"Fengtian is indeed very different from before!"

The flat road, rows of trees beside the road, and the two rice fields are neat and uniform, and they give people a refreshing feeling, making a young man in his thirties riding on the horse unable to help sigh.

"Yes, I always thought that Fengtian would have a lot of more wilderness interest than the mainland, but now it seems that it is unexpected! It seems that people's words of Ferdinand as a capable minister are indeed true."

A two-wheeled caravan was pulled down by a tall horse, and walked briskly on the official road in Fengtian. An old man in the car looked at the scenery on both sides of the road while talking to the young man in a fancy dress.

"Haha, that's natural, otherwise, how could the emperor give him a heavy responsibility?" The young master of Huafu laughed when he heard the old man's words. He knew that the old man was arrogant, but he was always dissatisfied because he had not been valued. This made him feel unhappy when he looked at many ministers respected by Kangxi. Especially for people like Ferdinand who were not well-known in the Shilin and were always hard to see in the officialdom, he felt even more unfamiliar.

...

"Hey, let's give way to the front!"

The young master of Huafu was chatting with the old man, and a man screamed from behind their two-wheeled caravan. The young master of Huafu immediately turned around and looked back, but it turned out that an old man was following them in a four-wheeled carriage, walking on one side of the road.

"Hey, I'm telling you what's wrong with you? The government has an order, go forward and go left! Why are you occupying the center of this road? Are you not afraid of being detained?" Seeing the young man in China turn around and look at him, the old man driving asked loudly again.

"Go forward and left? What does it mean?" The young man in China didn't understand what the old man meant, so he couldn't help but ask.

"After looking at your car, you will know that it is not a Fengtian man!... The carriage and horses must go to the left! Otherwise, it will be easy to block other carriages and horses, understand?" the old man shouted.

"Fengtian still has this rule?"

"Yes. We have more people using carts in Fengtian, especially on the road close to Fengtian. If there is no rule, then we will squeeze the road through? I heard that the government is thinking about double the road in two years!" The old man was obviously a microphone. When he heard the question from the young master of China's clothing, he also accompanied the message when answering.

"Brother, what do you mean by saying 'being detained'?" The old man in the double-topped carriage asked again.

"I don't understand what it means to be detained? The government ordered that if someone violates the rules, he would detain the carriage and would not be allowed to go on the road for three months!" the old man replied.

"Not allowed to go on the road for three months? Will the government return the carriage?" The old man thought that the government was plundering people's wealth under the name of "deducting carriages", but now it sounds like it doesn't mean that.

"Of course. The government does not lack our broken car, and the broken horse is just a lesson." After saying that, the old man raised his whip and said, "The two of you are leaning to the left. The old man still has to hurry to overtake!"

“…”

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"There are many horses in Fengtian and many cars!"

The old man in the double-carry carriage and the young man in the Chinese uniform arrived in Fengtian City only realized how correct this was.

Just outside the city, they actually saw rows of cars and horses parked not far from the city gate. In amazement, the two sent people to ask, and then they realized that Fengtian City was not large in size and could not allow too many cars and horses to enter. Therefore, the government asked someone to set up such many temporary storage "parking lots" outside, and only charge a small storage fee, so they could choose a seat to place the carriages and horses.

"The carriages and horses are not allowed to enter the city. If you stop outside the city, you have to collect money. This is really 'a good way to make money'... What about the carriages and horses in the city?" The old man said angrily after hearing the report from his subordinates.

"I heard that the carriages and horses in the city are all numbers. If you brush them on the carriage, there is no need to be confused!" The subordinate who was sent to inquire said again when he heard the old man's words.

"Hmm? Still numbered?" The young man in the Chinese costume felt a little funny.

"Yes! That's what those people said!" the subordinate replied.

"Okay, it's all you have to do!" The young man in China waved his hand to signal that he knew, then turned to the old man and smiled bitterly: "Brother Jiang, what do you do with our carriage? Judging from the meaning, we probably have to leave the carriage and horses!"

"How can you do it? You and I have a saint's decree, how can we do it without carriages and horses? Is it still up to you? What's more, this arbitrary prohibition of people from entering and leaving the city and charging parking fees is clearly extorting money. Since we have come here, we cannot ignore it..." The old man said with a righteous face.

"Brother Jiang, it's better not to cause trouble. Let me tell you clearly that I'm really afraid of being provoked by someone here in Fengtian!" The young master of Huafu said with a wry smile.

"You..." Seeing the young man in China's clothing showing such a lack of ambition, the old man could no longer speak.

"Haha, Brother Jiang, don't be angry either. Even if you want to take care of the matter, you have to look more, right? Let's just watch it all the way from outside the city to the city. It's better than sitting in a carriage?" The young man in China was not in a hurry when he saw the old man being angry, but just smiled and persuaded him.

"Well! Just listen to you!" He shook his head helplessly and looked at the young master of Chinese clothing. The old man got off the carriage and took the lead in walking towards the city gate. However, when their group of people walked to the city gate, they were actually stopped by several veterans guarding the city gate:

"Are you from another place?"

"Yes! What's wrong with this military master?" The young man in China saw the old man's face again with an unhappy expression, and hurriedly signaled his subordinates to go over and reply to the veterans.

"It's nothing? It seems that you don't look like locals. Are you coming to Fengtian to do business or to seek relatives and friends?" asked a veteran who looked like a head.

"Back Jun Ye, we are here to find someone. We are going to Fengtian Prefecture Office!" The reply was the follower of the young master of Huafu, and his head was relatively flexible.

"You are going to the government office?...Oh, then when you enter the city gate, turn left and take the bus. By the way, I have a map of the city here. You are just a newcomer. Do you want to buy one to take a look? It won't be lost, right?" the veteran pulled out a map from behind and said.

“…??”

Finally entered the city.

The young master of Huafu and the old man waited in a rectangular pavilion for a while, and then he took the so-called "bus" on the first road, which is commonly known as the "city patrol horse" by the local people. The car is relatively large, with a white circle in front and back of the body, with a red "one" written in the circle, and there is a strange number near the front and rear of the body. The young master of Huafu has seen it and knows that it is a Western number. The carriage is pulled by two horses and four wheels, and can sit on more than ten people at the same time.

"Strange things happen every year, and I've encountered them all today!"

The young man in the Chinese costume sat in the car and couldn't help but sigh. The old man surnamed Jiang, who was with him, couldn't help but nodded, "It's really strange. Even if he wants to make money, he won't use this method!"

As soon as you get on the bus, you will have to pay a copper coin. Although it is a little expensive, no one will force you; that is to say, if no one takes a bus, setting up these buses is equivalent to losing money.

"Is there any unknown clue here?" The old man's head that he usually recites poems and essays is not enough.

"Let's not guessing here. Let's ask again when you arrive at the government office later. I don't think this matter will be like Brother Jiang!" The young master of Huafu thought about it but couldn't come up with the answer, so he had to make some inference based on what he had known about Ferdinand and others in the past.

"I hope this is the case! Otherwise, even if I am a low-level person, I, Mr. Jiang, would have to submit a copy of the book." The old man said.

"Haha, this is natural!" said the young master of the Chinese costume.

...

"The government office has arrived!"

The bus stopped, and the young master of Huafu, the old man surnamed Jiang and his men got off the carriage one after another. Without seeing the Fengtian Prefecture, he took out the map he bought from the veteran at the city gate.

"How can I take out the map of this city without authorization and sell it for money? What if there is a foreign enemy invasion? Wouldn't you give all your vitals to the enemy?" The old man surnamed Jiang said angrily again after seeing the map.

"Yes, I will really have to say this later! Let someone punish those soldiers in the city gate!" The young master of Huafu also echoed.

However, although he was talking about the veterans of the city gate who sold the map, with the guidance of the map, the few people quickly found the place they were looking for. Just turn a corner.

...

"Why is there no one?"

The Fengtian Prefecture Yamen is of the same level as the vassal state yamen within the pass, but the young master of Huafu and the old man surnamed Jiang did not see a guard at the office.

"Go in and take a look!" After waiting for a while, the young master of Chinese clothing was about to send two subordinates to go in and take a look, but he saw a man dressed in an official walked out of it.

"Yang Zhongne!" The old man surnamed Jiang called out first.

"Hmm?...Brother Jiang, Jiang Chenying?" Yang Zhongne, who was still in Fengtianzhi, heard the shouts, looked up and saw the few people standing at the government office. He first recognized the Tanhualang who was in the same subject as him, and the famous Qiyuan lay Buddhist Jiang Chenying.

"Oh, Brother Jiang, why are you here? This is..." Yang Zhongne met Old Man Jiang with a smile, greeted him, and looked at the young man in a gorgeous costume.
Chapter completed!