Nightwatcher

The night sky is like washing, dotted with stars.

The tallest building in Dafengjing City, Guanxing Building, the office of Si Tianjian.

The girl in the yellow skirt climbed up lightly, and when she passed the seventh floor, she heard a loud commotion from the pill room.

A group of alchemists in white clothes were arguing and their faces were red.

"Why did it fail again? It is obviously such a simple step."

"As I said, it must be the wrong dose of salt."

"No, I think it's water."

"Is it fire? Just now I saw Senior Brother Wan boil the salt."

"It's too difficult. The alchemy of turning salt into silver is too difficult. I don't know how to do it."

The girl in the yellow dress named Caiwei twitched her lips and muttered, "This group of people are still refining fake silver."

Two days ago, she brought the story of turning salt into silver back to Si Tianjian, and the senior brothers didn't believe it.

Can salt be turned into silver?

Three-year-olds don't believe it.

But soon, the tax and silver case was solved, and His Majesty felt that the fake silver was extremely powerful and quite miraculous, and ordered Qin Tianjian to refine the fake silver.

Therefore, the alchemists of Qin Tianjian started the work of breaking the liver, and devoted themselves to the blessing of 996 day and night.

From two days ago, until now, there have been repeated defeats and repeated defeats.

"Caiwei, it's Junior Sister Caiwei." Someone shouted excitedly.

In an instant, haggard faces turned around, and pairs of eyes suddenly lit up.

"Junior Sister Caiwei, how did this fake money be made?"

"Junior Sister Caiwei, come and help me to see, is there something wrong with the steps? You are the only one who successfully refined fake silver."

Surround the girls in yellow skirts.

Chu Caiwei had no choice but to enter the alchemy room to watch the process of the brothers making fake silver.

"Failed again!" A white-clothed alchemist who was operating on the spot lamented.

"Junior Sister Caiwei, what's wrong?" All the white clothes put on an attitude of humbly asking for advice.

There is no problem. I did the same refining at the beginning. Chu Caiwei pondered: "This is the alchemy that was passed down in ancient times. It is profound and obscure. It doesn't mean that you can learn it just by learning it. , remember to remember."

The brothers put on a posture of listening.

"Helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, and phosphorus!" Chu Caiwei uttered this amazing formula word by word.

"Is this tactic reconciled?" The senior brothers didn't know it, they understood every word, and when they were combined, they were confused.

I don't know what it is, Chu Caiwei pretended to smile deeply and remained silent.

"Wizard, genius, the person who wrote this formula is really a genius of alchemy." A senior brother in white said with emotion.

Where is the wizard, brother, don't think about it! Chu Caiwei's smile remained unchanged.

"Junior Sister Caiwei, who told you this formula. Did Junior Sister meet an expert in alchemy and get his advice?"

Chu Caiwei said in her heart, good question! Throwing the pot lightly.

"That man's name is Xu Qi'an, the nephew of Xu Pingzhi, the seventh-rank green robe of Yudaoying, you just need to find him."

When they heard that it was a warrior, the white clothes were not happy.

"Joke, I am a majestic Si Tianjian with a lot of talents, and I still need to find outsiders to refine counterfeit silver?"

"And he's a warrior."

"Wouldn't it be a joke to spread it out?"

According to different cultivation systems, several very interesting chains of contempt have been formed.

Taoism despises Buddhism, and Buddhism despises it.

Warlocks look down on wizards, wizards look down on Gu masters, and Gu masters look down on warlocks.

Then, Taoist, Buddhist, sorcerers, wizards and Gu masters looked down on martial arts together.

As for Confucianism, I'm sorry, with all due respect, everyone here is rubbish.

But modern Confucianism has been weakened.

"Junior Sister Caiwei, you can guide us."

Caiwei let out a 'huh': "I will definitely do it next time!"

She squeezed out from the group of senior brothers in white and continued to climb the stairs.

In fact, she didn't understand either.

Last time in the government office, I made fake silver in one go. Afterwards, Caiwei tried again in private, but failed.

Completely copied the previous process, but it just failed, and she didn't know why.

The roof of the Guanxing Tower is not a normal eaves, but an octagonal platform, which coincides with the gossip.

Therefore, it is called Baguatai.

On the edge of the gossip table, an old man in white was lying in front of the desk, holding a wine glass in one hand and leaning on his head with the other, looking at the capital below, seemingly drunk but not drunk.

The girl in the yellow skirt was sensible and didn't bother her. Master doesn't do business on weekdays, but likes to sit at the gossip table drinking and watching the scenery.

I don't like being disturbed.

Picking up a glass of wine and squinting his eyes, he said to concentrate on looking at the world.

"Caiwei is here?" the old man in white smiled.

"Master." The girl in the yellow skirt smiled and trotted over, standing on the edge of gossip, her skirt flying.

"What reward does the old emperor have?"

"A few hundred taels of silver, and a few bolts of silk." The girl in the yellow skirt said, "Master, what exactly is fake silver?"

"I don't know if I'm a teacher."

"Is there something in the world that Master doesn't know?"

"Too much." The old man in white smiled and said, "Master doesn't know where those thieves went nineteen years ago."

"You always said that the thieves nineteen years ago were hateful, but you didn't tell me who they were and what they stole."

The old man in white got up, stood on the edge of the octagonal platform, and sighed: "The things you stole are amazing."

"Then do you know who refines the fake silver?" Si Tianjian is the birthplace of the warlock system, and alchemists in the world, even if they are not from Si Tianjian, must have a relationship with Si Tianjian.

Behind the tax and silver case, there was an alchemist who participated in it, and made this kind of strange thing, which is by no means an ordinary person.

"As a teacher, I naturally know."

Small courtyard, main house.

Xu Qi'an was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the criss-crossing beams with the help of the bright moon coming in through the window.

He was worried about his future, a little panicked, and a little excited.

Based on the high-quality products produced by my nine-year compulsory education, the knowledge in my mind is all hanging.

It can easily stand out in the backward monarchy society and become the most outstanding flower.

However, a society where imperial power is supreme often means that human rights cannot be guaranteed. Today, young models in clubs will be exiled in exile tomorrow.

This is a phenomenon that would make any modern person feel deeply sad.

After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an fell asleep. When he woke up, it was bright daylight. He put on his black work uniform, tied his belt, tied his long hair, and hung the simple knife on his waist.

The figure is straight, masculine and handsome.

I have to admit that ancient clothing has added value to appearance and temperament, but it is too troublesome to go to the toilet.

After going over the wall to the second uncle's house for breakfast, the nephew and uncle went out to work together, Officer Xu Pingzhi was reinstated, and everything went on as usual.

Changle County Yamen is Fuguo County in the capital city, the Yamen is in the city, six or seven miles away from Xu Zhai, Xu Qian has no horses or carriages, so he had to take the No. 11 bus, and he arrived at the county government office in two quarters of an hour.

The Changle County Government faces south from the north. There are two stone lions at the entrance, which are as tall as a person. On both sides of the red-brown lacquered gate, there are big drums with peeling paint.

The structure of the county government is worth talking about. The biggest one is of course the county magistrate, called the chief officer. He has two deputies, one is the county magistrate, and the other is the chief secretary.

These three are high-ranking officials of the imperial court, and in Xu Qi'an's era, they were well-organized.

Under the three court officials is Dian Shi, also known as the chief officer.

But there is no grade, no inflow.

Then there are three classes and six rooms: the third class is the soap class, the fast class, and the strong class, which are responsible for honor guards, public security, arrests, etc.; and the six rooms correspond to the six court departments.

Xu Qi'an is an officer in the fast class, and he is called a catcher in the Ming Dynasty.

After entering the yamen, the pawns happened to be at the office, Li Dianshi standing in front of the hall saw Xu Qi'an with a simple waist and hips, and was stunned.

That expression, as if seeing a ghost in the blue sky.

The yamen servants noticed that the leader's expression was wrong, and they all turned their heads to look, and then, they also had the same hell expression.

"Xu, Xu Qi'an, are you a human or a ghost?!" Someone trembled.

Li Dianshi noticed Xu Qi'an's shadow on the ground, he felt a little relieved, and his tone was calm: "What nonsense are you talking about in the courtroom, do ghosts have shadows?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

Xu Qi'an thought for a while, then continued: "It can't be said that it is a walking dead."

Li Dianshi was shocked, and all the yamen servants felt tense.

Xu Qi'an hurriedly cupped his fists: "Just kidding, I have met Mr. Dian Shi, colleagues, I am released from prison."

Li Dianshi asked, "What's going on?"

They had heard that the Xu family had been imprisoned for the tax and bank case.

"Naturally, it is to atone for the crime, and to make meritorious deeds. The Holy One is tolerant and pardoned the Xu family's crimes." Xu Qi'an immediately repeated the matter, but pushed the credit to the second uncle, and took out the certificate given by the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.

At the same time, I knew it well. Although the tax bank has been found, the verdict has not yet come down, which means that the case of the tax bank's disappearance has not yet been settled. After all, it has to go through the process, not so fast.

Therefore, the gang of yamen servants in Changle County Yamen didn't know about it yet.

After the point was over, several familiar police officers immediately came up to congratulate him.

"Ning Yan, you have to treat your guests to a drink."

In this day and age, people don't use names when addressing friends. When introducing yourself, use your first name instead of words.

"Yes, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing. We have to treat you."

"I heard that the Goulan on Linshui Street has bought a new batch of nobles. Ning Yan, come with us tonight?"

Treating guests to drink is fine, but the sleeping woman wants me to treat her too much. Just as Xu Qi'an wanted to shirk and say that he had no money, he suddenly stepped on a hard lump, and looked down, it was actually a piece of silver.

Is it really true that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing? He immediately stepped on it, kept his expression on, and pretended to look around.

After everyone took a few steps forward, Xu Qi'an quickly picked it up with his head down, and put it into the money bag without changing his expression.

After walking through the long corridor and sitting in the side hall on the west side for a few minutes, Li Dianshi came in with a gloomy face and looked at Wang Butou: "Old Wang, the county magistrate asked us to go to the inner hall."

Wang Catcher's face turned bitter, and he went out without saying a word.

Xu Qi'an watched Wang Butou's back disappear, and asked: "What's the matter, the boss's face is not very good-looking."

"In the past few days you have been in prison, there was a murder case in Kangping Street. The person who died was a wealthy and powerful businessman. The county magistrate was furious, and every day he had to catch Wang Bu and scold him."

"It's just that a businessman died, so there's no need for the county magistrate to be furious." Xu Qi'an ate melon seeds.

Since ancient times, human life has always been a major case, but as the magistrate of Fuguo County in the capital, from the fifth rank, it is not like this.

"Oh, the relationship between the merchant and a certain adult involved in the matter, I think there is pressure from there." The yamen servant said: "Besides, this year is the Year of Gengzi."

"Year of the Gengzi?" Xu Qi'an didn't react.

"Jingcha!" The yamen servant pointed out.

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