around and left.

Watching Chen Jie and Chen Xiaohu leave with swagger, the Mulan noble lady angrily declared, “Let’s go, return home, and seek justice from Uncle Arutai.”

At this moment, the house steward looked at the dispirited young couple behind him and said, “What about them, my lady?”

Upon hearing this, the noble lady glanced at them and said, “Since my husband Tara is so fond of them, let them accompany him to the grave, and make sure it’s clean.”

“Yes!”

The steward immediately agreed, and a group of people left, while the young couple was unaware that death was quietly spreading its arms towards them, thinking that by betraying their conscience and falsely accusing Chen Xiaohu, they could save their own lives. But in reality, once they got involved in this affair, it was difficult for them to get out unscathed.

And this wasn’t anything new; every year, at least dozens of Han, and sometimes even hundreds, died at the hands of these Mulan people.

And this was no longer a fresh issue. The Han had grown so accustomed to it – becoming somewhat numb – that if anyone was killed by the Mulan people, it was just bad luck, and after some lamentation about their misfortune, it was left at that.

This is the true reflection of the Han people in this era.

Chen Jie and his group exited the government office and Qimu Ge led them to the Yelu Mansion.

Today, Lord Yelu was hosting a banquet for the three bigwigs of Mianshui County: Nan Batian, Elder Liu, and Chen Jiusi; there must be important matters to discuss.

Thinking this, the group soon arrived at Darugachi Mansion.

Upon entering the mansion, they saw a lively scene of song and dance already underway.

Elder Liu and Nan Batian each sat on one side, with Lord Yelu in the middle, half-reclining, enjoying the dancers’ performance.

Thin veils draped over jade-like bodies, dark hair entwining supple legs, butterflies flitting among the flowers, and the calls of cuckoos beside the trees.

What a lavish dance!

Lord Yelu watched the seductive dance; Elder Liu was full of admiration, while Nan Batian was distracted. No matter how beautiful the dance was, it could not stir any ripples in his heart.

Because it was of no use.

With this in mind, here came Chen Jie walking in, bowing to Lord Yelu first.

“I pay my respects to Lord Yelu.”

Lord Yelu was just popping a grape into his mouth and looked at Chen Jie, “Jiu Si, have you taken care of the matter?”

Chen Jie replied, “Thanks to Lord’s blessing, it has been properly handled.”

Lord Yelu said, “Sit, sit.”

Chen Jie was seated next to Nan Batian.

Once seated, Chen Jie saluted Nan Batian, “It’s been days since we’ve met, Gang Leader still looks full of vitality.”

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Nan Batian glanced at Chen Jie and said, “You look quite well yourself. I hear you went to the temple fair yesterday?”

“It seems there’s nothing that the Gang Leader isn’t aware of.”

While they spoke, Nan Batian said, “By the way, I hear Doctor Bai has come to Mianshui County. When you have time, send him to the Headquarters. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him.”