MTL - Alliance of Beauty Men and Heavenly Masters-v2 Chapter 2 pass the buck

For the king, love two words: harmony.

Not to mention the monarch, even the head of the family loves these two words.

Who wants to go home and see the child crying, the daughter-in-law scolding, and the mother yelling at the father? After working for a day, I just want to rest and don't want to worry about housework anymore.

Therefore, all the men in the court want to go home and see the same scene: the lady greets her with a smile and says: Your husband has worked hard. The children are well-behaved and read books without making noise. Parents enjoy the family relationship, happy and harmonious.

This is called: harmony.

In the same way, Emperor Cheng, sitting on the dragon chair, also likes the harmony of civil and military affairs between Japan and Japan, without any noise.

The old **** Eunuch Zhang took a step forward, and shook the dust: "There is something to play—nothing to retreat—"

Civil and military look at each other, and if this minister is found well, the king will have nothing to worry about.

"Your Majesty—please be the master of your ministers—" Ma Guanqun, Minister of the Household Department, threw himself on the court hall, weeping uncontrollably.

Emperor Cheng frowned, he was just looking for trouble! You are a minister of the household department, why do you come to me to make decisions? Chengdi has been unknown. Seeing that the dignified Minister of the Household Department actually cried for his father and mother, and let himself be the master, this matter must be the matter of officials above the third rank. Could it be...whose son beat his son?

When Ma Guanqun cried, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were not surprised.

General Yuchi, the veteran of the three dynasties, was the first one who couldn't get used to it. It can be said that a man has gold under his knees, and tears are not lightly flicked. What does it look like for a man who is almost fifty, crying like a bitch?

"Shangshu Hubu, you are crying!" The old general was seventy years old, but he was still young and full of energy! She even gave birth to a baby in her 60s, which shows how strong her body is!

When the old general spoke, his voice was like Hong Zhong, which shows who Yu Chifeng inherited.

"Old general, you don't know something. A strange thing happened in my house today. My son suddenly turned into a butterfly and disappeared without a trace!" Ma Guanqun said with tears in his eyes.

Immediately, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were startled and noisy. Who has heard of such a miracle?

Emperor Cheng yelled angrily: "Ma Guanqun! This is the imperial court! Not a teahouse! You don't want your head anymore, dare to come early in the morning to amuse me!"

When the emperor got angry, all civil and military officials in the court knelt down, not daring to make a sound, and the court was instantly silent.

Here, there are only three people who don't have to kneel, they are Old General Yuchi, Prime Minister Lin You and Prime Minister Fu Zuo.

This Ma Guanqun is Fu Kun's person, and he has a good friendship. Fu Kun was also worried, and wanted to say a few words for Ma Guanqun, but at this time Longyan was already furious, and it was undoubtedly a gift.

Suddenly, he felt someone pulling his robe, and he looked down, it was the fat old man behind him. This fat old man is none other than Yao Guang, Master Yao, whom he hates so much.

In fact, Yao Guangda and Fu Kun are no different in age, and they were in the same class of Jinshi back then, so it can be said that they are old acquaintances. It's just that once fat ruined everything, Yao Guang became Fatty Yao, an old man in the mouth of his young subordinates.

"Your man, your man." Yao Guang smiled. This man was fat, and even when he smiled, he looked a little wretched.

Fu Kun pretended not to know, and just moved forward.

"Your Majesty—please calm down." Ma Guanqun crawled forward, wiping his nose and tears, "Even if you give me ten courages, I won't dare to talk nonsense. This is absolutely true, because Unbelievable, this subject asked the emperor to be the master, and asked the eight gates to go to the subject's house to investigate and find out my son's whereabouts..." Ma Guanqun kowtowed and bowed, weeping.

Emperor Cheng still found it incredible. If it is against evil, he will reluctantly find a step to believe it. Butterfly? Simply unheard of.

Fu Kun squinted his eyes and saw that Emperor Cheng's complexion had improved, and he knew it was an opportunity, so he immediately took a step forward: "Master of the Household Department, how did your son turn into a butterfly? Please explain clearly."

Sitting on the dragon chair, Emperor Cheng also nodded. The process is not clear. How can people believe that he is a butterfly when he comes up?

Ma Guanqun wiped his nose and tears again, slowed down, and said slowly: "Yun'er turned into a butterfly, it was seen by the maid at home..." So Ma Guanqun told Ma Yun's transformation into a butterfly back and forth, " When I got up, I saw blue, color, and butterflies flying out from the direction of Yun'er's yard. I hurried to Yun'er's room, and Yun'er disappeared without a trace—" Ma Guanqun cried again, "This matter is too serious. It was too weird, and I was at a loss, so I risked my life and dared to ask the emperor to be the master, and I invited the eight doors to investigate the matter of Huadie, and help me find Yun'er... woo~~~~"

After hearing this, the civil and military officials were greatly surprised. How can there be such a miracle in this world?

Emperor Cheng was also surprised when he heard it, but the whole process didn't seem to be fake. Moreover, what Ma Guanqun said was right, where did he have the guts to take the crime of killing the nine clans to make him emperor?

Fatty Yao, who was kneeling behind Fu Kun, blinked and shrank back, as if he wanted to slip away.

"Your Majesty." Fu Kun took a step forward, "Since it's such a strange thing, it should be investigated by Yao Guangda."

Fatty Yao's body froze, it was indeed a blessing, not a disaster, and it was a disaster that could not be escaped.

"Yes, yes, let Yao Guangda's ninth door, the ninth door, come to check!" Ma Guanqun seemed to see hope, and ignored the image of the Minister of the Household Department, he climbed up to Fatty Yao and grabbed his sleeve to grab him. Hold on.

But is Fatty Yao's tonnage just for show? No matter how Ma Guanqun pulled, Fatty Yao didn't move at all.

"Yao Guang, what do you think?" Chengdi said.

Lin Youxiang showed worry on his face. It was obvious that Fu Kun was playing football, because the head of the Eight Doors was Fu Kun's second son: Fu Mingrui.

This case was extremely strange, the young master suddenly disappeared. If the case is solved, it must be famous all over the world.

There was a hint of cunning in Lin Youxiang's eyes. Fu Kun and Yao Guang had always been at odds. Fu Kun was taking this opportunity to get rid of Yao Guang. Why not just practice Tai Chi and not let Fu Kun live in peace.

Above the court hall, it seems to be harmonious, but in fact, there are undercurrents surging.

"Fu Zuoxiang, you play cuju well!" Here, the old general Yuchi had already said, "Next time in the cuju competition, why don't you take the lead."

Fu Kun naturally heard the ridicule of old general Yuchi, and smiled a little: "Old general Yuchi, this young man turned into a butterfly, that must be caused by evil spirits."

"Hey, that's not necessarily true, not necessarily." Yao Guang got up, stepped over Ma Guanqun's back, and went to Fu Kun's side, "Where are there so many evil spirits in this world? You see, since the establishment of my Ninth Gate, That's a leisurely place with no oil or water!" Yao Guangda looked miserable, facing all the civil and military officials, "In this world, the more weird things are, the more people do them, because people are smart and know how to play tricks. , Just like turning butterflies, I catch a bunch of butterflies at night, right, put them on the bed, and then move the corpse away, the next day, don’t the butterflies fly out? Tell me, is there any reason for what I said? ?!"

When Fatty Yao said this, all civil and military officials nodded their heads, it made sense! He's right, there's nothing wrong with it.