At the same time as Yue Xiaolin, Lu Jincai was also gloriously the one who became Wu Zheng's personal guard.

However, Lu Jincai took the initiative to ask. Even if Wu Zheng was not the prince, he was the instructor he wanted to follow the most.

Chi Erhan and Song An naturally couldn't ask for it, and would not stop it.

They were already worried that the two of them were leading the troops outside and lacked reliable and powerful people around them, so the young master's safety was not guaranteed.

Wu Zheng did not treat them badly, and promoted them to a hundred households each (after the military reform, the official positions of the Northern Expedition Army within the establishment had been changed into squads, platoons, battalions, etc., the general flag, a hundred households, and a thousand households were equivalent to military ranks).

Wu Zheng also formed a guard battalion around him, with a large organization, with three infantry companies in the first battalion plus a cavalry company and a cannon platoon, with a full 684 people.

The three of them stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun. As soon as they arrived at Beimen Bridge, they were stopped by a patrolling imperial guards.

A leading imperial guards and a hundred households pressed the hilt of the knife and shouted sternly: "Who do you, don't you know this is a forbidden area? It's true that they came to communicate with the rioters, right?"

Yue Xiaolin stepped forward and cursed, "I'm blind to your dog's eyes, this is..."

"I am the official to the minister Wu Yue, and was ordered to come to appease the people... This is a cabinet statement."

The hundred households of the Imperial Guards took the article and looked at Wu Zheng in confusion and said, "The six departments have only six teachers, except for the six departments, Lord Xu, Lord Zheng and Lord Yang, and have never heard of anyone with the surname Wu?"

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "I am a newly moved... I will not be able to enter the Prime Minister of the Military and Political Affairs of the People's Republic of China. I am a fellow townsman of the prince, so I will make up for the gap."

The Imperial Guards and Hundred Houses examined the writing, said "Oh", and smiled and bowed to Wu Zheng, saying, "It turns out that he is Lord Wu, his surname is Yuan, Yuan Chengli... If you can be with the prince, you will be lucky in your three lives."

The hundred households are the sixth rank, but the scholars are the seventh rank.

It is not surprising that hundreds of households give gifts to the ministers.

The censors of the Kedao inspected the six ministries, were in charge of attendants, advised, supplemented the shortcomings, picked up the relics, inspected the affairs of the six ministries and hundreds of officials, and even had the power to refute.

But this "refutation" refers not to the refutation of the decree and the orders of the court, but to seal and refute the violations in the main documents.

If it is to refute the decree and the imperial court orders, what else should the emperor and the cabinet do?

But even so, the power given to the staff is quite large. The so-called higher level of official position is not a saying.

Therefore, once the Baihu verified Wu Zheng’s identity, his attitude naturally became "gentle".

"The rioters were surrounded in the open space west of Yushi Street, and you can see it when you cross the street. Lord Wu, you only brought two of them. I am afraid there will be danger in entering. Otherwise, I will send a team of imperial guards to escort you in?"

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Yuan Baihu, no need. If you lead troops in, you may be hostile to the people, which would be contrary to the court's intention of appeasement... Besides, it was not dark at this time, and the imperial guards were patrolling everywhere, and I think nothing would happen."

Seeing that Wu Zheng was right, Yuan Baihu stopped insisting and waved his hand to make the soldiers make way.

Wu Zheng and the other two went to the Fish Market Street.

But Wu Zheng did not realize that his contemporaries may be useful to the public, but in the eyes of many people, it is simply a waste of time, and these hundred households are one of them.

At the beginning, the hundred households did not recognize him, but they just felt familiar.

No wonder, Wu Zheng, a person who is so powerful, enters the palace and doesn't remember others, and others will remember him.

I just didn't expect him to come in contempt and didn't remember it for a while.

But later, Baihu remembered it.

Watching Wu Zheng and the other two go away, the smile on the faces of Baihu gradually solidified.

He turned around and pulled a soldier to the side, muttered a few words in the soldier's ears, and the soldier immediately ran towards the southeast imperial city.

The southeast is the imperial city.

....

Fish Market Street, as the name suggests, is named after the fish market.

Jinxiang River under the North Gate Bridge leads to Xuanwu Lake, which supplies the daily fresh lake fish of the people of Yingtian Prefecture.

It is not dawn every morning, and fishing fires in the lake are all small boats for fishing and shrimps.

The boat was covered with morning mist and shook to the North Gate Bridge, and then it entered the city.

The people who were rushing to the new market also gathered from all directions to inspect and negotiate prices.

Once the popularity is high, it becomes a market over time.

Small fish scales, old houses with blue bricks, and old houses were sunk half a foot into the ground.

The atmosphere was dead silent.

The law does not punish the masses, which has existed since ancient times.

But when the imperial guards surrounded this ten-mile radius, the people began to be afraid.

They remembered the houses destroyed a few days ago, smashed utensils, several yamen lit up, and even killed and injured passers-by.

When people gather, they all think that the sky is the eldest and the second.

But once you calm down, it is inevitable that you will be afraid.

Of course, the people still insisted on it. First, they were in charge of the law. The money was corrupted by the government, and second, they were the people under the feet of the emperor. No one would worry that so many people would be ordered to be killed by the court.

As soon as I approached the street, I heard someone scolding.

"Dog X, the government army has sealed the Xianghe River these days, and fresh fish cannot be transported in. Liu Laosan's tavern is not only fried or boiled beans, but my mouth fades out of the birds...!"

There is an open-air tea stall on the side of the road, and it costs two cents to keep it full.

Don’t worry about what kind of tea you are using, basically you can’t see it because they are all sifted in the store’s bucket, and the waiter came out with a filling ceramic teapot.

Four or five shirtless men with sweat towels on their shoulders sat at a broken table that was only knee-high.

The one who spoke before was a thick man facing Wu Zheng and the other two, with a cheeky face. He had a scar on his face. It looked quite fresh. I guess it was left behind during the civil unrest a few days ago.

While cursing, he looked at Wu Zheng and the other two with fierce eyes.

Opposite the bearded man, a man with his back to Wu Zheng and the other two, looked much thinner. He said, "Yes, if you want to reason, we still have the right to reason. Which imperial court does this? Is there any reason for greed for the blood, sweat and money of our common people? Hey, Zheng Yijin, you are a meat seller, and you have faded from your mouth. Just looking for a piece of lard in the shop to wipe your mouth is better than us. Everyone says yes?"

Several people burst into laughter, without fear of being surrounded by officers and soldiers.

At this time, the bearded man named Zheng Yijin slowly stood up, pointed at Wu Zheng and the other two, shouting: "Hey... where did you three come from? But you know that this radius of ten miles has become a restricted area. Go back quickly and don't get into a lawsuit!"

When he shouted, the few around him turned around and looked.

Among them, the thin man who had just squeezed against Zheng Yijin stood up and looked at Wu Zheng and bowed to Wu Zheng and said, "Look at Xiao Lang's clothes, he should be a scholar from another place? Zheng Yijin is right, this place is a forbidden area... Hey, did you not meet the officers and soldiers when you came in?"
Chapter completed!