Elder Lin sipped his tea silently. The aristocratic families had been plagued by deep-rooted maladies for years—corruption, exploitation, nepotism. Layer upon layer of mutual protection among families formed a vast web of intertwined interests, harboring rot and decay. Their decadence was already beyond repair.
The Yanyang Dynasty, burdened by this colossal entity, trudged forward. How much further could it go?
How much longer could this colossal entity hold up?
No destruction, no reconstruction!
"The Emperor wishes to implement reforms, but every step is fraught with difficulty—internally, the aristocratic families resist; externally, the military authority of the Marquis Mansion looms large," Elder Lin asked quietly. "Decades from now, do you wish for Abao to be trapped in this same predicament?"
Abao was the pet name of the Crown Prince's grandson.
The son of Lin Yushu.
