"Your Highness, the time has come."
Han Dongwen put away the jade plate, looked at his expression in the bronze mirror in the side room, took a deep breath and walked out the door.
Sherlock Hook was on Ma Kai's ship and broadcast the scene of Xiao Hongdou and Zhong Lilin arriving at Haizhou Port live to everyone on the forum.
Their focus is Gu Anqi, the director-general of the National Security Department.
But the main point that Han Dongwen saw was naturally what Jingbu did.
He opened the door and could already see Haizhou Port in the distance from the deck.
The person guarding the door is Li Zai, and the person in front is Jiang Ningyun.
Both of them had put on a full set of armor, solemnly.
And what Han Dongwen was wearing today was not an ordinary robe. He had a rare change of armor - of course not for going to the battlefield, but to show his majesty when traveling in military uniform.
The last time he supervised the battle at Wangying City, he was also wearing this armor. However, compared to Bailan Mountain in the north, there was no need for the white feather cloak in Haizhou, so the dragon faces on both sides of Han Dongwen were exposed. Shoulders, and a gilt cloak with dark patterns on his back.
It has little practical significance, but it is quite impressive.
"Everyone from the Third Division should be waiting at the port right now, Your Highness," Jiang Ningyun said.
Han Dongwen nodded, took a few steps forward, and slowly put his hands behind his back.
There is a ring for hanging a sword around his waist, but he is not wearing a weapon.
"Who is the person from the National Finance Department in Haizhou?" Han Dongwen asked.
"It should be the local branch secretary."
"The Department of National Law should be Ma Kai, right?" Han Dongwen asked again.
"It's Ma Kai who is right." Jiang Ningyun replied.
After a moment of silence, Han Dongwen looked at the port with a sharper gaze: "The ones the National Military Division will greet at the port here should be the Jingbu lieutenants."
"It should be exactly that."
While Jiang Ningyun answered Han Dongwen's question, she raised her eyes and looked at His Highness in front of her. She knew that His Highness must be angry with him.
And since it was aimed at the National Soldiers Division, Jiang Ningyun was happy to help.
It's a pity that His Highness doesn't know that the Imperial Army's Ministry of Defense was extremely negligent when welcoming Zhong Lilin and Xiao Hongdou the day before yesterday. If His Highness knew about it, he would probably be even more angry.
This news had just reached Jiang Ningyun's ears, but after thinking about it, she decided not to do anything that would add fuel to the fire.
This is not because she is kind to the Ministry of Justice, but she simply considers the image of the Department of Justice.
"Holy—up—to—"
Calm ripples were pushed out of the water by the ship's hull, and on the sea level where the water and the sky met, the fleets of the National Law Department and the Xiu Department appeared.
Although the ship in the middle was not Si Yang's imperial ship, it was just a ship belonging to the National Law Department - after all, the real imperial ship was used by Zhong Lilin and the others, and it was also docked in Haizhou at the moment.
But of course His Highness on board is real.
Even though they are far apart.
But when he mobilized the fleet escorts of the Department of National Law and the Department of Xiu, when the Director of National Law stood on his left and the Lieutenant of the Department of Xiu stood on the right, this His Highness must be real.
"Holy—up—to—"
"Holy—up—to—"
"Holy—up—to—"
Orders were passed out loudly, people were cheering and singing in unison, and the flags at the port were flying.
The ship from the National Law Department finally stopped in front of the Hague Port.
The sun is high.
If you look at the ship from the harbor, it will definitely be a bit dazzling.
"Snapped!"
There was a strong and crisp sound, and a heavy long ladder was pushed to the front of the port by the wheel frame and set up on the side of the ship.
"silk!"
A thick and delicate blanket was spread on the steps, with a gold base and red edges.
Under the blanket, stood representatives of the three divisions of Haizhou, and Yang Churan was also among them.
"Liu Jing, Haizhou branch officer of the Ministry of National Finance, welcomes His Highness!"
The old branch secretary of the National Finance Department did not expect that this day would come so quickly. He had already spoken in a hurry before His Highness' figure appeared on the steps.
As soon as he said it, his expression became tense.
Hurry up, Your Highness...
He slightly raised his lowered head and saw a figure wearing golden armor outlined in the dazzling sunlight.
He quickly fell to his knees and kowtowed.
The person standing next to the old branch secretary is Ma Kai.
This is already Ma Kai's second time meeting a saint in his life, and he claims to be more experienced than the old branch secretary.
According to the steps, Ma Kai should salute next, followed by Yang Churan, and then His Highness allowed them to stand flat and then disembark.
So Ma Kai cleared his throat slightly, looked up, and was ready to salute.
"Flat body."
Han Dongwen's voice suddenly interrupted and sounded condescending.
Ma Kai was stunned and quickly stopped his movements to salute.
This is obviously because His Highness has something to say one by one.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
The old branch officer was a little surprised, but His Highness asked him to stand up, so thanking him was naturally a conditioned response.
"The National Finance Department is short of manpower. It must be busy and hard to be responsible for Haizhou."
Han Dongwen's voice sounded calm and powerful.
When he was in Tianying City, His Highness didn't seem to talk like this now? Ma Kai thought doubtfully.
"The veteran is frightened, but he strives to serve the country well and live up to the emperor's favor."
The old branch secretary obviously worked with his pen, and his answers were very appropriate.
Han Dongwen nodded and turned his face in Ma Kai's direction.
"The Department of National Law has left Haizhou to meet with Captain Ma Kai of Haicheng to welcome His Highness!"
Ma Kai had rehearsed this scene many times and immediately knelt down to salute, his movements extremely standard.
What's next?
His Highness must have forgotten himself.
So does His Highness also have something to say to the judge in Haizhou?
Just like what you did just now, call yourself level, and then ask some questions about Haizhou Law Division?
Ma Kai was confident in his heart. After he arrived in Haizhou, he didn't do anything. The first thing he did was to read through the diary of the Haicheng brigade. He had an idea of the work in the past three years.
"Makai."
What fell into his ears was a female voice.
"Li Bubu Wei Gongsun Changzheng has appointed you as the Sizhou of Haizhou. Please pay tribute again."
Jiang Ningyun's voice seemed to have echoes, spreading from the direction of the ship.
This is obviously a voice with a certain amount of magic.
Ma Kai raised his head slightly, his expression unchanged at all.
But his heart was beating fast.
Sizhou.
Haizhou Sizhou.
This may be the longest second in the rest of Ma Kai's life.
"National Law Department Libu! Haizhou Sizhou Ma Kai! Welcome! Your Highness!"
He shouted so loudly that his vocal cords were almost hoarse.
"Flat body."
For Han Dongwen, the point was not Ma Kai. After he finished saying this, he turned to look at Yang Churan.
She was still wearing black armor and a black and silver helmet. She still wore no makeup and had a cold expression.
"Lieutenant Yang Churan of the National Army Department, respectfully welcomes His Highness."
Yang Churan took half a step back, took off his helmet and hugged it to his side, kneeling down to salute.
The action is standard and impeccable.
Next, His Highness should allow her to get back on her feet and then formally disembark.
Yet there was silence.
Han Dongwen said nothing.
Jiang Ningyun also said nothing.
Yang Churan lowered his head, maintaining a saluting posture, and looked at the floor tiles in front of him.
Then, she heard Han Dongwen's footsteps walking down the stairs.
step.
Two steps.
Han Dongwen's footsteps were slow and powerful, and Yang Churan bit his lip slightly in confusion and impatiently.
Then, a pair of gold-plated boots appeared in her field of vision.
These are His Highness's boots.
His Highness stood before her.
condemn?
Then just ask the stranger for his fault. His most precious maid is also safe and sound, waiting behind him. There is nothing to worry about.
There is nothing to be anxious about, Yang Churan thought.
However, a hand reached out, reached for her right arm, and took the black helmet.
