The two of them secretly avoided the maid, slipped out of Yu Fang Yuan, and met Ming Hao at the back door.
When Minghao saw Mingwei, his jaw almost dropped, and he asked Mingxiang: "Why did you bring the seventh sister out? What if something happens?"
Mingxiang didn't care: "Seventh sister has recovered from her illness, what can happen?"
"But……"
"Okay, okay! Don't be nagging, I will be responsible for anything that happens!" Mingxiang patted his chest.
Minghao was reluctant: "This is what you said!"
"I said so!"
"...Okay!" Minghao agreed hesitantly.
Mingwei followed the two of them, going around the garden, through the alleys, and finally stopped at a low wall.
Minghao took out a few bricks from which hole in the wall and piled them up one by one.
Just as he was about to climb up, he was pulled down by Ming Xiang: "Let Seventh Sister go up first, and let's push down below."
"oh……"
Minghao was about to come down, but Mingwei stopped him: "No, you go up first, I can do it."
"You're trying to climb over the wall!" Mingxiang looked at her in disbelief.
"rest assured."
Maybe she was too determined and the two little ones didn't insist.
They were used to climbing over walls. Minghao went up first and pulled Mingxiang. The two of them successfully climbed up the wall, and then both looked at Mingwei.
Mingwei stretched out her hand to test the height of the wall and stepped on the bricks.
"You guys get out of the way."
He leaned forward to pull her two eyes to look at each other, then hesitantly moved to the side.
Then, I saw her kicking off the bricks, and while she was jumping up, she used her palms to lend strength to the wall, and she was already sitting on it.
Mingxiang and Minghao stared together.
"Let's go." Mingwei turned around on the wall and jumped down from the other side.
From beginning to end, not even the hem of the skirt floated up.
Minghao leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Why does the seventh sister seem to be able to crawl more smoothly than us?"
How did Mingxiang know? She was even more confused than Minghao!
You know, her wall-climbing skills have been practiced since childhood. Hasn't this seventh sister been locked up in the garden all the time? She doesn't even see much sunlight, but she can actually climb the wall?
"What's wrong?" Mingwei turned around and looked at them.
"Nothing..." The two little ones silently walked down the wall.
"Is the place you mentioned far from home? Are there carriages and horses? Or do you have to walk on two legs?"
Minghao scratched his head: "It's not far. There is a donkey cart rental company outside this alley. Every time we go out, we rent their donkey cart."
"..." This is already familiar to the two of you.
"Then let's go. Go back quickly before anyone finds you."
…
The donkey cart swayed three times, carrying the three children of the Ming family and heading out of the city.
About three miles away from the city, there is a long pavilion, which is where Dongning people say goodbye to their relatives and friends.
At this time, many gentry had gathered in the pavilion, all of them dressed brightly.
Ming Xiang saw from a distance that his second uncle, his father and his elder brother were standing in the crowd, and he poked Minghao: "Let's not go there, let's rest by the roadside."
Minghao was also afraid that his father would see him and he would not be able to escape a beating, so he asked the donkey cart driver to stop next to the teahouse.
"Seventh sister, let's go drink tea." Mingxiang said.
Mingwei followed her into the teahouse and saw that she asked for a private seat in a familiar manner.
The tea house was built here for people to say goodbye to friends and welcome relatives and friends for a while. The place is large, but the quality is not high. The private seats are only separated by bamboo curtains, which is very simple.
Not long after we sat down, someone came to sit next to us, but they were a few scholars on an outing.
"Why are there so many people today? It's almost full." A fat scholar complained while wiping the sweat from his head.
One of his companions ridiculed: "Brother Zhao, you are really deaf to what is going on outside the window. Just look over there and you will see that it is unusual."
The scholar Zhao stretched his neck and looked where he was pointing, surprised: "Is that Mr. Futai? There are also all the gentry... They are gathered here. Could it be that they are welcoming someone?"
"Haha!" Another scholar laughed, "Brother Zhao, do you know this? We came here specially just for this! We were talking just now, but you didn't hear us?"
"Brother Zhao, how can you hear that?" the person from before said narrowly, "He, he has stayed up late and studied hard for the annual exam these past few days, and it's almost bone-breaking. If we hadn't dragged him out by force, I'm afraid he would still be studying at this moment.
"
A few people laughed and laughed for a while, and finally got to the point.
Zhao Shusheng asked: "Master Futai personally welcomes you, but you don't know who you are welcoming?"
His companion flicked his folding fan and said with a smile: "This man is amazing. He rode horses and paraded in the streets at the age of eighteen. He was released as a county magistrate at the age of twenty-one. He repeatedly solved strange cases and was known as Qingtian. He was appointed magistrate at the age of twenty-seven and became a magistrate at the age of twenty-eight.
…”
"Needless to say!" Zhao Shusheng shouted, extremely excited, "Is it Jiang Wenfeng? Jiang Wenfeng, the patrol censor?! Mr. Jiang has actually come to Dongning? Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Sitting across the seat, Mingwei was surprised when he heard this.
Jiang Wenfeng? This is a famous official who will be passed down to future generations.
This Lord Jiang was, in her day, more famous than the emperors and generals of his time. Because of his deeds, storytellers compiled a story called "Jiang Qingtian's Purge of Injustices".
Most of the cases written in it were created by the storyteller and should not be taken seriously, but he himself was indeed a wizard.
At the age of 18, he was promoted to a prostitute, and at the age of 21, he was released to the outside world. Because he became famous for solving crimes, he was transferred back to Dali Temple, and then he was promoted all the way. In the 18th year of Yongjia, he was appointed as the patrol censor, inspecting various prefectures. Later, the court was in turmoil, and he
It didn't have any impact, and he continued to serve as an official until he retired in his sixties.
Throughout his life, he was not involved in many court affairs. He basically worked in the Dali Temple Procuratorate of the Ministry of Punishment, investigating cases full-time, and was very "clean".
This year is the 18th year of Yongjia, and Jiang Wenfeng is appointed as the censor of the inspection.
It turns out that the person whom the Dongning prefect led people to greet was actually Jiang Qingtian?
That's right, no matter how high the status of Mr. Yang is, he is a relative of the emperor and a relative of the country. He is not on the same level as the civil servants. How could the prefect bring people to welcome him? Civil servants are very dignified. If they do this, they will not be laughed at.
Mingwei knocked on his head and shook his head.
She is a charlatan at heart, and these things could never occur to her.
"Eight Sister, did Mr. Yang come to Dongning with Mr. Jiang?"
"Yes! What's wrong?" Mingxiang didn't think anything was wrong at all. Her attention was entirely on Young Master Yang.
Mingwei tapped the table: "When you mentioned it originally, I thought Mr. Yang was visiting a relative's house. Now that I think about it...how could he be traveling with Mr. Jiang?"
A young man who spends a lot of time drinking and drinking, and a gentleman who is a civil servant are completely incompatible with each other. Even if they meet, they should go their separate ways.
Ming Hao drawled his drake voice: "Seventh sister, this Mr. Yang has an official position, it seems... the Imperial City Secretary. This time it is mainly Jiang Yushi who was ordered to inspect various mansions, and the Holy Emperor sent him to accompany him by the way.
.Actually, we all know that he just found an excuse to come out and play."
What did the Imperial City Secretary say? Mingwei was even more surprised.
This Imperial City Department is not an ordinary government office, but a private organization that only takes orders from the Holy One. In other words, it is the emperor's eyes and ears, specializing in spying on intelligence and supervising officials.
It has great power, but its members rarely appear in public. Both the common people and officials respect and fear it.
As for this official position, he should be the second-in-command of the Imperial City Department, and must be the emperor's confidant.
Would the emperor give such a position to a dandy as a front?