The housekeeper sighed lightly and said, "That man... I heard he is very dissolute..."
Coincidentally, Shouxian County is adjacent to Qingyang Mountain, and the weather today is better than yesterday. This time, Fu Heng did not go there himself, but sent a minister to go with Jiang Wu.
Jinyiwei Qianshi, a fourth-grade official, Jiang Wu thought he would be a tall and rough man, but after sitting in the sedan and waiting for a while, he turned out to be a handsome young man.
I saw him wearing a dark purple flying fish suit, with long eyebrows and a fair face without a beard. He looked to be around 20 years old.
That Qian Shi was much more polite than Fu Heng. He knocked lightly on the sedan door, waited for Jiang Wu to sweep open the curtain, then raised his hand and said, "Miss Jiang, show your kindness next week."
Jiang Wu was sitting in a soft sedan chair, accompanied by Zhou Xian'en, the official minister, and four government officials.
Although Shouxian County is not far away, the ancient means of transportation are not as good as modern ones. It took more than two hours to arrive. When we arrived, the sun was setting and half of the sky was dyed orange.
The heavy snow had melted after all, but the ground was inevitably muddy and the mountain road was narrow. The sedan could not go any further, so we had to untie the sedan and lead the horses alone.
Jiang Wu was not squeamish, but the skirt belonged to someone else after all. If it got dirty, it would be bad. When she was still struggling, Zhou Xianen had already stepped forward and asked, "Miss Jiang, are you afraid that your shoes and socks will be stained?"
Jiang Wu waved his hand subconsciously: "No, no, no..."
Zhou Xianen didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and directly led the horse over without saying a word, "If Miss Jiang is willing, you can ride on the horse."
Jiang Wu said: "But I can't ride a horse."
Zhou Xianen smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I can lead the girl's horse."
Jiang Wu could no longer refuse after what the other party had said, but what was embarrassing was that she couldn't even get up. Zhou Xianen grabbed her arm with one hand and seemed to just give it a gentle push. Jiang Wu
He climbed onto the horse's back easily, and could sit directly on it with just a little more effort.
Miraculous... Jiang Wu was riding a horse for the first time in decades, and he was very excited. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for him to arrive.
The prodigal scholar lives in Erli Temple. This is actually a place name, which refers to the area near Erli Temple. This place is remote, but it is easy to find because there are only a few houses in total.
It's not difficult to find out the scholar's address. His name is Wang Jing, a well-known wanderer from all over the country. There are only himself and a widowed mother in his family. The widowed mother usually makes a living by washing clothes for others. She originally hoped that
Although he could provide a scholar, Wang Jing failed in the imperial examinations year after year, and the Queen Mother did not urge his son to get married and have children to live a good life.
The officious neighbor said: "Their family is a laughing stock. What kind of big cloves of garlic do Wang Jing have in the countryside? It's amazing if he can recite a few sour poems. Last time he even brought a girl back."
"What kind of decent girl could she be? She stayed at their house for only a few days and then left."
Jiang Wu had already gotten off the sedan, "What does that girl look like? Is she about the same height as me, with fair skin and big eyes?"
The neighbor recalled it for a moment and nodded: "It seems so. That girl looks like she belongs to a wealthy family, and the headdress is all shiny gold."
At this moment, in the wooden house not far away, the courtyard door was opened, and a man wearing a bamboo-green gown was about to go out, carrying a book box on his back.
The neighbor took a look and whispered to Jiang Wu, "That's him!"
Zhou Xianen took a step forward and swiped the Xiuchun knife across his face, "Jin Yiwei is on duty, are you Wang Jing?"
Wang Jing was startled by the knife hanging across his neck. He paused and said, "That's it... I'm here. What's the matter with these officials?"
The neighbor could chat happily with them for a while, but when he heard that it was Jin Yiwei, he hurriedly picked up his vegetable basket and left.
The reputation of Jinyiwei is well-known even in counties a little far away from the capital. Today, I am not wearing Feiyu uniform, and ordinary people can't recognize Xiuchundao, so I dare to chat with them for a few words.
Zhou Xianen said coldly: "Do you know Zeng Wei?"
Wang Jing was stunned, nodded, and then asked doubtfully: "We know each other, what's wrong?"
Jiang Wu saw that the confusion on his face didn't seem to be hypocrisy, so he said to Zhou Xian'en: "Why don't we go into the house and talk about it instead of blocking the door." Zhou Xian'en agreed happily.
The hut was indeed dilapidated. When the queen mother saw her son leaving and returning, she didn't know what was going on. She saw five or six people who looked like officials and were following behind her. She was afraid that her son would get involved in something, and his face would be damaged.
They were all shocked.
Several people sat at the table, and Jiang Wu got straight to the point: "Did you know that Zeng Wei is dead?"
——When he heard this, Wang Jing first opened his eyes wide, looked at them in disbelief, and murmured to himself: "How could it be?"
"According to the Zeng family, Zeng Wei left home because she eloped with you."
Unexpectedly, Wang Jing shook his head blankly: "How could I do such a thing as running away with someone? Isn't it insulting to be polite if you don't care about the girl's reputation?"
The Queen Mother on the side has never seen the world, but she also understands that she is suspicious of her son after hearing these words. She cried out in tears: "My son has been obedient since he was a child. Although he has failed several times, he will never do anything like having an affair with a girl from a good family."
It’s a matter of teaching and receiving.”
"But your neighbor just said that Zeng Wei stayed at your house for a few days and then disappeared."
Wang Jing didn't expect that they already knew this level, but he still hesitated and didn't know whether to speak. Zhou Xianen frowned. The embroidered spring knife was placed on the table. Although it was not unsheathed, he could already see its coldness.
Mang, "If you are unwilling to speak, then I can only invite you to Beizhen Fusi to speak."
Fusi in Beizhen is in charge of the imperial prison, also known as the Jinyi Prison. Everyone in the world now knows that the imperial prison can be called the eighteenth level of hell. Once entering the imperial prison, nineteen-year-olds will have no physiology. The punishment in the prison is cruel, and those who are imprisoned have five poisons.
Be prepared to taste, the limbs are incomplete.
Wang Jing, a weak scholar, would have to shed his skin if he really went to prison.
Wang Jing looked at them hesitantly, and finally looked at Jiang Wu. He asked Zhou Xianen: "Is this girl also a member of the public family?"
Jiang Wu glanced at Zhou Xianen cautiously and touched his nose awkwardly.
She is at most a temporary worker now.
Zhou Xianen did not look at her, but said to Wang Jing: "Yes."
Wang Jing breathed a sigh of relief: "Can I talk to this girl alone?"
Seeing that Zhou Xianen was silent, he hurriedly added, "If you are worried, sir, you can send someone to guard you."
Jiang Wu guessed that maybe because he was a girl, Wang Jing felt that it was difficult to talk about Zeng Wei in front of so many people.
Zhou Xian'en nodded and dismissed everyone. In an instant, only Jiang Wu and Wang Jing were left in the room.
Wang Jing said: "Is this girl also a member of the Royal Guards?"
Jiang Wu smiled: "I am a liar."
Wang Jing was not surprised, he just nodded and talked about Zeng Wei, but to his surprise, his statement was almost completely opposite to that of Butler Zeng.
"It is true that Zeng Wei and I have some friendship, but we are more in love than polite. We have never thought about giving or receiving in private, let alone elope."
"Then why do the Zeng family think you and Zeng Wei have eloped?"
Wang Jing poured himself a glass of water. Although he sneered, his expression had completely cooled down, "Of course it's because... they killed Zeng Wei, so they feel guilty."