Fu Mingrui's elder brother, Fu Mingsu, was just the opposite of him. He often entertained officials and businessmen in restaurants and brothels, and was familiar with the madams in the top brothels in Beijing. He was also a businessman in the Fu family.
"The young detective fled in panic, his figure was so miserable~~~" Duanmu Qingchen followed him out with a sly smile, winking at Mingrui, "I say you should come to places like this more often, then next time you will be able to stay calm among the flowers."
Fu Mingrui calmed the flutter in his chest, turned around and looked at him coldly: "Why don't you leave!"
Duanmu Qingchen narrowed her peach blossom eyes: "I can't bear to leave you~~~"
Fu Mingrui didn't bother to look at him again and just led the horse.
"Are you going to Jiumen?!" Duanmu Qingchen was full of excitement, "Are you going to meet Lian Youyou?"
Fu Mingrui stood beside the horse and rolled his eyes, speechless to this philandering prince.
"I've made it clear to you. Good brothers, we don't fight over women." Duanmu Qingchen emphasized, "Sanniang, Lian Youyou, I want them all. You can't do anything behind my back just because you live close to them. The one who is close to the water gets the moon first!"
"Human lives are at stake now!" Fu Mingrui finally couldn't help yelling at the prince, "Do you only have eyes for women? Please go back to the palace!" Fu Mingrui was being polite when he said please, but what he actually wanted to say was: Can you fucking get out of here! Don't get in my way.
Fu Mingrui got on the horse right after he finished yelling.
Duanmu Qingchen grabbed him, but he was not angry: "Where are you going?"
"Go home! There is nothing we can find out today! I want to go home and be alone!" Fu Mingrui knew that only if he went home, the prince would not follow him, because he found it boring.
As expected, the person who knew Duanmu Qingchen best was none other than Fu Mingrui. When Fu Mingrui said he wanted to go home, Duanmu Qingchen already looked bored.
"Gee!" Fu Mingrui spurred his horse and galloped away, with the constables behind him running after him.
"Hey! Wait for me, it's on the way!" Duanmu Qingchen hurriedly climbed onto the horse and chased Fu Mingrui again. He had to keep an eye on him, in case Fu Mingrui lied to him and went to Jiumen instead of home
The residences of Fu Xiang and You Xiang were actually neighbors next door. But the houses at that time were large, and a residence was like a whole garden. So although they were neighbors, their actual residences were far apart.
The left prime minister Fu Kun stood in the study, with his hands behind his back, looking at the archway of the study courtyard. Although he was middle-aged, his figure was still in good shape, not looking old, still elegant, with a black beard and a calm manner. At this moment, he had also changed into plain clothes, tied his hair with a silver crown, and his black hair was still black, with no white hair, which showed that he took good care of himself.
Suddenly, a figure hurried to the gate of the courtyard. He could not help but look up to the window, only to see that it was a maid, who was sitting behind the desk with a hint of disappointment and anxiety.
There were piles of documents on the desk, but he had no intention of looking at them.
Fu Kun raised his hand, looked at the pile of documents in annoyance, and angrily put them aside. The words of Fatty Yao in the court echoed in his ears again. What is this Fatty Yao lacking in money? He saw that Fatty Yao had the most money in the whole court, and he was almost oozing out of money just standing there!
And that Ma Guanqun really made him angry. In that situation, he should have agreed with him and handed the case over to that Fatty Yao. If Fatty Yao couldn't find out, it would help him kick that fat pig out of the court and weaken the power of Lin Jingzhi and Yuchi Gongshan. This gang of three had always suppressed him in the court, making it impossible for him to move his hands and feet.
A maidservant hurried in with a cup of ginseng tea in her hand: "Master, this is your ginseng tea." The maidservant hurriedly put down the ginseng tea, bowed, and left in a hurry.
When the maid arrived at the door, another person hurried over. The maid blushed slightly and saluted: "Young Master."
"Well, go ahead." The deep but gentle voice brought out a face that was more mature and calm than Fu Mingrui's. His eyebrows and eyes were inherited from Fu Kun, and his eyes were more shrewd than Fu Mingrui's, and a little cunning than Fu Kun's. But the smile on his face was as gentle as the spring breeze, and he was kind to a little maid.
"Su'er is back!" Fu Kun finally showed a hint of joy on his face.
The man who came was Fu Kun's eldest son, Fu Mingrui's elder brother Fu Mingsu. Fu Mingsu was wearing a dark brown brocade robe. The robe looked simple, but it was embroidered with fine silk threads, with exquisite workmanship and high value. His long hair was all standing up, which made him look more energetic and capable.
Fu Mingsu hurried to Fu Kun, and Fu Kun's eyes tightened: "What's going on?"
Fu Mingsu frowned slightly, his eyes showing worry: "The people from Jiumen got there first. Jiumen took the suspect away."
"Bang!" Fu Kun angrily waved his sleeves, sweeping all the documents on the desk to the ground.
"Father, calm down." Fu Mingsu stepped forward and took the ginseng tea from the table and placed it in front of Fu Kun. "I believe that my second brother will definitely catch up. Father, please don't get angry and hurt yourself."
Fu Kun's expression calmed down a little. He took the ginseng tea, sighed, and started drinking it.
"Father, there is something strange about the Nine Gates this time." Fu Mingsui continued to report.
Fu Kun took a sip of ginseng tea and put it down, still worried: "The Jiumen is a strange place! My dignified Qian Dynasty actually keeps a group of charlatans! I don't know what the emperor thinks!" Fu Kun pounded the table in anger, frowned, calmed down for a moment, and looked at Fu Mingsu, "Why is it strange?"
Fu Mingrui also looked confused: "There's a new person here."
"Newcomer..." Fu Kun paid attention, "Jiumen hasn't recruited new members for a long time... Besides, this case concerns the survival of Jiumen, so why would they let a newcomer take over this case?" Has this Fatty Yao run out of tricks
"Yes, and it's a woman."
Fu Kun was slightly surprised. In a world where men are valued more than women, it was very strange to see women working for the court. It was like seeing a sow climb a tree.
Women? Oh, they should be at home taking care of their husbands and children and warming the bed. What can ignorant women and children do? What can they accomplish
"Hmph, is Fatty Yao going to turn Jiumen into a brothel? Hahahaha—" Thinking of this, Fu Kun wiped away his worried look and laughed. They were sure to win this case. How could his son Ruier lose to a woman
"Then why did the Nine Gates get ahead? And catch someone?" Fu Kun picked up the ginseng tea, his mind made up. It was normal for the competition to have a beginning and an end, and it all depended on who had the last laugh.
Fu Mingsu saw that his father's mood had improved and his expression relaxed a little. He continued, "This girl's name is Lian Youyou. When she and Mingrui went to Saixian Pavilion to handle a case, Cui Ma blocked their way and refused to let them in."
"Of course, that's King Kang's place. But Rui'er can reveal her identity, and Cui Ma won't dare to offend my son." Fu Kun drank his health-preserving ginseng tea leisurely.
Fu Mingsu started laughing at Fu Kun's words: "Before my second brother revealed his identity, Lian Youyou from the Nine Gates beat up Cui Ma and forced her way in."
"Puff!" The tea in Fu Kun's mouth sprayed out directly. He must have heard it wrong! He was a prime minister and had lived for so long. This was the first time he heard someone dare to hit Cui Ma, and it was a woman he didn't like! (To be continued)