Jiang Lvzhong was still unconvinced, but he didn't dare to do it again.

Wei Yuan said leisurely: "The reason why he is under Yang Yan's hands is not because of Yang Yan, but because of Li Yuchun."

Li Yuchun?

The three gold gongs are even more confused. Li Yuchun is just a small silver gong, and he can be considered a talent, but he has a rigid personality, does not know how to adapt, and is stubborn in his logic.

Could it be that Li Yuchun had some deep relationship with that Xu Qian? Jiang Lu was guessing.

Wei Yuan explained unhurriedly: "Li Yuchun can test Xu Qi'an's character. Xu Qi'an also needs a person with a rigid personality as a leader. If any Yinluo is replaced, there will be conflicts with him."

Li Yuchun couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes, so he was just used to guide and advise Xu Qian. But with the character and philosophy Xu Qian showed in Wenxinguan, he would not be able to be like a fish in water under any Yin Luo's hands.

It may even cause trouble.

Seeing the thoughtful expressions of the three of them, Wei Yuan said gently: "How about you, how did you fall in love with this piece of gold?"

Jiang Lvzhong did not hide anything: "Ping Yuanbo's case is quite difficult. According to the current clues, it is very likely that someone from the Jianghu is seeking revenge. But he has escaped long ago, and it will be extremely difficult to find him out. It just so happens that Xu Qi'an is good at solving cases.

, I want to transfer this person to my subordinates to work for me."

This reason is reasonable and reasonable. Wei Yuan and his son nodded.

Jiang Luzhong continued: "But what really caught my eye was another thing."

Yang Yan looked over immediately.

"On the night Uncle Ping Yuan was killed, I took several qi-watchers from Si Tianjian to track the murderer. After seeing Xu Qi'an, several people in white clothes were extremely excited and insisted on going over to talk to him.

"When we met, we bowed respectfully and saluted. When did Si Tianjian's white clothes show such courtesy to a martial artist?"

Jiang Lvzhong shook his head and continued: "After asking Yinluo under my hand, I found out that this person has a close relationship with the alchemist Si Tianjian."

"Have you a close relationship with Master Si Tianjian Alchemist?" Nangong Qianrou, who had a feminine temperament, seemed to have thought of something and let out a laugh:

"I remember that in the tax-silver case, it was he who used alchemy to make fake silver and solved the mystery. Using alchemy to please Si Tianjian Bai Yi was quite smart. But Si Tianjian's magicians have always looked down on martial artists, but this guy is flexible and flexible.

"

Yang Yan frowned.

He himself is the kind of arrogant martial artist who treats practitioners of all major systems as if they are ants. He feels that this is the aura that a high-quality martial artist must have.

Only when you despise everything can you be fearless.

If Xu Qian is flattering and fawning over Warlock Si Tianjian, then Yang Yan will lower his rating and impression of him.

"No, that's not the case." Jiang Lvzhong sighed and objected: "Those Wangqi masters were extremely respectful to him and couldn't wait to please him. It was even said that Song Qing of Si Tianjian praised Qi'an as "my teacher"

"."

"That's nonsense!" Nangong Qianrou didn't believe it.

Song Qing is a direct disciple of Jian Zheng. How could he say such a thing? Where was Jian Zheng located?

Yang Yan didn't say anything, but he didn't believe it either.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful.

...

Xu Qi'an finished his patrol, returned to the watchman's office, wrote a report as usual, and left at the end of the day.

I had a rest today and didn't go home. I went to Jiaofangsi.

Men of his age have strong energy and blood, and are at the age when their desires are strongest. They cannot contain the turmoil in their bodies every day.

To use a more vivid metaphor: I think about Shen Gongbao every day.

Today, there is no tea party in Yingmei Pavilion. The drinkers listen to music and watch dancing. The fragrance appears once during the dinner, and the drinkers are satisfied.

Jingcha is good, but the real big guys don't come to Jiaofangsi anymore...Xu Qi'an was invited to have tea as usual.

In the bedroom with a charcoal fire burning, Fuxiang, wearing a gorgeous long dress, lowered her head and played the piano. She was dignified and elegant, with a ladylike temperament between her brows and eyes.

Today, I was quite reserved. She didn't serve me in the bath with her breasts half exposed... Xu Qian sat in the bathtub, enjoying the service of the maid.

Xu Qian looked at the beauty through the screen.

She just happened to raise her head and smile. She was very charming in that moment.

That invisible and qualityless charm made Xu Dalang feel hot.

In just a moment, the inexplicable feeling disappeared, and Xu Qian thought he had seen something wrong through the screen.

When Xu Qian woke up the next morning, he looked at the water leak beside the bed and found that it was two o'clock in the morning. He had rarely overslept.

Fu Xiang sleeps lazily, her beautiful face covered by black silk. She is like a plump peony flower that withstood the ravages of the storm last night. Its branches trembled and endured the impact, and its buds were intensively beaten by raindrops.

I seemed a little sluggish this morning and needed to catch up on some sleep to regain my energy.

After washing up and having breakfast in the service of the maid, the maid next to Fuxiang said shyly: "Young Master is strong, but after all, the girl is a delicate girl. I hope you have mercy on me."

Without waiting for Xu Qi'an to answer, she blushed and said shyly: "Ping'er is willing to share the hard work for my wife."

Is this something you want to do? This is something I don’t want to do.

Xu Qian looked at the maid's appearance. She looked delicate, but she must be very different from Fu Xiang.

.....

He took the horse from the "service staff" of the Jiaofang Division, got on the horse's back, and suddenly heard a hearty chatter and laughter.

Following the sound, I saw several men wearing sword guard uniforms walking towards the stable together.

One of them had a Chinese character face and an arrogant figure, and he couldn't be Uncle Xu.

Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues had a romantic night in Jiaofangsi, talking and laughing. When they came to the stable, they saw a handsome young man sitting on horseback, wearing a watchman's uniform, with a gong tied to his chest and a sword hanging from his waist.

"..." Second uncle's hearty laughter stuck in his throat.

The uncle and nephew looked at each other in silence. At this moment, the silence was louder than the sound. The silver bottle suddenly broke and water slurry burst out.

After a pause for a few seconds, the uncle and nephew turned their heads at the same time, pretending not to recognize each other.

The little bosses of the Imperial Blade Guard didn't notice, and they were full of laughter and chatter:

"In this year's Beijing inspection, I don't know how many family members of big men are going to join the Jiaofang Division."

"We are blessed, hahaha."

"Speaking of which, it's hard to even meet Miss Fuxiang now."

"The floating fragrance is now famous all over the capital, and will spread to all states in the future, and its status will rise step by step."

"But Miss Fuxiang had a guest last night. When she passed by Yingmei Pavilion, Little Turtle just took off the sign on the courtyard door."

"What a blessing."

The second uncle subconsciously looked at Xu Qi'an and said to himself that the object of your envy, jealousy and hatred is my nephew.

The uncle and nephew who pretended not to know each other left Jiaofangsi. Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues waved goodbye outside the alley of Jiaofangsi. They chased after Xu Qi'an and said in a deep voice: "Ning Yan..."

"Second uncle, you are despicable!" Xu Qian said righteously and angrily: "Auntie, such a beautiful person, married you. If you don't cherish her, you will go to the Jiaofang Department to fool around."

The aunt was so beautiful that the uncle always felt that he was blessed by God to marry such a beautiful wife.

Mainly because of marriage in this era, parents ordered matchmakers, but in Xu Qian's previous life, the best seafood could only be enjoyed by the upper class of society.

Xu Pingzhi opened his mouth and said helplessly: "In three days, it will be the day when Your Majesty will worship ancestors. During this time, there will be more social activities. Don't tell your aunt..."

"So the second uncle said before that he would not go to the Jiaofang Division, which was coaxing people." Xu Qian made another point, and finally said: "What does the second uncle want to tell me?"

"No, I didn't want to say anything." Uncle Xu gave up the idea of ​​teaching his nephew a lesson.

Xu Qian, who struck first, nodded slightly.

As they approached the Xu Mansion, Uncle Xu probably felt a little sorry. He saw a man selling green oranges not far away, so he turned around and said, "I'll buy some oranges. You wait for me here."

....Xu Qi'an was suddenly taken advantage of, but he couldn't refute it and nodded helplessly.

On the way, Xu Pingzhi peeled an orange and deliberately smeared the juice from the orange peel on his body.

He is an old prostitute... Xu Qian secretly admired her and said: "Second uncle, don't lose the skin, give it to me."

Uncle Xu asked curiously while passing the oranges: "You can't use them."

You hid it from your wife, I hid it from your daughter!

After applying orange peel, the two entered the house.

Auntie smelled the scent of the two of them and felt disgusted, her delicate eyebrows furrowed.

"The oranges I just bought are fresh and sweet." Uncle Xu handed over the uneaten orange.

Auntie nodded, peeled off a piece of green onion with her finger, put it into her mouth, and handed it to Uncle Xu with an expressionless face.

When Uncle Xu saw his wife sharing it, he also peeled off a piece and ate it, then handed it to Xu Qian expressionlessly.

It's quite heartwarming to share an orange with everyone... Xu Qian took it with a smile, ate a piece, and then handed it to Xu Lingyue.

Xu Lingyue also ate a piece, and beckoned to Xu Lingyin, who was running around in the hall, having fun by herself.

Xu Lingyin took the orange, broke off two pieces with her short fingers, stuffed it into her mouth and ate it. In an instant, her little face wrinkled up, and she shivered sorely.

Little Douding looked ferocious as he finished the orange.

The whole family was relieved and handed the whole bag of oranges to Xu Lingyin for disposal.

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