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I speculated that they had diverted all the water from the Hutuo River for their own use, leaving us with only a tiny portion. Upon hearing this, Zhu Ji's expression turned grim. We must take it back! It was the only way for the fields in the village to be irrigated, giving the villagers a glimmer of hope. The rules of ancient life revolved around this principle.
This was not merely a reflection of a narrow-minded farmer's mentality. In reality, resources were limited; if we did not fight for them, they would be completely consumed by others. To survive, one had to struggle for every piece of land, every dwelling, and even every drop of water. Water sources, in particular, were fiercely contested by every household.
Even in today's era, disputes over water sources can lead to collective fights between villagers from different settlements. How much more so during the Eastern Han period? Fortunately, reason prevailed over emotion. Zhu Ji took a deep breath, suppressing the urge within him.
This situation could not be concluded based solely on Chu Yan's word, even if he was his own son. A thorough investigation was necessary to confirm the facts before deciding whether to challenge Zhao Family Village. Of course, this was also related to Zhao Family Village's formidable military strength. They might not initiate conflicts, but when challenged, they had never allowed their opponents to gain the upper hand.
It could be said that within a radius of several dozen miles, Zhao Family Village's reputation for bravery and martial prowess was second to none, rivaling even the renowned apricot blossom wine of Chu Village.
Otherwise, how could the Zhao Family have the qualifications to occupy this prime land by the Hutuo River?
If their strength were not formidable, it would be impossible for them to maintain such a position. If that were the case, relying solely on the power within the Chu Family would not be enough to contend with the Zhao Family; they would need to discuss a partnership with the Xiahou Family.
Zhu Ji thought to himself.
Then, he comforted Chu Yan, "Yan'er, you did well. For now, stay here and wait for me. I need to visit the Xiahou Family and discuss matters with the head of the family. After our discussion, we may send out more people for further investigation, and you can accompany us then."
Chu Yan respectfully replied, "Yes, Father."
Zhu Ji patted his shoulder again.
Chu Yan pouted slightly, "Father."
They arrived at the entrance of the Xiahou Family's grand residence. The reason the head of the family was not referred to as the clan leader was that the main bloodline of the Xiahou Family still existed and held significant influence. This branch often maintained contact with the main line and had not completely separated from them. Thus, it was customary to refer to them as the main family rather than a clan leader.
In contrast to the Chu Family, although they were descendants of a prominent family...
As time flowed on, the connection with ancestors had long been established, and he had become a solitary figure, also known as the Clan Leader.
"Master of the House, there are guests outside who wish to see you," announced the servant at the gate.
"Quickly go and welcome them in."
As the door swung open, Zhu Ji straightforwardly addressed Xiahou Xing, "Family Head Xiahou, I have an urgent matter to discuss with you."
"What is it that is so pressing?" Xiahou Xing inquired.
Without hesitation, Zhu Ji stated directly, "My child was strolling along the Hutuo River when he passed by Zhao Family Village and observed that their fields were abundantly irrigated. Our Hutuo River is nearly depleted now; I believe you understand what this implies."
He said no more, waiting for Xiahou Xing to grasp the underlying meaning.
Xiahou Xing quickly caught on. "Are you implying that the Zhao Family has diverted the flow of the Hutuo River and redirected its waters into their own fields?"
Zhu Ji cast a meaningful glance at Xiahou Xing. "This is merely my son's observation; we must not hastily blame the Zhao Family for this."
Xiahou Xing nodded in agreement. "What you say is indeed true."
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