"They are very strange aren't they?" Ling Qi said carefully. "The Zheng do not seem to participate in the Empire much. They have no kin ties outside of their province. No individual Zheng seems to own any particular land or significant property outside of the Ebon Rivers, and records within are… difficult. I think I heard Lady Cai say they don't recognize marriage at all? How do they…"
"Function?" Meizhen said lightly.
"I would never presume," Ling Qi replied, inclining her head in acknowledgement all the same.
"Zheng do not raise their own children, or even recognize blood parentage as significant," Bai Meizhen said with a frown. "I understand that they parcel out children born in the same year into small groups which are given over to a mentoring cultivator to raise as the primary, with communal assistance. This is what they mean when they call another 'Bond-sibling'. They regard the Imperial institution of swearing oneself an oath sibling a devolution of their practices."
"Which is not completely wrong. The practice has its roots in the early first dynasty armies under the sage, of which the Zheng were a part," Xia Anxi said carefully. He still waited a long beat after Meizhen finished to speak up, but she was glad her friend had managed that much with her retainer. "Though claiming the sect system is only copying them is far more dubious."
"...It is not totally unlike the practices of the Viper, though much inferior," Xiao Fen said grudgingly. "There is no discipline in their method, none of the clarity or guidance we have."
Ling Qi very deliberately did not frown. From the little she understood of the Black Viper their methods of childrearing were… well they were awful. Designed with the intent of preventing the young viper from forming any emotional connections before they were assigned to their White Serpent. Frankly, Xiao Fen's complaint could only improve her view of the Zheng's own practice. "That does explain the irregularities in the records and seems like it would make inheritance very difficult. I suppose that is why their elders just choose the duke…?"
"Indeed. Individual Zheng do not own external property, due to some law of theirs, and their inheritance laws do not recognize patrilineal descent at all, which causes some snarls with Imperial Law. This makes it difficult for them to operate directly in the wider Empire, since Imperial Property law does not fully recognize their arrangement. I understand they have some ways around this though. Xia Anxi…?"
"Of course my lady. I am no expert, but the illustrious Violet caste has enough duties in production and movement of goods that we must learn a little of such things to manage our subordinates."
Ling Qi recalled previous conversations, and the disdain Meizhen had always shown for mercantilism. She felt a bit bad for him having to dress it up so round aboutly.
"External Zheng interests usually operate through trading houses, in theory belonging to some trusted subordinate, but in practice being 'resold' to a member of the Zheng clan as a whole upon that person's death. There is room for interference in this, legally speaking, but… well."
Of course, even if they presented a kinder face than the Bai, the Zheng were still an ancient clan that had stood since the time of myth. Who would dare?
"So they are still intertwined with the other provinces, one merely has to look deeper," Ling Qi said, nodding in understanding.
"They are insular. All of this business is unusual. They are a people very much interested in cultivating their own yard over claiming others, since the end of the first dynasty. The last time they moved so strongly was in support of the usurper Shang, in opposition to us, the Bai, as the supporters of the true Emperor, though they were forgiven in exchange for changing sides in the end, when the usurper was revealed to have become a Corpse-Immortal. For all their bravado in personal conflicts the Zheng have always proved… somewhat timid in larger politics."
"I am sure that there would be some objections to that, if said to one's face," Ling Qi said, glancing at Meizhen out of the corner of her eye.
"Oh indeed. Do not worry, baroness. I am not looking to provoke a brawl," Bai Meizhen said lightly.
"Your forbearance is exemplary," Ling Qi said. She kept her expression perfectly blank. Meizhen smiled, Xia Anxi narrowed his eyes a bit.
"Indeed," Meizhen said, breaking the silence. "In any case individual Zheng are… difficult to predict, It is true that in our history, we remember the grinning brutes who took and conquered and claimed at their will, who trampled and drank and laughed amidst the ashes, filling their great cavern cities with the wealth of wide lands, but the more common modern example is more like our guest, disconnected, rude drifters who are nonetheless bound to their own strange rules of propriety… and disdainful of the rules of others," Meizhen said. "What exactly their aim is here I cannot know."
"They have softened greatly, in their splendid isolation," Xiao Fen said with a haughty sniff. "But if they had truly forgotten the Way of the Conqueror, the face of their founder, they would not be so mighty still."
"Indeed, we are the ones known for our vengefulness, but we are merely being honest. Who may stand at the pinnacle and not crush any who challenge their primacy? You may see it in how totally subservient their vassals are. Not a single organized rebellion in their history," Xia Anxi said.
"That is to be expected when they send out their younger generation to quash… villainy, as wandering 'heroes' as a part of their education," Meizhen said dryly. "Well given the results, and the current situation, we cannot say these methods are totally without merit…"
Considering Sun Shao's great rebellion, it would be rather absurd, Ling Qi supposed. She also understood that her friend was significantly more progressive than the average White Serpent to even imply the possibility that they were the ones who had been in error in any way.
Their path had taken them along the winding stream but now diverged, rising over shallow steps that carried them gradually to the top of an idyllic wooded hillock, at the bald crown there was a stone platform dug into the earth, on which a table made of polished stone was set, round and surrounded by curved benches it was a place to sit in the sun, take in the view of the mountain stream and discuss business with a friendly air. Columns stood at the four corners, and Ling Qi knew that there were simple storage arrays in them with everything needed to assemble a pavilion in poor weather.
They were greeted with a crash, and a cresting gust of wind that yanked at her hair and the hems of her dress. Light flashed, and the scream of something viciously sharp being dragged along stone followed. Ling qi parted the wave of dust and dirt that followed before her around herself and the Bai.
Xuan Shi stood a little ways off the platform, a hovering swarm of his hexagonal talisman shields forming half of a sphere in front of him, rippling and sparking with blue grey qi. He was unruffled, and stood with his feet and the butt of his staff planted in the earth. The only unsteadiness of his posture was the way his eyes flicked toward her.
Zheng Fu stood about two meters distant, bouncing on the balls of his feet in a loose fighting stance as his right arm snapped back in a blur, rippling back into human shape from the mantis-like blade that had drug sparks along the surface of Xuan Shi's defense. His other arm was drawn back, chambered for a punch muscle writhing and spelling under the thick wraps he wore on his arms…. Until he spied them.
"Oh, looks like we'll have to box a little later, Turtle-man," He chuckled. "The ladies are here!"
"I'm quite sure you could have felt us coming some time ago, had you expended the effort," Bai Meizhen said.
"Eh maybe. I really wanted a crack at this guy though. He's tough," Zheng Fu shrugged. "Later?"
"Later," Xuan Shi said, reaching out for one of the panels as the other's flitted away disappearing into his gauntlets in a dozen little flashes. He rubbed his thumb along the scratch in the remaining panel. "Apologies, Lady Ling, Lady Bai. To test mine artifice against such strength is not a common chance."
"There is a time and a place for such things, but I suppose I will not blame you for showing martial spirit," Bai Meizhen said haughtily. "But I hope you may restrain yourselves going forward."
"Yeah, yeah. If you're standing around waiting you might as well cultivate a little," Zheng Fu said dismissively. "I know you gotta stop once business starts though."
Well, that was an admirable work ethic at least. She was sure Sixiang would needle her about her own habits here.
"This one apologizes," Xuan Shi said evenly. "Three arrive, the sanddwellers demure. Whence is the bloodied flower?"
"The Western Territories have indicated that Sun Liling may be somewhat late, as their delegation is only just arriving," Ling Qi said apologetically. "We may have to wait for a short time."
"Hah, is that so?" Zheng Fu said, scratching the back of his head. "....You all want in on this then. We could do teams, you and the snake-y lot, me and turtle man?"
"I would prefer if we did not melt, freeze, or otherwise explode the meeting site, honored guests," Ling Qi said calmly.
"That doesn't sound like a no. That sounds like a maybe later."
"I will have to decline for the foreseeable future," Bai Meizhen said.
"Honestly, we are a diplomatic mission," Xia Anxi sniffed.
Xiao Fen looked like she was dissecting Zheng Fu with her eyes, and did not speak.
"Bah, alright. Means we have to fill the time and you didn't bring snacks, unless…?" Zheng Nan said, waggling his eyebrows behind his headwrap.
Ling Qi sighed, gestured, and atop the stone table a spread of drinks and carefully arranged platters of light snacks appeared on the table. It was a little rude to serve before the Western Territories arrived, but declaring they would be late was also rude, wasn't it?
"Hah, there we go!" Zheng Fu laughed, practically leaping onto a bench, reaching for a bottle of one of the harder ciders.
"Your hospitality is appreciated," Bai Meizhen said quietly, stepping past her. "Sir Xuan, I have heard you were more involved in matters than the rest of us, may I ask after your reasons?"
"Our ports are open, and accept many ships," Xuan Shi said simply, taking a seat. "Advice was asked, and though the clan and seas are far, some use might be found. This is curious, no?"
"You got that right, honestly, you hermit folk have been holding out on us, and now the south is getting exciting too! We gotta get ourselves out here more," Zheng Fu said.
"It is intriguing," Bai Meizhen said, taking her own seat, Xia Anxi and Xiao Fen followed, Ling Qi remained standing. Late or no she didn't intend to seat herself before all of her guests were here. "I trust in Lady Cai's judgment, so I am not as skeptical as some. Still this is certainly a bold endeavor."
"No disagreement there," Zheng Fu said, the cloth of his facemask stretching over what was surely a wide grin. "I…"
Ling Qi straightened up, the scent of copper invading her nostrils, the feeling of leaves and new shoots and crumbling black earth brushing her senses.
Bai Meizhen sniffed. "Not that late it seems."
AN: Had to split this one, its going to be a bit long!