Qinhuai Street.

More than a dozen Jinyiwei were walking in the middle of the road, and pedestrians around them hurriedly avoided them.

Anyone who knows a little can see that the leader of the Jinyiwei is extremely intimidating in his bullfighting suit.

In the early Ming Dynasty, during the Hongwu period, the Jinyiwei were Zhu Yuanzhang's personal guards and ceremonial guard.

Because they served as a guard of honor, the costumes of the Jinyiwei were extremely gorgeous.

The top Jinyiwei among them would be rewarded with flying fish uniforms and bullfighting uniforms.

In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, one could even be awarded a dragon robe.

"I bought my breakfast from this teahouse."

Led by Chen Zhi, the group soon arrived at Ping'an Teahouse. Chen Zhi hurriedly said.

When Song Zhong and his companions reached the entrance of the teahouse, the receptionist came over and said, "Gentlemen, I'm so sorry, today's breakfast has been sold out."

The servant was a little nervous. He didn't expect that what happened earlier would even alarm the Jinyiwei.

In the capital, the Jinyiwei had a reputation for being extremely brutal, especially influenced by the Hu Weiyong case, and they would often confiscate property and exterminate entire families at will.

"What nonsense! This is Lord Song Zhongsong, the governor of the Northern Pacification Division of the Jinyiwei. Why don't you ask your boss to come out and greet him?"

The captain who followed him shouted directly.

The purpose of their coming is not just for this breakfast, but more for the person who made this breakfast.

The servant was frightened and quickly turned around and ran in to report.

When the many guests who were drinking tea in the teahouse lobby saw the Jinyiwei coming, they were frightened and left quickly.

But in just over ten breaths, the entire teahouse became quiet.

In this situation, there wasn't even a crowd of people watching the excitement.

Only some people who couldn't contain their curiosity watched from afar.

Upstairs, Zhu Ying quickly found out what happened downstairs.

"Why did the Royal Guards come to my teahouse? Could it be that someone is looking for trouble?"

Zhu Ying frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said to Zhang Bo: "You go down and deal with them first and see what the situation is."

Uncle Zhang nodded and went downstairs directly.

Zhu Ying's ears moved slightly. This wooden structure had very poor sound insulation, and he could hear the noise below even though he was upstairs.

At this moment, the Jinyiwei group was already sitting in the lobby. The shopkeeper asked the servants to quickly serve tea, and then stood by with a smile on his face.

Zhang Bo walked down and asked with a smile: "It is really a great honor for our teahouse to have you patronize it."

"I wonder if you gentlemen are here for tea or breakfast."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Bo scolded the servants, "What are you still standing there for? Go and tell the kitchen staff to prepare something quick and bring it out early."

After hearing Zhang Bo's instructions, several servants hurried to the kitchen to deliver the message.

Song Zhong looked at Zhang Bo and asked with a smile, "Are you the owner of this teahouse?"

"I am a humble commoner. I wonder if you have any instructions. I will do my best and will not let you down." Uncle Zhang said with a smile.

Song Zhong did not answer. His smiling face suddenly turned gloomy, and he snorted coldly and said:

"Do you think I am blind? When will the Jurchens ever serve breakfast to the Han people?"

Song Zhong's voice was cold, and anyone could hear the anger in his words.

He was not actually angry, he was just a little suspicious of Uncle Zhang in front of him, and he was angry.

If this Jurchen woman was the owner of this teahouse, Song Zhong also believed that the chef behind her was definitely a Han Chinese.

Zhang Bo was suddenly embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would not recognize him.

However, the Jinyiwei were extremely powerful in Nanjing City, and Zhang Bo didn't know how to deal with them all of a sudden.

But before Zhang Bo could worry for long, footsteps were heard coming from the stairs.

Zhu Ying came down directly. He knew that under the current circumstances, Zhang Bo could no longer handle the situation.

Although he was a member of the Imperial Guard, Zhu Ying was not too worried.

Not to mention that the teahouse business is not very important to him, and this teahouse is currently under the name of Prince of Yan Zhu Di.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Before Zhu Ying's figure appeared completely, the voice had already come down.

The tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but calm and composed, as if being exposed was not a big deal.

But this time, Song Zhong was really unhappy.

This really shows that they don't take the Jinyiwei seriously.

How could a lowly merchant dare to deceive the Imperial Guards?

In his Jinyiwei Yamen, even if a small captain went out, ordinary people would be respectful when seeing him.

Who is he Song Zhong?

The Jinyiwei Beizhenfusi Zhenfushi was a fourth-rank official in charge of the imperial prison and had the power to patrol and arrest.

The government office directly under His Majesty can find someone guilty even if you are innocent.

Even the ministers of the six ministries and meritorious officials had to treat him with caution.

A businessman, or a sedentary businessman.

Who gave him the confidence?

However, Song Zhong is a cautious person.

Now he has already forgotten what happened earlier.

He wanted to find out who gave this businessman the courage to look down on the Imperial Guards.

Song Zhong's silence does not represent the silence of other thousand households and hundred households.

"What a brat, he is so arrogant that he doesn't even take us from the Jinyiwei Yamen seriously."

"Do you know what a crime it is to deliberately deceive the Jinyiwei?"

"If a mere merchant is looked down upon by an official, it is at least a crime of disrespect."

Beside Song Zhong, there were people shouting, reprimanding, and making sarcastic remarks.

It's not meant to put any pressure on Zhu Ying.

As the Jinyiwei, even a captain under their command could deal with a small businessman like this, and it was not the turn of their superiors to step in.

I say this only because my boss is here, acting as the vanguard, so I have to go ahead on my own.

Song Zhong had an indifferent expression, and he just watched Zhu Ying walk downstairs coldly.

But as Zhu Ying's face gradually appeared before Song Zhong's eyes.

His indifference disappeared in an instant, and a hint of horror suddenly appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"This, this, this, how is this possible, absolutely impossible!!!"

When he saw Zhu Ying's profile, Song Zhong became confused, even a little panicked.

As the Northern Pacification Envoy of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he didn't stay in the yamen every day, or just wander around the capital.

Zhu Yuanzhang extremely distrusted eunuchs and only had one or two of them serving him.

Even the matter of conveying the imperial edict was the responsibility of the Jinyiwei superiors.

For example, the Tongzhi and Qianshi of Jinyiwei were officials of the third and fourth ranks respectively.

Among them was the personal guard, none other than Jiang Li, the commander-in-chief of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Most of the time, there were only two people, the Southern and Northern Pacification Envoys, guarding the Jinyiwei Yamen.

Among them, the Jinyiwei has a total of 5,000 people, and more than 2,000 people are guarding the safety of His Majesty in the palace.

If there is any important event in the palace, such as sacrifices, Song Zhong must bring people there.

Therefore, Song Zhong was not unfamiliar with Crown Prince Zhu Biao.

He is also one of the few people who is qualified to personally guard His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Although he had not yet seen Zhu Ying's face, the extremely similar profile alone was enough to horrify Song Zhong.