"Su Ling," Ling Qi said. "I might be able to help more, if you let me.
Sy Ling gave her a wary look. "What are you talking about Ling Qi."
"I'm a bit better at it than I was underground," Ling Qi said casually. Her dream walking abilities weren't precisely a secret, but she wasn't widely advertising them yet.
Su Ling furrowed her brow, trying to discern what she was talking about and Ling Qi saw the moment when understanding dawned. Li Suyin just looked at them with polite confusion.
"Not sure how that's gonna help," Su Ling said.
"You can find things there, you can't find anywhere else," Ling Qi said seriously. "Just think about it, okay? I'll introduce you to Bian Ya regardless."
"Um- I'm not completely sure what you're talking about," Li Suyin said, curling a strand of her hair around the pointed claw on her fingertip. "But even if things get a little chaotic around Ling Qi, it always turns out well, doesn't it?"
Ling Qi felt her cheeks heat a little. Li Suyin really was still way too confident in her.
Su Ling merely pursed her lips, one of her furred ears flicking in agitation. "...Thanks. For the offer. I'll think about it. Guess it might let me test some of my new kit, if nothing else."
Ling Qi smiled nodding her head. "Right, no pressure. So we've got a couple hours left before I need to go. Want to go see a full show? There's a small concert being put on in the Wang Family's pavilion this afternoon."
"Oh that sounds lovely!" Li Suyin said brightly.
Su Ling groaned but there was no real exasperation in it. "Yeah sure. Guess I could go for some music."
Ling Qi blew out a breath. This might be good for her as well, something more personal would probably be less fraught to navigate in the realm of dream. If she could help a neglected friend too, so much the better.
***
The light was dim in the preparation room, and Ling Qi let the echoes of her words fall silent as Cai Renxiang gazed silently into the mirror set on the dresser table. She was already immaculate of course, not a strand of hair or fold of her gown out of place. Neither of them had really needed to touch of their appearances, but it was convenient to have somewhere private to speak before they entered the pavilion proper. They had gone over their plans for the gathering, and now Ling Qi had wrapped up with her report on Diao Hualing.
"So some part of the Diao wish to speak with me at least," Cai Renxiang said finally. "This is good. Not optimal, but better than I feared. I will counsel you to take the offer. We will review the correspondence sent together."
"I look forward to it, Lady Cai," Ling Qi said, dipping her head in acknowledgement. "I am aware that this is not the way you prefer to do things."
Cai Renxiang's shoulders tensed. "Despite my earlier outburst, I am not naive Ling Qi. I would like most parts of government to be open and transparent. But what I would like is immaterial to the current reality."
"I did not mean that," Ling Qi said with a touch of reproach.
Cai Renxiang squeezed her eyes shut for a moment."...I know. That was uncalled for. My apologies."
A moment of tense silence passed between them. "Cai Renxiang, what you said earlier, about family-"
"I spoke without nuance," Cai Renxiang said. "Nonetheless I do not think my conclusion is wrong, for myself. Know that I meant no attack on yourself."
Cai Renxiang was familiar enough with her to know at least the outlines of her forming way, and it seemed in the intervening hours had seen the clash there. "I do not think you did," Ling Qi said consideringly. "Lady Cai… I may not have been educated in philosophy, but I think I can hold my own in debate, if you would care for it."
Not so different from a spar really.
"Perhaps," her liege said. "The journey to Xiangmen for the auction will be long even with the arranged shortcuts."
Ling Qi nodded, accepting that. There would be a number of shorter transport jumps but it would still be several days' travel. "Renxiang, I-"
"Mother has stated that I am to attend her in her private quarters tonight," Cai Renxiang said. Dread cracked through her usually stoic voice.
"Oh," Ling Qi said. Losing her words as she recalled the haggard look Renxiang had worn after spending an evening with her Mother last year. She searched for words, but found few of any use. "I'm sorry Renxiang. You are strong though."
Just a little she understood Renxiang's reticence toward her sister, beneath the words about family and duty and everything else. Ling Qi supposed that even Cai Renxiang had a limit to the number of impossible responsibilities she could shoulder without buckling.
"Am I?" Cai Renxiang asked, glancing once more to the mirror. "Come, we have a number of individuals to meet tonight."
"Yes, Lady Cai," Ling Qi said, folding her arms in front of her as she followed her liee out, a precise number of steps behind and to the side. In her mind she felt a twinge of sadness from Sixiang. She agreed, but there was nothing they could do. For now.
Exiting the preparatory room the light from the pavilion proper was dazzling. From the faint rainbows cast by the mist of the fountains, to the light gleaming from the many reflective surfaces and polished tiles under their feet. All of it was filled with the high society of the Emerald Seas, talking, dancing, drinking, laughing. It was hardly the bacchanal revels of the Dreaming Moon, but neither was it the sort of staid lifeless gathering that Ling Qi had cut her social teeth on.
"You can't take Grandmother's influence out that easily," Sixiang chuckled quietly.
"Besides, no one likes a dull party before the head chopping starts."
True enough. Today was revelry and tomorrow, tournament, but after, many of these people would be going home to muster their soldiers against the Cloud Tribes and what she now knew to call the Seven Cities.
Still the mood was good, high with confidence and braggadocio. Those they stopped to speak treated her with grace and good humor for the most part, and she did her part by simply supporting Cai Renxiang, coming in to explain some detail of direct experience when asked. There was much less needling about her marital intentions this year. She had proven herself enough to scare off the small fry and opportunists.
However, soon they met with their first major contact for the night. She had learned of this earlier via Cai Renxiang, and she was quite wary of it.
Standing near the misting fountain in the center of the pavilion in a small bubble of serene quiet unbothered by the noise and music around, there stood an older gentleman watching the play of the spray. He wore a finely pressed robe of dark blues and purples, embroidered with curling flames at the hems, and a black ministers cap on his head. His features were stern and lined, but his well groomed beard and mustache speckled with silver. She could only see one his hands, gloved, where it curled around the jade head of the dark cane he subtly leaned on.
He was a fifth realm cultivator. This was Cao Chun, the Imperial Inspector which would be assigned to their expedition. Word had come only shortly before the tournament. The throne had indicated that they would require an observer in this matter.
"Ladies," Cao Chun said as they approached, accompanied by the faint click of his cane as he turned on his heel to face them. Ling Qi could not read anything but stern examination from his face.
"Senior Secretary Cao," Cai Renxiang greeted, performing the proper bow. Ling Qi followed her lead, bowing more deeply of course. Ling Qi had already been informed of his rank and titles. In full he was Senior Secretary of the South in the Ministry of Integrity. No longer an active agent but a manager and administrator of them.
"It is good to see that you are prompt," he said crisply. "Your mother, her Grace, is skilled in raising the spirits of her subordinates."
"My honored Mother understands well the importance of morale to war efforts," Cai Renxiang said.
"She is," Cao Chun agreed. "Which is why your situation puzzles me. Such an unorthodox choice seems that it must bring some confusion to the spirit of the people."
Ling Qi squared her shoulders meeting the assessing gaze of the older man's grey eyes. The wrinkles around the corners of his mouth deepened. It didn't seem like dissatisfaction precisely, merely that he was thinking deeply.
Cao Chun was a veteran of the final bandit wars of the Celestial Peaks, being well over four hundred years old. These conflicts kicked off by the previous Emperor reforms and drive to clear the Celestial Peaks of malcontents had been the fire in which the Ministry of Integrity was christened. Bandit Kingdoms, heretical cults and other such things had long been able to take root in the many ruins and fortified nooks, but Emperor An's efforts had finally removed this stain. Empress Xiang's delving, refurbishment and settlement programs were the continuation of this.
Cao Chun's reputation was as a hero, who had struck down many villains and saved many people, a man of unimpeachable virtue and great devotion toward the great spirits. However his reputation is also as a merciless foe of those who would cross Imperial law.
On the other hand, she felt Sixiang shying back in her mind, and she was struck by an acute certainty that the interests this man represented were probably not on her side.
"Our parlay was unorthodox," Cai Renxiang agreed. "However it is also foolish to ignore opportunities that present themselves."
"Perhaps. Regardless, it is my duty to see that Imperial values and interests remain observed during these… negotiations. I have heard many reports on this matter, but I would hear you now, the minds driving it. Lay out to me your plans, your reasons and your observations of the targets," Cao Chun said, resting his other hand atop his cane as well. "That I may judge this course properly."
Ling Qi and Cai Renxiang shared a look, the presentation they had decided on was...
[ ] Frank discussion of the logistical difficulties of even engaging with the White Sky in the more traditional manner, the benefits of ceasefire and breaking up the Cloud Tribes into smaller blocks and other military concerns. (Do not gain or lose support for your project, No chance of offending or swaying Cao Chun. Cao Chun Bond set to -2. Increase difficulty of raising Bond further)
[ ] Bank on this man's reputation for virtue in discussing the ways in which the Southern Emerald Seas has long suffered from war and violence, and emphasize this as an opportunity for recovery and prosperity, rather than endless violence. (60% chance to reduce opposition to your project and progress toward swaying Cao Chun, setting his Bond at -2 on success, or -3 on failure)
[ ] Be open in your intention for friendly relations and exchange in the long term. Discuss the White Sky where you can emphasizing the similarities over the differences. Use implication of Great Spirit interest and Ling Qi's patronage of the moon as legitimacy for the project. (40% chance to reduce opposition to your progress and swaying Cao Chun. Sets his Bond to -1 on Success or -4 on failure.)