One thing has different meanings in the eyes of different people. Some people will benefit from it, while others will naturally suffer from it.

So when a smile appears on the face of the beneficiary, you cannot ask those whose interests have been harmed to also be optimistic.

For example, when Gongsun Yang, the county magistrate, led a group of petty officials to measure the land in various villages, the hearts of the people in the villages who knew what they were about to get were full of expectations.

It's just that while these people are full of expectations, other people regard this incident as a precursor to danger.

In Yueyang City, in the Yu family's mansion, in the study room in the backyard.

It's still the same place, and it's still the same people, but the atmosphere in the room is a bit more depressing than before.

Time passed slowly by minute by second, and just when the depression was about to make people breathless, Pi Zhan, the head of the Pi family who was sitting a few tables below, suddenly raised his head.

With suppressed anger, he first looked at Sang Ping, the head of the Sang family sitting opposite, and what caught his eye was a face that was deep in thought;

His eyes moved upward a few degrees, and he looked at Yu Kai, the head of the Yu family, who was always the leader among the three, with another pair of solemn eyes.

After seeing all this in his eyes, Pi Zhan felt that he could no longer endure this depressing atmosphere, and he wanted to vent the depression in his heart to his heart's content.

"ah……"

A roar suddenly erupted in the room, and Pi Zhan stood up from his seat, sweeping all the bamboo slips on the desks in front of him to the ground with both hands.

Along with the crisp sounds one after another, two puzzled eyes all focused on him.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The sound of heavy breathing was particularly obvious at this moment, and his eyes shifted back and forth between Yu Kai above and Sang Ping opposite.

"Pizhan, are you crazy?"

"Yes, I'm crazy. I'm almost driven crazy by this depressing atmosphere."

Pointing to the scroll of bamboo slips that he just swept down, Pizhan looked straight at Yu Kai.

"Lixiang, Wangli, Sangxiang, Ping'anli..."

The names of villages one after another were mentioned by Pizhan, and without exception, these were the places Gongsun Yang had led the officials through in the past few days.

Whenever Pizhan mentioned a name, the expression on Yu Kai's face would become heavier, until the face was almost completely black, and then Pizhan stopped speaking.

After a brief silence, Pizhan said coldly: "In the past two months, Gongsun Yang has almost traveled all over Yueyang. I know exactly what he is going to do."

"Brother Yu, your resourcefulness has always been higher than mine. I don't believe you can't tell."

A sharp edge flashed in his eyes, and Pi Zhan's voice immediately became much louder, "Brother Yu, he is clearly wiping the long sword in his hand."

"Once that long sword develops its edge and sharpness, it will pierce our chests without hesitation. At that time, we will only have one end..."

"That is to die by Gongsun Yang's sword."

After saying these last words, Pi Zhan seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his whole body fell down.

After a loud "bang", Pi Zhan, who was hit on the seat, seemed to be full of exhaustion, and his breathing became extremely heavy in an instant.

His ears were filled with the sound of heavy breathing, but what he was thinking about was the current situation that he and others were facing now.

Slowly looking away from Pi Zhan, Yu Kai closed his eyes tightly, and tried hard to calm down his heart.

Gradually, all the scenes since Wei took over Liyang appeared clearly or vaguely in Yu Kai's mind.

After carefully going over all this in his mind, Yu Kai realized a somewhat sad fact for people like them.

Facing the current actions of Gongsun Yang and others, they don't have many means of resistance. If they don't want to become the meat of others, there is only one thing they can do.

Thinking of this, Yu Kai's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a sharp gaze.

However, this sharp edge only lasted for a moment, and soon it was suppressed by Yu Kai, hiding it deep in his eyes.

Looking at Pizhan, who was still breathing heavily and with an angry expression on his face, Yu Kai turned his eyes to the other side, to the figure he had always regarded as his think tank.

After staring at each other silently for a long time, Yu Kai opened his mouth and asked quietly: "Brother Sang, what do you think of the current situation?"

Yu Kai's question brought Sang Ping out of his thoughts. His eyes met Yu Kai's directly, but he never said a word.

Just when Yu Kai was about to ask again, Sang Ping's still calm words appeared in the room.

"Brother Yu, even now, I still say the same thing. The strength gap between us and Wei is really too great."

"Once the other party really breaks their skin, the ultimate loser will inevitably be us. What we should do at this moment is to wait patiently and make a decision before taking action."

After repeating his position, Sang Ping stopped speaking, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

After a few breaths, I heard him say with a somewhat suggestive tone: "Brother Yu, if we want to truly integrate into the Wei Kingdom, we must pay some price, otherwise..."

"What if Wei wants us to give up all our interests, or wants our lives?"

The cold words coming from the opposite side interrupted Sang Ping's words, followed immediately by Pizhan's cold eyes.

"I……"

After throwing out a rhetorical question, facing Sang Ping who hesitated to speak, Pi Zhan's eyes turned to Yu Kai above.

"Brother Yu, the danger is right in front of us now. If we fight hard, we may still have a chance to win;"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "If we continue to be patient, then we will never have a chance and can only wait helplessly for death."

Having reached this point, Pi Zhan no longer had any restraint, and the next moment he shouted out the truest thoughts in his heart with almost all his strength.

"Brother Yu, do it!"

This is the time to make a decision, should you give it a try, or should you hold back?

His brows furrowed at this moment, and ferocious veins were visible on his tightly clenched right fist.

"Brother Yu, there is a cliff ahead of you. If you take a wrong step, you may be shattered to pieces. Think twice!" Just before the other party made a decision, Sang Ping made a final effort.

Thoughts flowed in his heart, his eyes shifted between the two people, and finally Yu Kai's right hand was slowly released.

The sharpness hidden in his eyes was revealed again, and firm words appeared in the room.

"I have made up my mind, in three days..."

"Do it!"

…

"Drive, drive, drive..."

"Xu..."

Accompanied by the sound of a horse being controlled, a carriage slowly stopped in front of the Sang family's residence.

Gently tightening the reins in his hands and feeling the wheels that had stopped under his body, the charioteer turned around and shouted into the carriage: "Master, we are here."

Several breaths passed, half an hour passed, a quarter of an hour passed...

Until an extremely long time passed, and doubts arose in the heart of the driver. Sang Ping, who was always moving quickly in the carriage, still showed no sign of getting out of the car today.

With half worry and half confusion in his heart, the charioteer turned around again and shouted into the carriage: "Master, we are here."

"Oh oh oh..."

"I see."

This time, after a burst of sudden realization, Sang Ping's belated response rang out in the carriage.

A few more breaths passed, and under the eyes of the charioteer who was even more puzzled, Sang Ping slowly stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the mansion in front of him.

On the road from the gate to the study room in the backyard, Sang Ping usually walked very fast, but today he walked extremely slowly.

It took several times longer than usual for Sang Ping to reach the study room, and then he suddenly threw himself onto the seat where he was sitting after a few cases.

At this moment, his face was full of pessimism.

Sang Ping was not only pessimistic for himself, but also for his three families and even for the entire family who stayed in the land of Qindong.

Coming from the Qin State, it is destined that there will be a gap between them and the Wei State, and this is the main reason why it is difficult for them to integrate into the Wei State.

Now looking at what Gongsun Yang did in Yueyang, it can be seen that the Wei State wanted to take the land of Qindong away from these noble families and truly bring it under its own rule.

However, if the Wei State wants to do this, it will definitely affect the interests of the Qin Dong family. Sooner or later, this almost impossible to reconcile conflict between the two parties will completely break out.

If you want to keep this conflict within a controllable range, unless one of the parties can take the initiative to retreat and give up part of their own interests.

As a later saying goes, politics has always been the art of compromise.

But according to the current situation, it is obvious that Wei, which has an absolute advantage in strength, cannot make compromises.

In this case, the only party that can take the initiative to take a step back and eliminate this conflict is the Qin Dong family represented by the Yu, Pi, and Sang families.

But will these Qin Dong family really choose to compromise?

Regarding the answer to this question, after recalling the scene he had just witnessed, Sang Ping, the head of the Sang family, shook his head gently.

The Yu family, the Pi family, and even the Sang family are all large families that have lived and multiplied on this land since the time of Qin Mugong. How could they easily lower their arrogant heads and choose to compromise with an outsider like Wei?

With his thoughts flowing here, Sang Ping slowly stood up from his seat and walked to the door step by step.

Looking at the red sunset that fills the sky above the western horizon, I heard Sang Ping murmur to himself: "O wise ancestor, Sang Ping, a descendant of the Sang family, is praying here. How should I, the Sang family, deal with the approaching crisis?"

This prayer concerning the future destiny of the Sang family is not only asking the ancestors of the Sang family in the past generations, but it is also asking Sang Ping himself.

After saying this prayer for a long time, Sang Ping seemed to have made some decision, and a look of determination immediately appeared in his eyes.
To be continued...