When Prince Zhan and his entourage arrived at the border of Wenwen City, it was as if the scene in Wencheng had changed. There was no sign of any resistance from the local forces. It was all quiet and peaceful. How could they still see the people who were lobbying and proclaiming that the Tian Sheng Emperor had no intentions to go to court? Everyone on the streets praised the Tian Sheng Emperor for his brilliance and the might of the Prince Zhan. Where could one find anyone who was not satisfied with how far the borders of the Shangjing were away from the Shangjing city? The commoners all lamented that it was all thanks to the Prince Zhan spending eight years of war to exchange for peace and development.
As a result, when the Prince Zhan's army reached the city gates of Wencheng, other than the elderly, the weak, and the handicapped, almost all of the citizens in the city lined up neatly on both sides of the road to welcome the arrival of the Prince Zhan.
Prince Zhan looked at the densely packed crowd around him. He was a little unhappy, but he did not show it on his face. The Prince Zhan rode a jujube red war horse and rode at the front of the road. Looking at the somewhat dilapidated and desolate Wencheng, he frowned slightly. The Prince Zhan accidentally lowered his eyes to look at the crowd below him. The hair of every child was a little yellow in colour, and even the young and robust men and women did not have much redness on their faces.
"Call the City Lord of Wencheng to come see me." Prince Zhan's face seemed to be covered with a layer of cold air as he instructed Zi Ye with a calm voice.
"Yes," Zi Ye respectfully replied.
Half an hour later, the Duke of Wen City knelt in a courtyard with a trembling body. The Prince Zhan, on the other hand, sat in his study room with a solemn expression.
"Let him in." Prince Zhan's voice was filled with ice-cold orders, and as she spoke, she didn't even raise her head to look at Zi Ye.
Hearing the order, Zi Ye went out to take the City Lord into his study.
The City Lord of Wencheng tremblingly knelt on the ground again, "I …" This official pays his respects to Prince Zhang. " It was unknown if it was due to nervousness or fear, but City Lord Wen's voice was trembling uncontrollably.
Hearing these words, the Prince Zhan also did not say anything, neither did he say anything nor did he raise his head to look at the Duke of Wen City. The Duke of Wen Cheng was still trembling as he knelt on the ground. The Prince Zhan was also still cold as he flipped through the government records in his hands.
Suddenly, Prince Zhan put down the book in his hand, and his face darkened as he looked at the Duke of Wen Cheng kneeling on the ground. "I've only walked for three years, how did Wen Cheng become like this?"
Sweat instantly appeared on the forehead of the City Lord of Wenwen City. He fiercely lowered his head, feigned calmness and said, "Reply …" Reporting to the Prince, there have been many natural disasters and man-made disasters at the border for the past few years. Not only Wencheng, the Zi City and the Yuan City beside it were all barren and desolate, and the citizens of the city enjoyed their life and did not like to work. "This official is also powerless …"
Slowly, the corners of the Prince Zhan's mouth curled up. The City Lord of Wencheng thought that Prince Zhan was satisfied with his answer and loosened up on the surface, but he did not expect that the Prince Zhan would coldly say, "Your ability to take down responsibilities is not bad practice."
When Zi Ye heard this, he felt that his own prince had become influenced more and more by the Miss Nangong and could now speak more and more. He couldn't help but give Prince Zhan a good praise with his eyes.
However, the Prince Zhan did not seem to see it and did not give Zi Ye any response. Zi Ye was already used to it, and the one who gave a response was not his own master.
"Go back and instruct the city lords of the ten nearby cities to come see me tomorrow." Prince Zhan was a little tired, he immediately had the intention of chasing her away.
It was as if the City Lord of Wenwen City had escaped a calamity. Trembling, he was about to stand up, but he discovered that his legs were too weak to get up. When they were in an awkward situation, Zi Ye walked over with large strides, as if he was very experienced, and carried the City Lord out.
"Your psychological qualities are pretty good." Zi Ye teased the City Lord.
That City Lord of Wenwen City was suddenly confused by Zi Ye's words. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Zi Ye, not understanding what he meant.
"Many people fainted from fright when they saw my prince." Zi Ye said with a smile, as if praising the City Lord for being someone who had seen the world and had done great things.
Hearing these words, the Duke of Wen City's face relaxed, and his body couldn't help but straighten a little, "Thank you, Guard Ye, for your praise."
"My prince is not a bad person, the outside world only has a lot of misunderstandings towards him. He is only a little ruthless towards those great evildoers, those corruption and malfeasance, and he was always the one who raised his blade and dropped his head in an instant."
Although Zi Ye's voice was soft, each and every word could still be heard clearly. With these words, the Duke of Wen City immediately fainted away.
Zi Ye suddenly felt the weight in his hands become heavier. He lowered his head to look and it really was the Duke of Wen City who fainted. Zi Ye disdainfully grabbed his collar and dragged him away. "What a waste of time." Zi Ye added in a disdainful tone.
"Throw him out and send people to investigate the background of these ten city lords. Make a detailed list of all the things that they have done in the past few years and send them to their residence at night." And get someone to secretly investigate if there are any traces of the remnants of the previous dynasty's unrest at the border over the past few months. " It was unknown when Prince Zhan was standing in front of the door of the study, as she lightly looked at Zi Ye and instructed.
"Yes." After saying that, Zi Ye directly threw the Duke of Wen City out, and left to do his own work.
That night, not only Wenwen, Zicheng, and Yuan City, but even the seven small cities around them all received letters sent by the people sent by the Prince Zhan.
He opened the envelope and there were two pieces of paper inside. One piece of paper recorded all the expenses of the City Lord's Mansion for the past three years. The other piece of paper said, "Go to Prince Zhan tomorrow morning and wait there."
Extremely terrified, the ten City Lords who received the letter found it difficult to fall asleep. The ten of them never thought that even though they had done it so cleanly and covertly, they still could not escape the Prince Zhan's eyes.
none of the ten could come up with any countermeasures. It was also because Prince Zhan was not an ordinary person, so how could they possibly deceive him?
Some of the City Lords who were quite far away, upon receiving the letter, shakily packed up their things and left. Others who were close by decided to sleep for a night before setting off.
However, how could he sleep so soundly? They all packed up and set off on their way.
Thus, when the time was right, a row of people knelt on the open ground outside the manor where the Prince Zhan resided. On the other hand, everyone was quiet and didn't talk or look around. They just knelt at the entrance without making a single sound.
In the middle of the morning, the servant in charge of purchasing for a day opened the door and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a row of people kneeling there like zombies. He was so frightened that he slammed the door shut again.
After closing the door, he calmed himself down and realized that the person kneeling outside the door should be the ten city lords whom he had summoned today, who slowly opened the door and respectfully greeted them, "Greetings to all my lords". Although the row of people kneeling had gloomy expressions on their faces, they still loosened their expressions and responded.