On their wedding night, she burned down the Prince Regent's palace.

Chapter 145: Must be a pure minister
Having said that, Ye Zhiyu went out and stopped the guard to ask. He hesitated a little when he learned that Fu Jingtong was being left in the study by Feng Wuming to discuss matters.

It stands to reason that he was injured this time because of his medical skills and his natural five senses. He was too allergic/sensitive to toxic smells. He was bewitched by the poisonous blood before others, and he suffered this disaster.

He suddenly broke out and became Miguo's hostage, almost ruining Feng Wuming's plan, but he didn't blame him, presumably because the other party showed some mercy.

Ye Zhiyu had not seen the cold-blooded and ruthless side of Feng Wuming before. She still clearly remembered the human form in the dungeon that could not survive but could not survive.

But for some reason, I heard Hua Niang say just now that Feng Wuming was still indifferent when he saw that he was in danger, and there was some unhappiness in his heart that was difficult to explain.

The only reason is that when they changed residences, Feng Wuming lived too close to her. No matter how much Ye Zhiyu deliberately bothered her, before she could figure out the reason, she had already arrived at the door of Feng Wuming's study.

The housekeeper was waiting outside the door. When he saw her coming, he greeted her with concern.

"Why don't you take some more rest, the miracle doctor? You're here in such a hurry, but what's the important matter?"

Ye Zhiyu naturally had a legitimate reason, "I heard that Mr. Fu hurt his head trying to save me. I wonder if it's okay? I want to come and take a look. Is he in there now?"

The housekeeper nodded, but remained motionless in front of Ye Zhiyu.

"Don't worry about this, the miracle doctor. The old doctor in the house has already diagnosed and treated Mr. Fu. It's just a bruise. It will dissipate in two days. It's not a serious problem."

"Oh," Ye Zhiyu rubbed his toes on the stone steps and hesitated for a while before speaking again, "What about the prince? There was chaos just now. Did the prince get hurt anywhere?"

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Your Majesty is fine. He is discussing important matters with Mr. Fu inside. He told me to keep watch outside and not let anyone in or out easily. If the miracle doctor has nothing important to do, please don't make things difficult for me." "

The housekeeper's words were so clear. Why did Ye Zhiyu have the nerve to linger in front of the study door? He forced a smile and went back to the room to lie down.

Inside the study.

The two people outside the door didn't speak loudly, but Feng Wuming still heard eight or nine points from inside.

I didn't know what it was like in my heart, but my face was calm, and I just asked Fu Jingtong, who was in the hall.

"Sir Fu, you have seen everything that the young master of the Mi tribe did just now. Why, can't Dali Temple control the Mi tribe?"

"Of course I can." Fu Jingtong was neither humble nor arrogant, "It's just that Dali Temple is currently busy handling important cases in the capital, and it really can't allocate manpower. It goes all the way to the southwest to thoroughly investigate the Mi people to vent the prince's anger."

The corners of Feng Wuming's mouth were slightly raised, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Why did Mr. Fu say this? The Mi people broke the contract and went out privately. They should have been handed over to Dali Temple for review and verification. Now we just save a lot of tedious steps and just wait for Mr. Fu to catch the remaining key criminals. How come you are venting your anger for me instead? What Master Fu said is really strange."

Fu Jingtong frowned slightly, stood up, saluted and wanted to leave.

"This young minister of the Mi tribe came here for the prince, and something happened in the prince's house. Now it is natural for the prince to report the reasons for the incident to His Majesty, so that everything can be organized in detail. In my opinion, it is natural for the prince to personally report the incident. It is more appropriate for the remaining criminals to be captured and returned."

How could Feng Wuming let him go so easily? He hurriedly stepped forward and held Fu Jingtong's shoulders.The word "chuan" between Fu Jingtong's brows was deeper, but because of Feng Wuming's identity, he couldn't just throw away his sleeves and leave.

Even so, when Fu Jingtong spoke again, his tone was quite rude, "I just happened to be forced to stay in the palace by the prince, and happened to see one of the scenes. How did the prince mobilize his men to investigate behind his back? If your majesty asks about the relationship, Qiao, how can Fu answer this?"

Feng Wuming was also angry and funny. If such a ready-made big case was handed over to others, it would be too late to build a shrine for Feng Wuming.

Why was it that when Fu Jingtong came here, he was like a hot potato and couldn't wait to put it aside?
Even if I had been rude to Jing Tong before, it was only because this boy dared to covet the talents in his house!
So even if Wang Xiao'e was poached, Yu Shi is still queuing in front, who do you think Fu Jingtong is?

After some thought, he convinced himself that there was no previous disagreement with Fu Jingtong, and Feng Wuming forced him to sit down next to the table.

Fu Jingtong wanted to get rid of him, but Feng Wuming hadn't used his inner strength yet, so he couldn't break free with some skill in his hands, so he could only follow Feng Wuming's movements angrily.

"Master Fu, what's your prejudice against this king?" Feng Wuming carefully studied Fu Jingtong's expression and spoke slowly.

Fu Jingtong didn't even want to give him a straight face. He turned his head and replied forcefully, "How dare you, a low-ranking official!"

"That means the official at Dali Temple is bored with his job and doesn't want to bother investigating the case anymore. He wants to find a leisure job?"

After hearing Feng Wuming's intimidation with his own ears, Fu Jingtong could no longer evade vaguely. He could only try his best to keep a cold face and said solemnly:
"Although Fu was appreciated by the imperial master back then, he has been concentrating on investigating the case over the years and has no intention of getting involved in the fight between the parties in the court. Why is it so difficult for the prince to resign now?"

Feng Wuming couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment when he saw that he finally revealed his innermost thoughts, but it was completely different from what he thought.

After a long silence, Feng Wuming spoke again, "If someone else discovers Mi's conspiracy, will Mr. Fu accept it? Will he take care of it?"

Fu Jingtong struggled, but finally nodded, "I am in charge of Dali Temple, so naturally I am in charge."

Feng Wuming sneered, "Now it's just me who finds out. Why do you have to evade it in every possible way, Sir?"

"Is it because I am acting suspiciously, or is it because you are prejudicial, Sir, and ignore your responsibilities because you have doubts about me? How can you act like a pure minister?"

"I think he is just as timid as a mouse, he only dares to behave with his tail between his legs, thinking that he can preserve his reputation by not interacting with both sides; in fact, I cherish my own self, and for the sake of my reputation as a pure minister, I don't even dare to get involved in serious matters. !”

"You!" Fu Jingtong stood up with a slap on the table, all the veins on his neck showing. He was obviously very angry at Feng Wuming's words.

Feng Wuming was naturally not afraid. He stood up calmly facing Fu Jingtong's gaze, pulled out a stack of papers from the case and threw it in front of Fu Jingtong.

"Master Fu, these are the evidence that the Mi family bought the guards of the road through Luzhou County in order to do something. I will hand them over to you now. If Dali Temple is short of manpower, I can also send a team of soldiers to protect you. The road is safe.”

Feng Wuming looked at Fu Jingtong who was struggling and sneered, "Of course, if Mr. Fu insists on retaining his reputation as a pure minister and does not associate with this king, all he has to do is put down the evidence."

(End of this chapter)