The little emperor couldn't help but feel amused when he saw the trembling look on the face of the criminal officer. He thought that a person who solves cases would still think that a high official is a low official. Could it be that he came to the court to ask for an official? So he asked:
"My dear, how about I let you upgrade to three levels in a row?"
"Your Majesty, even if you give me a fourth rank and a third-grade seal, I still won't be able to solve this case. However, I recommend one person who can solve this case."
"Who are you referring to?" the little emperor asked.
"Master Hu Rugui Hu, the chief minister of Dali Temple." The execution officer said the name of a person.
"Well, that's good, you go down! I'll be dazzled if I keep kneeling there," the emperor said.
When the execution officer saw him, he knew that it was none of his business, so he ran away without even saying hello.
The little emperor was already very impatient. He had been worrying about his dogs. Currently, there are less than fifteen dogs in the dog shed including those bought by Zhang Facun from Nanfan. They are already the best among the best.
It's strange that these dogs are both male and female, but the female dogs don't go into heat and the male dogs don't scratch their crotches. If this continues, when will his dog team develop and grow? The emperor's family, the king of the country, only raised a mere dog.
Fifteen dogs, wouldn’t it be a joke to spread the word? That day, suddenly a female dog didn’t want to eat, was restless, and seemed worried. The little emperor thought there was a way, and released the largest and most ferocious Tibetan Mastiff to mate with her. Who?
As soon as they met, they were incompatible with each other, and they bit each other to death. In the end, the female dog bit the male dog to death. That was five hundred taels of silver! The little emperor's thoughts were all about the dog, and he only went to court every day.
It was just to take care of the errands, say a few random words and then leave the court. Unexpectedly, there were so many things today, and Hu Sanxuan was going to come again. I don’t know how long he would have to continue nagging. The little emperor got annoyed and said:
"Declare my decree, this matter will be handled in Dali Temple, and the court will be dismissed!"
After receiving the imperial edict, Hu San immediately transferred Wang San's body from the execution officer and ordered the widow to wait for an examination. The result soon came out: Wang San died of poisoning.
Hu San did not dare to make the decision privately. When he came to court that morning, he reported to the young emperor:
"Your Majesty, after testing, the third king in the Prime Minister's Palace died of poisoning. The execution officer did not dare to handle the case because he was afraid of offending the Prime Minister."
The little emperor hadn't reacted yet, so Wang Shugui was puzzled: "A piece of excrement went to someone else's house, but the smell got into his nose. If he had known that Wang San would die like this, it would be better to pull him out quietly and bury him.
, we have been raising troops and mobilizing people for so many days, but this is the end result?"
The little emperor is stupid or not. He still understands this truth somewhat. Since he was poisoned rather than beaten to death, he has nothing to do with the new admiral Cao Anmin, so he declared:
"The admiral is fine. Let's continue to praise the officials and parade around. The day we wasted will be postponed for another day. The murder case in the prime minister's residence will be investigated immediately by Dali Temple. Whoever killed someone in my prime minister's residence, my prime minister promised,
I won’t agree either! Leave the rest to me and let me go and do whatever you need to do.”
What the little emperor said was really a wonderful statement. Prime Minister Wang couldn't help but secretly complain. That bastard Hu San was from the same group of young eunuchs. He took people to the Prime Minister's Mansion to handle the case. What good case could he solve? Wang
The Prime Minister immediately remembered an allusion:
A man with bad eyesight went to defecate in the latrine. He happened to forget to bring toilet paper. In front of him was a pile of stools that someone else had just finished defecating. He thought someone had left the waste paper, so he reached out to grab it. He felt it in his hand.
Something was wrong, so he put it to his nose and smelled it, and then he knew what it was. The smell made him hurriedly throw it, and accidentally threw his hand against the wall. The force was so strong that it hurt his hand, and he quickly grabbed his hand with a grin on his face.
Put your fingers into your mouth and blow...
These are all unforeseen disasters that cannot be prevented. Wang Shugui thought, it is not uncommon for someone to fall from the sky, but it is not uncommon for someone to be hit with a brick in the back.
Hu San led his group of people into the Prime Minister's Mansion and Dali Temple in a grand manner to handle cases. He never left home. He interrogated and questioned everything in the lobby, and everything that needed to be settled was settled. Because a murder case occurred in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Hu Zhengqing
Naturally, I didn’t dare to trust him and went to the scene myself.
In terms of official positions, of course the prime minister cannot be compared with the chief minister of Dali Temple, but now he is an imperial envoy appointed by the emperor to handle cases in the palace, so Wang Shugui had to pay courtesy to the corporal and personally connected him to the study. The two sat down to drink tea and talk.
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Hu San asked some questions about Wang San's interests and hobbies, how long he had been here, what business he was doing, the people he usually interacted with, etc. Wang Shugui answered them one by one and said:
"What kind of hobbies can a rough working man have? It's just eating three meals a day and drinking a few glasses of old wine occasionally. Otherwise, I haven't heard of anything wrong with him."
"What about women? Does Wang San usually have contact with women?" Hu Zhengqing asked sharply.
"This, this, I haven't heard much about this," Wang Shugui shook his head and said, "The manor is no better than the palace, men and women are mixed. To be honest with you, Mr. Hu, if you are not careful, something will inevitably happen. But my humble Jing is not good at this aspect.
He was held very tightly and his eyes were fixed on these boys and girls all day long, so the house was quite clean, and there had never been any idle matters between men and women."
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, manages the family well, and the lower officials have to admire him!" Hu San praised him without any yin or yang.
"No, no, Mr. Hu is very flattering. I have always advocated not going out at night, unless invited by colleagues in the court and central government. Occasionally I go out for a few drinks, that's all." Wang Shugui stroked his goatee,
Hehe smiled.
"The scar on the Prime Minister's forehead is..." Hu San is also the one who doesn't lift the pot. How can he not know that the Prime Minister's forehead is his work?
"This..." Wang Shugui pondered for a moment, calmed down immediately, and said with a smile, "I feel ashamed to say it, but I am not afraid of your jokes, Mr. Hu. I was drunk at a colleague's house once, and accidentally bumped into the door frame when I went out."
"Men all have a habit of drinking. Prime Minister, you are the best at drinking. Once I passed by the Baihuaxi Goulan Courtyard and saw an old man about the same age as the Prime Minister. He came out of the Goulan Courtyard after drinking and was hit on the head.
He killed Brick, who was hiding in a dark place all night long, and it was all because of drinking." Hu San pretended to be nothing, and when he said this, he looked serious and the color of his face did not change.
Wang Shugui immediately started beating a small drum in his stomach. Could this be him that Hu San was talking about? Fortunately, the road was dark that night. If he were to recognize him, this person would be in great trouble. He replied without hesitation: "
That's that, that's that." Suddenly there was a cry from the house, and then someone came to report:
"Master Xiang, it's not good, Miss Cuihua committed suicide by hanging from the beam."