Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 896: Chapter 32: Swing the hoe well, and the wall will naturally fall_7 Chapter 896: Chapter 32: Swing the hoe well, and the wall will naturally fall_7 Emperor Longchang’s expression gradually darkened, his eyelids twitching, “I was wondering why Ming Yuan, that little stubborn donkey, seemed to have had a sudden change of heart. Who would have thought he was actually digging a pit, waiting for Old Ancestor to jump into it? When did he become so cunning?”

Recalling Wu Ming Yuan and Wang Zong’an’s series of moves from before, a thread in his mind instantly connected, “This matter is probably not so simple. According to their previous actions, once I’ve put in the money, that kid would definitely shamelessly publicize it with something like ‘His Majesty has generously invested a huge sum, taking one-tenth of the shares of the Coalition,’ and so on. Like this, the other three Third-Class Aristocratic Families who are still observing would most definitely respond immediately…”

“Good! This kid has played quite a smart game of the fox exploiting the tiger’s might~~~ Hehehe~ little did I expect that despite my daily hunting, in the end, the little stubborn donkey pecked my eyes out.”

“Your Majesty, please calm your anger,” Old Yao said with profuse sweat, “It may not necessarily be Ming Yuan’s intention. It would be better to send this old servant to deal with the situation.”

“It’s alright, if Wu Ming Yuan can outwit me, then it is indeed his talent. I am the ruler of a nation, and once a decree is issued, where is there room for retreat?” Emperor Longchang instead chuckled, “I originally thought that this struggle for the emperor’s throne had already lost its suspense. Who would have thought that Wu Ming Yuan could rise astonishingly. Now, the situation has become murky and complicated.”

“However, that’s what makes it interesting~~~ Thinking back to when I fought for this throne, it also took countless efforts and thoughts; how could I let these youngsters take it easily? Hahaha~” …

Downstream of Peace River, near the river to the town of Zhenze Wei, beyond the stretch that passes through the Wild Marsh.

From a few days ago, one after another large riverboat sailed down from the upstream, stopping less than a mile away from the riverbank.

They did not approach the riverbank, but just stayed there, as if they were gazing into the distance downstream.

In just a few days, the waters of Peace River near Zhenze Wei had gathered dozens of riverboats. They lay there like hibernating behemoths within the river, staring down Changning Wei, ready to burst out and bite ferociously at any moment.

On these riverboats, the flags of the Jiaolong Gang were unfurled without exception.

In the Peace River region, almost no one would fail to recognize these flags. In the howling river winds, these flags flew against the breeze, as if they were an invisible deterrence, brewing a sense of oppression like the calm before the storm.

Unnoticed, a mood of panic and unease began to spread.

The fishing boats and merchant ships that passed by on Peace River had become cautious and nervous, and even if forced to pass by the fleet, they would stay as far away as possible, wishing that the Jiaolong Gang wouldn’t notice them at all.

At the small port under Zhenze Wei’s jurisdiction, dockworkers loading and unloading goods, and the merchants coming and going, all consciously kept a much lower profile.

Due to the appearance of the Jiaolong Gang’s merchant ships, the business at the docks had deteriorated a lot these past days, with a growing trend of worsening. Many merchants preferred to lose some profit rather than conduct business under such conditions.

On the flagship of the Jiaolong Gang.

Long Wuji sat with legs apart as if riding a tall horse, pinching a small Qiankun wine pot, occasionally taking small swigs from it.

In the distance on the river, a solitary building ship was moored.

This building ship was also considered a giant riverboat, quite large in size, but compared to the Jiaolong Gang’s dozens of riverboats, it seemed lonely and vulnerable, as if it could be torn apart at any moment.

The flag of the Changning Wang Clan fluttered on the riverboat.

Wang Shizhao, the Junior Clan Leader of the Wang family, stood at the bow, calling out from afar, “Master Dragon, my grandfather has said that as long as you nod, he will personally come and take you to the Wang family as a guest.”

“Hahaha~~” Long Wuji laughed loudly in response, “Junior Clan Leader Shi Zhao, do take the trouble to go back and tell your grandfather. There are still five days left until our fifty-year appointment. When the time comes, there’s no need for Master Shouzhe to invite me, I, Long Wuji, will personally pay a visit.”

“Master Dragon, my grandfather has said…” Wang Shizhao once again urged a few sentences, but Long Wuji stood by his oral promise from years ago, firmly refusing to visit the Wang family ahead of time.

“Why must it be this way, why must it be this way.”

Wang Shizhao, helpless, could only leave sheepishly, commanding the riverboat to turn around and head back.

After the Wang family’s tower ship had left, Zhao Wuqing, curious, asked, “Foster father, since Master Shouzhe has already released signals of seeking peace, why don’t we just take the easy road? This way, you might also make Master Shouzhe feel goodwill, perhaps there’s still a chance for reconciliation.”

“Hmph!” Long Wuji downed a swig of wine, his eyes brimming with confidence as he said, “By doing so, would I, Long Wuji not become someone who breaks his word? That youngster Shouzhe is full of tricks, if I really went this time, maybe he would use this matter to spin stories, and I will never allow him to succeed.”

“Don’t worry, as long as I ‘communicate’ properly with Shouzhe, he will surely be touched by my ‘sincerity’, and become our brother again.”

“Foster father is mighty,” Zhao Wuqing admired endlessly.

“Hahaha~ Wuqing, you must understand a principle. In this world, there isn’t a corner that can’t be undermined, only shovels that don’t work hard enough,” Long Wuji laughed loudly, “In any case, whether he likes it or not, I’ve decided that Shouzhe will be my brother.”

Thereafter.

In the Wang family’s main residence, within Shouzhe’s study.

Wang Shizhao returned without success, quite uneasy. With his head lowered in helplessness, he relayed Long Wuji’s words verbatim to his grandfather.

“Grandfather, it’s Shizhao’s lack of ability,” said Wang Shizhao. “Please punish me, grandfather.”

“It doesn’t matter, you are not to blame for this,” Wang Shouzhe, leaning against the Taishi Chair and sipping his Spiritual Tea, said thoughtfully after hearing his words, “Long Wuji is someone whose father is the Prince of Yong’an, and his mother is the legitimate daughter from the only Second-Class Aristocratic Family of Da Qian, the Zhao Clan from An Duke’s Mansion. He has been highly indulged since childhood, headstrong and proud, unwilling to be restrained, and yet he values promises greatly, with a reputation for nobility. If possible, it’s far better to have such a person as a brother than as an enemy.”

Would Wang Shouzhe not investigate someone with whom he had a fifty-year agreement? The only doubt about him was that the legitimate daughter from An Duke’s Mansion had disappeared without a trace shortly after giving birth to Long Wuji.

This issue was one which both the Prince’s Mansion of Yong’an and An Duke’s Mansion kept tightly sealed, as if it had never occurred.

“Grandfather,” Wang Shizhao frowned slightly, puzzled. “But Long Wuji is of the same lineage as the Kang Commandery Prince, a natural ally. I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult to persuade him to switch sides.”

“Shizhao, you have to understand a principle, in this world, there isn’t a corner that can’t be undermined, only shovels that don’t work hard enough,” Wang Shouzhe smiled and said, “I believe in the power of sincerity to move hearts. As long as I reason with him and appeal to his emotions, I will surely be able to influence him.”

“… Grandfather, what you say makes so much sense.”

As Wang Shizhao looked at his grandfather’s smile, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of emptiness inside him. He always felt like what his grandfather said and what he truly thought might not be the same thing.

Before long, several days had passed in the blink of an eye.

On the day of the agreement, the Jiaolong Gang’s fleet swiftly set sail at a single command, majestically passing through Broken Dragon Gorge, directly advancing towards the Dingpu Ferry Terminal owned by the Wang family.

At the same time, the Divine Might Cannons at the Dingpu Ferry Terminal were all loaded with ammunition, ready to fire.

The great battle.

Was on the verge of erupting!

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