Today, Duanmu Lang treated Ming Su with new eyes.
The bamboo slips had been completely opened, and had a slight smell of moldy bamboo. But now the bamboo slips looked clean, and it seemed that they had been well preserved since they came into Fu Mingsu's hands.
"This is a travelogue written by a member of the Liu Dynasty's royal family who traveled around the world a thousand years ago. Look here..." Fu Mingsui showed Duanmu Lang a line of words on the bamboo slips, "In the country of Kale, people are three inches tall, have wings, are good at talking and joking, and love to eat elixir. Look, isn't it a bit like the villain described by the prince?"
Duanmu Lang was slightly surprised, and looked at the description carefully. "The man is three inches long." He measured it with his hands, and it was indeed about the same length as his father's. "With wings." His father also said that the little man flew away in the end!
"Hiss!" He couldn't help but take a breath. Could it be that there really is such a villain in this world? !
Fu Mingsuo also marveled: "The world is so big, and there are all kinds of wonders. When I first saw this scroll, I just thought it was interesting, but I didn't expect that there really were such villains in the world." While reading the ancient characters on the scroll, he gently stroked the scroll, with love in his eyes.
Duanmu Lang suddenly came to his senses: "Then where can I find this cup for my father?! Hey, let your brother Fu Mingrui come and find it, and we will report it to the police!"
Fu Mingsu's fingers on the scroll did not move. He had given this cup to Prince Kang, but now it was lost again because of some villain.
He finally remembered that there was a record of a similar villain and wanted to find it out to make an excuse, but Duanmu Lang kept holding on to him.
This was not a good thing, so he naturally didn't want to involve Fu Mingrui anymore.
He looked at Duanmu Lang with a bit of hesitation: "My brother... it's okay, but they have their own rules for the Eight Gates. The Eight Gates investigate major criminal cases, and in this case..." Fu Mingsui frowned slightly, "If no one is dead, it's not the Eight Gates' business. If the emperor knew that the entire Eight Gates in the capital were looking for a... cup for the prince..." Fu Mingsui stopped talking here and looked at Duanmu Lang, letting him judge the severity of the case himself.
Duanmu Lang's face darkened and he slapped his hands on the table. "Tsk! What a hassle! What should I do?" He looked at Fu Mingsu anxiously. "I want to find an identical one, but you don't have one. I asked Fu Mingrui to find one, but it didn't work! So what do you say? I can't go back empty-handed! How can I explain this to my old man? Ah? Either you take this scroll and tell him that his cup was really stolen by a monster. Who can take care of this monster? Fu Mingrui can't do anything about it either."
Fu Mingsu smiled faintly: "This monster, in our capital, there are really people who take care of it."
"Who?" Duanmu Lang raised his eyebrows.
Fu Mingsu smiled slightly: "Nine gates."
"Nine Gates?" Duanmu Lang was confused for a moment, but soon he suddenly remembered, "You mean the Ninth Gate? That emperor..." Duanmu Lang raised an eyebrow at Ming Su, "I heard that the Ninth Gate...hiss, seems to specialize in investigating strange cases in the capital."
Fu Mingsui raised his lips and smiled: "Isn't this case strange now?" Fu Mingsui pointed at the little man on the bamboo slips. He would naturally not involve his brothers' Eight Gates in such troublesome matters, and the Nine Gates was another thorn in his father's heart. The timing was just right.
"Hualala, huh, huh." Jiumen is so leisurely, with the sound of mahjong playing every day.
In the past, it was not surprising that the Nine Gates became a government office with little money. The cases they investigated were not profitable, and they were supported by direct funding from the court.
The imperial court paid salaries based on the number of people. Their department was so small, with only a few people like them. They had a lot of work to do but received little salary, so naturally they were poor.
Now, they have money. With the arrival of the great god Lian, money is rolling in. Lian Youyou opened up a new way and opened up their way to wealth. It turns out that they still make money this way.
There is no need to report this money to the court. It is something we both know about and are willing to do. One is willing to fight, and the other is willing to be beaten.
In the past, I had a lot of work but little pay and wanted to have a leisurely life. Now, I have money and a lot of free time, and I just want to do more work that can earn money.
"Hey~~~ How vulgar do you think this vulgar person is?" Sanniang took off the white jade card with her delicate hands. "When I was busy before, I always wanted to rest, but now that I am free, I want to find something to do~~~~"
"Hehe." Yun Xi smiled slyly, "Sanniang, you wanted to be free before because you didn't make any money from working. Now you want more easy and profitable things. Hehe, if there is such a good job, I would also like to take it. Little Lettuce, you really made an invaluable contribution this time. With just one hand, you have earned all the money for the entire Nine Sect in a whole year."
Little Lettuce smiled shyly: "It was Sister Youyou who answered the phone." After saying this, Little Lettuce looked at Lian Youyou with a little admiration.
Lian Youyou threw out Xifeng: "Don't worry~~ I will give you guys this kind of work next time. Everyone can take it and make some private money."
Yun Xi smiled happily with his fox eyes: "I don't mind earning more pocket money like this, so I don't have to starve anymore."
"Master! I want it too!" He Shiqi immediately raised his hand, "I want pocket money too!"
Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows and took out a fifty-liang silver note from her bosom: "Here, spend it. I brought you here. If you need money in the future, tell me."
"Wow——" He Shiqi's eyes widened. He was stupid, but he knew money very well. He happily took it and said, "Master, you are so nice! Master, you are the most beautiful!"
Yun Xi, who was standing by, felt his teeth ache when he heard this. The sleeping Lin Tingjun raised his lips slightly, and Hei Yan, who was sitting at the corner of the table, looked down on him. Little did he know that his self-abuse was really not as good as He Shiqi's flattering appearance.
"Oh, our Aqi is still comfortable. He doesn't work but gets paid." Yun Xi smiled slyly.
"Who said our Ah Qi doesn't work~~~" Sanniang couldn't bear to see Bai Yunxi, "Those two holes on the wall and the ground are all the work of our Ah Qi. He deserves to be paid for guarding the house~~~"
When this was mentioned, Yun Xi couldn't help but give a thumbs up to He Shiqi. Indeed, when it came to guarding the house, they were not as brave as He Shiqi.
He Shiqi took the banknotes and folded them carefully. He began to look for a place to hide them. He looked at his feet and was seen by Lian Youyou. He frowned immediately and said, "It's hidden in my shoes. It stinks!"
"Oh." He Shiqi was still very obedient. He started looking again, and after searching for a while, he suddenly unzipped his trousers and tried to hide the banknote in his underwear.
When Sanniang saw this, her beautiful eyes straightened immediately: "Aqi! Don't hide it in your underwear, it will fall off when you take off your pants!" As for He Shiqi, everyone treated him as a child, so Sanniang said it directly without any hesitation.
He Shiqi suddenly realized and looked at Sanniang gratefully: "Sister Sanniang is right, I..." He Shiqi began to look for a place to hide again, and his extremely serious work was like hiding an important treasure. From this point of view, if he gets married in the future, he will definitely be a man who likes to hide his private money. (To be continued)