When people in the county were talking, the first thing Liang ministers thought of was the people coming to the capital.

Because Zheng Guotai gave his test paper to his sister Concubine Zheng.

Half a month has passed now, and in terms of time, it is enough to make a quick round trip.

Liangchen didn't think about it in the mansion. Whether it was the prefect Chen Lun or the co-magistrate Liu Guotai, they were not talking about official words. And they had seen themselves in the mansion, so how could they come to Lishu Village specifically?

If it was a person from the capital, the good minister would be upset.

He didn't know how Concubine Zheng viewed his Baijuan, did he find it as interesting as his younger brother Zheng Guotai, or did he have other ideas.

As for whether Zheng Guotai’s brother-in-law also saw his own paper and what he thought about it, Liangchen didn’t dare to think about it.

With anxiety and anxiety, Liangchen rushed back home. When he arrived at the door of the house, he saw three carriages and two horses parked, one of which was sent to Liangchen back home that day, and he knew all the coachman.

"The first case is back!"

Several yamen runners and the village inside were all outside the door. When they saw Wei Liangchen, they all rushed up. There were smiles on their faces, which made Liangchen breathe a sigh of relief. At least, it was not a bad thing.

In this world, in addition to the matchmaker, there are people from the yamen. If the people from the capital came to trouble him, Wei Liangchen, then these people would definitely not be like this.

Liangchen never thought about Xiaojie and even deliberately pretended to be stupid. However, he was very keen on major events.

"The head of the small case, I'm waiting for you, go in!"

Liangchen greeted these people with a smile. Although he didn't care about them, he was very etiquette. These people were not very capable, but they really had to be determined to be unable to get over the small case of Wei Liangchen. Only now, Liangchen could not deal with them. After all, as Wu Xiuzhi said, he was not a scholar.

In the Ming Dynasty, there is a qualitative difference between having fame and not having fame and having fame. Moreover, the fame of scholars is not safe. In this era, scholars are at best reserved candidates for the gentry class, rather than becoming gentry who have few privileges. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as "poor scholar" or "sorrow scholar". On the other hand, there is no such thing as "poor scholar" and "sorrow scholar". On the other hand, scholars are not called "poor scholar" and "sorrow scholar".

Liangchen knew very well that the reason why these people looked at him with a smile was not his identity as the chief of the case, but his power. The power he borrowed for no reason, the prefecture, the county, and the unknown little uncle. This involved the Chu party. In short, it was a mess and uncle.

At present, these forces have given him great benefits to Wei Liangchen, but in the end, they have not completely changed Wei Liangchen's identity. He is still a child without fame.

Tongsheng is not the time when the tiger's body is shocked.

After greeting these people one by one, Liangchen entered the yard and found that his father was talking with the four of them.

Among the four, Liangchen recognized one, but it was the king of the county.

The other three, two of them, were heartbroken by Liangchen, but they were Jinyiwei in flying fish suits.

The other person was wearing an ordinary robe and spoke to his father with his back to Liangchen. He could not tell the other person's identity for a while. But judging from the attitudes of the king's lord Bo and the two Jinyiweis, this person was obviously the real master.

"Good minister, you are back, sir, have been waiting for you for a long time." After discovering that his youngest son was back, Wei Jinde hurriedly pulled him over. When he was talking to the king and the adult from the capital, he was so nervous that his palms were full of sweat.

Liangchen also noticed his father's nervousness and nodded slightly to his father.

"The first case is back, haha, you have won glory for our Suning, and the county magistrate praises you very much."

The king's master Bo looked at Wei Liangchen with a smile. No matter how late the news about Suning was, he also knew that the Wei family mistress had contact with the big figure in the capital, which was something he and the county master had never thought of. After hearing this, the county master was so shocked that he broke the tea bowl. He was not much better, and he was absent-minded for most of the day. Now that people are coming in the capital, the county master will be even more surprised. If it weren't for the eighth-rank vocational department who came here, the county master would have to accompany him in person.

The two Jinyiwei had no smiles, but they had no evil looks. They could only look at Wei Liangchen curiously, guessing that the young man He De could ask the concubine to come to him specially.

"Master Bo!"

Liangchen stepped forward to salute the king, and then looked at the master, and his heart skipped a beat. This man seemed to be from the palace.

The main master is indeed a father-in-law, looking at Wei Liangchen with interest.

The king's master Bo hurriedly said, "Little Case Leader, let me introduce you to you. This is the prince from Beijing."

"Students have met Eunuch Wang!" The good minister bowed to Eunuch Wang in a humble and arrogant manner. When he raised his head, he looked confused: "I wonder what Eunuch Wang is looking for for students?"

Eunuch Wang smiled and said, "It's nothing. Our family is just entrusted by someone to come and ask you for the first topic of this small case."

"inscription?"

Liangchen was stunned, and Wang Zhubo was also stunned. The reason why they were stunned was that although Wei Liangchen was the leader of the case, he had no fame and fortune after all, and he was considered a Tongsheng. This father-in-law came all the way to ask Tongsheng to write an inscription? When it was spread, no one believed it.

"Well, just draw the title."

Eunuch Wang smiled and signaled the Jinyiwei to hand him the scroll.

"Brother-in-law, what kind of painting is this?"

"You can see it yourself."

Liangchen couldn't help but be curious. He opened the painting and saw that it was a woman who was about forty years old. The woman's name was not written on the painting, but the signature was actually Dong Qichang.

Dong Qichang, a good minister, knew it naturally. If he hadn't known that he could not go back, he would have thoughts of greed and wanted to take this painting for himself. In later generations, Dong Qichang's calligraphy and painting were worth a lot of money.

"I don't know what my father-in-law wants to have a student problem?"

He placed the painting on the Eight Immortals table with bricks under the foot of the table. Liangchen didn't ask why the other party wanted to write the inscription himself, because he knew that it would be useless to ask. What he had to do now was to act accordingly and leave nothing to worry about the rest.

The king is also very curious.

But Eunuch Wang smiled and waved his hand, saying to Liangchen: "Whatever you want, you can ask whatever you want."

"random?"

Liangchen frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, but in fact he was thinking about what good poems could be used to help the Qing Dynasty and borrow them.

After thinking about it, I didn't.

"The head of the case, Eunuch Wang can wait." Seeing that the good minister did not write for a long time, Wang Zhubo kindly reminded him.

"Oh, OK, OK."

Liangchen said yes, and claimed that he was going to come over to get the pen and ink. Unexpectedly, a Jinyiwei went to the carriage outside to pick up the pen and ink, and it was obvious that he was the four treasures of the best study.

Huimo?

The good minister did not dare to work the prince and the king of kings and the princesses to grind the ink for him. He gently grind the ink and racked his brains to figure out what to do.

I gave the woman a picture, but I didn’t say anything else, just the inscription. What’s the question? If the question is wrong, will there be trouble? Who asked him to write the inscription?

The ink was polished for a while, and the prince had already frowned. The prince was also a little impatient. Even Liangchen's father felt that his son was too procrastinating.

The good minister also noticed it and felt uneasy. But he really didn't expect any good poems that suit the situation, but he had to share the same things. He finally finished writing with a bite.

Write two sentences to the right of the painting:

A golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as a grass nest.
Chapter completed!