An official glanced up at the sky, then said coldly, "Since Governor-General Fang humiliated and imprisoned Guan Yi and drove Bi Yuan to his death, his next spearpoint will surely be aimed at us! Sit quietly and watch? You may be able to, but I cannot!"
Everyone turned toward the official. He was Yan Wu, prefect of Taihe Prefecture.
They looked at Yan Wu, each harboring their own thoughts. Before Fang Yun arrived in Xiang Prefecture, the Revival Society had launched an anti-Qing incident in Taihe Prefecture. In the end, however, someone had framed the Revival Society, putting every member behind bars. Fang Yun had subsequently intervened and cleared their names.
Although Fang Yun had not identified Yan Wu as the Qing Official who had fanned the flames, everyone in officialdom could see what was happening. Fang Yun was dealing with the most deeply compromised Qing Officials one step at a time, and Yan Wu was certainly among those most likely to fall under his scrutiny in the coming months.
At this moment, Yan Wu could finally hold back no longer. He was ready to fight until the fish died and the net tore, rather than sit and await his doom.
Nie Changju remained composed. "The struggle over Xiang Prefecture will be long and drawn out. At the least, it will take more than a decade to decide the victor; at the most, several centuries. Why rush, Prefect Yan? Besides, all these years, there has always been one great opportunity."
Many officials nodded slightly. Nie Changju had already made his meaning clear: the Qing Officials' main strategy was to slowly wear down the Jing Kingdom's officials through internal strife in Xiang Prefecture. Waiting for the Qing Kingdom to rise and reclaim Xiang Prefecture was the proper course. As for that