The motorcade slowly approached Yancheng. Looking from a distance, one hundred or so people were standing under the city gate and looking towards the direction of the road. They were local officials of Yancheng and some local prominent families.
When the motorcade stopped under the city wall, a middle-aged man in his forties shouted loudly: "The prefect of Yancheng, Lin Jingtang, led the local officials of Yancheng to pay homage to His Highness the King of Yan and sincerely welcome His Highness the King of Yan."
Zhao Bin got out of the car and looked up at Yancheng, which was like a landlord's compound. This was Yancheng, which would be the city of Beijing in later generations. Why was it so dilapidated? He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in his heart.
Zhao Bin turned around and looked at the people kneeling below. He immediately jumped off the carriage, walked forward, helped Lin Jingtang up and said: "Master Lin, please get up quickly. There is no need to be polite, please get up quickly."
Zhao Bin knew that if he wanted to establish a foothold here in the future, these people would still be useful. Although it was a feudal society where royal power was supreme, there were still a few people who would take him seriously, like a fallen phoenix.
All the officials were also greatly surprised. They did not expect that the third prince, His Highness Prince Yan, would be so polite. They felt relieved and stood up to thank him one after another.
Lin Jingtang bowed and said: "Your Highness has been tired from traveling all the way. Your Majesty has ordered people to clean up the palace. Please come to the city to rest."
"There is Mr. Laolin," Zhao Bin said with a smile.
"Don't dare to submit to an official position. After King Yan, you will be the master of the local area. After you submit to an official position, you will be a minister of His Highness. These matters are the responsibility of minor ministers."
Zhao Bin said nothing more or got on the carriage, and followed the crowd into the city on foot. The soldiers in front cleared the way, and the people on both sides of the street knelt down and worshiped.
Zhao Bin looked along the street and saw that most of the people on both sides were wearing coarse linen clothes, with thin faces and gorgeous clothes, less than one in ten. They were completely different from the prince like him.
The group of people marched for about half an hour and arrived in front of a building in the center of the city. Lin Jingtang stepped forward and said:
"Your Highness, this is a temporary residence built by His Majesty during his personal expeditions in the early years. It is also the largest residence in the city. Because time is tight and there is no time to build a palace, so I ordered people to tidy it up, and Your Highness will stay here temporarily. Let’s go.”
Zhao Bin knew that this time it was clear that he was the victim of the princes' power grab. How could anyone build a palace for him in such a hurry.
Moreover, there was insufficient money and food in the imperial court, and no one would agree to overhaul the building. Fortunately, the emperor was not too evil and allowed him to stay temporarily.
Otherwise, the prefect would not dare to take out the emperor's residence for him to live in without authorization. But this was quite satisfying for him who had traveled through time.
"I think it's good. From now on, the palace will be located here and there will be no need to rebuild it." Zhao Bin thought for a moment and said slowly, "Lao Wu, Cui'er, Ling'er, and Xing'er, you guys can make your own arrangements.
Commander Xiao, please lead your brothers in the escort to check the situation around the palace and arrange the residence of the brothers."
"Yes, Your Majesty"
"Yes, General Mo will make arrangements right away."
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Several people left separately to arrange their own affairs.
"Mr. Lin, let's go to the lobby to chat." Zhao Bin looked back at the people still following him and said.
"Your Highness, you have had a hard journey and there is nothing important to do right now. Why don't you take a rest first and talk about anything later."
Zhao Bin thought about it for a while. When he came to this world, he only got beaten and rushed, and he never had a good rest. Even when he rested, he was always worried about being killed.
Now that we have left the capital, it should be safe for the time being and we can take a good rest. Then he returned: "Okay, I have a lot to do for you all today. Everyone should go back and do their own things. We will talk another day."
"The ministers will leave first." Everyone followed Lin Jingtang and bowed before slowly retreating.
