050 Chaos

The soldiers guarding the city gate saw Feng Qingchen from afar and were very curious, but due to their duty, they did not dare to move. Now that someone was approaching them, they certainly would not let go of this opportunity.

When... two spears blocked Feng Qingchen's way, the soldier guarding the city pretended to be ignorant and asked: "Miss, do you want to enter the city? Where are you from? If you are from the capital, please show your badge. If you are from another place, please show your entry and exit documents."

The Dongling Dynasty had very strict population management. Every person had to go to the government to register and get a birth certificate when they were born. The birth certificate was a proof of identity, which stated your residence and family, a bit like a modern ID card, but more practical than an ID card.

In the Dongling Dynasty, or in the Jiuzhou Continent, everyone has their own disc card when they are born. If you don’t have a disc card, you are a refugee, and refugees are not allowed to enter the city, and they can be killed at will.

Local residents must register when entering or leaving the city, and outsiders must have documents issued by local authorities to enter or leave the city.

It may seem cumbersome, but it greatly ensures urban security and reduces crimes committed by vagrants. This continent is quite good at personnel management.

As for the untouchables, they have no proof of identity. Their proof is the word "untouchable" on their chest. This brand is the proof of their identity.

Untouchables are usually kept in captivity and guarded by special people. Not only do untouchables have no freedom, they also have to do heavy work.

Zhou Xing escaped from the untouchable camp, and no one knew how he managed to get into the city.

Feng Qingchen was not angry even though her way was blocked. She stood there gracefully, looking at the soldiers guarding the city with a smile on her face, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

No matter what era we live in, human nature is so dark. There are many people who add icing on the cake, but few who help in times of need; there are many people who take advantage of others' misfortunes, but few who lend a helping hand.

Do these people want to see Feng Qingchen's joke? Then let them see it.

"Feng Qingchen is from the capital. His license plate is at home and he didn't bring it out."

As soon as these words were spoken, the passers-by who were originally talking about something immediately shut their mouths and looked at Feng Qingchen in surprise.

She actually admitted it so easily. Is Miss Feng not afraid of rumors because she has a clear conscience, or is she not afraid of the itch because she has too many lice and doesn't care?

They remembered that Feng Qingchen was not so easy to talk to last time, and she tried her best to conceal her identity.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Feng Qingchen glanced coldly at the people who were watching the excitement, and kept looking at them until they lowered their heads. Then he said calmly: "So, can I enter the city?"

"Well, I'm afraid it won't work without a disc." Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't care about his reputation at all, the soldier guarding the city could only respond dryly because all the difficult questions he had thought of before were useless.

"Really? What if I must go into the city?" Feng Qingchen gently smoothed the loose hair on her forehead, and her dark eyes met the evasive eyes of the soldiers guarding the city.

In fact, it’s not that Feng Qingchen doesn’t care about her reputation, but today’s incident will sooner or later be dug out by someone with ulterior motives. Instead of waiting for others to use this handle to attack her, it’s better for her to show this attitude herself.

Although Feng Qingchen's clothes were in disarray, she walked into the city openly and honorably. There was nothing on her that needed to be covered.

The same thing, if you look at it or talk about it from a different angle, the effect will be completely different.

Feng Qingchen understood this point very well. In modern times, she had seen many media workers who used a pen to write about dead people.

The soldier guarding the city was glared at by Feng Qingchen and did not dare to embarrass her. He immediately said, "If Miss Feng insists on entering the city, she only needs to ask her family to bring Miss Feng's plates, or ask someone in the city to be a guarantor to prove Miss Feng's identity, and then she can enter the city."

I mentioned two methods, but in fact only the latter one can be used.

Everyone in the capital city knows that the Feng family has fallen on hard times, and Feng Qingchen is the only one in the entire family. Who would send her a badge to prove her identity?

However, if he asked someone in the city to act as a guarantor, not just anyone could be the guarantor. At least he had to be a well-known person so that people could believe in Feng Qingchen's identity. And how could Feng Qingchen possibly know such a person?

Of course, this was not the soldiers guarding the city deliberately making things difficult for Feng Qingchen, but it was their duty.

Originally they thought there was nothing exciting to watch, but when they heard what the soldiers guarding the city said, they became excited again.

"Hey, have you heard that the seventh son of the Wang family is having an affair with Miss Feng?"

"Really? Why did I hear it was the eldest son of the Su family?"

"What eldest son of the Su family? It's obviously the third son of the Xie family."

"Who is that?"

There was a discussion among the crowd, and the noise was so loud that even Feng Qingchen couldn't pretend not to hear it.

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Feng Qingchen kindly satisfied everyone's curiosity and raised his voice slightly, "In that case, could you please send me to the palace to tell the Seventh Young Master of the Wang Family that Feng Qingchen is back."

Su Wenqing and Xie San are of no use at this time. Only Wang Qi, who needs her help, will come to pick her up obediently.

"So it's the Seventh Young Master. What a pity! How could such a nice man like the Seventh Young Master fall for Feng Qingchen?"

"What a pity! The Seventh Young Master will not marry Miss Feng. With Miss Feng's family background, she cannot marry into the royal palace."

As long as it's related to Feng Qingchen, everyone can say something.

When the soldier guarding the city heard this, he hesitated whether to go to the palace.

They can't afford to offend the palace.

The soldiers guarding the city gritted their teeth, exchanged opinions with their brothers, and prepared to send someone to the palace to ask, but when they were about to go to the palace, they found...

The city gate, which was originally crowded with people coming in and out in an orderly manner, attracted countless people to watch because of Feng Qingchen's appearance. In just a cup of tea, it was surrounded by three layers of people inside and outside, and no one could squeeze out at all.

"It's over." The soldier guarding the city felt his legs go weak.

At the gate of the capital city, this is a critical checkpoint. If such a situation occurs and is discovered by the people above, he will be dead.

"Disperse, disperse, everyone disperse, line up, those entering or leaving the city, stand still." The soldiers guarding the city drew their weapons, ready to maintain order, hoping to settle the matter before the people above noticed.

But... the more anxious I get, the more confused I become.

"Sir, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm going into the city."

"Don't squeeze me. I'm just leaving town."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, you're blocking my way."

You go in and I go out, neither of us gives way, and the more anxious we get, the more chaotic it becomes.

When Dong Lingjiu, Dong Lingziluo and Yuwen Yuanhua, who had returned triumphantly a few days ago, came to inspect the city gate, they saw this chaotic scene.

"General Yuwen, what's going on?" Dong Lingjiu paused, asked with a dark face.

Yuwen Yuanhua was a famous young general. As soon as he returned to the emperor, he entrusted the safety of the imperial city to him. Yuwen Yuanhua was responsible for the safety of the capital and the imperial palace.

Such honor and favor is unprecedented and will never be repeated. Yuwen Yuanhua is considered the number one military general in the Dongling Dynasty.

But this incident happened just as this number one military general took over the safety of the capital.

"Uncle Ninth Prince, please calm down. I will send someone to investigate immediately." Yuwen Yuanhua's bronze face turned red at this moment.

I just returned to the capital, and I lost face in front of the Ninth Uncle and the Seventh Prince. It's really...

"Go and ask what happened. The city gate is an important place and it is in such chaos. If thieves take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the capital, can you bear the responsibility?" Dong Lingjiu's tone was not very good.

There was no other way. The emperor had forced him to come for today's patrol. He didn't want to take care of these political affairs at all, but the emperor hoped that Dong Ling Zi Luo would be closer to him. It would be best if he could clearly support Dong Ling Zi Luo in the fight for the throne.

From this we can see that the emperor is not so satisfied with the prince.

There is no way. A sick and weak prince cannot bear this heavy responsibility.

Without any orders from Yuwen Yuanhua, his personal soldiers immediately took action, stepped forward to inquire what had happened, and at the same time mobilized troops to suppress the incident at the city gate.

The chaos at the city gate was easy to find out, and after a moment, Yuwen Yuanhua's personal soldiers came back to report.

The chaos at the city gate was ultimately caused by one person, and that person was...