After everything was ready, Zhu Yunwen arrived at the palace gate.

He carried a token with him, which represented his status as a grandson of the emperor and allowed him unrestricted access to and from the palace.

At this moment, at the palace gate, ten Jinyiwei commanders, dressed as ordinary people, were waiting neatly for Zhu Yunwen.

Zhu Yunwen stepped forward, looked at the ten people, and said:

"You say you're quite skilled, but I'd like to know just how good you really are."

One of the centurions stepped forward and said:

"Your Highness, we all excelled through rigorous training. Each of us is capable of fighting twenty soldiers alone and quickly eliminating them."

After speaking, the Jinyiwei centurion retreated and returned to the ranks, his face remaining expressionless throughout.

Some only exuded a faint aura of killing intent.

It is clear that this person has killed a great many people, and his methods were absolutely ruthless.

And the remaining nine people were all in the same boat as him.

Zhu Yunwen nodded in satisfaction and said:

"Alright, but I must tell you first that the journey to Hukou County is absolutely dangerous. There is a possibility that someone will poison us, assassinate us, ambush us, or even bribe bandits and outlaws along the way to hunt us down."

Upon hearing Zhu Yunwen's words, the Imperial Guards remained calm, showing no sign of panic or fear.

It is evident that their mental fortitude is absolutely outstanding.

Zhu Yunwen continued:

"You should also know what will happen to you if anything goes wrong with me on this journey. I have already told you about the dangers you may encounter. The rest depends on your performance."

All ten Imperial Guards spoke in unison:

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, we will protect you with our lives."

Zhu Yunwen finally breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly:

"From now on, don't call me Your Highness. It's too eye-catching. Just call me Young Master."

"Yes, young master!"

A group of Imperial Guards spoke up without hesitation.

"Alright, mount up and let's go."

Zhu Yunwen mounted his horse and, with ten Imperial Guards, headed directly towards the outskirts of Nanjing.

This was the first time Zhu Yunwen had seen the bustling capital city after his time travel.

To be fair, although ancient times were relatively backward, the prosperity of this capital city still shocked him.

He thought to himself that this place truly lived up to its reputation as the capital, far exceeding his understanding of ancient times.

On the main street, vendors come and go, and there are shops and stalls of all kinds on both sides.

Many things were even beyond Zhu Yunwen's comprehension.

"The Ming Dynasty was truly prosperous, and Nanjing is indeed a bustling city."

Zhu Yunwen spoke with emotion, slowing down slightly on his horse, wanting to get a better understanding of this bustling capital city.

Not long after he left, as he passed a tea stall, Zhu Yunwen noticed that there were indeed several soldiers there, handling something.

Puzzled, he took a few more glances, and at that moment, an old man was kneeling on the ground in front of the tea stall.

The old man, tears streaming down his face, cried and said:

“Everything this old man said is true. He did drink the tea without paying and even beat me and my daughter…”

However, a young man in his early twenties sitting at a table not far away snorted and said:

"Old man, you still dare to argue? I clearly paid for it, and you still dare to ask me for money back? Are you asking for a beating?"

The young man was dressed in fine clothes and looked like a wealthy man.

After he finished speaking, he stood up again, picked up the stool from under his buttocks, and smashed it hard against the old man.

The stool hit the old man's back, causing him to scream in pain and fall to the ground, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

However, the three officers and soldiers present remained unmoved in the face of this scene.

They didn't even reprimand the young man.

After hitting the old man, the young man cursed and said:

"You lowly commoner, it's an honor for me to come here for tea. It's her honor to have your daughter serve me tea and keep me company. As for the tea money you mentioned, I've already paid it. If you dare to say another word, I'll make sure you lose your life here today."

The old man, lying on the ground, was weeping bitterly. A girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old, also crying, came over and helped the old man up, saying:

"Father, let it go. It's just a few tea coins. We can't afford to offend him..."

However, the old man looked up to the sky and sighed:

"This is outrageous! I'm just an old man running a tea stall, barely making any money a day. To encounter such a terrible thing, heaven is blind... there's no law... there's no justice..."

Many local residents couldn't stand it and started gossiping about it.

Zhu Yunwen overheard a shop owner nearby whispering:

"This well-dressed man clearly didn't pay and even tried to harass the owner's daughter. Unexpectedly, the matter escalated, and no one dared to speak up for him. Even the soldiers seemed to be blind... Alas, the world is going to the dogs."

Zhu Yunwen's face was somewhat gloomy. It seems that no matter which dynasty it was, it was a common occurrence for the powerful and influential to bully ordinary people.

And it seems that bullying the weak and fearing the strong has become the norm for these so-called law enforcement officers.

But Zhu Yunwen just couldn't stand it.

He snorted and dismounted, walking forward.

Just then, the rich young master saw that the old man still dared to complain, so he picked up a stool and was about to hit him on the head.

And he said viciously:

"You old codger, still daring to complain here? I'll send you to the underworld, and I'll take care of your daughter for you..."

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