Establishing Prestige

In the eyes of the local gentry, even though Ming Zhiyan was the Emperor's nephew, it was still impossible for him to suppress them in Shifeng County, which was far away from the Capital.

Early in the morning, the gentry came to the government office under the lead of the head of the Jia Clan, the number one aristocratic family in Shifeng County.

As soon as they arrived, they put on an imposing manner.

"Sir, we know that you came to Shifeng County to make a difference, so that you can return to the Capital and be promoted. However, if you want to make a contribution, you can't harm our interests, right? How many generations have our families lived in Shifeng County? You can't just drive us out the moment you arrive, right?"

The Jia Clan leader was a fat man in his fifties. Seeing Ming Zhiyan was so young, he did not respect him in the slightest. Even when he was asking for peace, he still put on the airs of an elder.