The two secretly avoided the servant, slipped out of Yu Fangyuan, and went to the back door to meet Minghao.

When Ming Hao saw Ming Wei, his jaw almost dropped, and he asked Ming Xiang: "Why did you bring the seventh sister out?" What if something happens? ”

Ming Xiang didn't care: "The seventh sister is all cured, what can happen?" ”

"But ......"

"Alright, alright! Don't be verbose, I'll be responsible if something happens! Ming Xiang patted his chest.

Ming Hao was reluctant: "This is what you said!" ”

"I said it!"

“…… Let's go! Ming Hao hesitated to agree.

Mingwei followed the two of them, skirting the garden, crossing the mezzanine, and finally stopping at a low wall.

Ming Hao didn't know which hole in the wall he took out a few bricks and built them up one by one.

He was just about to climb up, but he was ripped off by Ming Xiang: "Let the seventh sister go up first, let's push it below." ”

"Oh......"

Minghao was about to come down, but was stopped by Mingwei: "No, you go up first, I can do it." ”

"It's going to be over the wall!" Ming Xiang looked at her in disbelief.

"Don't worry."

Probably because she was too determined, the two little ones didn't insist.

They should be used to climbing over the wall, Ming Hao went up first, pulled Ming Xiang, the two of them went up to the wall smoothly, and then looked at Ming Wei together.

Mingwei stretched out his hand to test the height of the wall, and stepped on the brick again.

"Get out of the way."

Leaning over to pull her two glances, he hesitated to move to the side.

Then, I saw her kicking the brick, and in the process of jumping up, her palm borrowed force from the wall, and the person was already sitting on it.

Ming Xiang and Ming Hao glared together.

"Let's go." Mingwei turned around at the head of the wall and jumped down from the other side.

From beginning to end, not even the skirt floated.

Ming Hao leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Why does the seventh sister seem to climb smoother than us?" ”

Where does Mingxiang know? She is even more confused than Minghao!

You must know that her circumvention skills have been practiced since childhood. Hasn't this seventh sister been locked up in the garden all the time? I don't even see much sunlight, but I can climb over the wall?

"What's wrong?" Mingwei turned to look at them.

"It's nothing ......," the two little ones silently got off the wall.

"The place you're talking about is not far from home? Are there carriages and horses? Or walk on two legs? ”

Ming Hao scratched his head: "It's not far." Outside this alley, there is a donkey cart renter, and every time we go out, we rent their donkey cart. ”

"...... dare to love, this is already familiar to the two of you.

"Let's go, then. Go and come back quickly, lest anyone find out. ”

……

The donkey cart shook and drove the three children of the Ming family out of the city.

About three miles away from the city, there is a long pavilion, which is the place where Dongning people bid farewell to relatives and friends.

At this time, many gentry had gathered in the long pavilion, all dressed up brightly.

Ming Xiang saw from a distance that the second uncle and his father were standing in the crowd with his brother, so he poked Ming Hao: "Let's not go over, let's rest on the side of the road." ”

Minghao was also afraid of being seen by his father, and he couldn't escape the beating when the time came, so he let the donkey cart stop next to the tea house.

"Seventh sister, let's go have tea." Ming Xiang said.

Mingwei followed her into the tea house, and saw that she asked for a private seat familiarly.

The tea house is built here, it is for people to send off friends to welcome relatives and friends to rest, the place is big, but the grade is not high. The seats are only separated by bamboo curtains, which is very simple.

Not long after I sat down, there were people in the audience, but they were a few scholars.

"Why are there so many people today? It's almost full. A slightly chubby scholar grumbled while wiping the sweat from his head.

One of his companions teased: "Brother Zhao, you really don't hear anything outside the window, if you look over there, you know that it's unusual." ”

That Zhao Shusheng stretched his neck and looked at the place he was pointing, surprised: "That's Lord Futai?" And the gentry...... Who are they gathered here to greet someone? ”

"Haha!" Another scholar laughed, "Brother Zhao, did you know this?" We've come around here for this! We were still talking about it, but you didn't hear it? ”

"Where can Brother Zhao hear me?" The previous one said narrowly, "He, these days for the annual exam to stay up late and study hard, almost can't hang the beam, if we don't drag it out, I'm afraid that he is still studying at the moment." ”

Several people laughed for a while, and finally got to the point.

Zhao Shusheng asked: "Lord Futai welcomes you personally, but I don't know who is welcome?" ”

His companion flicked the folding fan and said with a smile: "This person is amazing. At the age of eighteen, he played horses and paraded the streets, and at the age of twenty-one, he was released as a county order, and he repeatedly solved strange cases, known as Qingtian. Twenty-seven prefects, twenty-eight ......"

"Needless to say!" Zhao Shusheng shouted, very excited, "Is it Jiang Wenfeng?" Patrol the imperial history Jiang Wenfeng?! Lord Jiang actually came to Dongning? Why didn't you say it earlier! ”

In the next seat, Mingwei was surprised to hear it.

Jiang Wenfeng? This is a famous minister who will be handed down to future generations.

This Lord Jiang, in her time, was more famous than the emperors and generals of her time. Because of his deeds, he was compiled into a book by the storyteller, and asked Jiang Qingtian to clear his grievances.

Most of the cases written in it were created by storytellers, and they can't be taken seriously, but he is indeed a genius himself.

At the age of eighteen, he was released at the age of twenty-one, and he was famous for solving the case, and he was transferred back to Dali Temple, and then rose all the way. In the eighteenth year of Yongjia, he inspected the imperial history and inspected the provinces. Later, the court was turbulent, but he had no impact, and he remained an official until he was more than 60 years old.

In his life, he didn't get involved in much court affairs, and he basically went around in the Dali Temple Metropolitan Procuratorate of the Criminal Department, asking cases full-time, and he was very "clean".

This year is the eighteenth year of Yongjia, and Jiang Wenfeng is the imperial historian of the patrol.

It turned out that the prefect of Dongning brought people to greet him, but it was actually this Jiang Qingtian?

That's right, no matter how high the status of that Yang Gongzi is, that is, he is a relative of the emperor, and he is not the same as Wenchen, how can the prefect bring people to greet him? Wenchen is heavy-minded, and if he really does this, he will not be ridiculed.

Mingwei tapped his head and shook his head.

She is a Jianghu person in her bones, and these things can't be thought of for a while.

"Eighth sister, did Yang Gongzi come to Dongning with Master Jiang?"

"That's right! What's wrong? Ming Xiang didn't feel anything at all, her attention was all on Yang Gongzi.

Mingwei knocked on the table: "You mentioned it originally, I thought Yang Gongzi was playing at a relative's house." Now think about it...... How could he go with Master Chiang? ”

A brother who spends all day and drinks and a Geng Jiewenchen can't catch up at all. Even if you do, you should go your own way.

Ming Hao dragged his male duck voice: "Seventh sister, this Yang Gongzi has an official position, it seems to be ...... The Imperial City Division mentions. This time, it was mainly Jiang Yushi who was ordered to inspect the provinces, and the Holy Lord sent him along by the way. In fact, we all know that he is just looking for a way to play. ”

Imperial City Division? Mingwei was even more surprised.

This Imperial City Division is not an ordinary yamen, but a private organization that only obeys the orders of the saints. In other words, it is the eyes and ears of the emperor, who specialize in spying on intelligence and supervising hundreds of officials.

It has a lot of power, but its members rarely appear in front of people, and both the people and the officials respect and fear it.

And to mention this official position, he should be the second-in-command of the Imperial City Division, and he must be the emperor's henchman.

Would the emperor give such a position to a gentleman as a façade?