Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Chapter 862: Pick you up

Fengyang Mansion.

Magistrate and county government.

Prefect Jin Xuehai was full of surprise: "Is the news true?"

The master nodded.

"This is coming from the palace. It is absolutely true. Moreover, we also found out that the prince set out a few days ago and will arrive in a few days."

Jin Xuehai was overjoyed.

He was running in circles around the room excitedly.

"That's great, great. I've heard for a long time that Prince Jiaping will produce a lot of good things when he goes to a place to develop the local economy. I've been looking forward to him for a long time. I didn't expect that he would really give me hope. We're here!" Jin Xuehai clapped his hands and turned to the master and said, "Quick, immediately tell your men to keep an eye on the prince. Once they find traces of the prince, they will report it immediately. Also, let the officials and all the merchants in Fengyang, Prepare everything for me, and be ready for the prince to come at any time!"

He must make the prince forget about Fengyang and see the boundless scenery of Fengyang, so that the prince can give more advice to Fengyang and let Fengyang fly up the branch and become a phoenix.

By then, won't his political achievements as Fengyang magistrate come in a steady stream?

Once political achievements come, won't it be a matter of course to get promoted, get rich, and exchange for a wife?

It's simply not too beautiful.

While Jin Xuehai was having a sweet dream, Chu Ze and Li Xing were walking towards Fengyang at an extremely slow speed.

When they arrived at Fengyang, they saw a bunch of people standing outside Fengyang City Gate.

Men and women of all ages.

These people were all dressed up brightly and held colored silk in their hands.

On the left side of the crowd stood a drum band with colorful cloth tied around their waists.

Moving forward from the drum band, there was a group of gorgeously dressed people, as well as a few gentlemen in official uniforms.

These people stood at the city gate, looking forward eagerly.

Li Xing and Chu Ze emerged from the carriage.

"Pick you up?"

Li Xing asked.

Chu Ze stretched his neck, glanced at the crowd, then raised his eyebrows and pointed somewhere: "Look."

Li Xing followed Chu Ze's hand and looked over, only to see two people in the group holding two mahogany signs. The signs read "Fengyang officials and people, please welcome Prince Jiaping" in large characters.

Li Xing turned his head and looked at Chu Ze with a half-smile, and said, "Not bad, they knew you would come before anyone arrived."

This is interesting.

At best, Chu Ze is famous.

Before the people arrived, the reputation spread first.

If the worst is to be said, Fengyang officials were so bold that they secretly inquired about Chu Ze's whereabouts.

After all, Chu Ze had not dealt with anyone from the government along the way.

How did the Fengyang prefect get the news about his arrival?
Chu Ze suddenly laughed when he thought of this.

Not a good official?
That would be great.

Generally speaking, bad officials are rich.

Chu Ze happened to be short of money.

Just have him operated on.

Chu Ze jumped off the carriage.

As soon as he stood firm, the eyes of the officials on the opposite side suddenly lit up and they pointed in the direction of Chu Ze.

"Hey, it's coming!"

Then he heard an official on the opposite side waving his hands, beckoning the people to take action: "Quick, quick, quick, the prince is here, start playing and dancing!"

When Chu Ze heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and his joy was beyond words.

"Really, this Fengyang magistrate is quite flamboyant. Not bad, we like it."

Chu Ze took a step forward and was about to move forward when a man walked past him with a smile on his face. He opened his mouth and said a set of official words: "Oh, Mr. Jin is so polite. I have been to so many places. We Fengyang are the most sensible."

The official opposite came up with a smile on his face, as if he were meeting his ancestors.

"Jin Xuehai, the lower official, pays homage to Prince Jiaping."

He strode up to the visitor and took the lead in kneeling down. Others followed suit and knelt.

It was not until the man who claimed to be the king said "no courtesy" that everyone stood up.

With a flattering look on his face, Jin Xuehai said ingratiatingly: "It's good that the prince doesn't dislike it. Fengyang doesn't have anything good. I can only make some preparations. Please forgive me."

"Oh, this is already good..."

Chu Ze didn't listen to a word of what the man behind him said or what the group of greeters said.

He froze in place, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Was he dazzled?

He looked at the two plaques.

It's not dazzling, it just says "Welcome Prince Jiaping".

He is Prince Jiaping, right?

What's written above is also his title, right?

Then where did this person who calls himself the king come from? ? ?
It's impossible for someone else to be banned like him, right?
Thinking of this, Chu Ze subconsciously wanted to slap himself.

What are you thinking! How could he not know which princes there were in the entire Ming Dynasty?
Besides, why would the Emperor give the same title to two different princes?

Chu Ze was afraid of pain, so he raised his hand and put it down again.

The slap didn't stick in the end.

Not only him, Li Xing was also stunned.

He looked at the people in front of him who were chatting happily, and then at Chu Ze. He was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Isn't it Prince Jiaping who is the one?"

Chu Ze: "..."

The slap that had just been given up fell unceremoniously on Li Xing's arm.

"My brain is full of water. When we received the imperial edict, weren't you there? The edict officer spoke clearly. I am the 'Prince Jiaping'." Chu Ze raised his middle finger in disgust. After despising Li Xing, he looked at Li Xing again. The "Prince Jiaping" in front was full of confusion, "So, where did this Prince Jiaping come from?"

Li Xing couldn't answer this question.

He shook his head.

The people in front are ready to enter the city.

Chu Ze immediately pushed Li Xing and urged: "Hurry up, they are leaving, hurry up and catch up to see what is going on."

"Why are you chasing me? Can't you just show your identity?" Li Xing was pushed, his shoulder moved to the side deftly, avoiding Chu Ze's second push, and patted the shoulder Hui, the look of disgust is very obvious.

Normally, Chu Ze would have to talk to him no matter what.

But things are different today.

Chu Ze said: "That won't work. This person is pretending to be us, and he might want to do something. We have to find out first. And..."

Chu Ze didn’t say anything else.

He just looked at the backs of Jin Xuehai and others leaving, and sneered twice.

Li Xing looked at Chu Ze's calculating face and suddenly felt a chill all over.

I don't know what this person is planning.

The Fengyang prefect in front is probably going to be in trouble.

But he deserved it.

Who told him to pick up the wrong person and bring back an impostor?

"Sure, I'll go find out for you." Li Xing said, "When I find out, where can I find you?"

“The best inn in the city.”