The reason Wang Xuan had used the situation in Qingzhou as an example was to tell everyone that even if all the great clans were slaughtered, the result would merely be a situation similar to Qingzhou's. Though there would be some losses, it would actually be easier to govern.
Forget four years—even if it took ten years, as long as the three provinces could be made like Qingzhou, Liu Bei would have the ability to swallow the realm whole.
Therefore, there was no need to fear people choosing to resist or cause trouble. That might not necessarily be a bad thing.
It was only because Wang Xuan had to consider the ever-growing number of civil and military officials under Liu Bei that he had chosen to restrain himself somewhat.
The families of humble origins were also a kind of great clan, except that they had once fallen into decline. For example, Bu Zhi's ancestors had held the title of Marquis of Huaiyin. The Pei Clan and Xun Clan went without saying. As Liu Bei's power grew step by step, more and more people joined them, and new great clans would inevitably take shape. It would basically be impossible to enter Qingzhou in the same way again.
Even if Wang Xuan himself did not care, he still had to consider the Mi Family. Well... the Bu Family, too.
What he had said today was merely to warn the great clans of the three provinces through everyone's mouths. Ever since entering Ye City, Wang Xuan had discovered that these great clans, through their tangled relationships, had basically found everyone under Liu Bei and approached them to plead their case. Even Mi Zhu had not escaped. Over the past two days, they had been deliberately or inadvertently sounding him out.
As for his