Xia Huan didn't stay in the county government for long, and after understanding the situation on Yingshang, he knew that freezing three feet was not a day's cold, and he understood that if he wanted to reorganize the discipline, it would take time and an opportunity.

At this point, Xia Huan showed his full patience. After arriving at the Monarch's Mansion, he didn't even inform the local squire.

The Junfu, for him, seems to be just another palace.

More than half a month has passed, in Yingshang County, except for a few servants of the big families of the dynasty, who may have received instructions from the head of the family and sent a prayer post meaningfully, the rest of the people, not even a few of them knew that there was a prince who was named Yingshangjun.

After all, in the eyes of those scholars, their position in the Yingshang is solid, not to mention the little prince who has no power, even if the prince comes, it may not be useful.

Life goes on, and what everyone doesn't know is that the little prince in the monarch's mansion seems to be closed, but every day, he spends most of his time wandering around the county.

In the past half a month, Xia Huan seems to have really completely integrated into this world. The behavior is not much different from that of the locals.

"Childe, we've all been squatting here on this West Street for so long, from the rich to the places where the commoners live, what are you looking for?"

Beside Xia Huan, Chen Zhaoming, who had been a little confused for half a month, finally couldn't help but speak today.

He understands Xia Huan's desire to reorganize Gang Ji, but most of the West Street is the property of the Jing family and the families under the Jing family.

In Chen Zhaoming's thoughts, the Jing family is Xia Huan's mother, but the Ji family of North Street is a political enemy with the Jing family. It stands to reason that Xia Huan shouldn't have joined forces with the Jing clan to fight the Ji clan, right? Why is it the other way around now?

However, no matter how Chen Zhaoming asked, Xia Huan still refused to say.

In some remote lanes, Xia Huan seems to have countless fun, look here, look there.

This year, it seems to be a rainy year. In recent days, the sky has been dark, and the sun has not been seen for several days.

This should be regarded as the poorest place in West Street, and the lanes are not even paved with bluestone. After noon, the ground has just rained and will be a little muddy.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a place in the rich Ying, especially in this county.

"Squeak!"

A sound of grinding teeth sounded, and the door of a house not far in front of Xia Huan was opened.

"Son, after receiving the food, come back quickly, don't stop on the street!"

"Got it, Mother!"

The voices of a man and a woman came from behind the door. It's just that listening to the male voice, it sounds familiar.

Soon, a back appeared in Xia Huan's eyes.

"Childe, I didn't expect it to be him!" Chen Zhaoming on the side also looked a little surprised.

The size of the wing is so big that it is a coincidence that I met an acquaintance.

However, Xia Huan frowned slightly, and said to Chen Zhaoming beside him: "Go, catch up, there are some things, you still need to ask this little brother." ”

"Whoa!" Chen Zhaoming nodded and responded.

Between the alleys, the man from before, like the man on the wing, walked with his head slightly bowed, which seemed to have become their instinct.

"Brother, we'll meet again."

Chen Zhaoming's voice sounded in the man's ears, and he was scared.

However, when he thought of what this place was, the man turned around and wanted to curse.

However, as soon as he turned around, his unassuming legs had already softened, and he knelt down despite the mud on the ground.

"The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I hope His Highness will forgive his sins!"

The person in front of Xia Huan was the Chu pawn who stopped Xia Huan and the others at the city gate that day, and was then punished by the centurion at home.

"Oh? Do you know who I am? In Xia Huan's eyes, interest immediately came.

It's not a secret that he came to Yingshang, but not many people really noticed him. Not to mention a small city guard.

However, the soldier seemed to be frightened, and only said vigorously: "Your Highness, forgive your sins!" Your Highness forgives your sins! Your Highness forgives your sins! ”

Xia Huan glanced at Chen Zhaoming helplessly, and Chen Zhaoming also stepped forward tacitly and lifted up the soldier who was kneeling on the ground.

"Your Highness asks you to reply, and you can reply well!"

"Oh, ......" may have been really frightened, this soldier, even if he stood up, was still trembling.

After waiting for a while, knowing that the soldier had calmed down a little, Xia Huan continued to ask, "What's your name?" ”

"Go back, go back to Your Highness, villain Zhao Liu."

"Very well, tell me, how did you recognize my identity, or rather, who told you my identity? Don't hide it, or your family's lives won't be saved. ”

Xia Huan's somewhat intimidating words, I thought that Zhao Liu would know everything. However, what I didn't expect was that this Zhao Liu was still fragmented and seemed extremely entangled.

"Interesting." Xia Huan chuckled lightly and said, "Presumably, it should be the centurion of that day!" ”

"Your Highness! It's not about the centurion, it's all the villain's own speculation! ”

Sure enough, at the mention of the centurion that day, Zhao Liu became even more nervous.

Xia Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was curious about this centurion in his heart.

Xia Huan still clearly remembered that when the two sides were facing each other, even if their own people were few and weak, the centurion still did not hesitate, and even knelt down to admit his mistake in a little surprise.

At first, Xia Huan thought that the centurion just regarded himself as the son of a certain nobleman and did not dare to offend.

Now it seems that this centurion may have guessed his identity at that time.

A little centurion, especially just a county soldier centurion without a name, can actually judge his identity, and he can really be regarded as a talent.

Especially, looking at the performance of the pawn named Zhao Liu in front of him, the authority of the centurion among them seemed to be quite high.

Moreover, it is a sincere support, not just because of the oppression of superiors and subordinates.

It is even more strange that such a popular general appeared among the soldiers of this county.

Xia Huan, who had been wandering around for a few days, couldn't help but feel a little curious about the strong centurion when he didn't gain anything at all.

"Tell me, what's that centurion's name?"

"......" Zhao Liu's face looked even more entangled, but he still didn't let go.

Seeing that Zhao Liu was still reluctant to speak, Xia Huan could only sneer and say, "Hmph, I am the prince, and I will seal it." Do you think I'll not be able to find the centurion's name? Give you a chance, don't let me do it! ”

Sure enough, as soon as he heard that it might endanger the life of the centurion, Zhao Liu finally spoke.

"Yu Meng! The centurion's name is Yu Meng! ”

Xia Huan's eyes inadvertently revealed a hint of joy, and then he said with a straight face: "Take me to meet this Centurion Yu!" ”