Sick Man Turns Out to be a General

In the study room of the yamen, Master Qian, Qian Yi, was quietly listening to Master Cao's report.    

"According to the autopsy results, Eunuch Li had also been stabbed with a knife. He had been stabbed with twenty-one cuts on his body and nine cuts on his face. The wounds were of varying depth and depth and were very unfamiliar to him."    

"This is obviously the work of a lunatic. His Majesty still wants me to find out everything. How do I investigate?" Qian Yi scratched his head in frustration and said to Master Cao, "Tell me, how do you want me to investigate this?" The madman is dead, the tool... By the way, have you found the tools for the crime? "    

He suddenly realized that he had indeed failed in his duty. He could not find such an important thing, yet he ended the case. No wonder the emperor was furious. He was practically asking for a scolding.    

"The constable has been sent to the river to fish, but nothing has been found." Master Cao shook his head. On the surface, this case looked like a lunatic killing someone, but in reality, there were many doubts. Even the identity of a lunatic was a big one.    

"Idiot, such a simple matter has yet to be investigated." Thinking about his head, Qian Yi could not help but get angry, "What kind of relationship does Eunuch Li have with a staff officer? Who have they been in contact with? "    

"Currently, we have not been able to find out the connection between Eunuch Li and the Minister of Work. Most of the people they know are officials of the capital, and they can't be sure either. But on the night of the Minister of Work's accident, they just went to Fragrance Court."    

Qian Yi rubbed his forehead in frustration. If that lunatic didn't kill people for no apparent reason, the crime would have been committed in such a short period of time.    

"Have you sent anyone to the Scent of the Lifestyle to investigate?" Qian Yi felt his head ache even more. He rubbed his temples and said, "If they interfere with the investigation, then arrest them all and let them stay in jail for a few days."    

"They are already investigating. They are asking the mother there and also receiving the Xiao Hong. They all said that the doctor was in high spirits that night and drank a little too much. Nothing else is abnormal."    

"Isn't there anything useful about it?" Qian Yi slapped the table excitedly.    

With a worried expression, Master Cao said, "Why don't I ask the constables to scout outside again?"    

What can you get at this late hour? Qian Yi stared at Master Cao as if he was looking at a fool.    

"Master, I've cooked a bowl of soul calming soup for you." Qian Yi's concubine, He Shi, walked in with the Sage Calming Soup in her hand.    

Qian Yi glanced at Master Cao. "You can go back first. We'll discuss this tomorrow."    

Master Cao nodded and left.    

Madam He put down the Soothing Elixir, sat beside Qian Yi, pressed his shoulder, and said in a delicate voice: "Master, what happened? "Why are you frowning?"    

"Don't mention it." Qian Yi rubbed his forehead, his expression was as pale as a plate of vegetables.    

When Madam He saw him like this, she personally carried the Sage Calming Elixir to him. "Old Master, don't be angry. Let me serve you."    

Qian Yi looked at his beautiful concubine, and his heart skipped a beat. He touched her small waist and stopped her from entering the room.    

— —    

King Jing Mansion    

"What do you think about this?" Yan Chenglee poured a cup of tea for Mu Chen and asked casually.    

"If I want to investigate more, I have to first re-examine that madman's body." He felt that the death of a madman was not that simple. After killing someone and drowning them, was it suicide or an accident? Or was he the one who killed him?    

"You think there's something wrong with that lunatic?"    

"I think there are too many madmen in this city." Mu Chen frowned, he wrote on the Go board, and easily blocked off Yan Chenglee's way out.    

These words contained an extremely deep meaning. Yan Chenglee casually gave a son and then said: "I will immediately have someone go out and investigate."    

Mu Chen seemed to not have heard these words, and took the opportunity when he wasn't paying attention to eat his third son.    

Yan Chenglee regained his senses, and realized that Mu Chen had eaten his third son, so he accused him, "Zi An, how can you take advantage of someone's predicament?"    

"It's because you're not focusing." He smiled.    

Yan Chenglee raised his eyebrows, and returned the chess piece back to the box, "Alright, I lost."    

"Thank you." He accepted it without difficulty, "Regarding this matter, I hope that the Prince will not participate."    

"Why?" He was just about to instruct his subordinates to investigate.    

"I feel like there's a lot of implications behind this. In order to avoid suspicion, I'll first take myself out." Although he didn't have any clues at the moment, he still had this feeling.    

A strong sense of unease arose within him. This matter was definitely not that simple. For this reason, he had intensified his inspection and precautions at home.    

"You think this has something to do with the court?" This was a serious matter. Who was the one who wanted to create this panic?    

"I'm not sure, but it won't be simple." "You have to be careful, so that no one can take advantage of you."    

Yan Chenglee nodded, indicating that he would be careful.    

Mu Chen continued to drink tea, chat for a while more before leaving.    

— —    

Things were getting worse. The son of the Minister of Rites went crazy in the middle of the night and killed his beloved concubine.    

The citizens were not in the mood to even discuss such matters. They could not wait to hide in the city for the rest of their lives. They were worried that there might be some crazy people in the capital who were ready to kill people at any time.    

With the chain of events, the emperor was infuriated. The capital city's Prefect, Qian Yi, was dismissed because of unfavorable circumstances, while Mu Yu was suddenly promoted to the capital's Prefect.    

Mu Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry when such a huge responsibility fell onto him.    

He actually wanted to get a good position and do things within his capabilities, but facing such a huge matter from the very start, he was under a lot of pressure.    

The Dehui County Lord was infuriated. She felt that the emperor was doing this on purpose to harm her son, that she was such a son, and that she would inherit the title of Marquis from now on. How could she do such a dangerous thing?    

"Mother, cousin did too much this time. How can he let Yu'er do such a dangerous thing?" "What if something happens to Yu'er? What do you want me to do?" Dehui County Lord anxiously shouted at Princess Fu An. "Mother, go and tell her imperial cousin not to let Yu'er take over this position."    

"Just because Prefect Qian is lacking doesn't mean that Yu'er isn't good enough either. If this case is handled well, then Yu'er will be able to accomplish a great deed." Princess Fuan raised a teacup and lightly sipped a cup of tea. His face was serene, more composed than her daughter.    

"Mother, this is too dangerous. Yu'er is just a weak scholar after so many people died." Where did he get the chance to do such a thing? " Dehui County Lord felt pain in her heart when she thought about how her son would face such a brutal killer.    

"It's a mess if you don't care. If Yu'er wants to be an official, she'll have to face all kinds of troubles. Do you really want to help him solve them?" "Yu'er isn't young anymore. You don't have to worry about everything for her." Princess Fuan stared coldly at her daughter. She felt that her daughter was really stupid and hadn't inherited her intelligence at all.    

Dehui County Lord's face paled after getting scolded by her mother, but she still struggled to say: "But this is really too dangerous."    

"What's not dangerous?" Princess Fuan put down his teacup. "Being with a king is like being with a tiger. Nothing is simple."    

"Don't pressure him. If you are worried about his comfort, send a few more people to protect him. "Master Hou should have a secret guard by his side. Say hi to Master Hou and have two of his secret guards protect Yu'er from the shadows."    

Dehui County Lord felt that this made sense. With her son being protected by his side, she would be able to rest at ease. However, she was still worried.    

Princess Fuan saw her unsettled expression and a trace of indifference flashed across his eyes. He was so old, and yet he was making such a ruckus. She had probably been living a comfortable life in the Marquis Zhen Yuan Mansion all these years, and had been protected very well.    

"If there's nothing else, you can go."    

Dehui County Lord bid farewell to her mother, and returned to her Marquis Zhen Yuan Mansion.    

"Princess, your grandpa is feeling terrible again. Why don't you invite the doctor over to take a look?" maidservant hurriedly ran in to report.    

Princess Fuan's face changed as soon as he heard this. He stood up immediately and said sternly, "Everything's fine, why are you feeling so bad again?"    

"He said he had a terrible headache and was still twitching. He kept saying he wanted to smash his head against the wall." The servants couldn't hold on any longer, and all of them were beaten up until wounds started to appear all over their bodies.    

"Have someone secretly ask for Dr. Gao to come over. Remember, don't let the horses know."    

After instructing the maidservant, Princess Fu An went to his son's courtyard.    

The courtyard was in an uproar.    

A group of servants held Grandpa Yuan's waist as if they were pulling out a river. They held him back so that he wouldn't smash into the wall, fearing that he would die.    

"Give it to me, give it to me, I want to eat …" His mind was in a trance, as if he was in a daze. He kept shouting something, "I want to eat, quickly give it to me, I'm about to die, I feel uncomfortable …"    

Princess Fuan's heart ached as he looked at her son. He wished he could replace him with her own body.    

"Ah …" Suddenly, Master Yuan grabbed his head and shouted. His face was contorted with pain. He actually grabbed the hands of the servant beside him and bit down forcefully. His eyes looked as if they were about to bulge out.    

When Princess Fuan saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward and slapped him. "Vile creature, what are you doing?"    

"Mother, give it to me! I want that thing! Hurry up and give it to me! I'm going to die soon …" When Grandpa Yuan saw his mother, he hastily begged for mercy. His mind was cleared in an instant, but after a while, he became irritable again. His actions became even crazier, and the servants almost couldn't stop him.    

Seeing that her son was about to charge at her, Princess Fuan quickly said, "Knock him out. Don't let him go crazy again."    

When the servant heard this, he hurriedly picked up the wooden stick and knocked him out. His movements were extremely smooth, and he had obviously done this many times before.    

As she looked at her thin and pale-faced son, she felt very sad. Her poor son, how could he have met with such a situation?    

"Where's Dr. Gao?" Why aren't you here yet? " After having her son brought back to bed, Princess Fuan snapped at the servants. A bunch of useless things. Even inviting a doctor would be a waste of time.    

"Someone has already been sent to invite them. They should be here soon."    

Princess Fuan was slightly angry as he turned to walk into her son's room. He frowned as he saw the mess inside and looked at the dead woman lying on the bed. She frowned and said, "Drag him out and bury him secretly."