Li Yuguo did not go to investigate the case immediately, but went to the black market and purchased a lot of materials. He had been in and out of the black market for less than half a month, which surprised many people.
In the dark, Wutongye covered himself and looked at Li Huguo. Behind him were several partridge whistles. Wutongye said: "Go and tell His Highness the Crown Prince. Li Huguo has been choosing some messy things in the black market for the past seven days. He didn't check at all." case."
The partridge whistle said: "This... this is illogical, madam, you said that Li Hugo made a promise in person in front of His Majesty. He said that he would find out the truth within a month. However, a quarter of the time has passed. Why? Is there any movement yet?”
"Don't underestimate it. Li Huguo doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd. His Highness has ordered that if he starts to investigate the case, we will send the most elite assassins to assassinate him. And Li Huguo must have guessed it. He did this. Maybe it's to show kindness to the prince." Wutong Ye couldn't find a reasonable explanation and could only say this.
The partridge whistle laughed: "What is the best detective in the world? I think this Li Huguo is just in vain. Even if he is a detective, he can't be compared with our prince!"
Wutongye looked at Li Yuguo's appearance and murmured: "What on earth do you want to do? But whatever you want to do, you are no match for the prince no matter what!"
She snorted and left cautiously.
But what she didn't know was that Li Yuguo had already discovered her. Li Yuguo glanced back and quietly came to a deep alley. There was a locked house here, and inside was the famous evil man. Mr. Huang, a powerful man who ranks among the top ten emperors.
Li Yuguo opened the door. Such an old bolt-type copper lock was not a problem for Li Yuguo at all. He went in easily. The surroundings were very messy. Li Yuguo also checked here many times. Although he also found something, he couldn't. Get some well-known evidence.
But after Ye Qiong came here, he didn't find anything. However, Li Hugo packed up everything that could be packed here. Moreover, this house looked dangerous, but in fact it was also one of Li Hugo's schemes.
He took off a piece of black cloth, and inside was the skeleton of the demon yuan puppet.
Li Yuguo looked at the Yaoyuan puppet and murmured: "This time, I should be able to make a Wuzong puppet..."
With that said, Li Yuguo packed up the materials he had collected in the past few days. After preparations were completed, Li Yuguo had already started working. According to the puppet's techniques, he upgraded and installed devices on the puppet bit by bit, inch by inch. There were quite a few Modern technological things were also bumped into by Li Hugo.
For example, infrared scanning, or video recording function, anyway, Li Huguo started to frame everything he could think of.
After some teasing, the skeleton was completed. At this time, Li Yuguo originally prepared Nie Xiaoqian's version of silicone skin, but soon Li Huguo rejected his idea. He replaced the silicone skin with his own appearance. At this time, he saw It looks like Li Hugo has an extra twin brother.
Now Li Yuguo's cultivation level at the level of the Martial Emperor was already able to do two things perfectly. After he left, he also installed the puppet with the Demon Yuan of the Martial Sect and sent it outside the city.
Because Li Yuguo himself has restrictions, he cannot leave the city, so what Li Yuguo lacks most at this time is a bridge to communicate with the outside world. Now that the bridge is available, it is this pair of demon yuan puppets.
Li Huguo himself lived in the deep palace again, which made everyone feel incredible. Above the main hall, the emperor who was in the morning court said: "General Li has not gone out now?"
"He either goes to the black market to buy some treasures, or he just eats and drinks in the palace. It seems that he is completely useless." Eunuch Xiao Shunzi said.
This made the prince Ye Qiong next to him very proud: "Father and Queen, it seems that Li Huguo is not a detective at all. He can't find anything related to the case. He is just talking nonsense and delaying his own death."
The emperor was disappointed, but had nothing to say: "If General Li still cannot make any substantial progress after a month, then we can only give him death as agreed."
"It's the Osmanthus Festival soon. Jue'er is good at reciting poems and writing poems. Why don't you write a poem for Osmanthus Street in front of a hall full of civil and military officials." The queen said with a smile.
The emperor also clapped his hands and applauded: "Yes, every year on Osmanthus Street, you, the most literary and talented man in the palace, will recite a poem to conquer the talented and beautiful people in the world, and this year is no exception."
The Queen's eyes were profound. He knew that if it was the third child who really had great literary talent, it would be because all the teachers in the palace gave him lessons. Therefore, at such a young age, the third child's literary talent was almost better than that of veterans who had lived for fifty or sixty years. Outstanding.
If he were not the third child, he would certainly not be able to write interesting verses.
Similarly, Ye Qiong kept beating the drum in his heart. He knew how much he weighed. He gritted his teeth and said: "Well, then I will compose a song..."
The surrounding ministers also applauded.
Ye Qiong took a step forward and cleared his throat: "This year's sweet-scented osmanthus is so beautiful and fragrant. It can be used to make wine or soup, and stew an old hen. The smell is so intoxicating..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence all around. The emperor held a cup of tea in his hand and kept moving to drink it, but the tea flowed down his chin. He was stunned.
The other ministers were also dumbfounded, because this was not a poem at all, not even a limerick. It was simply too outrageous. Such verses completely insulted the word "poetry".
But there were still many flatterers who applauded.
"Okay! As expected of the prince, this poem looks simple and plain, but in fact it contains everything!"
"No, the prince's poems are invincible and unique in the world. I have lived for such a long time, and it is almost impossible to match his poems..."
"Good! It's really a quatrain, although it doesn't rhyme..."
The ministers all raised their thumbs, as if they were blind.
The queen looked at the emperor, and the emperor looked at the queen. Their big eyes stared at each other, but they were speechless for a moment.
But Ye Qiong thought that he had gotten through, so he puffed his chest out and stood up straight, with a look of triumph on his face.
"Um... Third child, are you feeling unwell?" The emperor held back for a long time before he said this, because the emperor himself was also a good poet. Although he was not first-rate, he could barely be said to be second-rate.
Ye Qiong's poem is just bullshit.