"Dad, what's going on in the village recently? Why do those villagers always whisper? Why do they look at us strangely?"

The village chief's son looked at him with confusion.

The village chief sighed, looked at his son with some disgust, shook his head and said, "How smart I am in my life? Why haven't you learned a little bit from me?"

The village chief's son said with a shame: "I... I reacted slowly."

The village chief looked at the distant sky and said lightly: "The sky is about to change."

The son looked at the clouds in the sky in wonder and said in confusion: "It's going to change? Why can't I see it? Isn't the sky pretty good?"

The village chief's son smiled bitterly and said, "What I said is the change of the weather, and we can't live like this now. From now on, we won't have to say the place."

The son looked at the village chief and said in wonder: "Why? Are we not the village chief?"

The village chief closed his eyes and said, "Village Chief, is the village chief very big? No matter how old the village chief is, it is not as big as the court. If the court wants to take over our village, what can I do as the village chief?"

The son said, "But, but...but you are the patriarch."

"However, the court can take care of our village. But they can't take care of the affairs of the tribe, right?"

The village chief smiled bitterly and said, "Your remarks are so naive. Haven't you seen this? The court also realized this, and it was clearly necessary to deal with me, the patriarch, and not let me manage things in the clan."

The son said, "That can't, that can't. Since ancient times, there has never been a court that can manage other people's housework. The affairs of the clan are our housework. If we don't let the court take charge of it, what can the court do?"

The village chief sneered: "What can the court do? Several nearby villages have killed several clan leaders."

"The things managed by the clan leader were all distributed by the villagers."

The village chief's son said angrily: "Those villagers are so stupid. They don't think about how long they can live without the protection of the clan?"

The patriarch nodded and said with emotion: "Yes, those villagers are really stupid. But... let them do whatever they want. Or many years later, they will regret it."

"Actually, I have realized over the years that we have no way to confront the court. We can only cooperate with the court and help the court do things."

"But this court is different from the previous court. The previous court was unable to do so, and his hands could not be stretched out so long, so the previous court needed us and we needed us to help them do things."

"But this court is different. This court has great ambitions and sufficient capabilities. We have become useless waste."

"So, they have to directly control these villagers, and we are not far from death."

The village chief's son was silent.

After a long time, he said to the village chief: "Is there no other way?"

The village chief thought for a while and said to his son: "There are other solutions, not without them."

"We take the initiative to surrender to the emperor, admit our mistakes, give up all our property, and live our lives honestly like those villagers."

The village chief's son said: "I don't want to. These properties are something we have worked hard to earn. Why should I do this?"

The village chief smiled: "In addition, there is another way."

The village chief's son asked curiously: "What is the solution?"

The village chief said: "We are not only village chiefs, but we are indeed ordinary people, but some people are not. I know that some court officials who have retired and returned home have also become village chiefs."

"I don't know if these village chiefs are fish and meat, but I know that these village chiefs are all talking about the same thing in the village, and their authority is greater than mine."

The village chief's son said, "But...so what? What does it have to do with us?"

The village chief smiled and said, "It has a lot to do with us. Think about it, the court wants to crack down on powerful forces, are these people angry or not? What will these people do after they get angry?"

The village chief's son thought for a while and said, "Will he rebel? Resist the court?"

The village chief shook his head: "No, they have no courage to resist the court. The only thing these people can do is to force the court to change their government orders and no longer deal with clan forces."

"You know, the court is not a monolithic piece, and it also has various forces. Only when you understand this principle can you be at ease."

The village chief's son shook his head and said with a confused look on his face: "I don't quite understand."

The village chief said: "You don't even understand this principle. How can you take over my class as the head of the patriarch in the future?"

The village chief's son said: "It is not certain how long this patriarch can be passed on in the future. Maybe next month, it will be banned by the court."

After hearing this, the village chief fell silent.

He pondered for a long time, then nodded: "Yes, maybe by next month, there will be no clan leader. All clans will be broken."

"But, try your best and do as much as you can."

"I'll tell you first, why I think we still have a chance."

The village chief's son nodded.

The village chief said: "The court is not a monolithic part, there are also different factions. Just like our village, although the same clan and origin and the same ancestor, there are also close and distant relatives among the villagers."

The village chief's son nodded and said, "I know this."

The village chief nodded with satisfaction: "It's good if you know this. If you know this, things will be much easier."

He thought for a while and then said, "I heard that in the court there was a person named Exiled Immortal."

The village chief's son said, "Yes, I have also heard of the exiled immortal Huaiguzi."

The village chief said, "This exiled immortal is said to have a bad relationship with many court officials. Everyone hates him so much that they itchy."

The village chief's son said in surprise: "No way? Why did I hear that the exiled immortal is very loved and respected? Almost everyone in the court is the most close friends of the exiled immortal."

The village chief laughed and said, "You must learn to distinguish the authenticity of the rumors. What the exiled immortal did has caused great losses to many court officials. Why do those court officials love and respect him? Why do they have to be friends with him?"

"For example, I am in charge of the entire tribe in the village, and I can be said to be of high authority. I don't hide it in front of us father and son. Over the years, I have used the position of village chief to gain a lot of benefits for our family."

"Look at the villagers, after seeing me, they all nodded and bowed, and were so polite. Do you think they really respect me and love me?"

"No, they respect me on the surface, but in fact they hope that I will die soon."

The village chief's son suddenly realized and said, "So, the court officials also hate the exiled immortals very much?"

The village chief hushed: "That's the truth. Are two people real friends? It depends on whether they have similar tempers and whether they have common interests. If all of these are true, then they are real friends."

The village chief's son said, "I understand."

The village chief said: "It is said that the policy of banning clans was proposed by the exiled immortals. That would be interesting. There must be many people in the court who opposed it."

"What will happen to these opposing people? Naturally, they will attack the exiled immortals. Because they are either the patriarchs of the clan or have a great relationship with those patriarchs."

"It can be said that the exiled immortal touched their interests and caused them to be damaged."

The village chief's son suddenly realized: "In other words, the court is in chaos now. Many people are attacking the exiled immortal. We just need to be patient and wait until the exiled immortal can't bear it anymore, and ask Your Majesty to take back his life. Will this matter be over?"

The village chief said, "If the exiled immortal is defeated, we can rest assured within hundreds of years."

The village chief's son said, "What if the exiled immortal wins?"

The village chief didn't say anything.

If the exiled immortal wins, their family will enter a state of endless doom.

The village chief dared not even think about such a situation, so he never imagined what consequences such a situation would bring to him.

He shook his head and said to his son, "Don't think about what happens if the banished immortal wins. It's useless to think about those things now. Now, let's do something within our ability."

"Don't let us die before the exiled immortal is defeated. That would be too unfair."

The village chief's son nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, it makes sense. But... what should we do?"

The village chief said: "Those two policemen are obviously here to support the villagers. As long as some villagers believe in them and attack us, we will not be able to stop them."

"So, we have to hold those two policemen so that they can't do anything. As long as we drag it for a month or two, the exiled immortal will undoubtedly be defeated. By then, our father and son can run rampant in the countryside again."

The village chief's son asked, "How should we hold them down?"

The village chief closed his eyes slightly.

He thought for a while and said to his son: "It's actually simple. Now you go find some people who are close to and trustworthy and who are completely loyal to us."

When the village chief said this, he looked up at his stupid son and thought about it for a moment. He felt that this stupid son might not be able to tell which people are reliable and which people are unreliable.

So he said to his son, "You just need to find my descendants. Then you divide these descendants into two batches."

"The first batch, choose some smart people and let these people help you think about how to control the mouths of villagers and prevent them from talking nonsense. How to control their hands and prevent them from acting rashly. How to control their hearts and prevent them from having the idea of ​​doing evil."

The village chief's son began to murmur with his fingers: "Control their hands, control their mouths, control their hearts..."

The village chief nodded and said to his son: "Then, you choose some stupid ones that can't do anything."

"You ask these people to follow the two policemen to see who they have contacted and who they have met. Then you follow them and threaten these people, so that they will not talk nonsense, otherwise they will destroy their families."

"When you have to, you can even kill the chicken to warn the monkey, give one or two disobedient colors to shock others."

The village chief's son reacted for a while and suddenly understood what his father said.

He nodded excitedly and said to his father: "I understand, I understand, it's such a good plan."

The village chief nodded and said with a smile: "It's good that you understand. If you understand, you'll feel at ease for your father."

The village chief's son left excitedly, while the village chief sat on the chair, becoming more and more worried: he didn't know how the city in Xianyang was going.

Gumai Village is indeed not far from Xianyang City, but the road is difficult. It often takes several days to enter the city once.

However... it seems that someone should really be sent to inquire. If something is wrong, you can go away early to avoid being killed.

Thinking of this, the village chief called a child from the clan.
To be continued...