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Although the Capital City was the most prosperous place in the Great Han Dynasty, carriages pulled by dragon horses were a rare sight.

After all, a single dragon horse was worth at least tens of thousands of gold coins, and the dragon horses pulling Zheng Ming's carriage were the top-notch Black Dragon Scale Feathers, each valued at over one hundred thousand gold coins, and gathering six of them cost millions.

Therefore, the moment Zheng Ming's carriage appeared, it attracted countless citizens to gather around, with many people pointing and whispering about the carriage.

"Tiezhu, drive straight into the city!" Seeing Zheng Tiezhu stop the carriage, Zheng Ming ordered in a deep voice.

All day long, Zheng Tiezhu had been guessing Zheng Ming's identity, but regarding the question of who Zheng Ming was, his grandfather--whom he had always feared--merely told him four words: "Don't ask too much."