Duke of Liang stepped in, clearly indicating a poor relationship between the two sides on regular days.
Xu Yuelong and Yang Dongxiong referred to each other as uncle and nephew, and being Yang Dongxiong's direct disciple, Liang Qu naturally carried the label of Duke of Wei's lineage, something he could never wash away no matter what.
However, Liang Qu didn't care.
There were gains and loses, and at least in the Fishing Tax Office, he could get on stage.
Many people never even had the chance to get on stage in their whole lives, whether they sang well or poorly, nobody cared.
The bobber sank slightly. Xu Yuelong gave a gentle flick of the rod, and then there was no then.
The fish didn't bite.
Xu Yuelong wasn't embarrassed, and continued, "Do you think it's just a feud between the vice and deputy prefectural governors?"
"More than that?"
"More than that," Xu Yuelong shook his head, "Do you know how your teacher's second son died?"
"I don't know."
