Nightwatcher

Little Guigong was beaten, but he was not angry at all, with a smile on his face, his attitude was respectful, even flattering:

"Wait a minute, I'll go right away, Mr. Yang is here, the lady must be very happy to know."

Xu Qi'an patronized Fuxiang every now and then, the courtyard had long recognized him as the best friend of the oiran lady, the little concierge was arrogant and indifferent to other guests, but he did not dare to neglect Xu Qi'an.

Can't wait to kneel and lick.

Xu Qi'an led the watchmen into the courtyard, the plum blossoms in the corner were fragrant, and the white walls and black tiles were quite elegant.

When the oiran lady heard that Xu Qi'an had reserved the venue, she immediately asked the maid to put on delicate makeup and wear a pink and white floor-length dress, revealing her delicate collarbone and fair neck.

The white bodice is looming in the tulle.

Fu Xiang personally accompanied him, serving tea and wine to Xu Qi'an, and occasionally chatting with her ear, smiling like a flower.

All the gongs watching were envious.

Fuxiang itself is quite a famous oiran. After the song "Dark Fragrance Floating at Moon Dusk" came out, her net worth rose.

I heard that I no longer accompany guests, at least it is impossible for ordinary people.

Even so, there are still as many guests who come to Yingmei Xiaoge to drink, listen to music and play tea every day, because Fuxiang will occasionally come out to be an officer and organize everyone to play wine orders.

After drinking for three rounds, Xu Qi'an gave Song Tingfeng a wink, got up and said: "My colleagues, Xu is too strong to drink, so let's rest first, you guys play."

Of course the gongs had no objection, they exchanged eye contact with each other and laughed straight away.

Fu Xiang's eyes flickered, she gave Xu Qi'an a strange look, and then let him leave with her arms around Xiang's shoulders.

After taking a bath, Xu Qi'an was wearing white single clothes, sitting lazily, with a wine glass in his hand.

"Xu Lang rarely brings his colleagues over for drinks." Floating, who also just finished taking a bath, sat on the bed a little far away, tilted his head, and wiped his hair.

Her skin was moist and her face was flawless. In the swaying candle shadow, she was a little more enchanting and mysterious.

"It's a long story," Xu Qi'an sighed after taking a sip of wine, "A few days ago, two Jin Luos took a fancy to me and wanted to recruit me, so they had a fight at the Dachangmen Yamen. "

Fu Xiang got off the bed, her skirt fell down, covering her long snow-white legs, she hugged Xu Qi'an from behind, and said with a light smile, "Are you envious of a villain?"

"Pink eye disease has existed since ancient times." Xu Qi'an did not deny it.

"Xu Lang said a long time ago that the slave family will entertain your colleagues for you." Fu Xiang regretted.

She didn't pay much attention to the other gongs during the dinner.

"No need." Xu Qi'an smiled.

He is not lacking in interpersonal skills, he held Fuxiang in his arms with his backhand, tilted the wine glass, and the cold wine flowed down Fuxiang's snow-white neck.

"Drinking like this makes you happy." Xu Qi'an laughed and bowed his head.

The booze-smelling fragrance soaked up again, Xu Qi'an excused to go out to breathe, left the master bedroom, and went to the wine room to have a look. His colleagues were happily playing games amidst the music, as if they had opened the door to a new world.

In fact, as long as enough money is given, the maids in Jiaofangsi's courtyard will not refuse, which has been the case since ancient times.

Xu Qi'an jumped onto the fence, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and ignited it.

He raised his head, and two streams of clear air pierced through the night, disappearing in a flash.

In the line of sight, various auras emerged, and the world became colorful.

Xu Qi'an learned from Chu Caiwei that the emerald green color represents evil spirits. During the night patrol that night, he clearly saw the green light flashing over Jiaofangsi.

This means that there are monsters lurking in the Jiaofang Division. It is a bold guess, because the Jiaofang Division is usually a place where dignitaries drink and have fun. Such a place actually hides monsters.

But it is what it is.

This time, Xu Qi'an kept in mind the principle that if you don't die, you won't die, and didn't go to spy on Si Tianjian, so as not to be blinded by the prisoner again.

He swept across the sky above Jiaofangsi, and as far as he could see, all kinds of colors flickered, but there was no evil spirit.

"Did the evildoer leave or hide it in a special way?" Xu Qi'an jumped off the wall and returned to Fuxiang Huakui's boudoir.

Fu Xiang curled up in Xu Qi'an's arms, her bright eyes fluttering: "Xu Lang, can you redeem yourself for my slave's family?"

Xu Qi'an, who talked about how much money hurts his feelings and time, was unmoved.

The Huakui lady twisted her body and said coquettishly: "I just want to be a concubine, I just want to serve by Xu Lang's side."

Xu Qi'an patted her head, and stroked her fingers between the black hair: "Don't make trouble, our sincere feelings shouldn't be mixed with copper stink."

Fuxiang's eyes turned red, and she said with tears: "You just want to play with me for nothing, and kick him away when you get tired of playing with me."

Did you discover all this? ! Xu Qi'an thought in surprise.

Reluctantly said: "You are the Huakui of the Jiaofang Secretary. It is impossible to redeem your body without four or five thousand taels. Moreover, the Ministry of Rites may not agree."

"My family has saved some money over the years, and I have asked someone to find out. It only takes three years for Tongluo to buy a yard in the inner city." Fuxiang put his arms around him, begging softly: "Xu Lang, redeem me." I."

The charming oiran not only knows how to act like a baby, but also makes full use of her own capital, her exquisite and protruding figure clings to Xu Qi'an.

There were tears in her eyes, so pitiful.

Xu Qi'an frowned, it wasn't embarrassing, she had met this kind of girl in her previous life, she knew how to act like a baby, if she wanted to buy this or that (luxury), Xu Qi'an could handle it.

He was just a little strange, a well-known oiran with a flourishing career and a young age, even if he wanted to be a good man, it would be too early.

Besides, although the watchman is feared by all the officials due to organizational reasons, the rank that can be scented is more than enough to be a concubine for a fourth-rank official.

"It's not urgent, I will redeem you after I have saved some money." Xu Qi'an casually put his arms around the oiran's slippery figure, letting himself fall asleep in three seconds.

In the darkness, Fuxiang stared at Xu Qi'an's face quietly, her eyes were clear.

The next day, early in the morning, a group of people left Jiaofangsi.

When the colleagues saw Xu Qi'an, they greeted him with a smile, and their relationship became much closer. If Xu Qi'an was only regarded as a colleague before, now he is regarded as a small partner.

The effect is very good.

In fact, as long as he is not too jealous or his status is too high, Tongluo of the same level will not hate him without thinking.

Be flexible in your mind, do what you like, and show goodwill. Most people are willing to make good friends with Xu Qi'an.

Because in this way, the identity of a lucky guy who is favored by two Jin Luos is transformed into: This guy who is favored by Jin Luo is my friend.

Walking and chatting along the way, a Tongluo suddenly smiled and said: "Ning Yan is really talented, let me know how ignorant and boring I was before."

Colleagues let out good-natured and ambiguous laughter.

Xu Qi'an shrugged, "I'll teach you a few more interesting ways to play later."

The more interesting people's eyes lit up.

Arriving at the Dagengren's Yamen at Maoshi, after midnight, Xu Qi'an and Song Tingfeng came to the side hall of Chunfengtang, drank a few sips of tea, and were about to go out to patrol the streets when an official hurried over.

"Three adults, Lord Li is here to invite you."

Xu Qi'an and the three of them hung up their sabers and came to the Spring Breeze Hall side by side.

Li Yuchun, who dresses meticulously, blends perfectly with the equally neat and orderly Chunfeng Hall without being obtrusive.

Brother Chun, Xu Qi'an, who is tired of living like you, has some sympathy for the obsessive-compulsive disorder of his immediate boss.

Li Yuchun pointed to the three card tickets beside the table: "I'm going to ransack the house today, the three of you will go on my behalf. I still have to repeat the same thing, don't do unnecessary things.

"After a quarter of an hour, gather in the front yard and go there with other colleagues."

It turned out to be a copy of the house? !

Xu Qi'an was taken aback, ransacking one's home is one of the business of thieves, and the targets are criminals.

"This is the document." Li Yuchun showed the three of them the document sent to him.

The person who ransacked the house this time is the head of the Ministry of Finance, the sixth grade. He was exiled and ransacked his home on charges of corruption and dereliction of duty.

The so-called ransacking the house means confiscating the family property, and all the property in the house will be confiscated. In Xu Qi'an's previous life, it was to deprive the criminal of his personal property.

Li Yuchun glanced at Xu Qi'an and said, "This person is a subordinate of Minister Zhou of the Household Department."

This is to tell Xu Qi'an that this matter is a follow-up to the tax bank case.

The downfall of a court tycoon is bound to be accompanied by the dismissal and punishment of officials attached to him. Like the puree that comes out of a radish.

Xu Qi'an and the others took orders to leave, and on the way to the front yard, Song Tingfeng said: "This is the first time you have participated in house raids, so I don't understand some rules, so let me explain them to you.

"When the family property is confiscated, the officials will count all the valuables in the front yard, record them in the register, and then bring them back to the Yamen. But they will not participate in the search."

Speaking of this, Song Tingfeng gave a look of "you understand it yourself".

An old fritter like Xu Qi'an immediately understood the meaning.

"Listen to what the boss wants," Xu Qi'an tentatively said.

"Hey, don't worry about him." Song Tingfeng curled his lips: "The boss is dead-headed and doesn't know how to adapt. We have to seek reasonable interests for ourselves."

This is indeed a more reasonable pursuit of interests, Xu Qi'an nodded.

Song Tingfeng is the same as him, unwilling to blackmail merchants and people, but now he is going to ransack the house, which is the house of corrupt officials.

The silver itself is unclean, and what is collected is the wool of Dafeng, not the wool of the common people.

He has seen this kind of thing too many times, no matter in his previous life or in this life. Xu Qi'an adopted an attitude of neither objecting nor disagreeing.

This time the house raid was led by a silver gong, four groups of gongs and twenty-four white servants.

Every three gongs belong to different silver gongs, and the multi-team system is for mutual supervision and mutual reporting.

The system is good, but after a long time, everyone tacitly takes a little, which is equivalent to no one taking.

Listening to Song Tingfeng's science popularization, the three of them came to the front yard and saw that there were already gongs gathering.

The leader is a young Yin Luo, in his early thirties, with thin lips and unruly eyes, he is not easy to get along with just by looking at his face.

Song Tingfeng led his two colleagues closer to Yinluo, and took out the voucher in his arms.

Seeing the three of them approaching, Yin Luo's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said in a deep voice, "The three of you are late."

Xu Qi'an said in amazement: "We're not late."

They came over as soon as they received the news. Although they talked on the road and walked slowly, it never took more than a quarter of an hour.

When Yin Luo heard it, his eyebrows stood upright, his eyes suddenly became sharp, he took off the saber at the back of his waist, and drew it towards Xu Qi'an's cheek.

Amid the sound of breaking through the air, Xu Qi'an leaned back a bit, avoiding the fierce beating for an instant.

Seemingly did not expect Xu Qi'an to dodge, Yin Luo was stunned, and said with a smirk: "How dare you dodge."

"My lord, my lord" Song Tingfeng hurriedly inserted between the two, with a shy face, he apologized and said with a smile: "Yes, we are late, sir, please don't be angry, you have delayed the business, there is still good work waiting for you."

He can bring up the matter of ransacking the house.

Unexpectedly, the silver gong didn't give face at all, kicked Song Tingfeng's lower abdomen with his foot, and sent him flying, struggled a bit, but couldn't stand up.

He was targeting me, but I didn't offend him Xu Qi'an was furious, and he subconsciously pressed the handle of the knife.

Yin Luo squinted his eyes, instead of being angry, he smiled, and swiped over with a scabbard again, sneering, "Why, if you want to draw a knife, are you worthy?"

If I draw the knife, I'll be dead. Xu Qi'an raised his hand to block it a few times, his arm bone was so painful that he was whipped.

With so many people watching, it was a bit embarrassing.

Seeing Xu Qi'an's confession, Yin Gong twitched a few more times, and said with a sneer, "Get out."

The three of Xu Qi'an joined the team.

After that, another Tong Gong came one after another, but the Yin Luo didn't care about it and let them join the queue.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qi'an was absolutely sure that the silver gong was targeting him, but what he wondered was that he didn't offend him.

"It's a good thing you didn't draw a knife just now, or you would be finished." Someone behind said.

Xu Qi'an turned his head and took a look, it was Tonggong who drank flower wine together last night.

"I'm not that stupid. It's a great crime to draw a knife against a silver gong," he said.

Tong Luo nodded, and whispered: "His surname is Zhu, and he is the youngest Yin Luo in the yamen."

Xu Qi'an said depressedly: "I don't know him."

The gong said "Hey": "His father is also surnamed Zhu."

Xu Qian said that this is not nonsense, so he heard Zhu Guangxiao beside him whisper: "Zhu Jinluo?"

Tong Gong who drank the flower wine gave a "hmm" and added: "He is the youngest Yin Luo, and he is also the most promising young handsome man in our Beijing Yamen, um, before Xu Qi'an appeared.

"The day before yesterday, I drank with the Tonggong under his hand. I heard from him that Zhu Yinluo didn't like you very much. He said more than once that you were just a mere Tonggong."

At this time, Zhu Yinluo glanced at everyone sharply, and the gong immediately fell silent.

PS: There is one more chapter, sleep after posting.