At the table, he was already telling the story of how Jiang Wenfeng investigated the case vividly.
Minghao listened with great interest: "So this Master Jiang is so powerful!"
Mingxiang didn't care about Mr. Jiang at all. He just stared at the official anxiously and said, "Why aren't you here yet?"
She worked hard just to catch a glimpse of the beauty.
Mingwei felt that if she had been born in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, she would have been one of the murderers of a certain handsome man...
As time went by, there were more and more people in the teahouse.
If you come early, there will still be a seat, but if you come late, you have to stand under the eaves. The store moved seven or eight benches out, and in an instant, they were full of people.
Just like that, people kept coming.
When meeting someone you know, say hello: "Hey, Brother Song, are you here too?"
The other party laughed: "How can I not come if I can see Jiang Qingtian in person?"
"Hey," Mingxiang noticed at this moment, "So they all came here for that Mr. Jiang? He is so famous?"
Ming Wei thought to herself, of course, do you think everyone is like you and only pays attention to beauties?
"Grandma, wait here, Jiang Qingtian will be here soon." A clear child's voice sounded outside the window.
Mingxiang took a look and saw a seven or eight-year-old girl walking over with a blind old woman.
"Wow, even if you can't see it, you have to look at it..." Mingxiang was resigned to the defeat, he was even more persistent than her.
Mingwei also took a look, but frowned.
I'm afraid these grandparents and grandchildren are not here to watch the fun, but to complain about injustice.
There was a sense of death lingering on the girl's body, but it did not come from her. Apparently someone had died in her family. The old woman looked sad, and her hand on the crutch was clenched tightly. Others were in high spirits, but she pursed her lips tightly.
Two people like this came over to watch the fun?
"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle." But a man offered his seat to the old woman, and the girl thanked her repeatedly.
Seeing that it was almost noon, the three siblings of the Ming family were so hungry that they ate several plates of snacks. The people waiting outside also started to get anxious, and finally there was movement on the official road.
Mingxiang was the first to notice and pulled Mingwei's sleeve: "Seventh sister, look!"
A group of carriages and horses came from a distance, getting closer and closer.
Over at the pavilion, the officials and gentry have already taken action, and it seems that this is indeed the person they are waiting for.
Outside the teahouse, someone also shouted loudly: "It's coming, it's coming! Jiang Qingtian is coming!"
The scholar at the table also looked over, and Scholar Zhao exclaimed: "Wow, it turns out to be a Si chariot! There are also more than a dozen large chariots, what a grand display. Is this really Lord Chiang's motorcade?"
Jiang Wenfeng was born in a small gentry family, and his family background was very poor. Moreover, such an extravagant style did not look like an upright official who was called Qingtian by the people.
Sure enough, the people watching also started talking about it.
Others said: "How much does it cost to buy these carriages and horses? Isn't Jiang Qingtian a good and honest official?"
"Yes! Look at that car, it's shiny and gold, it must be very valuable..."
Previously, these people were talking loudly about how Jiang Qingtian acted for the people, but now their tone of voice has become a little subtle.
In the hearts of the people, there is a mold for an upright official. He must be honest and poor in style, be courteous to the virtuous and corporal, and share the hardships of the people.
For a thousand-mile patrol like this, it would be best to have two broken-down vehicles and a few escorts to satisfy their imagination.
It would be better if there was one person and one servant, carrying a small package and riding a small donkey.
In fact, this is just wishful thinking.
The salaries of officials in this dynasty are not low, and no matter how honest they are, they are no worse than those of rich people in the countryside.
Besides, when the censor goes out to inspect the capital, can there be no one on hand? The lower-level officials have the most closely related interests, so just bring a few guards, let alone investigating the case, they can kill you at any time.
Seeing that they were doubting the idol, the scholar at the table couldn't stand listening anymore and said loudly: "Stop guessing! This big car definitely does not belong to Mr. Jiang. The person traveling with Mr. Jiang this time is the grandson of Princess Mingcheng.
The third young master of Bolinghou Mansion, this car must belong to him!"
After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.
"It turns out to be the young master of the Hou Mansion, no wonder!"
"He is actually a descendant of Princess Mingcheng? Back then, the princess and her consort fought on the battlefield to serve the country and the people. Unexpectedly..." Some of the descendants lamented that they were not living up to expectations.
Someone then interjected: "As a member of the royal family, shouldn't it be appropriate for a prince to have a grander appearance? Can't he also learn to ride a donkey like you?"
The scene burst into laughter.
It is also true that the princess and the consort have made great contributions to the country, and it is natural for future generations to enjoy their legacy.
"Oh, it's stopped!" Mingxiang grabbed Mingwei's sleeves excitedly, stretched his neck to look at it for a while, and felt unhappy, "It's too far away, I can't see clearly. Seventh sister, let's go over there and see!"
Mingwei held her down and said, "There's no need to go. I think Mr. Yang has no intention of getting out of the car."
"No way?"
Mingxiang muttered and looked over, and sure enough he found that the Si chariot was parked on the side of the road without being opened, and even the driver could not sit still.
Such a big airs, which is quite in line with the rumored temperament.
Everyone was waiting eagerly when they saw a man in ordinary clothes, accompanied by several guards, hurrying from the back of the motorcade to the front to greet the prefect and others.
It was a bit far away and I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he had an upright body and excellent demeanor, which quite fit the image of a loyal gentleman.
There was a clamor in the teahouse: "Master Jiang, that is Master Jiang!"
"He is truly a talented person!"
"Yeah yeah!"
Everyone else looked at Jiang Wenfeng, but Mingwei looked at the grandfather and grandson outside the window.
The old woman had already stood up. The girl supported her and the two of them squeezed out.
They were old and young, and others were polite, so they were asked to push to the front.
Over there, Jiang Wenfeng met everyone and the magistrate invited him to get on the sedan chair.
Perhaps out of hesitation, Jiang Wenfeng finally got into the sedan chair. The magistrate's sedan followed closely behind, and the gentry either got into the sedan chair or took a car, and the group marched towards the city gate.
The yamen officials cleared the way and blocked the onlookers on both sides.
As Jiang Wenfeng and others approached, the people shouted loudly, "Jiang Qingtian" and "Master Jiang".
Minghao was extremely envious: "It would be great if one day I could be like this."
"Hahaha!" Mingxiang laughed at him rudely, "Just you? Let's wait until you get the first grade in the annual exam!"
Minghao was exposed by her and was unconvinced: "I just can't do the classics and meanings. What's the point of memorizing them by rote?"
"It's not interesting, but we have to take the imperial examination!" Mingxiang made a face at him.
Ming Hao angrily said: "Don't underestimate me! I'll give it a try next year."
"Go ahead! As long as you pass the county examination, I will kowtow to you and admit my mistakes!"
"good……"
The two siblings were quarreling here, and suddenly a shrill shout came from outside: "Sir, the civilian woman has been wronged! Please seek justice!"
The onlookers were startled and then became excited.
It’s not too big a deal to watch the excitement, so I said Jiang Qingtian solved the case like a god, and now I’ve seen the live version!