99: Chapter 99 Living Better Than You: The General Male Supporting Character 17

Nan Li sat in the courtyard, staring at the jade pendant on the chess table, lost in thought.

Ever since she realized that Meng Zhu might have recovered his memories from his previous life, she felt a strange sensation in her heart.

Nan Li's mother was the daughter of a merchant, and she learned embroidery from her mother since childhood, also becoming well-versed in business.

Her only wish in life was to have a husband with whom she could live in mutual respect, and a stable, harmonious family.

Then she would open a few shops herself, pass on her mother's craft, and live a peaceful life.

Her companionship with Meng Zhu in her previous life was easy and comfortable for five years, exactly as she had imagined.

They spent five years together, and even developed some affection for each other, but time was long, and neither was in a hurry to confess their feelings.

But what about this life?

She had thought that changing husbands would make little difference.

This came from the last kindness of Prince Yu, who had already become a monk before his death in the previous life.

He was weeping profusely while holding Nan Jin's corpse at the time, and instead of vying for the throne, he became a monk, so he should also be a good person.

But this good person, at the flower viewing banquet a few days ago, did not give her the respect and trust she deserved.

Meng Zhu's visit today seemed to remind Nan Li, making her involuntarily compare the two, and clearly, someone lost terribly.

Just thinking about this, Nan Li became conflicted again. Meng Zhu remembered his previous life, yet he faced her so frankly and easily?

He even called her Princess Consort Yu.

Nan Li herself hadn't noticed.

That previous line, "Are you married to my elder sister now?"

And her current state, seemed more like a hint of resentment.

The bullet screen had been silent for a long time.

Most of the bullet screen comments still remaining were from the CP fans of the male and female leads.

But those involved are confused, while bystanders see clearly.

The bullet screen couldn't deceive itself; if things continued like this, the possibility of Nan Li falling for Xuanyuan Zhan would be far lower than the possibility of her

[Adhering to the principle of 'if you can't beat them, join them,' I suggest we become fans of Meng Zhu and Nan Jin.]

[I've seen you before; back in "you are my moonlight," you were known for switching sides.]

[So what? Am I wrong? Or should we just be fans of the harem? Wouldn't it be good for all three of them to live well together?]

[Don't play dead, just answer me honestly: are you sure the male and female leads still have a chance?]

[Hmph, don't get ahead of yourself. You just reminded us: if Meng Zhu is two-timing, let's see if his house collapses.]

[Exactly, just laugh. When the time comes, some will shout 'harem,' others 'pure love.' I'll watch you guys fight like dogs.]

The bullet screen in the courtyard grumbled, but ultimately switched perspectives to watch Meng Zhu.

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On the other side, it was already afternoon when he returned to the Generals Mansion.

Meng Zhu entered the study and immediately began writing and drawing.

After a very long time, he finally called Personal Guard Mo Yu.

When Personal Guard Mo Yu entered the study, he saw a table covered with drafts and papers, densely filled with names of people and places, along with some incomprehensible annotations and dates.

Finally, there was a whole stack of letters.

"Personal Guard Mo Yu."

"Your subordinate is here."

"You must personally deliver these letters."

Meng Zhu's voice was also somewhat agitated.

Returning to his study today, he organized three matters.

First, talent. He meticulously wrote down the literati and martial artists who would emerge in the next five years, sourced from the civil and military imperial examinations of those five years.

The sheer number of talents from just these five years of imperial examinations was more than he could finish writing; those he could recall were all deeply impressive or had some unique qualities.

Besides the imperial examinations, there were also some currently obscure, hidden gems, some of whom were already officials, and of course, some famous heroes from the martial world who would become renowned in the future.

These people were either down on their luck, their brilliance obscured, or born at the wrong time, feeling frustrated and unrecognized.

They had no idea that they would turn their lives around within the next five years. With foresight against their unawareness, recruiting these people now was effortless.

The second matter was the weaknesses of officials. The next five years would be exciting, especially due to factional struggles, which entangled all officials, with one replacing another in a continuous cycle.

Thus, over these five years, countless officials would be exposed, and a vast amount of their dark histories and past crimes would be brought to light.

The number of these weaknesses was countless and their power immense. Some individuals could be threatened and controlled by these weaknesses, while others could have theirs preserved to be decisively used at critical moments.

Additionally, there were some favors that could be exploited, such as officials who, like Meng Zhu, had searched for someone for many years without success, only to fulfill their wish five years later.

And Meng Zhu would help them find that person now.

Another example would be to lay out plans in advance to save some officials who were destined to die; a life-saving grace would be enough to change their allegiance.

These would be Meng Zhu's most important connections and bargaining chips.

As for the third matter, it concerned the hidden agents and trump cards.

Meng Zhu already understood all the spies and informants hidden by Prince Jing and Prince Liang, as well as the trump cards they possessed.

Whether spies or trump cards, their greatest use was surprise; now exposed to the light, they would no longer pose a threat.

In his letters, Meng Zhu detailed those spies. As for when to round them all up, there was no rush for that.

As for the trump cards, Meng Zhu began to plant traps within them or quietly dismantle them.

Receiving letter after letter and listening to Meng Zhu's commands one after another, Personal Guard Mo Yu's heart was already stirred by tumultuous waves.

But he was, after all, personally trained by Meng Zhu; his expression remained as calm as water, though his eyes grew increasingly respectful.

Meng Zhu picked up the last letter, his eyes narrowing.

"Finally, there's one more thing."

He looked at Personal Guard Mo Yu.

"Go and establish a martial arts organization, to be named 'Yanyu Pavilion.'"

"Specializing in intelligence and assassination."

"Tell them to be careful, only kill those who deserve to die, and ideally, build a good reputation for 'acting on behalf of Heaven' and 'robbing the rich to help the poor.'"

"However, 'Yanyu Pavilion' should temporarily not operate within Yingtian Prefecture; the time is not yet right."

Personal Guard Mo Yu's scalp tingled even more after hearing this. Not only did this master intend to control the political storms in the imperial court, but he also planned to wield power in the martial arts world.

He took the letters with both hands, knelt on one knee, his voice strong and filled with excitement.

"General, rest assured, your subordinate guarantees to complete the mission!"

"Good, go."

Not until Personal Guard Mo Yu had left.

Inside the study, Meng Zhu slowly rose and walked to the window.

This was the greatest golden finger he had been waiting for.

Some things, he even knew from thoroughly reading the plot in reality.

But although he knew them from the beginning, he couldn't use them because he couldn't explain their origin.

But it's different now. I've been reborn and remembered my past life, so isn't it natural to know this information?

The bullet screen audience watched Meng Zhu write the drafts with their own eyes.

They also watched him write those letters with their own eyes.

At this moment, the audience's hearts were filled with shock.

[Question: Has this movie ever been filmed by other actors? Was there such a development?]

[Yes, but not with this kind of development. Keep asking and it's 'Love Offering'; ask again and get out.]

[Do you really think I'm asking? I'm reminding everyone who's getting carried away: Mr. Zhu is number one in the world, forever divine!]

[Who's going to bash this crazy fan? I really can't, brothers.]

[Seriously, this is the correct way to open a rebirth movie. He's so good, brothers.]

[Can't refute it. If he pulls this off, the entire movie world will truly be in his grasp.]

[What it means to turn the tables, you all will soon witness.]

[So this movie is actually a male lead-centric movie?]

[I'm convinced, I'm convinced. I won't say anymore, I'll just keep quiet and watch the movie from now on.]

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