The Song Family accepted the respect given by Mr. Zhao and thereafter gave up many benefits in the prefectural city, retreating entirely to their ancestral home in Nanliu County. From a famous family in the prefecture, they became a county clan.
"For a hundred years, the Song Family would have no hope of rising again; there is Qi Fortune for individuals, and for families too."
Zhao Xing stood on the city wall, looking south; in the distance, a pillar of Qi Fortune's light was rapidly shrinking.
He did a quick calculation, concluding that the Song Family would find it difficult to achieve anything significant within a century.
"With just one word from me, I decided the fate of a family."
"Who can decide my fate?"
Zhao Xing looked up at the sky, putting away his thoughts, and set out with the Ritual Officer and the ceremonial team.
He stayed in the prefectural city for seven days, not entirely because of Zong Shichang's matter, but also because the procedures required it.
