Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Chapter 701: Chapter 200 The Unparalleled Master and Ni Wenjun’s Letter_2

Hearing this, Yu Mei Zi said, ”You’re courting death.”

Chen Jie replied, ”I’m courting death? I think it’s you who’s courting death. If you have the guts, take action. If you can’t kill me within thirty minutes, your death will be certain.”

”By then, Yelu, the Commandery Princess, as well as Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, five Qi Blood Holding Core Realm powerhouses—do you think you can stand against them just by yourself?”

Chen Jie looked at Yu Mei Zi.

Yu Mei Zi scoffed, ”Hmph, you even dare to bring in the Mulan people. Do you believe that if you bring the Mulan people here, I’ll reveal to them how you helped our Zoroastrian Sect smuggle military supplies, and make it so you can’t even be a dog, believe it or not?”

”Ah, Master Yu!”

Hearing Yu Mei Zi’s shocking words, Han He quickly tried to intervene. This Master Yu had really gone mad.

Was this something they could just blurt out?

If this got out, what would become of the Zoroastrian Sect?

Taking advantage of the righteous folks to transport the military supplies most needed by the Zoroastrian Sect, assisting the Zoroastrian Sect’s Northern rebellion, wouldn’t it be considered a favor to the Zoroastrian Sect? It was at least a collaborative relationship.

But now, to directly report to the Mulan people, what kind of behavior was this?

Harming the loyal and righteous, lacking integrity and faith.

For an organization or a power, what’s most important is credibility. Without credibility, who would collaborate with you?

Just like today, what Yu Mei Zi said, directly reporting Chen Jiu to the Mulan people, would the Zoroastrian Sect still seem a rebel army to the Daqian Han people?

How would the Jianghu brothers view the Zoroastrian Sect, and how would the commoners see the Zoroastrian Sect.

What would they think?

Oh, if we help you, the Zoroastrian Sect, you’ll just sell us out to the Mulan people, then aren’t we just waiting for you to betray us? Are we sick, helping you only to worry about the court’s pursuit every day and then fearing that you’ll report us?

Isn’t life good?

This was simply an act that would shake the foundations of the Zoroastrian Sect.

Reputation, that was the foundation on which the Zoroastrian Sect was growing stronger day by day. And now, because of one Yu Mei Zi, you’d ruin the entire reputation of our Zoroastrian Sect.

When you return, even if you were sliced a thousand times, what use would it be?

Han He had never understood why her master chose someone with an obviously problematic mind like Yu Mei Zi to be the Deputy Hall Master and put her in charge of them all.

Han He had an endless stream of complaints in her heart and a thousand desires to drag Yu Mei Zi back to face the master’s judgment.

Yet the master trusted her very much, even saying that Mei Zi was the most loyal to her.

This left Han He powerless to complain, and now a negotiation for cooperation and mutual gain had turned so embarrassingly rigid.

Even on the brink of drawing swords and arrows, could it be that Master Yu’s head was filled with nothing but excrement?

Han He had a multitude of unanswered questions in her heart.

But the answer might have something to do with her not being high-ranked enough.

She didn’t understand the current situation within the Zoroastrian Sect. To put it simply, the core of the Zoroastrian Sect was good, but it was now facing a major problem.

That problem was expanding too rapidly. The Northern rebellion of the Zoroastrian Sect had almost overnight acquired the land of eight prefectures and several hundred thousand cult members.

The number of people flocking to the Zoroastrian Sect had also increased exponentially. With more people came good and bad. To ensure their command, the Zoroastrian Sect could only deploy old cult members, those who were trustworthy, to lead across various regions.

At this time, as a longtime maid of Han Miaozhen, her loyalty was unquestionable.

However, this maid, who regularly attended to the Zoroastrian Sect’s only female high official, as a personal attendant to the Dharma King, was treated respectfully even by elders who managed thousands in the regions.

Over time, she naturally developed an arrogant attitude.

And being the personal attendant of the Dharma King, often even responsible for conveying messages on behalf of the Dharma King, her speech became aggressive and domineering over time.

As for intelligence, she lacked any; she was just a maid, focused only on serving her master well. Asking her to strategize and plan was simply not possible.

Moreover, she couldn’t stand anyone speaking to her in a tone she didn’t like, which led to her offending almost everyone in Huangzhou Prefecture within just a month of her arrival.

And this time, she came to Mianshui intending to snatch the credit and then return to report her success to the great Dharma King.

This led to her ridiculous idea of wanting Chen Jiusi to kill the Commandery Princess and then have Chen Jiusi join the Zoroastrian Sect as a protector.

To put it bluntly, she was a parachuted-in inexperienced leader, only good at issuing aimless commands and playing off-key tunes.

And that was an unavoidable problem; the rapid expansion of the Zoroastrian Sect had resulted in a shortage of management personnel, forcing original sect maids, servants, and various other old folks, to step into leadership roles.

And these leaders, who were only accustomed to labor, compounded the issue. When placed in charge of the lower ranks, apart from not getting actual work done.

Pretension, extravagance, corruption, they nearly knew it all, and those who joined the Zoroastrian Sect with ideals or were the old members of the sect could only endure the commands of these incompetent people.

This epitomized the shortsightedness often seen in peasant uprisings.

And one of Chen Jie’s policies was intended to address this issue—to establish schools and cultivate their own talent. When one day Chen Jie issued a call, and their territory ballooned like a giant balloon, these reserves of talent would become effective.

They wouldn’t end up like Yu Mei Zi, yapping away and partaking in foundation-destroying actions.

And now, Chen Jie had thoroughly understood the Zoroastrian Sect.

Although powerful, such an organization would inevitably head towards destruction, and Chen Jie finally understood why the historical Red Turban Army could not succeed.

It must have been similar, with the power expanding too fast, and management unable to keep pace, leading to a ramshackle regime that could only end in ruin.