I was just solving crimes, how could I become an immortal?

Chapter 73 Si Tianjian’s invitation

In the royal palace, in the royal study.

Emperor Wan Jing sat in front of the writing desk, looking at the memorial in his hand with a gloomy expression.

Underneath, officials from the Ministry of War and the Demon Slaying Department knelt on the ground.

It is extremely rare for officials to fight in public, let alone leading troops to block the door. Such a large battle will undoubtedly bring shame to the court, and punishment is inevitable.

Fortunately, the Secretary of the Ministry of War was well versed in the ways of officialdom. He knew that Feng Shilang was going to work hard, so he started writing in advance and informed Emperor Wan Jing of Feng Zhao's filial piety.

Feng Shilang kowtowed and apologized: "In order to save my relatives, I privately asked the Demon Slayer Division for an explanation. I exceeded my authority and sought personal gain. I am guilty. Please punish me!"

Emperor Wan Jing heard this and threw a memorial in front of him.

He yelled loudly: "You know you are guilty! You dare to privately command the imperial army. How brave you are. If you hadn't shown your filial piety, I would have killed you! Send the order and fine the relevant people to wait for one year's salary and not be promoted within half a year!"

"Thank you, Lord, for your grace."

In the eyes of the emperor, this kind of behavior is absolutely unacceptable in the eyes of the emperor.

But the wonderful thing about this case is that the memorial was delivered first, and the Feng family was indeed going to die. They couldn't delay it for even half a day. Filial piety comes first. This behavior is understandable.

What's even better is that the force of the demon-slaying division really has an effect, and the Feng family is alive!

Doesn't this result clearly indicate that there is a problem within the Demon Slayer Division? Emperor Wan Jing seemed to be scolding him fiercely, but upon closer inspection, he found that the punishment was too light.

Think about Feng Zhao, he is already a minister, how can he be promoted so easily?

As for those subordinates whose salaries have been deducted, how rich the Feng family is! The amount of money that will be paid back as compensation is far more than this amount. The Ministry of War can be said to have achieved a great victory this time.

But looking at the Demon Slayer Division, they are in more trouble.

If you get into trouble and lose face, you can either admit to dereliction of duty or bear the name of poisoning the official's family. You guys can choose one.

"This official is not doing his job well and failed to find out the traces of the monster in time. I ask the Holy One to punish me."

You have no choice but to admit your incompetence.

"Hmph! Order, the next month's salary of the Demon Slayer Division will be deducted, and the captain of the school, Ding Jie, will be demoted to three ranks."

……

A series of instructions were issued, bringing the farce of blocking the door to a brief end.

Shangjiang City is in troubled times, so there is really no need to deal with the Ministry of War and the Demon Slayer Department together.

But after the officials left, Emperor Wan Jing opened the memorial again and his eyes stayed on the word 'Cao An'.

"This person has been mentioned many times recently. He seems to be quite talented, but I don't know if this talent can be used by me." There was something in Emperor Wan Jing's words.

As a minister, Cao An is naturally his subordinate.

But he didn't seem so reassured about the Tsing Yi Department. It was not uncommon for emperors to be paranoid.

And the young man who had been accompanying him, grinding ink and laying paper, also spoke at this time.

"Father, this year's [Martial Arts Banquet] will be held in three days. I have sent a letter of invitation to Cao An. If my father is interested, I will test him and recommend him to him if he is suitable."

"Well, that's very good!" Emperor Wan Jing looked at Prince An with satisfaction.

He voluntarily gave up the fight for the crown prince, did not seek military and political power, did not enter the court to discuss matters, did not fight and did nothing, received the title of King An, and only organized some banquets and celebrations on weekdays.

Among all his descendants, King An gave him the most peace of mind.

……

"But why, the more I look at Prince An, the more I think he is a traitor and a traitor?"

Cao An sat in the archives room of the Tsing Yi Department and read the files about King An. The more he read, the more outrageous he felt.

If this plot continues to develop, it will almost be a stage for a mutiny to force the palace.

"Really? Why can't I see it? He has no one in the court and no soldiers in his hands. How can he mutiny?"

Beside him, Zhu Xian was gnawing on chicken legs, and Ying Huorong was gnawing on chicken wings. They were sitting next to him like guardians, chirping idlely.

With the files in his hands together, Cao An concluded the matter.

"Should you look at it later, but don't underestimate anyone. If you could tell who the rebels were at a glance, the Daxing Dynasty would have been in good weather and the seas and rivers would be clear."

The Feng family members were unconscious after being poisoned. They could not inquire about the source of goods from Nanchu for the time being, so they had to go back to the Tsing Yi Department to prepare for the dinner. From the moment he received the invitation, Cao An felt uncomfortable all over.

"Is this [Martial Arts Banquet] so scary? I've been there once, and the food was pretty good. You can leave when you're full." Ying Huorong was someone who had been there before, and gave Cao An some psychological comfort.

"But what I'm worried about are the variables at this banquet."

Cao An endured the bloody disaster and had to be cautious no matter where he went. The actions he took recently were all unexpected and spontaneous to avoid being ambushed by the bad guys in advance.

It's fine now. The banquet will be held three days later. I'm afraid this is not Xiaojiu's death prediction. It will come true.

How about just staying home when you're sick?

But I just entered the officialdom, and I have caused so much trouble in the past few days, but I refused the first royal banquet? Isn't that a bit excessive?

Forget it, let’s look at the rewards this time.

Really undecided, Cao An decided to receive this round of case rewards first, hoping to give him some useful abilities.

Don’t be like the burning leg hair last time. It looked very domineering. After burning the leg hair once, it was all gone. You have to wait for it to grow back next time. It’s simply...

"Reward 1: Powerful hair growth cream."

Cao An:......

Hey, your system really knows how to keep up with current events~~
  Can we have something serious? ! !

"Congratulations on solving the unsolvable poison case. The rewards for the detective have begun to be distributed."

"Please choose one of the following three additional rewards:"

"1. Powerful Hair Growth Cream (Substance): Apply it on your feet and you will be able to grow thick leg hair in half a day. It is effective and easy to use."

"2. Waist Demon Bell (ninth-grade treasure): a low-level treasure that is held by the Demon Slayer Division. It is hung around the waist. If a demonic energy is detected, it will emit a bell. Because of the low grade, the time spirit will not work at all times. Please don’t get your hopes up.”

"30. Tianyuan Yiqi*"

……

'System, I saved more than a hundred people this time, so why should I give you these rewards? '

"Treatment does not mean virtue. The impact of this case is too low."

The system's answer was very cold, but Cao An only complained a few words, and he knew the reason very well.

Feng Zhao is a filial son, but that does not mean that the Feng family are good people.

On the contrary, the Feng family has made a lot of ill-gotten gains from Qiwen Tower. It's hard to say whether his rescue was a virtue or a crime.

Fortunately, he also killed a demon and saved some innocent maids and servants. Although he couldn't get a new talent, he still had 30 copies of [Tian Yuan Yi Qi], which was pretty good.

That's right, Cao An chose the third item without hesitation, powerful hair growth cream? Waist demon bell? What a piece of junk! !
  "Cao An? Cao An!"

Hearing the call, he raised his head and found that Zhu Xian and Ying Huorong had left, and in front of him was Liang Qifeng, the chief minister.

To be honest, it was rare for him to stay in the office for a day, and it gave him a headache to see these big guys wandering around without anything.

Rubbing his brows, Cao An regained his composure and asked, "I'm sorry, I just got distracted. Is Lord Tisi looking for something to do with me?"

"Well, I heard that you are worried about the banquet in three days' time? In fact, from my point of view, destiny is not trustworthy, so it is better not to take it too seriously?"

"Thank you, Mr. Tisi, for your advice. I think so too, but... there are some things that I don't know, but I still feel uneasy."

Destiny is a fictitious thing and cannot be fully believed in.

But there is a very accurate fortune teller who says that you are going to die soon. Whether you believe it or not, you will feel a chill down your spine.

Liang Qifeng nodded, understood Cao An's dilemma, and handed over a new invitation card in his hand.

"If you really can't make a decision, why don't you go to this appointment first, maybe you can gain something."

"And there are invitations? That one is enough to give me a headache."

"This time it's different."

"Oh? What's the difference? The inviter this time is..."

"Si Tianjian, Jianzheng."

(End of this chapter)