In the governor's mansion.
Wang County Governor Wang Qianhe, who was frowning and dealing with today's official duties, suddenly received a greeting card.
Prince Yun, who was passing through Nanyang County, actually wanted to visit him tomorrow, which immediately surprised him.
He had nothing to do with Prince Yun. He had even received the news of Prince Yun's arrival a long time ago. In order to avoid contact with him, he stayed in the county magistrate's office all day to handle official duties.
Logically speaking, seeing his attitude, King Yun should be able to understand that he didn't want to have contact with him.
The two parties were at peace with each other, and he continued to be his governor, while King Yun continued to return to the capital after a short rest.
Everything is so beautiful and harmonious!
But I didn't expect that King Yun not only didn't distance himself from me today, but also took the initiative to pay homage to me. Isn't this too abnormal?
Immediately, Wang Qianhe summoned a subordinate and asked him to inquire about all the traces and actions of King Yun in Nanyang City today.
Soon, the inquiring men came back.
Except for the normal stay in the city, there was nothing unusual about Prince Yun and his entourage. Except that tonight Prince Yun seemed to be hit by a woman, and the woman was being chased by several strong men, so she rushed in in a panic. In the arms of His Royal Highness King Yun.
After listening to the report from his subordinates, Wang Qianhe's brows suddenly furrowed deeper.
How abnormal! It's so abnormal. There must be something he doesn't know, otherwise King Yun wouldn't look like a fool! ?
With such a mood, Wang Qianhe listened carefully to his subordinates telling them all what happened to King Yun in Nanyang County today.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on the woman who collided with Prince Yun.
"What is the origin of that woman? Have you found out?"
Wang Qianhe asked.
The subordinate paused after hearing this, and then whispered back: "My lord, it's Liu Yiran, one of the three top names in Xiangfeng Tower."
"Liu Yiran?!"
As soon as he heard this familiar name, Wang Qianhe's eyes widened immediately. An unpleasant feeling came to his heart, and he asked in disbelief.
"Is it Liu Yiran from Xiangfeng Tower?"
The men nodded.
"Is it the Liu Yiran that Ping'er often goes to take care of?!"
The subordinate nodded again.
Snap!
The brush in his hand fell on the table with a clatter, and the ink stained on the tip of the brush instantly smeared on the paper, obscuring the official document in front of him and making everything unclear.
But at this moment, Wang Qianhe can no longer control that much.
He was praying desperately in his heart that this incident must not be related to that stupid thing in his family!
But he did not stop there, but continued to ask his subordinates: "Where is this woman?
Where did this woman go in the end? "
The subordinate answered honestly: "Go back to the county guard, I have been taken away by King Yun Mian. He is inseparable. Our people can't get by at all."
"Being taken with you by King Yun?"
Wang Qianhe's eyes widened.
"yes!"
The subordinate immediately replied.
Wang Qianhe threw down everything in his hands and walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, his face was gloomy and extremely ugly!
"Go! Call that bastard to me!"
Wang Qianhe ordered.
The subordinates looked confused: "Master Sheriff, there is a curfew now, and the little one can't go out."
That's right, it's already dark outside. At this moment, the whole city has begun to enter curfew time, and my subordinate can't go out anymore.
At this point, Wang Qianhe has to wait until the curfew is lifted tomorrow morning, no matter how anxious he is.
Some people may say, as a county governor, can't you just write a note to your subordinates?
The answer is no!
Nanyang City is not his only one, and he also has his own opponents. The county captain of Nanyang City is not of the same mind as him, and the military affairs are in the hands of others. If they don't recognize the handwriting of the county guard, he himself.
Then you must abide by the curfew regulations. After all, the curfew is a decree issued by the central government to all counties and counties, and everyone must abide by it.
Since the curfew was already in place, there was nothing he could do no matter how anxious he was. Wang Qianhe could only wave his hand and let his men go down, while he slapped the desk hard!
The force was so strong that it made my hand hurt!
"You're a crazy bastard! You're causing trouble for me! You bastard!"
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A night without words...
The next day, when it was dawn and Wang Qianhe had just sent people out to bring the bastard over, Zhao Jun took Wang Huai'en and his guards to the county governor's office to visit him.
When Wang Huaien sent the greeting invitation yesterday, he had already checked it out. In the past two days, Sheriff Wang had been staying at the Sheriff's Yamen, so he and his party could just go directly to the Sheriff's Yamen.
Wang Qianhe, who had just sent people out, heard that people had come to the door, and immediately his vision went dark and he wanted to faint.
But in the end, he still forced someone to bring Zhao Jun and his party in.
As soon as they met, before he could see Zhao Jun's face clearly, Wang Qianhe noticed Liu Yiran, one of the top brands of Xiangfeng Lou, who had been following Zhao Jun closely.
Seeing that it was really him, coupled with the character of his silly son, Wang Qianhe's heart continued to fall from now on.
"I wonder why the prince came to see me today? Where can I help the prince?"
Everyone was here, and even though Wang Qianhe was feeling uneasy now, he could only hold back, squeezed out a smile, and asked Zhao Jun.
Zhao Jun did not answer at the beginning, but just walked around the public room of the county magistrate's office, playing with various things.
"Your Majesty? If nothing happens, I still have some official duties to attend to..."
This time, before Wang Qianhe could finish speaking, Zhao Jun raised his hand and interrupted:
"There's no rush, there's no rush, Commander Wang. I'm here today because I want to ask Commander Wang some questions."
Wang Qianhe's face was gloomy, his heart thumped, and he secretly thought it's coming!
As expected, Zhao Jun went on to say: "Yesterday, the king planned to visit the lively scene of our Nanyang County, but he did not expect that someone actually plotted against me and put on a big show in front of me, hoping to give me a top card. Being around the king has tarnished my reputation.
Governor Wang, do you know that this time I returned to Beijing to get married according to His Majesty's order?
If anything happens at this time, it won't just be the king's face that will be lost.
And His Majesty, and the face of the entire royal family!
Do you understand the seriousness of the matter? "
The cold sweat on Wang Qianhe's forehead kept oozing out, but at this moment he could only hold on and took a handkerchief to wipe it, and suppressed the embarrassment in his heart and said with a smile:
"What the prince said is that this is indeed serious."
"Really, you think so too, right?"
Zhao Jun patted Wang Qianhe on the shoulder as if he had found a confidant, and Wang Qianhe could only laugh along with him.
The scene was peaceful.
Unexpectedly, in the midst of the harmony, Zhao Jun's smiling face suddenly changed, and the hand that gently patted Wang Qianhe's shoulder suddenly squeezed Wang Qianhe's shoulder.
He suddenly said with a gloomy face: "But Commander Wang, I heard that you also know the mastermind behind this incident!"
Wang Qianhe's face suddenly turned pale, and at this moment, a servant's announcement sounded outside the door:
"Sir, your eldest son is here!"
As soon as the servant finished speaking, a young man suddenly opened the door and broke in.
"Dad! Why are you so anxious to see me?"
However, when the young man saw the scene and people in the room at this moment, the casualness on his face immediately disappeared, and his face became stiff and gloomy.
Is this useless prince coming so soon?
Wang Qingqing thought to herself with a gloomy face.
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(End of chapter)
