Emperor Cheng also thought it made sense.
"So, we at the Ninth Gate will not investigate cases committed by people like this, because we have no experience." Yao Guang turned around and faced Emperor Cheng, "Your Majesty, it is Fu Mingrui who has experience in solving cases. How many locked room cases did he solve last year? He is the leader of the Eight Gates at such a young age, and no one can deny his admiration!" After Yao Guang finished speaking, he raised his thumbs high with an expression of admiration on his face.
After hearing this, Emperor Cheng's eyes suddenly flashed with cunning, and then he looked at Fu Kun again: "Left Prime Minister, Yao Guang's words make sense. Fu Mingrui is a great detective of our dynasty. I have also heard of him. It seems that this case is the best for him."
Fu Kun's heart was filled with anger, and he hated Yao Guang to the core. Yao Guang was a genius at sophistry, or to put it bluntly, a liar, just like his subordinates in the Ninth Gate, all of them were charlatans!
Of course, Fu Kun remained calm on the surface and took a step forward: "Your Majesty, Lord Ma said that when Ma Yun disappeared, the butterfly was in human form. Haha, if this was done by a human, how could the butterfly maintain its human form?" Fu Kun asked Yao Guang in return.
Emperor Cheng pretended to be puzzled again and asked Yao Guang: "Yes, Yao Guang, how can a butterfly take the form of a human? It seems that this case has fallen to your Ninth Sect again."
Yao Guang smiled. The emperor was looking for trouble. Emperor Cheng was very interesting as a ruler. He was annoyed when something really happened. He loved to make trouble when he had nothing to do.
As the saying goes, serving the king is like serving a tiger. As a subject, you must first understand the king's temperament, so that you can serve the king instead of a tiger.
Yao Guang could already sense that Emperor Cheng wanted to make this drama more interesting.
So, he twisted his neck and pointed at Fu Kun: "Fu Kun! I think you are trying to help your son shirk responsibility. Now all the officials are here, and your son hasn't even investigated the case, but you are blaming the evil spirits. You are clearly spreading rumors to confuse the public. The emperor said that this is the court, not a teahouse! If this gets out, do you want to make the people of the capital panic?"
Fu Kun stared at Yao Guang and could only grit his teeth. Fu Kun certainly knew Emperor Cheng's temper, and this was the time for Emperor Cheng to support Yao Guang.
Emperor Cheng looked around, a smile in his eyes.
"Master Yao is right." General Yuchi went out again. "I never believe in things like demons and ghosts. They are all rumors made up by the people. How can we take them seriously? A case is a little weird, and you put the blame on the demons. Prime Minister Fu, your son is only capable of this? Then how can he be qualified to lead the Eight Gates!"
"Old General Yuchi." The Minister of Justice Qi Rui stood up. "There are many cases in the eight gates of the capital. The ninth gate is not only for evil spirits. All difficult and complicated cases, strange and supernatural ones can be investigated by the ninth gate. This way, people and things are put to their best use. Right?" Qi Rui looked at the row behind him, with a hint in his eyes.
Everyone stood up and expressed their opinions: "This case should be investigated by the Ninth Gate."
Fu Kun raised his lips slightly, but said nothing at this time.
Emperor Cheng looked at the two aggressive parties and was about to speak, but Ma Guanqun became anxious. Since it was his son, he didn't care who he offended.
He immediately crawled over and grabbed Fu Kun and Yao Guang's robes: "Lord Zuo Xiang, Lord Yao, you can't kick each other like this! I beg you, otherwise, you can investigate together!"
Fu Kun and Yao Guang looked at Ma Guanqun at the same time. Thunder roared in their heads, and they immediately looked at Emperor Cheng. As expected, Emperor Cheng smiled, but he quickly put away his smile and said sternly, "Shut up, everyone!"
Ma Guanqun immediately let go of Fu Kun and Yao Guang's robes and fell to the ground. Everyone fell silent again.
Emperor Cheng leaned forward slightly and looked at Yao Guang and Fu Kun solemnly: "I have decided that the Ninth Gate and the Eighth Gate will jointly investigate the case of the butterfly! The time limit is three days. Within three days, if the Eighth Gate finds the murderer first, the Ninth Gate will be closed from now on!"
Yao Guang pursed his lips and glanced at Fu Kun. It was all your people's fault. There are only three days left.
When Fu Kun heard this, he smiled, lowered his head and turned to Yao Guang, grinning secretly, revealing an expression that said, "You're finished."
At this time, Emperor Cheng continued, “The Ninth Gate must first find the murderer and remove Fu Mingrui from his position as the leader of the Eight Gates!”
Suddenly, Fu Kun's expression froze.
Yao Guang immediately knelt down and said, "I, your Majesty, am willing to take this case. But Your Majesty, since you have already made such a bet, why not bet bigger? Fu Mingrui's official position is not worth the entire Nine Gates."
Emperor Cheng raised his eyebrows: "So, whose official hat do you want to take off?"
Yao Guang pointed his finger directly at Fu Kun and winked at Emperor Cheng.
Fu Kun pointed at himself, confused, and turned to look at Emperor Cheng: "Your Majesty! This has nothing to do with me..."
Emperor Cheng raised his hand and interrupted Fu Kun: "Since you are pointing at yourself, well, if your son loses this case, you can go back and retire."
Immediately, both civil and military officials were shocked. This was the consequence of quarreling in front of the emperor. One case determined your future.
Fu Kun stood stiffly in the court, wishing that Yao Guangneng would explode on the spot and drag him down with him when he died!
At this time, the right prime minister Lin Jingzhi, who had been silent, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, since it is a competition, there should be a referee. I recommend His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to judge this case." Lin Jingzhi was calm and experienced, and his words were neither hurried nor slow, like a mountain.
Fu Kun slowly came back to his senses and immediately felt relieved. Because the prince and his son Mingrui were good friends!
Emperor Cheng nodded and immediately called for someone: "Come here!"
The imperial guard with a sword hurried in from outside the door and knelt on one knee: "Here!"
Emperor Cheng raised his lips and said, "Pass on my oral order and order the Crown Prince to judge the case of the butterfly transformation!"
"Yes!" The guard left in a hurry.
Emperor Cheng stood up and waved his sleeves: "Let's dismiss the court!" The drama had already begun, and he just sat on the mountain and watched the fight.
Yao Guang and Fu Kun looked at each other and immediately ran out of the court. The competition has already begun and every second counts.
However, Fu Kun couldn't outrun Fatty Yao. The fat man's figure was so light that he disappeared in a flash.
Fu Kun ran to the door, grabbed the imperial guard on the other side and shouted, "Quick! Go tell Fu Mingrui, the gate post of the Eight Gates!"
The guard was calm: "Master Fu accompanied His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to the mountains to hunt today."
"What?! Going out of the city to play at this critical moment?!" Fu Kun was so angry that he almost fainted outside the court. This time, his official hat was in the hands of his son Fu Mingrui!
Sanyang Mountain in the western suburbs outside the city is the royal forest enclosure, which is used by the royal family for hunting or outings. There is a palace on the mountain for rest, and there are soldiers guarding the foot of the mountain, so ordinary people are not allowed to enter.
A sharp sword cut through the clear sky, whistling as it scraped against the wind, and with a "puff" sound, it hit the mountain eagle directly. The eagle fluttered down, and under the blue sky, a green figure leaped up, caught the eagle in his hand, spun it down, and stood steadily. His black hair swept across his handsome face, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.
His eyebrows are like willow leaves, his eyes are like the deep sea, deep and wise, and sparkling. His nose is like a hanging gallbladder, his lips are like red jade, his teeth are like shells, he is a young man of heroic appearance, romantic and suave. He is full of chivalrous spirit and handsome.
He was wearing a black robe with a leather belt around his waist and tiger patterns on his sleeves. (To be continued)