The system takes the poor cub to find his father

Qingzhou City, located in the north of Dayu, was originally an unknown small town.

Later, because the current Majesty was born here, over the past five years, the city has enjoyed royal grace, and large-scale construction has been carried out, gradually showing signs of prosperity.

At dawn, the towering city walls glow with an ancient luster.

At the city gate, the soldier on duty in his official uniform yawned, trying not to feel sleepy. He stared at the crowds of people waiting in long queues to enter the city with sleepy eyes, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"Everyone line up, don't make trouble! If you dare to cause trouble, the steel knife in my hand will not have eyes!"

Having said that, his casual eyes clearly revealed a bit of laziness as he glanced around carelessly.

The pedestrians on the road all had dusty faces. Most of them were small vendors from the surrounding towns and villages carrying fresh vegetables or various goods. Day after day, they were busy trying to make a living.

Suddenly, the guard's expression became stern, and his originally lazy eyes suddenly became sharp, looking at the official road leading to the city gate.

He narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the rolling dust rising from afar on the official road.

Soon, a crisp sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded, and a group of people dressed in brocade clothes and riding tall horses pulled the reins at the back of the team queuing to enter the city.

They were agile and imposing, surrounding a gorgeous carriage. The leader in particular exuded a noble aura that was clearly out of place in this small town.

The large black veil covered his face, and one could only imagine through the clear jawline that he must be very handsome.

When the people in line saw this, the queue instantly became chaotic and everyone looked timid.

The murderous aura that was hard to conceal from these people made them retreat consciously and dare not approach.

Soon, a vacuum area formed around Ming Yunqi and his group.

The old soldier guarding the city was experienced and could tell at a glance that these people were either rich or noble. He hurriedly straightened his slightly wrinkled official uniform and walked forward with a smile on his face. There was a hint of inquiry and flattery in his eyes, and he asked:

"My dear gentlemen, where are you from?"

But before he could get close to Ming Yunqi, a servant in black blocked his way.

The attendant looked stern, and calmly took out a silver ingot from his pocket, quickly stuffed it into the old soldier's hand, and whispered:

"Thank you for your hard work, sir. We came from Yueyang City to look for our relatives. The person sitting in the carriage is my young master. I hope you can help me."

Just at this moment, Ming Jiang, who heard the noise outside, curiously poked her small head out of the carriage window, and her bright eyes met the old soldier's gaze.

Ming Jiang was very well-behaved. She nodded slightly to him, then quickly retracted her head like a frightened little rabbit.

The old soldier's eyes were slightly startled by Ming Jiang's actions. After a moment, he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Your young master is so adorable!"

So, he thought to himself,

Seeing that this group of people had a child with them, they must not be the suspicious people that the superiors had told us to keep an eye on. He couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, calmly put the silver into his arms, turned around and shouted at the crowd of onlookers:

"What are you looking at! Don't you want to go into the city? Hurry up and line up! Don't dawdle!"

"Gentlemen, please follow me," the soldier turned to face Ming Yunqi and the others with a flattering smile, and led them directly to the front of the team, letting them enter the city first.

The civilians around them saw that they were dressed in a way that they could not afford to offend, so they silently made way for them and let them go in first.

After bidding farewell to the old soldiers guarding the city, Ming Yunqi sat firmly on his horse and slowly moved forward with the team entering the city.

On both sides of the road leading to the city gate, there are low and scattered houses with green tile roofs. In the early morning, wisps of smoke rise from the houses, adding a bit of fireworks flavor to the small city.

After entering the city, Ming Yunqi and his group quietly left the entry team and walked towards a quiet path nearby.

Not long after their figures disappeared, a sturdy man dressed as a beggar climbed up stealthily from the foot of the city wall, fixed his eyes on the direction they left, and quickly chased after them.

Ming Jiang sat in the carriage, listening to the crisp sound of horse hooves stepping on the stone road outside. His heart was full of curiosity, and he couldn't help but sticking out his little head to look outside.

This small town was completely different from the majestic palaces he had seen in the imperial palace. Looking around, the entire town was shrouded in a gray hue.

All around were vendors who had just set up stalls to sell all kinds of special snacks. The sounds of shouting and hawking were intertwined, making the scene extremely lively.

Not far away is a dock where large and small ships are moored. Because the river is frozen in winter, transportation has been temporarily suspended and only a few workers are busy cleaning up.

The carriage went farther and farther away, and the originally bustling crowds on both sides of the road gradually thinned out, until finally, the surroundings were so quiet that only the sounds of horse hooves and rolling wheels could be heard.

Just when Ming Jiang was about to ask Ming Yunqi about his destination, the rumbling carriage finally stopped.

Ming Jiang looked up and saw the carriage stopped in front of a house that looked abandoned for a long time.

The curtain of the carriage was gently opened, and Ming Yunqi's tall figure appeared in front of Ming Jiang. He stretched out his broad palm to the ignorant and cute little cub and said softly:

"Come on, baby, get out of the car."

Ming Jiang struggled to get up from her seat, opened her little arms, and threw herself into Ming Yunqi's arms like a happy little bird, hugged his neck tightly, and asked in a baby voice:

"Dad, are we home yet?"

Hearing Ming Jiang's question, Ming Yunqi looked at the old house in front of him, a trace of barely perceptible sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he replied softly:

"Well, we're home."

This house carries the precious childhood memories of Ming Youlin and his wife, as well as Ming Yunqi.

Once, he thought that the past years had become blurred in his memory. However, when his feet stepped on this familiar land again, those memories that had been buried by the years suddenly came flooding back like a tide.

He seemed to see his little self, sitting on the doorstep with full of anticipation, waiting for his father's return, and then being picked up high by his father, put on his neck and happily "riding a horse", while his gentle mother laughed and scolded beside him, her eyes full of doting, protecting his father by his side, fearing that he would make the slightest mistake.

Ming Yunqi was immersed in the memories of the past, and his eyes gradually became softer. Ming Jiang keenly noticed that there was a slight change in the aura around his father.

There is a faint bitterness in the air, as if it contains endless worries.

Ming Jiang stretched out her little hand, hugged Ming Yunqi's neck more tightly, and gently pressed her pink little face against Ming Yunqi's cheek, and said softly:

"Don't be sad, Daddy! Ming Jiang will always be with you!"

On the way, Ming Yunqi and Ming Jiang split up with the secret guards and quietly came here. The secret guards took an empty carriage to the inn in the south of the city for cover.

Ming Yunqi held Ming Jiang in his arms and carefully pushed open the somewhat mottled and dilapidated door.

With a creaky sound, the scene inside the house came into view. Surprisingly, the inside was not as dilapidated as it looked from the outside.

Looking around, you can see that the surrounding trees are lush and green, and the courtyard is clean and tidy, obviously someone has carefully cleaned and trimmed it.

Suddenly, Ming Jiang's eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead excitedly and shouted, "Fu Fu?!"

A figure hurried out from inside. It was Wang Fu. He saw the person coming at a glance. He was immediately surprised and happy. He ran forward and knelt down with a "thump". He saluted Ming Yunqi and shouted: "Your Majesty!"

Ming Yunqi raised his hand slightly and said calmly, "Get up."