The young man in black was smiling frivolously.

"Sixth Master, are you still worried about me doing things? I've left some things not only at the county government office, but also at the residences of those high-ranking officials from the capital. They won't be able to find them anytime soon."

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.

"You've thought it through."

Seeing that it was already bright outside, the middle-aged man wanted to send the young man away, but then he thought of the group of people who entered the port yesterday, so he asked,

"What's the plan of the young man who led the team into the port?"

When this was mentioned, the joy on the young man in black's face faded a little.

"Our people haven't found out. When the little prince arrived at the dock, the county magistrate wasn't even qualified to wait nearby. Those who came from the capital looked down on us peasants, so we couldn't find out anything..."

"I just questioned the person we sent over last night. He was very alert. He only fumbled around a few times before he woke up in shock, so we didn't find anything."

The middle-aged man frowned when he heard this.

"It seems he's not some good-for-nothing..."

He frowned and thought for a moment, then made his decision.

"Since that boy is able to work as a laborer at the port, he must not be an important person, otherwise the young prince would definitely not be willing to let him in."

"Who knows, maybe the little prince deliberately sent him in there to suffer. Don't pay too much attention to him. The little prince of the fishing village is our target this time."

The middle-aged man knew very well that there were countless masters around the prince stationed in the fishing village. Even if they were numerous and powerful, if they were not careful, it would not be worth it to lose both the wife and the soldiers.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man asked again,

"Find out the situation in the fishing village as soon as possible. If we can't get too close, we must try to find out how many people there are!"

The young man in black nodded.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

"Those who have just arrived will be placed at the front when the commotion starts."

"become!"

The young man responded and turned to leave the house.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man slowly put on his clothes.

pier.

Yinzhen endured the pain all over his body, got up, washed up simply, and followed the crowd out.

It was too dark last night and he couldn't see clearly. Now he found that these houses were lined up in several rows, without corridors, but there were quite a few corvée laborers living there.

There was not much noise in the early morning, but there were long queues outside each bathroom.

Fortunately, when he couldn't sleep last night, he went to the bathroom in advance to solve his physiological problems, so now he doesn't have to share it with others.

It's just making things difficult for yourself.

After walking a few steps outside, Yinzhen saw a few guards and walked over quickly.

"Your humble servant..."

Some people subconsciously wanted to salute Yinzhen.

The person next to him reacted quickly and kicked him.

The man choked and smiled awkwardly when he realized what was happening.

"Is the quilt still thick?"

A hint of smile flashed across Yinzhen's eyes, and he continued his words,

"It's quite thick... Let's go."

Deng Yunlin looked around and saw that no one was staring at them, so he put his arm around Yinzhen's shoulders.

Yinzhen was just wondering when he saw him quickly take out a brown paper bag from his arms.

"Eat something first!"

Yinzhen's eyes suddenly lit up.

He didn't eat much yesterday, and now his stomach was empty. He was extremely hungry.

The rest of the people surrounded Yinzhen inconspicuously, shielding him from the surrounding gazes.

Yinzhen took the brown paper bag, opened it carefully, and found some dried meat inside.

Deng Yunlin explained in a low voice,

"This thing doesn't have any smell..."

Yinzhen suddenly realized, and then like a thief, he took out a piece from the bag and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

When we arrived at the construction site, there was a long line outside the small shed where food was served.

A few people walked over and stood at the end of the line.

But not long after, some more people came over, glanced at the end, and then without hesitation joined the front of the team.

This scene caused dissatisfaction among the people behind.

Yinzhen was also somewhat unhappy.

The temperature was too low in the morning and everyone was hoping to have something hot to warm themselves up as soon as possible. But when it was almost their turn, someone cut in line and got ahead of them. How could they accept this?

"Hey, are you just staring at me with your eyes wide open? Get in line at the back!"

A fairly handsome young man in the team opened his mouth and started to scold.

The people who cut in line became angry when they heard this and turned around to see who was so stubborn as to dare to offend them.

As a result, they saw the young man leaning sideways, looking at them with an unhappy expression.

"Well……"

The urge to curse was abruptly stopped.

The expression on his face changed into flattery in the blink of an eye.

"It turns out to be Mr. Liu."

This made Yinzhen frown, and he couldn't help but look at the young man's back twice.

Mr. Liu?

Can someone who comes to perform labor service still be called "master"?

Just as Yinzhen was stunned, the people who had cut in line in front of him smirked, left the line, and then cut in front of Yinzhen and his group.

Yinzhen: “…”

Yinzhen looked at the guards suspiciously and found that each of them was strong and powerful and not easy to bully.

How come these rascals are blind?

Facing Yinzhen's gaze, Deng Yunlin winked at him.

Yinzhen looked up and found that several officials were standing together chatting leisurely, and they didn't pay any attention to the people cutting in line.

Yinzhen felt relieved.

As they moved forward, the people in front of them whispered to each other.

"Why are you so proud? Isn't it just a good birth?"

"that is……"

"If his father wasn't the second steward of the Zhou Mansion, who would be willing to give him face..."

"It's as if he didn't cut in line, but I'm sure he did!"

"Definitely!"

"Forget it, forget it. Stop complaining. It's just a little late. If he hears us, he'll definitely find someone to deal with us."

"Humph...having a good father is amazing!"

Listening to the dissatisfied yet obviously sour tone of several people, Yinzhen silently repeated the name of the second steward of the Zhou Mansion twice.

The steward of a wealthy family is not short of money and food, so why would he send his son to a place like the port to suffer?

Building a port is no joke. If the gate somewhere is not well built and seawater flows back into the construction site, the people working there will probably be drowned by the seawater in an instant.

Although the chances of this happening are small, there is still a risk.

Could it be that the housekeeper doesn't like his son and wants to harm him on purpose?

Yinzhen was puzzled.

The team moved slowly forward and soon it was Yinzhen's turn.

When he received his breakfast, Yinzhen frowned slightly.

But in the end nothing was said.

In his hand was a bowl of fairly thick white porridge.