Transmigrated into the prince's only daughter, and beat up the dignitaries in the capital with

Inn,

Chongzhou is located in a remote area, but because it is an important border town and the only way for envoys from various countries to go to Kyoto, the post station was built very large.

There is a hall for meeting and dining in the front yard, two courtyards on each side, and several small courtyards scattered in the inner yard.

When the fire started, the clerks in the post station discovered it in time, and there were soldiers patrolling around the post station at night.

The area destroyed by the fire was not large.

The carriage stopped.

The soldiers who had surrounded the post station saw that it was the carriage from the Zhenguo Palace and they all knelt on the ground.

"I've met the prince!"

The noise was so deafening that the Chongzhou governor who was wailing inside was so frightened that he had to hold back his cries.

Governor: Money! All that’s burned is money!

Guan Yan opened the door of the carriage, and Jiang Jichen, wearing a fox fur coat, got off the carriage first.

He did not care about complicated etiquette, and there were no women in his house. He never had a low stool in his carriage.

When he turned around and reached out to hug Jiang An, the officials of all ranks in the post station came out to greet him.

The decisive and ruthless King Zheng was holding the hand of a three-year-old girl wearing the same fox fur coat. The little girl was delicate and had a similar look to him. Her hands were even stained with cake residue...

The air was silent for a moment. Except for Lord Qian whom I met yesterday, everyone else was almost shocked.

"Meet the prince, meet the young lady!"

Huo Lang, who led the firefighting team, had his armor stained with dirt, but his tiger eyes were shining, as if he had seen some treasure.

"I've met the eldest lady!"

The soldiers' shouts that broke through the sky brought everyone back to their senses and they saluted.

Jiang An stared with his almond eyes, and secretly stuffed the unfinished cake in his hand into Guan Yan's hand. His mouth bulged up and down like a frightened hamster.

There are so many people~

Jiang Jichen: "Everyone, get up."

As he said this, he walked into the post station.

"This morning I heard that the post station caught fire last night. What is the situation now?"

A group of people walked into the front yard of the post station.

On the way to the front hall, Huo Lang was reporting to Jiang Jichen what happened last night.

"Your Majesty, I was on duty last night, leading a patrol of the nearby streets. I heard the sound of a gong coming from the post station and came to check and found a fire."

When Huo Lang arrived, the fire had already started. He hurriedly led people to put out the fire.

Fortunately, the fire started from the stable and hay storage shed in the left corner of the front yard.

"The only things that were burned at the post station were the stables, the warehouse, the yard on the east side of the front yard, and a small, uninhabited yard in the back yard..."

Jiang Jichen took care of Jiang An's pace and walked slowly, while others did not dare to walk in front of the King of Zhenguo.

In late autumn, the weak civil servants were shivering in the cold wind.

Was there a fire at the post station last night?

The fire happened to be in the East Courtyard where Right Assistant Minister Xu lived?

Why don’t I believe it?

Jiang An raised his little face to look at his calm and composed father, his almond-sized eyes slightly narrowed.

Dad, you are highly suspicious!

So, why did her father intervene in this matter and investigate himself?

What kind of damn bad taste is this?

Jiang An couldn't figure it out in his little head...

"It's late autumn and the dew is heavy. This fire is suspicious. There are also court officials escorting military pay staying in the post station. The cause of the fire must be thoroughly investigated!"

"As the commander-in-chief of the National Defense Army, I have no choice but to investigate the cause."

"I will send General Huo Lang to investigate this case with the governor. Does your Excellency have any objection?"

Wen Shoushi, the governor of Chongzhou, was a local official who was sent down to this place when the previous emperor was in power. He was nearly sixty years old, and his hair under his official hat had already turned gray.

"I have no objection to receiving the prince's help!"

Having spent half his life in the officialdom, he had seen the prosperity of the capital and the desolation of the frontier. Wen Shoushi naturally knew that the King of Zhenguo just wanted to intervene in this matter.

So he just made way for them.

Wen Shoushi had no business dealing with all the twists and turns involved. As a local governor, he just wanted to retire from this position safely and without stain, and return home in glory!

After receiving the order, Huo Lang, the governor Wen Shoushi, and the clerks behind them bowed and left, heading towards the burning storehouse.

Jiang Jichen and his party entered the main hall. The smell of burning wood seemed to still linger in everyone's noses.

The servants brought braziers to warm the hall.

He sat in the main seat at the head, and took the baby with him and placed it on the table beside him.

The civil servants below wanted to poke their eyes out.

It is not in accordance with etiquette no matter how you look at it, for such a young child to sit on the table in front of the elders and outsiders.

But they are not censors and do not have the courage to bang their heads against the pillars, so they can only pretend to be blind.

Jiang Jichen turned the black jade ring on his hand, not caring whether the people below looked unhappy or not.

After a quick glance, he discovered that one of the officials accompanying the team from Kyoto was missing.

"One officer is missing?"

Jiang An also looked at the faces one by one, and then she found that the only person she knew, Xu Youshilang, was not there.

The little baby blinked innocently. Could it be that he fainted and was burned to death by the fire?

Oh Mo,

She rubbed her cheeks, looking like she had encountered something serious. She looked so cute.

This Right Assistant Minister Xu was not a good person to begin with. He tampered with the military pay. According to what she heard last night, if this matter were to be exposed, more than one or two people would die.

Those who plot against others behind their backs deserve to die.

But now that he's dead, how can we find the person behind this?

Jiang An secretly glanced at her father, her eyes were filled with guilt, could it be that she had gotten into trouble...

The officials below were all trembling under the pressure from the King of Zhen. They didn't even have the courage to look up, let alone reply.

Finally, the highest-ranking official among them, Qian Yuanwailang, stood up and said with a pale face, "Your Highness, the one missing is Xu Youshilang of the Ministry of War. When the fire started, Lord Xu was found lying in the house with a knife wound. His two personal guards were nowhere to be found."

"He is currently lying in the west yard. The doctor hired by the postmaster said that he was not seriously injured, but he just lost too much blood and has not yet woken up..."

Jiang An, who was listening attentively, was immediately beaming with joy, with an expression like a cat that had stolen some fish.

Jiang Jichen was itching to do it after seeing this.

This Lord Xu not only survived, but was stabbed. No matter how you look at it, he is the one with the most stories in this fire.

Jiang An put her heart back in her stomach, and watched her father's performance quietly with her glass-like eyes open.

Jiang Jichen frowned, his eyes stern, "Lord Xu was stabbed? Did you see who injured him?"

"Have you sent anyone to look for the whereabouts of those two guards?"

The questions made Master Qian dizzy.

Although there was a fire pit warming him up, he still felt as cold as if he were in an ice cellar.

The first one to kneel down was the postmaster, followed by Qian Yuanwailang, whose legs went limp, and the other minor officials behind him all knelt on the ground.

Jiang An was shocked. If she knew, she would think it was her father asking questions. If she didn't know, she would think it was the King of Hell coming to claim her life.

This guy is so neat!

Qian Yuanwailang: "Last night, there was a fire. I saw that Lord Xu had not come out of the courtyard for a long time. I was worried that the military pay account books were burned, so I sent guards to break into Lord Xu's courtyard."

"The sent guards reported back that Lord Xu was lying on the floor and his life or death was unknown. The two personal guards were nowhere to be seen, and the military payroll also showed obvious signs of being tampered with..."

He seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly added, "It was too chaotic at the time, and I sent many guards to Lord Xu's courtyard, including the personal guards of the lords, and guards sent by the court to be responsible for the safety of officials..."

"The guards saw what happened at that time!"

What I mean is that I am just repeating what happened at that time, and it has nothing to do with me!

Jiang Jichen rested his elbows on the armrests of the chair, and sat in the main seat with a broad axe and golden knife, looking at him with the scrutiny of a superior.

"I didn't say that you are the murderer who hurt Master Xu, so you don't have to be nervous..."

"Everyone, get up."

The hunter, with a fierce look in his eyes, holds the butcher knife high up, telling his prey not to be nervous.

This is really exciting!

Lord Qian thanked him dryly, wiped the sweat off his face, and didn't dare to get up.

"Your Majesty, Lord Xu is seriously injured and unconscious. We are too low-ranking officials to make decisions on the military payroll."

"Your Majesty, please call the treasurer or the generals who escort the convoy..."

The other minor officials echoed,

It's not that they trust the money and grain historian Bai Shizhen and the escorting generals,

I just don't want to take risks, I don't want to be at the center of the storm.

As the saying goes, you can accomplish as much as you can with the money you have.

A small official should just collect his salary and support his family. It is a bit difficult for them to bear such a responsibility that could result in death!

Jiang Jichen raised his eyebrows slightly, and his narrow eyes fell on Qian Yuanwailang, with a meaningful look.

"Master Qian may have forgotten that the finance minister has not yet taken office, so how can he manage the overall situation?"

"Besides, the army's pay has not been counted yet, so the money and grain historian can't go anywhere at this moment!"

"And the generals of the escort team are currently guarding the military pay in the warehouse of my army camp. They must not leave their posts without permission..."

"Lord Qian is a big, fat man. He looks like a responsible official. I think it would be great if you could be the leader of all the officials."

"What do you think?"

"Your Majesty is wise..."

"Your Majesty, this is a very good move!"

"..."

Qian Yuanwailang bit his cheek tightly, and smiled reluctantly but still followed the crowd in complimenting him.

Lord Qian: My damn muscle memory!