Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 120 3 Zibo Prefecture Governor

Wang Changxun was born into the Wang family of Langya, which was known as the world's number one aristocratic family. The Wang family passed down Confucianism from generation to generation.

In today's world, the Wang family is the backbone of Confucianism.

Wang Changxun was an unremarkable figure among his generation.

Because he was not interested in officialdom, he entered the government very late.

Otherwise, with his ability, he would be able to enter the core of any human country at the age of forty.

With the support of his family, Wang Changxun was able to live a carefree first half of his life.

He could have spent his whole life enjoying the mountains and rivers, but the world was in chaos for a hundred years, Confucianism gradually declined, and he had to serve as an official.

Wang Changxun was grateful for his roots and for the sake of his family, he plunged into the big dye vat of officialdom.

Wang Changxun, who is over fifty years old, clenched his right fist, pressed it against his temple, and closed his eyes to rest.

The eyes have rested, but the brain hasn't.

Because of Ma Zhongtong's trip, the governor smelled a special "smell".

The second master of the Ma family, Mr. Fire Dragon, a master of martial arts and respected by everyone in the martial arts world.

He represented the Marquis' Mansion with great fanfare and frequently visited the major noble families in Dongshan Road and officials along the way.

The whereabouts of that marquis have been mysterious recently, coupled with the movements of Princess Yuehua and the capital.

The State of Liang may be facing turmoil.

The arrival of Ma Zhongtong will surely stir up an undercurrent in the originally peaceful Sanzi Prefecture.

This undercurrent may ferment into a huge wave at any time.

Wang Changxun's thoughts rose and fell with the rhythm of the sedan bearers.

He was deducing that after the storm in Liang State, no matter who the winner was, what impact would it have on the three Zibo states.

As the governor of the state, he doesn't know which path to take and whose side to stand on.

Under the rule of Wang Changxun, the three Zibo prefectures prospered and the government was in good order and the people were harmonious.

What Wang Changxun wants to see most is to maintain the current situation and continue to develop.

There is a Duke of Qi and a General Weidong in Sanzi Prefecture. No matter what role they play in this storm, Wang Changxun is confident in dealing with it.

This is Wang Changxun’s confidence.

However, what was beyond his control, or rather, what Wang Changxun was afraid of, was that academy - Jixia Academy.

——In the study of the governor’s mansion.

Wang Changxun pinched his brows with two fingers, having just read the news from his family.

His family's attitude made him feel a little powerless for the first time in his nearly ten years as an official.

The tea on the table was warm. Mrs. Tu, who had been with Wang Changxun day and night for decades, could always calculate exactly when Wang Changxun would go to drink that cup of tea.

The moment Wang Changxun put the teacup on the desk, Mrs. Tu walked slowly into the study and reminded him softly.

"Husband, it's time to rest."

Wang Changxun saw that his wife was tired, which was rare for her on ordinary days.

So he spoke to comfort her.

"I had intended to meet the Second Master of the Ma Family in person, but I was forced to do so. It's really troublesome for Madam."

Mrs. Wang was touched.

"Sharing my husband's worries is my job, so it's not hard work.

But there is one thing I don't understand, could you please explain it to me?"

Wang Changxun leaned back in his chair.

"What can't be asked between husband and wife?"

Mrs. Wang gently pinched Wang Changxun's shoulders and whispered.

"The Second Master of the Ma family indulges himself in the martial arts world and is honest and straightforward by nature. Isn't that exactly what you, my husband, long for?

Since he wants to make friends with me, why does my husband avoid meeting him and instead ask me to come forward?"

Wang Changxun gently patted his wife's hand, indicating that she didn't need to massage his shoulders anymore.

"Madam, you've worked hard today. Please take a seat."

He stood up and walked to the window, opened it, and felt the slightly cool evening breeze. He said:

"Ma Zhongtong is a great master, and I have had a long-standing friendship with him.

If he ever comes to Sanzi Prefecture, I will drink with him and get him drunk.

However, this time he was traveling on behalf of the Ma family, not himself.

Mr. Huolong, who is well-known in the martial arts world, has to lower his posture for the sake of his family and run around among us who are full of calculations. It is really difficult for him.

Perhaps this is his helplessness."

At this moment, Wang Changxun seemed to have some empathy with Ma Zhongtong and also sighed helplessly.

He exchanged glances with his wife, who was sitting quietly beside him, then put away his helpless expression and continued:

“Before Ma Zhongtong arrived in Sanzi Prefecture, I received news from my cousin.

The family also began to take action.

Before this, Jingji, Guanlong, Xiangzhou and Yanzhou had also made corresponding preparations.

Our queen has been very active recently.

Maybe it’s time to take sides.”

'It's time to take sides.'

Even Mrs. Wang, who didn't understand politics, understood the meaning of this sentence.

Her eyes flickered. This was not something a woman like her should hear.

But she resisted the urge to interrupt Wang Changling and continued to listen quietly.

"Our Wang family is the leader of the Confucian scholars in the world, and the King of Wu of Liang was accepted as a closed disciple by my uncle.

Ma Botong, the Marquis of Qingshui, once studied under the Martial Saint at the Jixia Academy and was a true disciple of the military strategist.

At the same time, he was also the brother-in-law of King Xiang.

In the final analysis, the State of Liang was about to start "fighting".

A struggle for orthodoxy, a struggle for rights, a struggle for interests.

I didn't meet Ma Zhongtong, but asked you to welcome him.

This shows that I have a different stance from him and it is inconvenient for us to meet.

At the same time, I also expressed my personal willingness to become close friends with him."

Mrs. Wang heard too much information. She wisely discarded the important secrets and chose the answers she wanted to hear.

"No wonder Mr. Ma called me sister-in-law and asked me to give his regards to your brother."

A hint of joy flashed across Wang Changling's eyes, and then he regained his composure.

"Madam, you've worked hard all day, and now you have to listen to me nagging endlessly. It's really..."

"Husband."

This time, Mrs. Wang interrupted Wang Changxun decisively.

"I come from humble origins, with limited knowledge, but I know how little I can do to help my husband.

I am content to be able to share my husband's worries in some small matters."

Wang Changxun looked at his wife, with whom he had shared joys and sorrows for decades, and felt deeply moved.

He stepped forward and helped his wife up. "It's getting late. Please go to bed."

——In the capital of Liang State, the hazy moonlight covered the huge imperial palace with a layer of yellow gauze.

The lights in the queen's bedroom were bright.

The female official Lu Qi helped Empress Lu Zhi change her clothes, and reported the news received today in a low voice.

"My Lady, after the major families took action one after another, the Hundred Families behind the scenes also took action.

People have entered the Jixia Academy, Yujing Academy, Bailudong, etc.

However, the most active ones were the court officials who had close ties with several princes.

The chess pieces deployed by the major families, such as the Qingshui Marquisate, the Langya Wang family, the Guanlong Wang family, and the Qinghe Cui family, have begun to move...

Lu Zhi changed into a plain dress. Lu Qi had just finished talking about the summary of today's news and respectfully stepped aside.

She was wearing plain clothes and her black hair hung down naturally.

There is no trace of time on her face without any makeup.

She walks barefoot in the spotless palace. Although every step shows the charm of a mature woman, every step makes people dare not look directly at her.

That natural aura of a superior is a gift from heaven.

Lu Zhi opened her red lips slightly.

"How's it going at Nestle?"

Lu Qi bowed and answered.

"Liu Zefeng has already begun rebuilding. He has already grasped the whereabouts of Sun Junyang, Meng Hao, Shi Xiao and others. Your Majesty, what do you think?"

"They're just a few pieces of junk. Let's make the best use of them."

"Yes~"