No, this was not the point to press on. They had succeeded wildly here this week, best to retain the goodwill for the penultimate week of negotiation. The unclaimed stretch of road was itself far, far from an immediate concern and would not be heavily used for some time even after it was built. And… there was potential for conflict there too, cultural conflict. The White Sky's troops were all women, and Imperial troops were majority male, putting them in the same place was probably asking for… indiscretions and the conflict that came with that.
"I propose that we place alternating road forts along the length, spaced out but capable of calling for aid from their neighbors. Such forts should have construction allowing each other's patrols to base and recover," Ling Qi said, when a moment to speak came.
"I agree," Xia Lin said, speaking up. "It would be best to avoid entanglements and confusion around command. Let us allow guest right to inform our action so far from any high authority."
"That does leave the matter of the embassy," Cao Chun said. "I assume the White Sky will maintain an overall commander of forces, as we will."
"I believe the young lady is correct," Jaromila said. "It may be somewhat inefficient but in emergency situations, command should remain internal?"
"Mixed patrol units require adjudication," Xia Ren said.
"Could that be left to the two force commanders to discuss and decide?" Ling Qi asked cautiously. "Overmanaging may reduce effectiveness."
Xia Ren was silent for a long beat, but eventually nodded. "Acceptable."
"I support devolving some authority to local command. IAnother option would be some degree of subordination of military command to the panel of magistrates administering the site as well," Dzintara said.
Ling Qi took a step back as courtiers and representatives began to speak more. Renxiang began to speak as well. Technical details, arguing the exact minutiae of authority and jurisdiction, the exact dimensions of the embassy space… Those things were not hers to argue Rnexiang was better at it. Getting them here, to where her liege's talents could be put to best use, that was her task.
She shared a look with Gan Guangli, and returned his nod. This was all looking remarkably well. More than simple agreement, Ling Qi thought she was truly beginning to see investment here. People were honestly thinking of what this was all going to look like, what it would be like.
They were seeking advantage for themselves of course, but that meant they seriously saw this as something which could grant advantage.
They were really doing this, this impossible thing.
***
"To success!" Gan Guangli boomed, raising his cup.
"To success," Ling Qi said, smiling wryly, holding up her own.
"It is early, for celebration, yet… for your efforts, I will allow it," Cai Renxiang said. At the table where they sat, she alone did not yet have her drink, because naturally their liege had insisted on hand brewing her own tea. The pot was bubbling away, but not yet ready.
"We aren't completely done," Ling Qi agreed. "...I'll need Hanyi for this next part, she had better behave."
"I am certain your junior understands the gravity… or at least your investment in it!" Gan Guangli said brightly.
"...The latter maybe," Ling Qi said wryly. She took a sip from her cup. It was something new, a bottle which Bai Meizhen had given her. It burned all the way down like cold fire, threatening to freeze her blood and organs. It had more kick than rimefruit extract, more like spiced wine. She'd have to ask Meizhen for the name.
"I am certain it will be fine. Sir Xuan will be advising for this next section too, no?"
"Yes, though it's as much for legitimacy to the Ministry and the nobles," Ling Qi replied. "No slight to his knowledge of course, he's given me some idea for what can work."
"If we succeed on the informational and cultural exchanges, we will be well placed to negotiate the foreign quarter notion properly… both as an expansion to the embassy and for future settlements in the Wall," Cai Renxiang said quietly, steam hissed, and she carefully poured her tea, dark, nearly black liquid arcing delicately into her cup.
And that was the crux, after everything else being able to convince all parties that a permanent mixed settlement, even a segregated one, here at the embassy was desirable. They were part way there, with the staff of the magistrates. Getting shared use of the observatory was another piece of that puzzle.
Humans came with webs of need and connection, if they could just set the foundations to make it possible, then they would build this place themselves, never needing to be pushed into place like go pieces.
Ling Qi thought that this might be just a little taste of what Xin's plots were like. She was right to say that life was a game without any clear players. That destiny only existed in hindsight. Choice and Mystery, and the secret that those who thought themselves masterminds and seers hid even from themselves. You could not control everything, could not plan for every factor.
Past a certain point the future was unknowable, much like the black depths of lake Hei. Ling Qi considered her drink, the venomous icy wine within hissing and bubbling faintly, slowly freezing through the lining of the cup.
The Starless Shroud was not one she could wear, in the long term, she thought. There were pieces of it, pieces she could use. The contemplation of Mystery, in the unseen depths. The notion of supreme wholeness, the ability to take any harm but remain herself and whole. But… she was not certain she had much more to gain from the art itself, beyond its value as a building block for something of her own.
Well, she did have an idea, an idea going all the way back, to the Thousand Ring Fortress and its source. Of a mystery she had left in the Dream. She remembered seeing the shadow of a reptilian behemoth in the dream and an ever regenerating corpse. Of her little brother and what was likely his 'real' mother.
…No, she thought frowning deeply, she didn't like the sound of that.
"Is the Bai wine so sour?" Gan Guangli asked, and she startled, in her seat, the drink in her cup sloshing..
"Oh no, it's more of a uh… fizzy taste,," Ling Qi said, taking another long drink. Best to drain it before it shattered the cup. She made a note to use a sturdier one next time. Maybe a metal lining?
"Please do not refer to a high quality Bai wine as 'fizzy' in good company, Ling Qi," Cai Renxiang sighed.
"Hey, I'm not that bad, I'm just relaxed with you," Ling Qi said. And a little tipsy now maybe, she shouldn't have drunk that so quickly. She furrowed her brow and circulated her qi, kicking her toxin processing organs into quicker and more efficient function.
…What are we going to do, after the summit, anyway?" Ling Qi wondered. She'd been focused on this for so long, she might have lost track.
"Spend time resolving some of the many issues about our land I suppose," Gan Guangli wondered. It would be good to solve at least one of the troubles."
"It may be possible. But, the campaign below the earth is likely to begin soon barring any sudden move from the Twelve Star Confederation. The ith-ia simply represent too alien a threat and the province demands that they be brought to heel," Cai Renxiang said. "Expect it to begin within the year."
"How will we even advance a proper campaign?" Ling Qi wondered about the caves and the corruption. "What, is your Mother going to burn a borehole big enough for a division and its supply lines down into the earth?"
She chuckled, as did Gan Guangli. Cai Renxiang did not.
Their smiles faded. Ling Qi remembered the echo of Ji Rong's memory, of the shattered stump of a mountain and a kilometers wide bleeding pit in the earth.
"...Really? The spiritual disruption alone…" Gan Guangli said, looking mildly horrified.
"Hence why she intends to use the site of Elder Zhou's death, I think. It will be symbolically pleasing and the area is already devastated. It is also far enough into the mountains to avoid too much harm. I believe that is the secondary reason there are so many geomancers in the south now," Cai Renxiang said. "I would expect operations to begin within the year."
"Well I suppose we'll have to use our time well," Ling Qi said. "...and maybe it will be good to not be the ones in command of everything for a bit."
"We will see how long that attitude lasts," Cai Renxiang said, shaking her head. She took a deep drink from her tea and set the cup down with a clack, reaching up to massage her own temples.
"It is tomorrow's challenge, why not keep our minds on todays. Especially with our successes!" Gan Guangli exclaimed. "It does not do to never stop and contemplate your victories, else you will no longer see them."
"I agree. The horizon should remain in your mind but there's nothing wrong with celebrating the end of a day's journey," Ling Qi said. "Hm, do we start inviting Xia Lin and Meng Dan to these things soon, do you think?"
"When the summit concludes I intend to apply for Xia Lin's permanent assignment," Cai Renxiang replied. "Meng Dan… much depends on the outcome of your spycraft."
Ling Qi's cheer faded. "Shu Yue does not believe Meng Deming is the ultimate culprit but… what will happen if it is found to be someone among the Meng, an Elder even?"
Gan Guangli's expression grew troubled. "...It depends on too many details."
Her liege shook her head, expression pinched. "I cannot believe the clan as a whole would approve of this. The Meng's very conservatism precludes it."
"Whether they did or not may not matter, if the issue becomes loud enough," Gan Guangli said. "Using tools of such provenance…"
"...Best is that the matter be blamed on an individual, lost in studying the leftover weapons on the enemy. Foolish, a black mark on the clan, but… will have minimal collateral, if all goes well," Cai Renxiang said. "But… it cannot be a lie either."
Because lies could not exist under Cai Shenhua's direct vision, and it would certainly fall on this when all was said and done.
"A rogue, an awakened elder gone mad and unable to cope with the world of the present… perhaps even with a touch of soul rot," Gan Guangli offered. "It has happened on occasion, no?"
"Rarely," Cai Renxiang. "Let us hope it is something that can be placed on only a few shoulders. Or… all the stability of a secure southern border may be for naught."
And wasn't that a sour thought, Ling Qi wanted to sigh. Even if they succeeded perfectly, if the Meng clan as a whole was implicated… She thought of Meng Dan, and her stomach turned. No, the Meng were too old and established and they might be isolationist but not to such a virulent self destructive level. No, if anything… someone this extreme… they would want to drag everyone down with them, it would be a way of succeeding even in failure.
Yes, that was a thought she saw occurring, from her glimpses into the mind of Still Waters Deeping. If so… then she just had to utterly unravel them, together with Shu Yue, Cao Chun and the others.
She refused any other outcome.
AN: Alright end of section, moving into the next week. Starless Night's final project will be getting modified and connected to a nice dreamquest for post summit as implied here, details to be revealed there. So here are the options for cultivation in the Culture Dialogue and knowledge sharing section.
[ ] Boundaries Untrodden
[ ] Winter's Crown