Speaking of Linghuye, Xuanyuan Qingxue also had an unusual headache, for no other reason than that this was one of the auxiliary ministers left to her by the late emperor.
As an auxiliary minister, Linghuye did his duty and was loyal. After Xuanyuan Qingxue took charge, he directly returned the power without saying a word, which can be said to be a model of a good minister.
But it was this temper that was too tough and smelly, which led to him being repeatedly ostracized in the court. Xuanyuan Qingxue also tried to persuade him in private, but the prime minister refused to change.
Over time, Xuanyuan Qingxue let it go.
Now that this important minister was on duty to question him, Xuanyuan Qingxue could only make up excuses.
After all, she couldn't say that the top pick had insulted her, so she wanted to take revenge.
"I suddenly had a strange dream last night," Xuanyuan Qingxue showed off her acting skills that had reached their peak a long time ago, pretending to be very worried and said, "I dreamed that Emperor Taizu Gao and the late emperor pointed at a village and questioned me."
Seeing the emperor moving Taizu Emperor Gao and the late emperor out, all the officials could not sit still and whispered around.
"What's going on!" Linghuye shouted in a deep voice, "The emperor is still here, how can he be disrespectful in front of the palace!"
After the hall became quiet, Linghuye asked, "May I ask Your Majesty, what was the content of what Emperor Gao and the late Emperor said?"
Xuanyuan Qingxue nodded with satisfaction. What she was most afraid of was that no one would support her, and continued: "Ask me why I haven't revealed the tragedy of eighteen years? So that the guilty souls will remain and cry for a long time!"
Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Qingxue actually shed tears, and her expression of grief moved the courtiers.
I didn't expect that this dog's acting skills were so good.
Fang Yu looked at this monarch-minister drama coldly and curled his lips in disdain.
"Your Majesty, are you referring to the massacre of the village in 18 years?" Ling Huye twitched his eyebrows and asked tentatively.
"That's right, Emperor Gao and the late Emperor also said that at present, Qilin talents are admitted into the hall, why is it so late to use them?"
"Does your Majesty think so?"
"Yes, that's right." Xuanyuan Qingxue suddenly became serious.
After hearing the emperor's affirmation, all the ministers started talking.
"Even Prince Jing, who was known as Hai Qingtian, didn't investigate the village massacre case eighteen years ago!"
"Yes, during this period, Lord Jing suffered a sudden illness and died suddenly."
"I heard that the massacre of the village was related to ghosts."
"Hush - you are crazy, talking about ghosts and gods in front of His Majesty!"
"Yes, it's just some people who caused trouble. I heard that it was very involved. Many officials and families suffered a bad end because of this!"
Fang Yu was suddenly stunned. Listening to the minister's discussion, he suddenly felt suspicious in his heart.
Is there some connection between the massacre of the Fang family and the massacre of the village?
However, this kind of speculation was only fleeting. The distance between the Fang family and the massacred village was far away.
The situation is different, so why does it matter?
"Fang Yu, the No. 1 scholar in the Jiachen Branch, will be awarded the title!" Xuanyuan Qingxue's cold gaze swept across the crowd and said.
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Fang Yu, accepts the title."
"I have heard that Emperor Gao Yun Wanfang is guilty, and the fault lies with me. I am not as virtuous as Emperor Gao, but my admiration has been recognized by heaven and earth. I want to investigate the truth of the old case and avenge my old friend, so I specially order Fang Yu to be the butcher. The village case prosecutor has a deadline of two months to investigate the case, and we hope Fang Yu will live up to the public's support."
When Fang Yu heard this, his mind went dark.
If he allowed himself to solve an unsolved case eighteen years ago in two months, this dog emperor must have come here specifically to entertain him.
"Your Majesty, is the two-month deadline too tight? I have just entered the officialdom and have little experience in investigating cases. I am afraid that I will miss your Majesty's important event because of my stupidity." Fang Yu said tactfully.
Seeing Fang Yu's reaction, Xuanyuan Qingxue had a cheerful smile in her eyes, but her face was full of disappointment: "That's it~ It seems that the Number One Scholar wants me to take back my life."
"This..." Seeing Xuanyuan Qingxue's reaction, Fang Yu was immediately unable to get off the horse and could only curse in his heart.
Who dares to say no at this time? That's not seeking death! !
"Brother Fang, why are you standing there stunned? Hurry up and accept the order to thank him!"
Looking at Liu Liangzuo who kept reminding him in a low voice, Fang Yu wanted to kick him out.
"No. 1 Scholar, why don't you thank me?" Xuanyuan Qingxue looked at the man who humiliated her so much yesterday.
Huh, no matter whether you have the intention to rebel or not, today, you have to kneel down to accept my order.
Seeing the officials in the court talking about it, in order to establish an image of being diligent in the king's affairs, loyal, respectful and cautious, Fang Yu could only say with a ruthless heart: "If your Majesty insists on ordering the minister to investigate the case, he must agree to three things. It’s impossible.”
"Only three?"
"Yes, just these three things."
"Okay, Master Zhuangyuan, tell me in detail, and I will agree to it one by one."
"First of all, Your Majesty will grant me the right to freely enter and exit Dali Temple. Secondly, I will grant you the right to make arbitrary decisions when the situation arises. Thirdly, I will allow you to recruit your own staff."
Xuanyuan Qingxue did not expect that Fang Yu would give these three conditions, and she was also entangled for a moment. But when she recalled the talents that Fang Yu showed yesterday and the idea of punishing him, Xuanyuan Qingxue felt deep in her heart Press doubt.
"Okay, I agree to these three things."
"I thank God for his kindness. I must work hard to solve this case as soon as possible to clear my old friend's injustice!"
"I believe in the Number One Scholar." Xuanyuan Qingxue also deliberately emphasized the word "believe".
After being awarded the title of Jinshi of the New Science Division, there were only a few minor matters left in the entire court meeting. Xuanyuan Qingxue quickly dealt with them one by one, and then announced his resignation from the court.
On the way out of the palace, the Jinshi gathered together in twos and threes to chat, and the topic naturally fell on Fang Yu.
"Brother Fang is really different from ordinary people, and he has won such an important position from His Majesty." Liu Liangzuo approached Fang Yu and joked.
"Tch~" Fang Yu curled his lips, "Do you want this blessing for you?"
"I'm so lucky, I can't afford it."
"I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse~" Fang Yu sighed.
Originally, he just wanted to sneak into the imperial court to obtain information about the imperial court and prepare for future actions.
But who would have thought that this Gou Hunjun was actually playing dirty tricks and asked him to investigate an old case, which suddenly disrupted Fang Yu's pre-arrangement.
"It's a blessing, not a curse. Even if it's a curse, you can't avoid it, brother Fang. Just calm down, today is a happy event after all." Liu Liangzuo comforted this close friend.
"How about this, let me do the work today, and go to the place of yesterday to continue what Brother Fang and the beauty have left unfinished?"
"Okay, okay, let's go together."
In this way, under the cheers of the Jinshi, Fang Yu was taken to Zuixian Tower again.
Fang Yu looked at the wooden door in front of him, recalling the ambiguous looks and words of Liu Liangzuo and the other scholars, and his heart twitched.
"We won't disturb Brother Fang's elegant affairs."
Fang Yu snorted coldly in his heart and put his hand on the door, just as he was about to push it open.
"But the young master from yesterday?" The same voice as yesterday came from the room.
"It's me, Miss Ziwei. I'm overthinking this." Fang Yu pretended to be dissolute and pushed open the door, only to see a beautiful figure with a gauze scarf on her face, sitting on the bed.
"Young master is really good at joking. How can I, with my body like a willow tree, bear the responsibility of your master's thoughts?"
