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Chapter 1063 Burying Jingzhou

Buried in Jingzhou!
As one of the eight prefectures of Zhili, and a vital strategic location guarding the capital, it possesses natural geographical advantages.

Throughout history, those who guarded this area and served as governors were all trusted ministers of the emperor.

The governor of Jingzhou in the contemporary era was no exception. He was an old friend of the feudal lord before he ascended the throne. They had studied together and practiced martial arts under the same roof. Therefore, none of the other feudal lords' important ministers could compare with him.

At this turbulent time, bad news came from all directions and reached the ears of the governor of Maijing Prefecture.

The feudal lord's position was precarious, and he was facing widespread condemnation. Undercurrents were stirring in various prefectures and cities.

"The eighteen families of ancestors, hehe, back then it was the times that created heroes, allowing you to steal the title of supporting the lord."

"In this era where no martial saint has emerged, strength reigns supreme. We, the loyal ministers who support the feudal lords, will not stand for this. Who among you dares to depose the feudal lords and establish a new emperor?"

Inside the solemn governor's palace, the governor's sons, advisors, and other confidants were all present, their faces serious.

War is about to break out, and it's going to be a full-scale war!
The powerful families put pressure on them repeatedly, and those who stood with the feudal lords felt the pressure coming from all sides.

The governor of Jingzhou was loyal to the feudal lord and refused to yield an inch. During this time, the major cities and sects in the prefecture were fighting for their own side, and his territory was already showing signs of division.

Not to mention that Maijingzhou is located on a vital route, a key thoroughfare to the capital city. External forces wanting to enter the capital city must pass through here, so it cannot be said to be insignificant.

"Pass on my orders: Zhou Daqian, the heir of the Western Branch of the Zhou Clan of the Left Mansion, is about to lead his men into the capital. You must stop him. If necessary, kill him!"

The Zhou family of the Left Prefecture of Dijing was one of the eighteen ancestral families and the initiator of the movement to abolish the feudal lords and establish a new emperor.

Therefore, the primary task of the feudal lords' camp was to weaken the power of the eighteen early peoples, who were aristocratic families, by launching attacks from multiple directions.

"Your son requests to fight!"

The eldest son of the governor of Jingzhou, who was also one of the companions of the Five Gentlemen, volunteered upon hearing the news.

He is a Human Sect level expert, and his personal guard has several Grandmaster level experts, making his overall strength quite considerable.

Mai Jingzhou nodded. "I trust you to handle things. Go ahead!"

At this moment, someone came to report that the young master Wu Linbei had returned from another place with his followers.

Governor Mai Jing waved his hand and said, "Make room for him in a separate courtyard for guests. If he still wants to see me, turn him down and say that I am too busy to see him."

He then nodded to one of his advisors, "He's away in another region, raising assassins and accumulating some power. You can use him now!"

He emphasized one point: "Keep an eye on him. If Wulinbei shows any disloyalty, let him leave with dignity, lest he tarnish the family's reputation."

The advisor cupped his hands in a gesture of respect. He was also at the Human Sect realm, and monitoring a concubine's son of the Strong Martial level was a piece of cake for him.

"Father, wait for my news!"

The eldest son bowed to the governor of Maijing Prefecture, his heart filled with pride.

Originally, the fifth prince he was assisting was vying for the position of crown prince with his other brothers, and their greatest enemy was a great gentleman of the Heavenly Sect level.

However, the Putuo Prefecture Incident occurred, the great gentleman fell, the situation changed drastically, and even the position of the feudal lord was in jeopardy.

Now the gentlemen in the capital stopped fighting amongst themselves and joined forces to help the feudal lord suppress the rebellious noble families.

Throughout history, shared interests and common goals have been the most powerful tool for uniting people.

The younger brother of the Prefect of Maijing Prefecture thought to himself that there was no need to show mercy to Zhou Daqian; he should kill him outright, slaughter his followers, and stage the scene to appear as if the Zhou Clan's Eastern Branch had launched the attack. The internal strife between the Eastern and Western Zhou Clans was long-standing, and this opportunity would incite infighting, severely damaging the eighteen aristocratic families. As for the Martial Arts Stele…

The legitimate son smiled contemptuously. He still remembered the way she held the ashes, tears welling up in her eyes as she suppressed her anger. How much trouble could a mere bastard born of a lowly woman cause?
"Cough cough cough, this dust is too much, is it even habitable?"

Complaints came from not far away, but were immediately stopped by his companion He Zhi, who said, "Keep your voice down, this is the patriarch's main residence, don't cause trouble."

Then someone tried to smooth things over, saying, "The place is quite big and not dilapidated; at least it can provide shelter from the wind and rain."

Some people harbored resentment and muttered under their breath, "We've been living the high life with the head of the family, when have we ever suffered such humiliation? We came all this way to help, only to be treated like freeloaders. Bah!"

The sounds, whether loud or soft, near or far, reached Wu Linbei's ears. He placed a soft sword on his knees and sat on a large rock in the courtyard with a calm expression.

The boy, carrying a wooden pole and chewing on a grass root, asked him, "What are you planning to do?"

The advisors of the governor of Jingzhou just came by and declined his sincere request to see his father, saying that now is a time when people are needed and asking him to rest for a few days before he will be assigned to another post.

It's obvious they're using him and his elite troops as cannon fodder.

"call!"

Wu Linbei sighed, still treating him like a human being as always!
He told the boy, "My informant said that the good elder brother, the governor's most favored eldest son, has led his personal guards to ambush and kill the Prince of Nanchen who has entered the capital. Zhou Daqian."

"Hmm, someone of your status has informants in your own home?"

The boy was quite surprised, crossed his legs, and pressed him for details, "Tell me more!"

"It is not difficult to bribe informants. Just treat people as human beings, give them generous gifts and favors, and rescue them from danger."

Wu Linbei explained, "Precisely because I don't live like a human being, I understand even better what those people need."

"The governor's mansion lacks nothing, except for servants as lowly as dirt, and these people have the best information channels."

He sighed, “There’s a saying in the Heart Demon Ring that’s right: everyone pursues great power, but they overlook the countless ordinary people. Of all the great powers in the world, the power of the people is the greatest.”

"Isn't it said that he who wins the hearts of the people wins the world?"

The boy asked a question.

"Wrong. It is the people who win the power of the people who win the world. Winning the hearts of the people comes first. Only when people are willing can they exert their strength. Often, at the end of a dynasty, they kill the goose that lays the golden eggs and exploit the people to maintain their power for a long time. But when they lose the hearts of the people, they can no longer squeeze out any more power and their opponents will win it over, leading to their eventual downfall."

Upon hearing this, the young man solemnly stood up, straightened his clothes and sleeves, and respectfully bowed to the Martial Arts Monument.

"This bow is a supreme act of submission to the inner demon ring."

He then grasped the wooden stick, smiling and revealing his white teeth. "I've decided. The first thing I'll do when I enter the capital is kill the Heart Demon Ring. I won't feel at ease until I kill such a powerful and terrifying enemy!"

A moment later, Wu Linbei revealed his plan.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; this time, I'm going to be the oriole!"

"My dear elder brother underestimated the enemy and acted rashly, dying at the hands of Zhou Daqian. This exposed the governor's conspiracy, incurring the revenge of the eighteen aristocratic families, resulting in his disgrace, death, and extermination. What do you think of this?"

The martial arts monument gently stroked its soft sword, expressing its plans for the future word by word.

The boy's smile widened even more, and he commented, "Not bad!"

(End of this chapter)