At night, the phantom butterfly flew in after the ninth elder brother was asleep. Fusuni pulled the quilt over and covered Brother Jiu's bare arms.

Phantom Butterfly said disdainfully: "Master, don't you know that different species can't fall in love?" In my eyes, Brother Nine doesn't have beautiful wings, it's just ugly, and he doesn't have the ability to hallucinate and stealth, it's just a spicy chicken, could it be that the owner is still worried that I will fall in love with Brother Jiu? ”

Fusuni gave her a blank look: "Okay, don't play tricks, those two, what's the recent movement?" ”

Phantom Butterfly said: "Tong and she are relatively peaceful, Tong has been studying hard to make Sichuan cuisine recently, that person has been out of the palace once, she has a maiden niece, ready to participate in next year's small election." ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Fusuni's mind: "Her niece is going to participate in next year's election?" That should look good, huh? ”

Phantom Butterfly sneered, "According to your human eyes, maybe it's okay, but if it's according to my eyes......"

"Well, you don't need to say it, I know, I don't have beautiful wings, I can't hallucinate, I can't be invisible, I'm incompetent and ugly."

Phantom Butterfly covered her mouth, hehe, straight music.

Fusuni flicked her lightly, Phantom Butterfly dodged away, and Fusuni said, "Okay, you can continue to follow her, and when you have time, you can also help me monitor the West Head Office next door." ”

Phantom Butterfly said excitedly: "I really know a little bit about the West Head Institute, I'm afraid the Zen Clan won't be better this time!" ”

The next day, after Kangxi went to court, he summoned Zhang Cheng, a foreign missionary serving in Beijing.

Zhang Cheng's original name was Gerbillon Jean Franois, a Frenchman, who came to the Qing Dynasty in the twenty-sixth year of Kangxi, and when Kangxi was thirty-two years old, Kangxi suffered from malaria.

In the thirty-sixth year of Kangxi, Kangxi asked Bai Jin to return to China to recruit more missionaries to come to the Qing Dynasty.

The two talked secretly together for a long time, the content of which is unknown to outsiders, only that since that day, the foreigners stranded in the Qing Dynasty, especially the missionaries from several Western European countries, were recruited by Kangxi from all over the country to the capital, Kangxi met them one by one, and then sent a mission to follow them back to their motherland, starting the journey of the Qing Dynasty to open their eyes to the world for the first time.

Of course, that's all for later.

When Kangxi summoned Zhang Cheng, the eighth elder brother went out of the palace to the criminal department.

"Master Fu, I don't know about Ye Fujin's falling into the water, how is it now?"

Fu Rata smiled bitterly, he really didn't want to get involved in the private affairs of these princes' backyards, but the emperor gave an order, and he had no choice but to check it out.

Fu Rata presented a stack of dossiers, and after the eighth elder brother read it, his face turned pale.

"Please also ask Master Fu to keep it secret."

Fu Rata hurriedly said: "This is natural, except for the emperor, the slave will not leak anything to the third person." ”

Fu Rata could only promise not to spread the news about this matter, but if the emperor asked, it was impossible for him to hide it.

The eighth elder brother was silent for a moment before saying, "Thank you." ”

He also knew that it was impossible to hide this matter from Kangxi.

So, after returning to the palace, the eighth elder brother went directly to the Qianqing Palace to ask for a meeting.

After Kangxi met with the previous minister, he announced that the eighth elder brother would enter. As soon as the eighth elder brother entered the door, he knelt down: "The son's discipline is not strict, and I also ask Khan Ama to forgive his sins." ”

Kangxi said lightly: "What, when you go to the Criminal Department, what did Fu Rata tell you?" ”

The eighth elder brother knew that there was nothing Kangxi didn't know, the difference was only whether he wanted to know or didn't want to know.