I would buy osmanthus blossoms and bring wine along, yet it would never be like those youthful wanderings

Want to be an official? Kill and burn, then accept amnesty!

Under the influence of Water Margin, the vast majority of people had a notion branded into their minds: rebel and surrender, and you would meet a miserable end.

But Wang Chong, who had skimmed a little historical material, naturally knew that quite a few people had accepted amnesty and lived out their lives in peace. In the Tang and Song dynasties alone, there were at least several dozen recorded in the histories who had accepted amnesty, received official posts, and come to quite good ends. Across the other dynasties, there were too many to count.

Besides, as the Empress's own son, Prince of Yan Wen Zhengchun had been wronged, with people colluding with the Eighteen Tribes of the Grasslands to murder him. What was wrong with staging a tiny rebellion? It was merely acting spoiled with his mother.

The more Wang Chong considered it, the more he felt that the Tongzhou Prefectural Governor's suggestion was sound. Though the man had his own selfish interests, Wang Chong did not care about anyone else's selfish interests so long as it benefited him. After weighing things up, he chuckled and said, "There are just a few difficulties with this matter. I hope you can advise me on those as well, Governor."

Though he had some confidence that he could hoodwink his subordinates into rebelling with him-by claiming, for instance, that he was answering the Empress's command to defend the throne-he still wanted to make full use of the talent at hand. "But if I rebel and no one is willing to follow, what should I do?"

The Tongzhou Prefectural Governor had gradually realized that this Prince of Yan was not an unreasonable man. He knew the governor wanted to extricate himself and