For the gifted scions of Shi State's great lineages, the best path forward was to enter the Major City Martial Academy.
Then, leveraging their Martial Academy status, they could gain a foothold in the major city.
After generations of such accumulation, one generation would eventually be able to lead its lineage into the major city.
Though the odds were pitifully small, it was still the hope of the state city lineages.
But in the end—
The hopes of this generation had been snuffed out by several major city lineages.
How could that not make them furious?
How could they not resent it?
But... they lacked the courage to resist.
Or rather, they lacked the ability to resist.
They could only bury their dissatisfaction in their hearts.
Wu Feitu and the others:
Day after day passed.
The drought grew increasingly severe.
More and more refugees poured into Shi State City.
The Princess's female official followed the methods Chu Qing had mentioned in his letters, constantly gathering up the refugees.
Then she had them work on infrastructure.
The Heads of the Houses had originally wanted to use these refugees to accomplish a few things as well.
But in the end—
The land reforms and the suppression from the major city lineages left them with no heart for it.
For a time, the female official was under enormous pressure.
Unable to handle the situation, she could only find several Third Limit experts and have them escort her overnight to the Imperial Capital to meet the Princess.
After learning of this, the Princess did not immediately offer a solution. Instead, she asked, "Where is Chu Qing?"
"What is he doing?"
The female official replied, "Mr. Chu is in seclusion."
"Apparently, he is attempting to forge Gold-grade skin and fur!"
The Princess frowned.
She paced