Still, Wang Shouzhe was merely venting.
If he truly dared entertain such thoughts, Imperial Prince An would probably have a reason to ignore state affairs altogether and come straight to Wang Shouzhe to fight him to the death.
Besides, strictly speaking, the Wang Clan's bloodline did contain some Wu Clan blood.
After all, when the Realm-Stabilizing Ducal Estate had been at the height of its power, marital alliances with the imperial family had naturally been unavoidable, and there had been no shortage of marriages with the direct line. As a branch of a branch, the Changning Wang Clan naturally could not escape such entanglements.
If one truly tried to trace it all in detail, it would be impossible to sort out.
Forget it, forget it!
Wang Shouzhe let out a deep sigh.
Serving an emperor like this was truly exhausting.
No, Imperial Prince An had also become increasingly finicky lately, complaining all day about how tired he was. Either he asked Wang Shouzhe to come out of retirement once more, or demanded that several more outstanding Wang Clan disciples be sent to assist him.
At present, his eldest son Wang Zongan was still presiding over the Dara Great Desert development project, while his eldest grandson Wang Shizhao and several exceptional younger disciples had also been dispatched to Guilong City to provide assistance.
Could that fellow be thinking of learning from Emperor Longchang and slacking off before he had even taken the throne?
Around the same time.
Outside the Wang Clan School.
After several expansions, Zhuwei Lake's waters now covered several times their original area. As one of the foundations of the Wang Clan's great Spirit Gathering Array, a high-grade water-element spirit vein had been buried beneath it.
Nourished by Primordial Water Spirit Qi, the aquatic plants along the shore