The guy surnamed Zhou seems to be just a playboy with no brains. How can he pretend to be like that?

It’s not necessarily an act of pretense. Being a dandy doesn’t mean he has no brains. He made good use of the dandy’s methods to stir up troubles, take advantage of connections, and try to take me away by subverting his tactics.

Moreover, the sequelae of doing so are very small. Although the capital inspection is approaching, but a petty subordinate official is killed; the county government arrests the police, is it possible that the minister of household affairs can be shaken, a dignified third-rank official?

It's just that Zhou didn't expect that not only would I have a relationship with Si Tianjian, but I would even ask the great scholar from Yunlu Academy to personally come forward. Thinking of this, Xu Qian felt like walking on a tightrope.

"From the day I solved the tax bank case, I had already offended the Minister of Household Affairs and was passively involved in it.

Unfortunately, I still wanted to stay away from the imperial power and live a boring and simple life as a rich man with many wives and concubines.

If Erlang hadn't happened to be sending poems to the elders of the college, and if I hadn't suddenly had a whim and written down some chemistry knowledge from memory a few days ago, I might have lost my mind.

I don’t even understand the real reason why I was killed, I just thought I offended the second generation of the playboy.”

The coincidences one after another were superimposed, and it was luck that allowed me to survive this crisis!! Xu Qian took a breath, and suddenly his heart moved: "Miss Caiwei, are you going to be angry?"

"Yes." Chu Caiwei swallowed the food in her mouth, "The eighth-level warlock is called a qi-watcher. The qi-watching technique is the most basic ability of our warlocks. All subsequent magical powers are based on the qi-watching skill."

When she talked about her own cultivation system, she seemed talkative and excited, and chirped: "But, do you know why the ninth-level warlock is not a qi gazing master but a healer?"

Xu Qian shook his head and asked with admiration: "It's not like you warlocks all have the heart to save lives and heal the wounded."

Chu Caiwei straightened her waist and put on a serious look. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of being a teacher and said:

"Everything in the world has Qi numbers, of which human beings are the most important. The eight sufferings of life, seven emotions and six desires are all Qi numbers. Doctors who save lives and heal the wounded will inevitably be infected with birth, old age, illness and death. Over time, a pair of clear pupils will be born that can see through Qi numbers."

I like this kind of girl who knows everything and talks about everything. Xu Qian said: "Then can you see how strong I am?"

Chu Caiwei wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and looked at him intently. Fresh air burst out from her bright black eyes, occupying her pupils little by little.

Under the gaze of clear light-shrouded eyes, Xu Qian's spiritual sense was touched, like a thorn in his back, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

After a while, the clear light in Chu Caiwei's eyes faded, and her face remained as usual: "The aura is light red mixed with black aura."

"What's the meaning?"

"The color red means that you are working for an official. But the lighter color means that you are a subordinate. Black energy is a symbol of bad luck. I think you understand this."

Xu Qian frowned and asked tentatively: "Are there no other colors? For example, the color that symbolizes the Son of Destiny."

"You can just say this in front of me. If someone listens to it, it will be a crime of disrespect. Except for the emperor, no one dares to claim to be the son of destiny." Chu Caiwei was taken aback. It was nothing more than disrespect. Where did this person come from?

Do you have the confidence to think that you are the son of destiny?

Giant dragon, giant dragon, keep your eyes peeled and watch it again!!

She couldn't tell, maybe it was a matter of rank, or maybe my European Emperor's physique had nothing to do with my energy level. Xu Qian looked calm on the surface, but he had ups and downs in his mind.

Snapped!

Chu Caiwei slapped Xu Qian's food-holding hand open again, puffed up her cheeks, and expressed her displeasure: "You wait until I'm full, and then I'll give it to you."

Xu Qi'an took a look at the half-eaten sumptuous food and secretly guessed how many months her belly was now pregnant.

"By the way, how is the situation of the Minister of Household Affairs now?" Xu Qian sat upright and did not look at the food.

"The Ministry of Household Affairs impeached Zhou Shilang a few days ago, and the matter was suppressed by His Majesty." Chu Caiwei said, paused, and added:

"Those two committed suicide out of fear of crime."

So there is no evidence? But these days, who does the emperor really want to kill? In fact, no evidence is needed. Everyone is free to testify. It may also involve a party dispute or the emperor has other ideas. I don’t know about the court affairs. After all, I have no contact.

Yes, I need to find a veteran in officialdom to find out.

So Xu Qi'an started to inquire around the corner, but Chu Caiwei was not interested in the affairs of the court and gave no valuable information.

"Oh, you're so annoying. Our Si Tianjian doesn't care about court matters." She was asked urgently, and her eyebrows were raised, looking unhappy.

I seemed to have hurt her self-esteem as a teacher. Xu Qian was sensible and stopped asking any more questions.

"How much money does this table cost?" Xu Qian ate happily.

After having had enough wine and food, Chu Caiwei counted on her fingers for a long time, and then stopped.

"Huh?" Xu Qian raised his head.

"I gave the store 4 taels of silver and got back 1, 2, 3, 60 copper coins." Chu Caiwei said distressedly: "Then how much did I spend?"

The frowning look was very cute and reminded Xu Qian of a seven-year-old girl doing math problems.

""Xu Qi'an pondered: "I don't know either."

One tael of silver is equal to eight qian, and one qian is equal to one hundred wen. Because the ratio is not 10:1, it greatly increases the difficulty of calculation.

Judging from her appearance, she probably only knew how to read, but had never learned arithmetic.

So Xu Qian stopped trying to be a hero.

When Chu Caiwei heard this, her eyebrows arched, feeling that Xu Qi'an was the same kind.

"Then how come you are so good at calculating when solving crimes?"

"I've been thinking about it for a long time."

"Oh." Chu Caiwei stared at him: "You don't seem to be happy with your meal?"

"No, it just tastes average."

"Nonsense, this is the best restaurant in Zuixinju in Nancheng."

"I've had better food."

Chu Caiwei's eyes lit up.

Xu Qian then said: "Come to my house when you have time, and I will prepare delicious food for you."

Alchemy room.

A group of people in white clothes gathered in front of the experimental equipment, watching Song Qing operate it.

The porcelain cup holder, which is as thin as an eggshell, is grilled on the candle, and the steam curls up. The water in the porcelain cup evaporates and crystallizes.

Song Qing flicked his fingers, and a cluster of bright flames enveloped the crystal, slowly melting it.

"If I had this skill in my previous life, I could light a cigarette with just a flick of my finger, which would definitely be a great tool for picking up girls." Xu Qian was a little envious of the flashy warlock.

The sodium chloride crystal melted, and Song Qing showed a solemn look. He had been stuck in the next step countless times in the past:

Lightning strike!

Song Qing subconsciously looked at Xu Qian beside him.

Including the big-eyed cute girl Chu Caiwei, other people in white clothes all looked at Xu Dalang.

Xu Dalang nodded expressionlessly.

The fact that he didn't give any guidance showed that all my steps had gone well so far. Song Qing was convinced and snapped her fingers.

A slightly bright electric arc suddenly flashed across the air, continuously pouring into the porcelain cup.

"Hold your breath."

Suddenly, everyone heard Xu Qian's voice and immediately held their breath without hesitation.

In fact, even if you inhale the poisonous gas directly, you non-human beings will be fine. Xu Qi'an just made everyone hold their breath out of the inertia of his thinking.

The next moment, a scene that shocked Si Tianjian Baiyi happened.

Irregular silver-white lumps formed in the porcelain cup, just like silver. The edges of the lumps were adhered to fine salt that had not been completely transformed.

"OK, successful"

"Senior Brother Song Qing, how did you do it?"

The people in white clothes were shocked. They had never succeeded before, but this time they managed to produce fake silver in one go.

As expected, Miss Caiwei was able to refine fake silver that day. She succeeded in one attempt. She was either unlucky or unlucky. Because I was around, it involved me. Xu Qian watched silently and verified it.

Conjecture in my mind.

Song Qing glanced at the fake silver, then at the excited junior brothers, with a slightly confused look on her face.

I haven't changed much. I've always thought like this before. Thinking of this, he glanced at Xu Qian subconsciously and found that the little catcher was not surprised at all. His eyes were dark, as if he had expected it.

Song Qing's heart moved: "Xu Ningyan, do you know the reason?"

Chu Caiwei, who was thinking, immediately looked at Xu Qian.

The other people in white clothes turned their heads.

Xu Qi'an stood with his hands behind his back and smiled: "You shouldn't ask me this question. A mature alchemist should learn to think independently."
Chapter completed!