Yanzhou is the provincial capital closest to Yan Chi.

The plane arrived in Yanzhou at dawn. Li Yun and Shangguan Feiyun got off the plane, put the plane into space, and released a carriage. The two disguised themselves as the coachman and his wife, and Shangguan Feiyun drove the carriage. When the city gate just opened, they were the first to pass the inspection and enter the provincial capital.

Yanzhou, a coastal prefecture located between the Yellow River and the Ji River, boasts picturesque scenery and abundant natural resources. Due to its coastal location, it not only produces sea salt but also boasts the best agricultural harvests. Its only drawback is frequent flooding, which brings untold hardship to the people of the prefecture.

Since homes needed to be rebuilt shortly after the flood, many villagers relied on aid from the imperial court.

Looking at the once prosperous provincial capital, it is now deserted and desolate.

"Your Highness, let's go directly to the provincial capital and find a place to store the grain first." Li Yun looked at a few people walking on the street. There were only a few small vendors, and the shops next to them were closed.

This place has just experienced floods and plagues, and many businesses have closed down and sold their shops.

"No rush. Let's go to the provincial government office first to see whether the prefect is in a good or bad condition, and to see the disaster situation, so we can know how much food to give." Shangguan Feiyun said to Li Yun.

The situation is unclear now, and it is not clear how much food is needed. We should wait until we understand the situation before making any plans.

"Okay, let's go to the provincial capital!" Li Yun agreed.

The prefect of Yanzhou is named Tong Qingyuan, a man in his early forties.

"Mr. Prefect, the houses for the people in the counties below have already begun to be built, and food has also been distributed to the counties. I believe that in another half a year, the people of Yanzhou will be able to move into their new homes." Mu Tongzhi reported to Prefect Tong.

"Okay, Tongzhi, thank you for your hard work. You must pay close attention to it and report any special situations to me in time." After knowing that the grain arrived at the counties and the homes began to be rebuilt, Tong Zhifu finally let go of his worries.

If you do it well, it will be a great merit, and promotion and wealth will not be far away.

"It's not hard, I'll take my leave!" Mu Tongzhi said flatteringly.

"Well, go down!" Prefect Tong waved his hand and let Mu Tongzhi go out.

Li Yun and Shangguan Feiyun arrived at the provincial capital, and were stopped by the yamen runners guarding the government office.

"Stop! Who are you? This is the yamen, and outsiders are not allowed to enter." Two yamen runners stretched out their hands to stop Li Yun and Shangguan Feiyun who were walking towards the yamen.

"If we want to find Magistrate Tong, just say that the owner of Jinxiufang wants to see him." Li Yun gave her identity. She didn't say she was a princess, but the owner of Jinxiufang.

Through Ouyang Mingxuan's efforts, he has opened many shops in various provincial capitals, all of which were opened by Li Yun. Of course, Jinxiufang and Tianxiaji are also included.

"The owner of Jinxiufang? It's you? Are you kidding? The owner of Jinxiufang is obviously a man. If you want to cheat people and pretend to be the owner of Jinxiufang, you have to put in enough effort." A yamen runner on the left laughed out loud when he heard Li Yun pretending to be the owner of Jinxiufang.

The clothes in this newly emerged embroidery workshop in Yanzhou are unique. Whether it is the design, style, or fabric, they are all unique in the Jin Dynasty. I heard that custom-made clothes cost one thousand taels each, and there are only eight pieces per month, so many dignitaries can't get them.

"Are you sure the owner of Jinxiufang is a man?" Li Yun looked at him expressionlessly.

"Of course. One of my relatives often goes to Jinxiufang to buy clothes. The waiter in the store said that their boss is a man, and he is the son of a marquis. You want to impersonate him without finding out clearly, and pretend to be the son of the marquis. How many lives do you have left?" The yamen runner said affirmatively, and at the same time angrily accused Li Yun of impersonating the son of the marquis.

If the waiter said that, it means that the yamen runner's relative did buy clothes at Jinxiufang, and what he said was true.

It’s not his fault that he didn’t know. As the boss, I believe my second brother didn’t tell the waiter, so it’s not surprising that outsiders didn’t know.

"Forget it. It's not surprising that you don't know that I'm the owner of Jinxiufang. Just say that it's Li Yun from the capital who wants to see you." Li Yun also gave up using the identity of the owner of Jinxiufang and just said that he was from the capital.

"Li Yun? I don't know. You just pretended to be the owner of Jinxiufang, but we didn't arrest you and put you in jail. Now you pretend to be a person from the capital. Do you think we are stupid?"

"Sixth brother, let's put them both in jail." The yamen runner saw that Li Yun was unrepentant and kept impersonating one person after another.

Although he didn't know what a big shot Li Yun was in the capital, he was furious when he heard her treating him like a fool, and he wanted to put her in jail.

"Let's see who dares." Shangguan Feiyun stood in front of Li Yun, stopping her, glaring at the yamen runner and scolding him in a stern voice.

"Well, you are so arrogant. We are going to arrest someone, what can you do to me? Let me tell you, if you hurt us or prevent us from arresting someone, you will go to jail. I advise you not to offend us for her." The yamen runner immediately drew his sword and pointed at Shangguan Feiyun and said arrogantly.

"What if I am about to offend you? See what you can do to me. Let me tell you, even if I kill you, your prefect will say that it is a good killing." Shangguan Feiyun hated it most when people pointed at him, especially when they pointed a knife at him.

The grave of the person who pointed at him last time has tall grass growing on it.

His murderous intent was immediately revealed.

The two yamen runners originally wanted to draw their knives and kill people, but seeing Shangguan Feiyun's angry expression, their hearts began to beat fast and they felt like they couldn't breathe.

It’s so scary. How can he have the aura of a superior? Who is he?

Li Yun tugged at the corner of Shangguan Feiyun's clothes, asking him to calm down and cool down his anger.

"Feiyun, it's not worth getting your hands dirty for such a person." Li Yun comforted Shangguan Feiyun, and said to the yamen runner: "Why don't you go and call the prefect over? Do you really want to be killed?" Li Yun said while looking at the trembling and dazed yamen runner.

"Yes!" The yamen runner was so scared that he crawled and rolled towards the government office, stumbling and almost falling.

He found the prefect and told him what happened at the gate, and the prefect had no choice but to follow him out.

When she arrived at the gate and saw the tall man, she was so frightened that she trembled and knelt down involuntarily.

"Your humble servant greets His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin. I was unaware of your visit and am sorry for not welcoming you. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Tong Zhifu's words made the yamen runners tremble with fear and turn pale: "Prince? That's the emperor's son. They are just small soldiers and crab generals. How lucky they are to see such a fearsome god of war."

Only the two yamen runners guarding the gate were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they cried in their hearts: "Prince? It's over. It seems that they have offended him and even spoke rudely and maliciously. This time they will really die without a burial place."

"Mr. Prefect, please stand up!" Shangguan Feiyun called Prefect Tong to stand up.

"Your Highness, please spare my life! I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. I offended Your Highness. Please forgive me." The two yamen runners were so scared that they kowtowed and begged for mercy.

His forehead hit the ground, making a "dong ka ka" sound, as if it was going to crack the ground.