Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1566 - 1565 Tragic Tragic_1

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Chapter 1566: Chapter 1565 Tragic Tragic_1

But the family wasn’t preparing to rebel, so why send people away? What are they aiming to do?

There was no trouble initially, but once you send people away, trouble may just arise!

This won’t do, that won’t do, oh what to do!

Could it be that the centuries-old legacy of the family will be buried in the hands of the Yang Family?

We can’t just sit around and wait to die!

With everyone in a state of panic, quite a few gathered in secret to discuss how to deal with the current situation.

Of course, the ones who could gather were all heads of the Aristocratic Families still considered first-rate; they weren’t paying attention to the smaller ones at the moment.

The bigger the Aristocratic Family, the more dirty laundry they have. With so many people involved, even the heads of these families can’t ensure everyone is clean, and they were quite overbearing in the former dynasty. Even after Daqi was established and they’ve restrained themselves, there have been many times when they’ve violated the "Daqi Laws."

With such actions, if one day Yang Wenxiao decides to hold them accountable, even if they are not wiped out, their family fortunes will surely decline completely.

What to do?

There are only two paths before them: either to rebel or to completely submit.

To rebel is truly a very difficult endeavor.

Yang Wenxiao has hundreds of thousands of Imperial Guards, troops led by him from the start, all loyal to his direct command, and not a single member of the Aristocratic Families had been able to infiltrate them over the years.

Without people inside the military, what could they use to rebel?

Moreover, Yang Wenxiao has something like a Divine Weapon – the bomb. Bombs were once just a legend, but their first public demonstration was during the suppression of the Shen Family’s rebellion, where many formidable figures were helpless against them. How could human bones ever be tougher than a Divine Weapon?

And then there’s the Divine Crossbow Team, a mysterious and legendary unit. Originally, it was a hundred of the Divine Crossbow Team members dispatched by Yang Wenxiao who fatally shot the elite members of the Tianlong Gang, severely damaging the gang’s vitality in an instant.

If they could deal with the Tianlong Gang’s elite that easily, let alone them.

Over the years, they have been secretly training their own undercover guards, but they are no match for the Divine Crossbow Team!

With no military, no bombs, no Divine Crossbows – what do they have to rebel with?

In the past, their influence spread far and wide, and a single command could completely paralyze Daqi’s regional governance, as almost all local officials were their people.

But now, Yang Wenxiao has nearly eradicated these people, and they have no leverage to pressure him!

Without the central military or local officials, what can they use to rebel with?

Over decades, Yang Wenxiao has painstakingly plucked their teeth and claws. They were once tigers that even the Royal family dare not provoke, baring their fangs and claws, but now, stripped of their teeth and claws, what can they do to fight against Yang Wenxiao?

After carefully analyzing their own strength against Yang Wenxiao’s, they quickly dismissed the thought of rebellion.

If they really did rebel, the chances of success were so slim as to be negligible.

If they can’t rebel, then they must truly submit.

Although they had submitted in the past, back then, each one of them was incredibly proud, regarding the Yang Family as uncivilized country bumpkins, not taking them seriously at all.

Now, this "country bumpkin" has become increasingly violent, and they, they can only truly submit...

Just the thought of it was so stifling.

Truly so stifling.

They were all heads of great Aristocratic Families with centuries of heritage, commanding unchallenged authority in the former dynasty, even making the Emperor yield to them. Yet now, they had fallen to such a state.

Miserable, miserable!