Xu Qian, who had gotten up early, had just arrived in the back hall when he heard Xu Lingyin's noisy voice.

There was a bright red pimple on her smooth, white and tender face, which hurt when pressed.

Her aunt lied to her and told her that there were bugs on her face and that the bugs were eating her flesh. She would be disfigured tomorrow and would not be able to get married in the future.

Xu Lingyin didn't care whether she could get married, but she always felt that she was a cute child and would be as beautiful as her mother and sister in the future and become an excellent troublemaker.

Hearing what her mother said, she was so sad that she almost burst into tears.

So my aunt is also a bad person. She even deceived her own little daughter, and she was so proud and laughed at her from the sidelines.

"Brother..." Xu Lingyin shook her butt, ran to her eldest brother, stopped suddenly, turned her face sideways, tapped her cheek with her short fingers, and pursed her lips: "I'm going to be disfigured."

"You are not disfigured," Xu Qian touched her head: "You are so beautiful."

“What is beautiful effervescence?”

"I will definitely be more beautiful than your mother and sister in the future."

Xu Lingyin believed it and was very happy. She ate three bowls of porridge for breakfast.

.....

When they arrived at the watchman's office, Xu Qian, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who were in charge of the daily patrol, walked together on the street.

"Your sword is pretty good." Song Tingfeng noticed that the style of Xu Qian's saber hanging on his waist had changed.

Xu Qi'an pressed the knife with one hand, raised it with his thumb, and let the black gold knife unsheath three inches, then quickly put it back into the sheath, smiling proudly:

"Sent from Si Tianjian."

He didn't say it was from the prison, and no one would believe him. If he did, if it spread, it would attract the attention of those who covet it.

"Magical weapon?" Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao's eyes lit up.

Xu Qian shook his head. It was not a magic weapon, and it had no formations engraved on it. Its only characteristic was that it was hard.

This point is consistent with Xu Qian's.

The streets in the inner city are wide and extend in all directions. Xu Qi'an bought a lot of snacks and distributed them to two colleagues, eating while walking.

Daily patrols have the advantages of daily patrols. In addition to watchmen, there are also sword guards patrolling the city, police officers from the government, etc.

This makes the work pressure of the watchers much lessened, and they can have time to fish. When they are tired from walking, they can go to the teahouse to drink tea, listen to books, or listen to music.

While walking, Xu Qi'an stepped on a hard lump under his feet. He looked straight ahead, almost without pausing, and bent down to pick it up.

His movements were so natural and smooth, and his expression was so calm, that Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao thought he was just doing ordinary actions such as "touching his trouser legs" and "patting his boots".

Didn't realize that this new colleague had just received three pieces of silver.

Xu Qian pinched the money and suggested: "How about listening to music on the fence?"

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

The three of them entered the goulan with ease and arrived at the private room on the second floor. The table was placed beside the railing. Guests could drink tea and wine while overlooking the program on the lobby stage.

A drama is going on on the stage.

"The day after tomorrow is the day for your Majesty to worship ancestors. You must have had several experiences." Xu Qian opened the topic and asked two colleagues for their experience.

"We just need to guard the edge of Sangbo. The ancestor worship ceremony will be held in Sangbo. You know this." Song Tingfeng chewed peanuts and took a sip of wine.

Xu Qi'an nodded. Sangbo is a small lake outside the imperial city, which happens to be among the guards of the Five Guards Military Camp in the capital.

The task of the watchman is very simple, which is to maintain order and protect the safety of the royal family.

Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Rites are responsible for the sacrificial process, and patrols on the periphery include Imperial Guards, Kingo Guards and other Imperial City Imperial Guards.

After watching a drama, Song Tingfeng felt bored and called the madam. After a while, a group of girls dressed in colorful clothes came in.

Standing in a row with smiles, they winked at the three distinguished guests.

The watchman uniforms worn by Xu Qi'an and the three of them are still very intimidating.

Xu Qian did not intend to touch women because the treasury had been robbed yesterday. Warriors in the Qi training realm did not need to abstain from sex, but they also had to exercise restraint and not indulge.

"When you are doing things later, you can try to ask the girl to call you daddy." Xu Qian said in a low voice.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao stared at him in disbelief, as if saying: Are you a beast?

After choosing two good-looking women, the two of them did not leave the private room, but entered the back room. Of course, in a place like Goulan, one would not just listen to music. Most of the time, they would complete the transfer of life while listening to music.

.

Therefore, private rooms usually have their own back room.

The madam and the girl who was not selected left, and Xu Qi'an was watching the new show while listening to the thin sounds in his ears.

Not long after, Song Tingfeng whispered: "Call daddy."

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an smiled happily. He knew that he had opened the door to a new world for his colleagues.

There was no sound from the other side. Hirotaka is really a down-to-earth person who works hard...

....

Near noon, the three of them left Goulan. They were full of pastries, tea, snacks and wine, so they simply skipped lunch.

"I had a lot of fun today." Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes, feeling satisfied.

"What's this? I'll teach you how to play Russian Roulette next time." Xu Qian pouted.

"Russian Roulette?" Song Tingfeng looked unfamiliar, but it didn't hinder his interest: "Is it fun?"

"I haven't tried it either." Xu Qian shrugged. After all, only rich people can afford to play this game.

Song Tingfeng looked like "You're kidding me": "Then what are you telling me?"

Xu Qian said helplessly: "Because I haven't learned to manage time well yet."

While walking and chatting, I suddenly saw a group of government agents in public uniforms coming in front of me, hurrying up.

The leader is a woman, tall, with beautiful features, thicker eyebrows than ordinary women, and full of heroic spirit.

Lu Qing saw the three of them at a glance. After all, the uniform of the watchman was handsome and eye-catching. He immediately reined in the horse, and with the long neigh of the horse raising its front hooves, his voice became clear and clear: "Master Xu, we meet again.

...You two are safe and sound."

Calling him Mr. Xu, we are just "two people", and Guangxiao and I are just two little guys without names... Song Tingfeng smiled on his face, narrowed his eyes into a slit, and greeted:

"We haven't seen you for many days, and Lu Patou is becoming more and more heroic."

Lu Qing pursed his lips and smiled, then remembered the business and said straight to the point: "A murder occurred on Sanshui Street, and it is also within the scope of your inspection. Since we have encountered it, let's go together."

There is a murder case... Song Tingfeng's face turned solemn: "Okay, Capt. Lu will go first, and we will follow."

....

Xu Qian and his colleagues rushed to Sanshui Street and saw the government officer's horse tied up on the roadside at the door of a house.

Entering the gate and passing through the courtyard, I saw several government officials asking questions, and the female relatives at home had red eyes and were crying.

Lu Qing is in the house, not in the courtyard.

Xu Qian looked at the beautiful hostess and said, "Is the deceased your husband?"

The hostess saw the watchman's uniform, nodded meekly, and wiped her tears with her handkerchief.

Xu Qian glanced at her exquisite figure and said in a deep voice: "Call your son out."

The hostess didn't understand what Tong Luo was thinking, so she sent her servant away. A few minutes later, the servant came out with a child of about ten years old.

"Is there any more?" Xu Qian asked.

"...There is only one son." The hostess held the child in her arms.

I'm overthinking it! Xu Qi'an nodded with relief, passed the crowd, and entered the room with his two colleagues.

This was a study room. The deceased was lying on the desk. The dried blood had solidified and covered half of the table. The amount of bleeding was huge.

Just by looking at it, Xu Qi'an estimated that the other party's throat had been cut.

Lu Qing and two government officials were inspecting the corners, doors, windows and beams of the study.

Xu Qian asked: "Have you discovered anything?"

Lu Qing shook his head: "Everywhere is intact, there are no signs of being pried, there are no footprints climbing through the windows, and there are no traces on the beams either."

Xu Qian said: "An acquaintance made it."

Coming to a conclusion so quickly?

Knowing that Xu Qian was a master, everyone did not refute and looked at him, waiting for an explanation.

"The doors and windows are intact, and there are no footprints on the beams. Basically, it is ruled out that he broke into the study to commit murder." Xu Qian walked around the deceased and said:

"The deceased was sitting in an upright posture. From the perspective of lying on the table, he died in an instant without struggling. This shows that the deceased and the murderer knew each other. Not only did they know each other, they were also people who made him very awe or fearful."

"Why do you say this?" Lu Qing humbly asked for advice.

"The deceased was probably not a scholar," Xu Qian asked.

Lu Qing didn't understand what he meant by this question, so he replied: "Jinwu Guards' small flag officer."

Xu Qian nodded: "Normal people should be relaxed and comfortable when sitting in the study at home. They should not sit in such an upright and meticulous posture. Unless they are facing people who have to treat them respectfully.

"Also, at first glance, the cause of death was throat cutting, but I guess the real cause of death is here..." Xu Qian grabbed the deceased's hair and raised his pale face.
Chapter completed!