While Lin Ke was observing, another group of people arrived.
The title of Mr. Shenlin who solves crimes has indeed brought a lot of traffic to Chaoyang Street.
Of course, most of them come with good intentions, but there are also many people who come with bad intentions.
Fortunately, there are many gentlemen and ladies here, and no one dares to cause trouble at will.
But it's hard to say.
There must be many smart people in Imperial Capital, but this does not mean that there must be few idiots.
Lin Ke wasn't very worried either.
What kind-hearted people are around him currently?
The most powerful one is Qi Shangshu.
Having gathered thirteen departments from three provinces, he could even withstand the wrath of the Holy Emperor. This shows how powerful the minister is.
Below him are the two masters, the great scholar Li Chungang, the painter Wang Lin, and the shopkeeper.
Needless to say, the great Confucian scholar was also a powerful person, second only to the ministerial level.
I don’t know how strong the other master, Wang Lin, is, but judging from the original choices, Li Chungang, Wang Lin and shopkeeper Tong should all be on the same level.
Further down, the Golden Crow Prince King Kong counts as half of his assistance, and Li Hanlin counts as half.
After all, no one will find trouble, right?
Maybe?
Thinking of this, Lin Ke heard a wild laugh outside the door.
"What nonsense are you talking about the criminal officer? He has nothing to do with the investigation. It's just Jingdong Shaoyin Li Hanlin's 'interrogation' that worked!"
His voice was extremely arrogant, as if he was the only one in the world.
There are two possible sources of this sound. One is the arrival of the most powerful person, which means that the Holy Emperor is here.
The other is a fool.
Lin Ke, who finally took the opportunity to rest for a long time, sighed helplessly.
He stood up, walked toward the door like other customers, and then looked at the excitement outside.
When Lin Ke walked to the door, he saw that the person who said this was not at the door of Tongfu Restaurant, but at a tea shop not far away.
An upside-down mountain tea shop!
The father and son in this tea shop are the old father Chen Pingping and the young man Chen An.
There are not many people at the Upside Down Shancha Pavilion, and there is a fee to sit down.
Chen Pingping has the best ventriloquism and is a lifelong storyteller. His performances often win applause.
Chen An learned from Chen Pingping, and his oral skills are not bad either.
The two people alternately speak and work together, and the effect is very good.
I just don’t know who Chen An’s mother is, Lin Ke has never seen her.
At this time, all I could see was a young man in white standing at the hanging mountain tea shop.
The man was holding a white jade folding fan, with his hands behind his back, giving everyone a back view.
Such an ordinary back figure... Lin Ke narrowed his eyes and looked at the visitor, lost in thought.
Such adjectives and nouns such as "holding a fan", "white clothes", "gongzi" and "hands behind the back" can be found in fairy tales and fantasy novels if there are not one hundred thousand but eight thousand.
Most of them are of high character and like to put on pretense, etc., but few have such true nature.
But the person running towards him in front of him clearly is not his nature.
"Oh? Who is the young master? Brother Lin has been awarded the title of 'Executive Officer of the Great Wei'. In my opinion, he is well-deserved!"
Chen Pingping's voice could be heard in the tea shop.
"Hahaha, how can a person in a Chaoyang small street have such respectable status? He is just a humble person who wants to be called 'a god who solves crimes'?"
The man who was talking outside the tea shop walked as if he had heard some ridiculous joke, and could not stop laughing for a long time.
Both inside and outside the tea shop, whether they were coming to listen to a book for the first time, the Chaoyang crowd who had been witnessing Lin Ke's handling of the case, or the theatergoers, all frowned in unison.
Finally, the young man stopped laughing, turned around and looked at Chen Pingping on the stage. After looking around at the crowd, his eyes finally stayed on the stage.
At this time, the young man no longer concealed his disdainful expression: "I am a lowly citizen, so what is a high-ranking Confucian official? You are all ants. I respect the Holy Emperor, support three provinces, read thousands of books, and respect sages, so I can't judge you."
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It means that you people are all common people with low status. You cannot be called Confucian scholars, nor are you officials of the imperial court. You are all ants.
And I respect the Holy Emperor, support the Three Provinces and Twelve Parts, read many books, and admire the sages, but now I can’t even comment on a lowly pariah?
"Haha, this 'Great Wei Ti Xing Guan' and 'Case Solving God' are from Brother Lin awarded by the government. If the government says that the old man cannot be passed down and cannot talk about this 'Da Wei Ti Xing Guan', then I will hang the Chen Tea Shop upside down.
Ping Ping admitted it."
Chen Pingping looked at the young man at the door calmly: "Maybe you can bring out government documents and notices, that's fine!"
The young man who was still standing at the door not only did not become angry, but looked at Chen Pingping on the stage with a smile, giving people the impression that he had done a great job in nourishing his energy.
But what he said made most people present look ugly.
I heard the young man say loudly: "First of all, how can you talk about reputation and official position when you are a bunch of lowly people? Secondly, my father is the Zuo Si of Emperor Jingzhao Mansion. Do you think I am qualified?"
Zuosi of Jingzhao Prefecture!
At Tongfu Restaurant, the eyes of the melon-eaters suddenly lit up.
Is this a show to oppress the people?
All these gentlemen and young ladies rushed out one after another, extremely excited, holding various kinds of milk tea in their hands.
Lin Ke also followed the crowd and came out to watch the fun.
Anyway, he is not Lin Ke at this time, just a passerby.
What kind of grudge does passerby A have with the young man in white?
At this time, the young man walked up to the stage, glanced around, and chuckled: "I went to the restaurant just now and didn't find Lin Ke. I wonder if Lin Ke dares to come forward and see him?"
Chen Pingping shook his head towards Lin Ke without leaving any trace, meaning to tell Lin Ke not to get involved in this trouble.
Chen Pingping saw Lin Ke just now when he arrived here.
"Untouchable, it seems we have to use other methods."
The young man snorted coldly, raised his foot and kicked the old man in the chest.
Killing in the street?!
Everyone present was shocked, but no one knew what to say.
Anyone who commits an offense in the street shall be fined fifty to five thousand taels of silver, depending on the condition of the injured person. If the victim dies, his life shall be paid immediately.
However, this is a situation where there is no grudge between the two parties. If there is grudge, it will depend on the actual situation.
"How brave! These are the feet of the Holy Emperor!"
"The Holy Emperor is a wise man, but will you pay attention to the fight between two ants at your feet?"
"That's right. This kind of matter can be solved at the Jingzhao Mansion at best."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Aren't we going to stop it?"
"You're stupid! Son of Zuo Si of Jingzhao Mansion, I won't cause trouble to the family anyway."
"Hmph! Confucian scholars like us will not sit back and watch the bullying of the weak and timid!"
The onlookers were talking a lot and had their own opinions.
Some people wanted to help, some were hesitant, some looked on with cold eyes, and some laughed.
At this moment, a pressure emanated from the young man on the stage.
"Confucian realm!"
someone exclaimed.
At the same time, there was also an aura permeating the air. It was the patrol envoy patrolling the Imperial Capital all day long!
The voice of the inspector came over: "This is the Imperial Capital, don't even think about committing murder in public! Otherwise, you will..."
However, the young man's eyes flashed coldly, a faint light appeared on his feet, and his speed became a little faster.