For the monarch, love two words: harmony.

Don't say that the monarch, even if he is the head of the family, loves these two words.

Who wants to go home and see their children crying, their daughters-in-law scolding, and their mothers yelling at their fathers? After a day of work, they just want to rest and don't want to worry about family affairs anymore.

Therefore, it is a man, and they all want to go home and see the same scene: the lady greets each other with a smile and says: The husband is hard. Children read well, not noisy or noisy. Daddy and mother enjoy the family and have a good time.

This is called: harmony.

In the same way, Emperor Cheng sat on the dragon chair, and also liked the harmony of Japanese civil and military affairs, without noise or noise.

The old eunuch Zhang Gonggong on the side stepped forward and shook off the dust: "Something to start - nothing to retreat from the court-"

The civil and military look at each other, this minister is well found, and the king has nothing to worry about.

"Your Majesty—please be the master of the ministers—" Ma Guanqun, the head of the household, threw himself on the court, crying silently.

Emperor Cheng frowned, this is nothing to do! You are a household secretary, why did you come to me to call the shots? Emperor Cheng is already unknown. Looking at the dignified household department Shangshu actually crying for his father and mother, and letting himself be the master, this matter must be the business of officials above the third grade, is it difficult to do it...... Whose son beat his son?

Ma Guanqun cried, and the Manchu Dynasty was not surprised.

The veteran lieutenant of the Three Dynasties, General Chi, was the first to look at it. It can be said that a man has gold under his knees, and he doesn't flick when he has tears. A man who is almost fifty years old, crying like a.

"Hubu Shangshu, you cry!" The old general is seventy years old, but he is still a crane with a childish face and full of energy! The family also gave birth to a baby in his sixties, which shows how strong his body is!

When the old general spoke, the voice was like a Hong Zhong, which showed who Wei Chifeng had inherited.

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

Immediately, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were surprised and noisy, who had ever heard of such a strange thing?

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

The emperor was furious, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down, not daring to make any more sounds, and the court was silent in an instant.

Here, there are only three people who don't have to kneel, that is, the old general Wei Chi, Lin Youxiang and Fu Zuoxiang.

This Ma Guanqun is Fu Kun's person, and his friendship is not bad. Fu Kun was also worried, and had the heart to say a few words for Ma Guanqun, but at this time, Long Yan was already angry, and this was undoubtedly a head-off.

Suddenly, he felt someone pull his robe, and he looked down to see that it was the fat old man behind him. This fat old man is none other than Yao Guang, Lord Yao, who makes him hate.

In fact, Yao Guangren is the same age as Fu Kun, and he was still in the same class of Jinshi back then, which can be described as old knowledge. It's just that as soon as he was fat and ruined everything, Yao Guang became Yao Fat, an old man in the mouth of his young subordinates.

"Your people, your people. Yao Guang smiled, this person was fat, and his smile looked a little obscene.

Fu Kun didn't know, so he only moved forward.

"Your Majesty—please stop your anger. Ma Guanqun crawled forward and wiped his nose and tears, "You are the minister who gives ten guts, and the minister doesn't dare to talk nonsense." This is a true thing, and it is precisely because of the unbelievable that the minister asked the emperor to call the shots, and asked the eight doors to go to the minister's house to investigate and find the whereabouts of my son......" Ma Guanqun bowed and bowed, crying.

Emperor Cheng still felt incredible. If he hits the evil spirit, he will have no difficulty finding a step to believe. Butterflies are unheard of.

Fu Kun squinted his eyes and saw that Emperor Cheng's complexion had improved, and knew that it was an opportunity, so he immediately took a step forward: "Hubu Shangshu, how did your son-in-law turn into a butterfly? ”

Emperor Cheng sat on the dragon chair and nodded, the process is not clear, it is a butterfly when it comes up, how can people believe it?

Ma Guanqun climbed up, slowed down, and said slowly: "Yun'er turned into a butterfly, it was seen by the maid at home, ......" So, Ma Guanqun said Ma Yunhua butterfly back and forth, "When the minister got up, I only saw the blue *** flying out from the direction of Yun'er's yard, and the minister hurried to Yun'er's room, Yun'er's poop, and disappeared without a trace-" Ma Guanqun cried again, "This matter is too weird, and the minister is at a loss, so he dared to ask the emperor to make the decision, and invited eight doors to investigate the matter of the butterfly, and help the minister find Yun'er... ... Woo~~~~"

When the civil and military officials heard this, they were greatly surprised, how could there be such a strange thing in this world?

Emperor Cheng was also surprised to hear it, but the whole process stopped, and it didn't seem to be fake. Moreover, this Ma Guanqun is right, where did he get the courage to dare to risk the sins of the Nine Clans to entertain him as an emperor?

Yao Fatzi, 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 is such a strange thing, it should be investigated by Yao Guangren." ”

Yao Fatzi's body stiffened, and it was really a blessing or a curse, and it was a disaster that could not be escaped.

"Yes, yes, let Yao Guangren's ninth and ninth doors come to check!" Ma Guanqun seemed to see hope, and didn't care about the image of the household book, so he climbed directly to Yao Fatzi's side and grabbed his sleeve to pull him.

But is the tonnage of Yao Fatzi on the sidelines? No matter how Ma Guanqun drags it, Yao Fatzi does not move at all.

"Yao Guang, what do you think. Emperor Cheng spoke.

Lin Youxiang looked worried. This matter is obviously Fu Kun playing the ball, because the head of the eight doors is Fu Kun's second son: Fu Mingrui.

This case is very strange, the son suddenly turned into a butterfly and disappeared, this case is solved, it will be famous all over the world, but if it can't be broken, it will be punished, and it will damage the interests of Fu Kun

Lin Youxiang's eyes crossed a touch of old scheming, Fu Kun and Yao Guang have always been incompatible, Fu Kun is taking the opportunity to get rid of Yao Guang, it is better to come to Tai Chi and not let Fu Kun live.

Above this court, it seems to be harmonious, but in fact there is an undercurrent.

"Fu Zuoxiang, you are playing a good Keju!" At this time, the old general Wei Chi had already opened his mouth, "Next Keju competition, it is better for you to take the lead." ”

Fu Kun heard Lord Yu Chi's ridicule, and smiled with a three-point smile: "Old General Wei Chi, this son turns into a butterfly, it must be a demon." ”

"Eh, that's not necessarily, not necessarily. Yao Guang got up, stepped over Ma Guanqun's back, and went to Fu Kun's side, "Where are there so many demons and demons in this world? You see that since the establishment of my ninth gate, there is no oil and water in a leisurely place!" Yao Guangren looked miserable, facing the civil and military officials, "In this world, the more weird things are, the more people do them, because people are smart, they know how to pretend to be ghosts, just turn into butterflies, I catch a bunch of butterflies at night, right, and then put them on the bed, and then move the corpses away, and the next day, the butterflies will not fly out?" You say, I have no point. ”

When Yao Fatzi opened his mouth, the civil and military officials also nodded when they heard it, which made sense!