Riding the Pheonix Chapter 21: Qingtian

At the table, the story of how Jiang Wenfeng investigated the case was already vividly told.

Ming Hao listened with great interest: "So this Lord Jiang is so powerful!"

Ming Xiang 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 feels that if she was born in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, she must have been one of the murderers of a certain handsome man...

As time passed, there were more and more people in the teahouse.

If you come early, you can still get a seat, but if you come late, you have to stand under the eaves. The store owner brought out seven or eight benches, and they were filled to the brim in an instant.

Just like that, people kept coming over.

Greeting to anyone I know: "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 time, "So they all came for that Lord Jiang? Is he 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.

Ming Xiang took a look and saw a seven or eight-year-old girl walking over with a blind old woman.

"Wow, I have to look at it even if I can't see it..." Ming Xiang was resigned to being inferior, he was even more persistent than her.

Mingwei also took a look, but frowned.

I am afraid that these grandparents and grandchildren are not here to watch the fun, but to complain about injustice.

There is a sense of death lingering in the girl's body, but it does not come from herself. Apparently someone has died in her family. The old woman looked sad, and her hand holding the cane 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 began 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 Changting, the officials and gentry have already taken action. 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 into a small gentry family with very little financial resources. What's more, such an extravagant style does not look like an upright official who is called Qingtian by the people.

Sure enough, the people watching also started talking about it.

Some people 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 made decisions 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 upright officials. He must be poor in style, courteous to virtuous people, 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.

Actually, this is just wishful thinking.

The salaries of officials in this dynasty are not low. No matter how honest they are, they will not be worse than the rich people in the countryside.

Besides, when the censor goes out to inspect the capital, can there be no one on hand? The interests of lower-level officials are the most closely related. 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 Princess Mingcheng His grandson, the third son 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? Couldn't he also learn to ride a donkey like you?"

The scene burst into laughter.

In the same way, the princess and the consort have made great contributions to the country, and it is natural for future generations to enjoy their legacy.

"Oh, stop!" Mingxiang grabbed Mingwei's sleeves excitedly, stretched his neck and looked at it for a while, feeling unhappy, "It's too far away, can't see clearly. Seventh sister, let's go over there Look!"

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?"

Ming Xiang 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 regular clothes, accompanied by several guards, hurried from the back of the motorcade to the front to greet the prefect and others.

It was a bit far away, so 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. ~IndoMTL.com~ There was a clamor in the tea room: "Master Jiang, that is Master Jiang!"

"What a talent indeed!"

"Yes, yes!"

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 prefect invited him to get on the sedan chair.

Probably due to the overwhelming hospitality, Jiang Wenfeng finally got on the sedan chair. The magistrate's sedan followed closely behind, and the gentry either got into the sedan or took a car, and the group marched toward the city gate.

The government 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" could not be heard.

Ming Hao 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 unconvinced when she exposed him: "I just can't do the classics, so 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 said angrily: "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!"

"Okay..."

The two siblings were bickering 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.

Watching the fun is not too big a deal, that’s why I say that Jiang Qingtian solves cases like a god, and now I can see the live version!