On the evening of the second day, the grain ship docked at Weimajiakou Wharf in Tianjin.

Tianjin is a port of entry for three major cities, and its water transport is prosperous. There are countless large and small ships on the river at the wharf, and the watercraft ships loaded with goods are docked in an orderly manner. The workers at the wharf are busy coming and going, and the scene is prosperous.

Yin Chengyu stood on the deck and watched for a while before slowly getting off the boat.

Wan Youliang, the Tianjin garrison commander, the prefect of Hejian Prefecture, the magistrate of Jinghai County, and others, along with their many subordinates and followers, had been waiting at the dock early. When they saw Yin Chengyu coming down, they immediately came up to greet him attentively.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince is 1,000 years old."

A group of officials, both great and small, greeted him warmly, all with smiles on their faces. If one didn't know, one would probably think that Yin Chengyu was here for a trip rather than to investigate the salt administration in Changluo.

"No need to be polite, my lords." Yin Chengyu nodded slightly, scanning the people present one by one, matching their faces and names with his memory.

"You have traveled a long way, so I have prepared a welcoming banquet for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at Nanchuan Tower."

The one who spoke was Wan Youliang, who was short and rather fat. His bulging belly made his scarlet official uniform bulge out, and the golden lychee belt around his waist was tied tightly, as if it would burst at any moment.

He put on an extremely flattering smile, with three layers of fat on his chin: "I hope Your Highness the Crown Prince will appreciate it."

Yin Chengyu had seen Wan Youliang before. At that time, he was not as fat as he is now. He was a middle-aged man with a kind face and a slightly plump appearance. Unexpectedly, he had changed his appearance in just two years.

Yin Chengyu felt disgusted when he saw him like this, and frowned slightly, but did not refuse: "It is inconvenient to take the boat, I will go to the inn to change clothes first."

As he spoke, he glanced through the crowd, as if he had just discovered someone, and asked, "Why don't I see Fang Yushi?"

Wan Youliang hadn't had time to smile at the first half of his sentence, but his face froze at the second half. The wrinkles on his face trembled, and he smiled, "The Salt Administration Office caught fire a few days ago, and Fang Yushi was accidentally injured and is recovering now."

"I see." Yin Chengyu nodded, as if he was just asking casually and didn't delve into it. He said to Wan Youliang, "Master Wan, please lead the way."

The inn they stayed in this time was a three-courtyard house that was requisitioned from the Salt Commissioner's Office. I don't know if Wan Youliang had specifically instructed that, but although the courtyard was elegantly decorated, there was nothing luxurious about it, and everywhere it showed a hint of "shabbyness" that was inconsistent with the royal family.

Yin Chengyu said nothing and led his men into the courtyard.

Xue Shu led fifty elite soldiers from the four guard camps to defend the entire courtyard tightly. As for the remaining soldiers, they were temporarily settled in the guard post.

By the time Yin Chengyu came out after changing his clothes, Xue Shu had just arranged the patrol.

Since Zheng Duobao still had to pack his suitcase, Xue Shu accompanied Yin Chengyu to the banquet.

"Wan Youliang has come with bad intentions. Your Highness is of noble status, why would you attend the banquet?"

"They have taken great pains to arrange such a big show. If I don't give them face, how can they continue the show?" Yin Chengyu laughed, "We have to see what they are up to."

Because of his intervention, this life is different from the previous one.

In this life, with the Zhao family heir's complaint arranged by him, Fang Zhengke sent a memorial back to Beijing soon after arriving in Tianjin, exposing the chaos of Changluo's salt administration. Afterwards, Fang Zhengke checked the archives of the past years in order to find evidence. Although this move exposed the chaos of the salt administration in advance and caught Wan Youliang off guard, on the other hand, it was also a surprise, giving Wan Youliang room to fight.

The Salt Administration's old files were burned, so Wan Youliang could have refused to plead guilty until his death. That's why he took the trouble to arrange such a big show.

As soon as he landed, they presented Tianjin as a well-organized and well-governed city, but they just thought they could deceive him.

"Let's go." Yin Chengyu gathered his cloak and walked out slowly.

Nanchuanlou is the largest restaurant in Tianjin Wei.

Because Yin Chengyu had arrived today, the place had been cleared in advance and there were no other guests. The restaurant manager attentively led the group to the private room on the second floor and sat down.

Yin Chengyu sat in the main seat at the top, while Xue Shu did not take his seat but waited beside him with lowered brows and eyes.

The welcoming banquet was nothing more than wine, meat, singing and dancing. After the banquet began, musicians and dancers slowly entered. The beautiful dancer stepped forward with light dance steps to pour wine for Yin Chengyu. She was wearing a Hu skirt, with her lotus-white arms exposed, and a thin gauze wrapped around her plump figure. Her pair of scissors-like eyes looked at him, wanting to say something but not saying it.

Yin Chengyu curled his lips and took the wine glass from the beauty's hand, and raised his glass to signal the officials: "I will drink a glass with you gentlemen."

He neither accepted nor rejected it, which made it hard to understand what he was thinking.

The officials at the table exchanged glances, wondering whether this beauty trap had worked.

The prince was already seventeen years old, but he had neither married nor taken a concubine. According to their thinking, how could this hot-tempered young man stand loneliness? That was why they specially arranged for a skinny horse from Yangzhou Prefecture. If the prince accepted her, it would be the best, so that they could control her in the future; if he did not accept her, it would be a good opportunity to test his attitude.

Everyone's mind was full of thoughts, and their attitude became more earnest.

Yin Chengyu accepted all the toasts and praised the magnificent scenery of Tianjin. For a while, the atmosphere of the banquet was very harmonious and joyful.

Xue Shu stood beside him, and seeing him smiling as he drank cup after cup with others, his eyes darkened.

Then he looked at the dancers dancing in the center, each with a gentle and charming posture and charming eyes. Especially the one who just poured wine for Yin Chengyu, she was outstanding.

He had been around in the streets before, so he naturally knew that such women were extremely attractive to men.

Your Highness just smiled at her. Does he like this too?

Xue Shu was angry about his guess, but he suppressed his anger.

How can such a vulgar woman be a match for His Highness?

When the banquet ended, the moon was already at its zenith.

Yin Chengyu drank a lot of wine tonight and looked drunk.

Wan Youliang and his party escorted him to the carriage, pointed at the accompanying dancers and said with a smile: "Your Highness Guan Guan did not bring any maids with him on this trip, and I am afraid there will be no one to serve you. Although these dancers have rough looks, they are still suitable to be maids. Why not let them serve Your Highness?"

Yin Chengyu held his temples with his eyes slightly closed, and did not respond to his words, as if he was very drunk.

Seeing this, Wan Youliang winked at the dancers, regardless of whether he agreed or not. The leading dancer followed the car. Anyway, as long as she followed him back, the prince would not be able to send her away the next day.

Xue Shu's face suddenly became even gloomier when he saw this.

He glanced at Wan Youliang and said sinisterly, pinching his throat: "Master Wan may not know that on the way to Tianjin, two thieves sneaked on board and tried to commit crimes. Although they have been caught and killed by our family, there is no guarantee that there will be no fish that slip through the net."

"Your Highness's safety is of great importance. Now, anyone who serves His Highness in person must be interrogated by the four guards. I think these girls are delicate and weak, and I'm afraid they can't stand the interrogation."

After saying this, his gaze, like an icy blade, slowly swept across the dancers, carrying with it a chilling chill.

Not to mention the dancers, even Wan Youliang felt a little scared.

The two assassins were naturally arranged by him. But the main purpose was to gather information, and the assassination was just a last resort. Although he was sure that the matter was not done by him and the prince could not hold him accountable, he still shuddered when he thought of the death of the two people reported by his subordinates.

His face froze, and he dared not to stop it any further. He could only watch the prince's carriage drive away slowly.

The carriage left Nanchuan Tower and returned to the inn.

Yin Chengyu then opened his eyes, sat up straight, and glanced at Xue Shu with admiration: "Well done."

He was indeed a little drunk, but not unconscious. He pushed Xue Shu out to respond, but he didn't want to break up with Wan Youliang for the time being.

Xue Shu pursed his lips, looked at him for a long while, and said, "Those people are not worthy of Your Highness."

This was an overstepping of the bounds. Yin Chengyu glanced at him lazily and said, "It is not your turn to comment on my affairs."

Although he said this, he did not seem angry. After all, he had heard similar words too many times in his previous life.

Recalling his previous life, Yin Chengyu felt unhappy again and glared at Xue Shu.

If others are not worthy of it, then you are?

"Come here and give me a leg massage."

Seeing Xue Shu lowering his head and massaging his legs obediently, Yin Chengyu felt relieved and closed his eyes and fell asleep in the rhythmic swaying of the carriage.

Yin Chengyu was only slightly tipsy at first after drinking a lot of wine tonight, but after being swayed in the carriage all the way, the alcohol took over and he was about 70% drunk.

Seeing that he was very drunk, Zheng Duobao quickly asked someone to cook some hangover soup.

Xue Shu took him back to the room, sat down beside the couch, and started to take off his cloak and outer robe.

Yin Chengyu only felt a pair of hands wandering around his neck. When he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw that familiar face.

The hands untied his cloak and then took off his outer robe. However, the owner of the hands was dressed neatly, not a hair was out of place.

It's like this again! It's like this again!

A surge of anger surged from his chest, and Yin Chengyu suddenly pushed the man away, his eyes sparkling with anger: "How dare you!"

Xue Shu was caught off guard and pushed away by him. He fell down at the end of the bed, his eyes full of surprise.

I don't understand why he suddenly got so angry.

"Your Highness—"

"Did I let you speak?"

Yin Chengyu scolded coldly, stood up with the help of the bedpost, and looked at Xue Shu with a sneer.

At this time, he was standing and Xue Shu was sitting. This feeling of being in a dominant position made Yin Chengyu's expression a little more relaxed. He leaned over Xue Shu, pinched his chin, and almost nose to nose with him: "Every time you look after me, today it's my turn to test you. I'll teach you the rules of respect and inferiority!"

After saying this, he let go of his hand, looked down at Xue Shu, and ordered, "Take off your clothes yourself."

Xue Shu looked at him in surprise and suspicion, and his movements slowed down for a moment.

Yin Chengyu couldn't wait any longer and asked coldly, "Why, do you still want me to help you?"

Xue Shu shook his head and pursed his lips to suppress the turbulent emotions in his heart. He stared at Yin Chengyu with deep eyes, and there seemed to be a storm brewing in his eyes. But his movements were very obedient, and he slowly untied his top...

Yin Chengyu looked at him recklessly, his eyes lingering on his lean upper body for a moment, and sneered: "You don't have anything more than others, why do you have to hide it and not dare to let others see it?"

He became impatient again and said coldly, "That's enough, get out."

Xue Shu didn't understand what he said and just thought he was very drunk. Hearing that, he stopped what he was doing, put his shirt back on, and walked out without saying a word.

The blue veins bulging from his neck and the boiling blood in his body showed how restless he was at the moment.

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