After hearing this, Emperor Cheng felt reasonable.

"So, our Ninth Gate doesn't investigate cases like this kind of people, because they have no experience." Yao Guang turned around and faced Emperor Cheng, "Your Majesty, Fu Mingrui has experience in solving this case. Last year he How many secret chamber cases have been solved? Being the master of the Eight Doors at such a young age, no one will be dissatisfied!" After Yao Guang finished speaking, he gave a thumbs up, with an expression of admiration on his face.

After hearing this, Emperor Cheng suddenly had a sly look in his eyes, and then looked at Fu Kun again: "Master Zuo, Yao Guang's words are justified. Fu Mingrui is my detective, and I have heard about it. It seems that this case belongs to him." .”

Fu Kun's heart was full of horses, and he hated Yao Guang until his teeth itch. This Yao Guang is a sophistry genius. To put it bluntly, he is a liar. Like his subordinates in the ninth door, they are all magic sticks!

Of course, Fu Kun remained calm on the surface, and took a step forward: "Your Majesty, Mr. Ma said that when Ma Yun disappeared, the butterfly was in human form. Heh, if it was made by a human, how can we keep the butterfly in human form?" Fu Kun Ask Yao Guang back.

Emperor Cheng pretended to be puzzled again, and asked Yao Guang: "Yes, Yao Guang, how can a butterfly take human form? It seems that this case has fallen on your Ninth Gate again."

Yao Guang laughed mischievously, the emperor is making trouble. It's very interesting to become an emperor and become a king. If something really happened, he's annoying. There is nothing to do when he is free, he likes to pick things up.

The so-called accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. To be a courtier, you must first understand the temperament of the king, so that you are accompanied by the king, not the tiger.

Yao Guang already smelled that Emperor Cheng wanted to make this play more fun.

So, he twisted his neck and pointed at Fu Kun: "Fu Kun! I think you are trying to help your son shirk responsibility. Now that all the officials are here, your son didn't investigate, so you put this case on Yaoxie. You are clearly deceiving the public with your demonic words, the emperor said, this is a court hall, not a tea house! If this gets out, are you trying to put the people in the whole capital into panic?"

Fu Kun stared at Yao Guang and could only grit his teeth. Of course, Fu Kun also knew about Emperor Cheng's temperament, and it was time for Emperor Cheng to support Yao Guang.

Chengdi looked around, with a smile in his eyes.

"Master Yao is right." Old General Yuchi mobilized again, "I have never believed in such things as monsters and goblins. They are all rumors made by the people. How can they be taken seriously? If a case is a little weird, I will blame it on you." If you want demons and ghosts, Fu Zuoxiang, so your son is only capable like this? Then what qualifications does he have to master the eight sects!"

"Old General Yuchi." Qi Rui, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice, stood up, "There are many cases in the eight gates of the capital, and the ninth gate is not just for evil spirits. Any difficult and miscellaneous cases, strange powers and chaos, can be brought to the ninth gate." Check it out, this is how people make the best use of their talents and things, right." Qi Rui looked at the row behind him, hinting in his eyes.

Everyone stood up and said: "This case should be investigated by the Ninth Gate."

Fu Kun raised his lips slightly, but he didn't speak at this time.

Emperor Cheng looked at the menacing people on both sides, and was about to speak when Ma Guanqun became anxious, because his son was concerned, and he couldn't care less about offending anyone.

He immediately crawled over and grabbed the robes of Fu Kun and Yao Guang: "Lord Zuoxiang, Lord Yao, you can't kick around like this! I beg you, or else, you can check together!"

Fu Kun and Yao Guang looked at Ma Guanqun at the same time, and there was a thunder in their minds, and they immediately looked at Emperor Cheng. Sure enough, Emperor Cheng raised his lips and smiled, but quickly put away his smile and sternly said, "Shut up, everyone!"

Ma Guanqun immediately let go of the robes of Fu Kun and Yao Guang, and lay down on the ground. Everyone fell silent again.

Emperor Cheng leaned forward slightly, looking deeply at Yao Guang and Fu Kun: "I have decided that the Ninth Gate and the Eight Gates will jointly investigate the case of Huadie! The time is three days, and within three days, if the eight gates find out the murderer first, The ninth door will be closed from now on!"

Yao Guang pursed his lips and glanced at Fu Kun, it was all caused by your people. There are only three days.

When Fu Kun heard this, he smiled, lowered his head and turned to Yao Guang and grinned secretly, showing an expression that you're done.

At this moment, Emperor Cheng continued: "Find out the murderer first in the ninth gate, and remove Fu Mingrui as the master of the eighth gate!"

Immediately, Fu Kun's expression became stiff.

Yao Guang immediately knelt down: "I, the lord, Ying, Ming, and minister are willing to take this case - but your majesty, since you've made such a bet, why not bet a little bit bigger, as one Fu Mingrui's official position is not worth my entire nine families."

Emperor Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Then, in your opinion, whose official hat do you want to take off?"

Yao Guang pointed at Fu Kun, winking at Emperor Cheng.

Fu Kun pointed at himself, dazed, and turned to look like an emperor: "Your Majesty! This has nothing to do with me..."

Emperor Cheng raised his hand and interrupted Fu Kun's words: "Since you have even pointed at yourself, well, if your son loses this case, you can go back and take care of yourself."

Immediately, both civil and military are shocked, this is the consequence of quarreling in front of the emperor, one case will determine your future.

Fu Kun stood stiffly in the court hall, wishing that Yao Guangneng would explode on the spot, and he would drag him on his back if he died!

At this time, Lin Jingzhi, who had been silent all the time, stepped out: "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 speech was neither fast nor slow, like Mount Tai.

Fu Kun slowly came back to his senses, and immediately felt at ease. Because, the prince and his son Mingrui are good friends!

Emperor Cheng nodded, and immediately called out: "Come on!"

Outside the door hurriedly ran into the imperial guard with a knife, knelt down on one knee: "Here!"

The corner of Emperor Cheng's mouth raised: "I passed on my oral order to order the crown prince to be judged for the case of turning butterflies!"

"Yes!" The guard hurried away.

Emperor Cheng got up and flicked his sleeves: "Back to the court!" The play has already started, and he just sits on the mountain and watches the tigers fight.

Yao Guang and Fu Kun looked at each other, and immediately ran out of the hall. The race has begun, and every second counts.

Unexpectedly, Fu Kun couldn't outrun Fatty Yao, only to see that fatty was exceptionally light and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fu Kun ran to the door, grabbed the imperial guard on the other side and shouted: "Quick! Go and tell Fu Mingrui, the post of the eight gates!"

The guard was calm: "Master Fu accompanied His Royal Highness to go hunting in the mountains today."

"What?! Going out of the city to play at this critical time?!" Fu Kun was really going to faint outside the hall, this time his official hat is in the hands of his son Fu Mingrui!

Sanyang Mountain in the western suburbs outside the city is the royal forest paddock, which is used by the royal family for hunting or outings. There is a palace on the mountain for rest, and there are officers and soldiers guarding the foot of the mountain, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

A sharp sword sliced ​​across the clear sky, whistling with the wind, "Poof!", it hit the mountain eagle, and the mountain eagle fluttered down. Under the blue sky, a cyan figure leaped up, took the mountain eagle into his hand, and spun And down, standing firmly, the blue hair flashed across the handsome face, and the eyes glowed with elite light.

The eyebrows are like willow leaves, and the eyes are like the deep sea, deep and wise, with sparkling water. Nose like hanging gall, lips like red jade, teeth like shellfish, young and heroic, romantic and suave. He is chivalrous, and the jade tree faces the wind.

He was wearing a large black robe with a leather belt around his waist, but the sleeves had dark patterns of tigers.