Nightwatcher

Nangong Qianrou took the paper and quickly glanced at it. The paper recorded the discretionary analysis of the case by the officials of the Ministry of Punishment and the government.

It wasn't of much value, he quickly glanced over it, his eyes fixed.

His face became serious, read carefully.

The gunpowder that blows up the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen came from the saltpeter mine in Dahuangshan. The small banner official was silenced.

Nangong Qianrou couldn't hide her surprise. He didn't pay much attention to the case, but he still paid attention to it. He had the mentality of neither interfering nor helping Xu Qi'an, the organizer.

Judging from Nangong Jinluo's experience, it is impossible to find out something about this matter every three to five days.

Never expected that in just one day, there would be such a harvest.

"It's a good material for handling cases." He squinted his peach blossom eyes, and finally had some affirmation for Xu Qi'an.

"Good material for handling the case?" Yang Yan's voice came from outside the carriage, looking very interested, he asked: "You mean Xu Qi'an?"

Yang Jinluo attaches great importance to Xu Qi'an and thinks he is a young man worth cultivating.

Nangong Qianrou snorted, "You are lucky to pick up such a good seedling."

Yang Yan let out a "hey", contented, and concentrated on driving.

When we arrived at the policeman's yamen, and returned to the Haoqi Building, Wei Yuan said: "Let Xu Qi'an come and see me."

Xu Qi'an was currently hiding in the case file library to search for information. As No. 1 said, there was indeed an incident of Emperor Wuzong usurping the throne five hundred years ago.

In addition, the records of the royal family five hundred years ago, except for the founding emperor of Dafeng, are very vague. They should have been destroyed, leaving only their names.

But one thing is certain, the one sealed by Sangboli is definitely not the unlucky emperor who was usurped by his cousin.

Because the emperor had an heir at the age of fourteen.

As we all know, warriors are hungry and have no food before they reach the Qi Refining Realm. Well, it's not that they don't have food, it's just that the time has not yet come.

"Check it out for me. Five hundred years ago, any master above the third rank must not be missed." Xu Qi'an took the next best thing, and searched for the masters of the former royal family five hundred years ago.

"yes!"

Seven or eight officials took orders.

On the table by the window, a girl in a goose-yellow dress propped her cheek with one hand, and kept stuffing fried fish balls into her mouth with the other. Her legs dangled under the table, occasionally revealing her white women's embroidered boots.

"Miss Caiwei, I suddenly remembered something." Xu Qi'an went to get fried fish balls, but was quickly slapped away by the oval-faced beauty.

Xu Qi'an coughed: "Are the fried fish balls delicious?"

"It's delicious." Chu Caiwei nodded.

"I want to eat, but not this." Xu Qi'an said.

"What's that for?" Chu Caiwei asked.

"I want to look at you obsessively." Xu Qi'an gave a warm male smile.

Chu Caiwei blushed for a moment, then raised her eyebrows, and wanted to scold him as a disciple, but felt that this sounded ambiguous, but it was different from the obscene words that Dengtuzi said.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should get angry or not. If she didn't get angry, what was the dignity of her big girl.

Xu Qi'an wisely changed the topic, and said, "I want to ask Miss Caiwei about something."

Chu Caiwei swallowed the balls in her mouth, her rosy mouth was oily, shiny, pink and attractive, she said with a straight face, "What's the matter."

"How can we block Si Tianjian's Qi Watching Technique?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"A high-ranking strongman can restrain his breath, but this is relative. I am a seventh-rank Fengshui master, and a high-ranking martial artist who can hide my qi-watching technique is at least a fifth-rank. Even a sixth-rank is not good." Chu Caiwei was proud Said eloquently.

I am at the eighth rank Qi training level, so Zhou Baihu must be at the copper skin and iron bone level to be able to hide my Qi Wang technique, and he is obviously not Xu Qi'an nodded, and continued to ask:

"Other than that?"

"That's a magic weapon." Chu Caiwei is a good teacher, so she explained in a chattering voice without Xu Qi'an asking:

"There are two types of magic tools in the world: first, the utensils made by the formation masters of our Sitianjian who burnt the formations and refined them. Second, they are obtained by chance and coincidence.

"There are many types of the latter. For example, if a thousand-year-old tree is struck by lightning, the remaining lightning-struck wood contains the most rigid and yang power.

"Another example is the items carried by the high-grade powerhouse, which have been nourished by the breath for many years, and have some kind of magic. But this one is mostly an extension of a certain ability of the high-grade powerhouse."

"Is there any magic weapon in the capital to block the breath?" Xu Qi'an cut to the chase.

"Our Sitianjian has them, other places." Chu Caiwei tilted her head, thinking about it for a while: "I have to go back and ask Senior Brother Song."

"Okay, then I will leave this matter to you."

During the conversation between the two, the officials had already listed the people who might have been high-ranking warriors five hundred years ago.

The list is not many, only a dozen or so, all of whom are suspected high-grade warriors.

In the official records, it will not be stated how strong a certain person is, so the officials inferred the grade based on the deeds of the generals who were eligible to be included in the official history five hundred years ago.

For example, King Zhenbei, who has guarded the north for decades and has experienced hundreds of battles in his life, there is no doubt that he must be a high-quality strong man.

Xu Qi'an glanced at it, and was disappointed to find that the fourth-rank warriors were the most on the list, and there were very few third-rank warriors, and there were no second-rank warriors, let alone first-rank warriors.

"Being able to be sealed in Sangpo, the second rank is the bottom line, otherwise, it can be easily solved by the Warlock's first rank supervision alone. There is no need for sealing at all. Could it be that my thinking is wrong, what is sealed is not a person, but an object? "

"Wait for supervision?!" Xu Qi'an's heart shuddered, and he couldn't help breathing quickly.

He thought of one thing, the duty of the supervisor is to sit in the capital and be the patron saint of Dafeng. At least this generation of supervisors is like that.

Then, when Wu Zong wanted to usurp the throne, he must not get around the hurdle of supervision.

A bold guess formed in Xu Qi'an's mind, which made him shiver uncontrollably.

"Caiwei, is our master the first supervisor?" Xu Qi'an controlled himself not to let his voice tremble.

"No, master is the second generation supervisor." Chu Caiwei's answer made Xu Qi'an's blood boil.

I know who is under the seal of Sangbo. Xu Qi'an swallowed: "How did the first supervisor die?"

Chu Caiwei shook her head: "I don't know about this, Master never talks about Master's past."

It is the first generation of supervisors, and the one sealed under Sangbo is the first generation of supervisors! !

Xu Qi'an dared to tremble for this conjecture.

No wonder only Emperor Yuan Jing knew this secret, no wonder Jian Zheng got sick, no wonder the northern monsters planned this good show.

If the first prisoner escaped from the predicament, the capital would be in chaos, no, the first prisoner had already escaped from the predicament.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an actually had the idea of ​​fleeing the capital.

"Run away, run away quickly and bring your uncle and aunt to the first-generation prison to escape, it will definitely cause a bloody storm, that is a first-class product, and the whole capital will become a Shura field"

Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an gave up the idea of ​​running away.

Emperor Yuan Jing asked him to perform crimes and meritorious deeds, so Wei Yuan had the responsibility to watch over him as a death row inmate, and if he ran away, Wei Yuan would be implicated.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

Of course Xu Qi'an could run away, but the people in the capital couldn't. If a decisive battle between first-rank masters really happened in the capital, how many people would die?

All lives.

"The grandson of Emperor Yuan Jing, he is in the palace and is guarded by many experts, but what about ordinary people in the city?"

"I can't get my hands in on the grievances and grievances between the first-rank powerhouses. If the matter is exposed, there will naturally be taller ones."

There is a decision now!

When in doubt, go to Wei Yuan.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, a well-known schemer like Wei Yuan really gives people a sense of security.

If Wei Yuan was a mediocre officer, Xu Qi'an had no choice but to go to the Si Tian Jian to find the supervisor.

Just at this time, an official came in and was overjoyed when he saw Xu Qi'an: "The humble official has been looking for Mr. Xu for a long time, and Duke Wei is looking for you."

Coincidentally, I also wanted to find Xu Qi'an to bid farewell to Chu Caiwei, and followed the officials to Haoqi Tower.

Entering the tallest building in this yamen, Xu Qi'an came to the seventh floor, where Xu Qi'an saw Wei Yuan who was dressed in Tsing Yi and had frosty temples.

And two golden gongs.

"The case is progressing well, but it's a pity that the clues have been broken again. The court has issued a warrant for Zhou Chixiong, but it's unrealistic to find him within half a month." Wei Yuan took a sip of tea, and spoke softly:

"What are you going to do next?"

Xu Qi'an stood in front of the case, thought for a while, and said calmly: "My humble job guesses that there are black hands behind Zhou Chixiong, but there is no clue."

This case is more complicated and troublesome than the tax and bank case. Of course, it was also because he was not the official in charge of the tax and bank case, the chief needed to find loopholes and provide ideas, and other aspects were done by watchmen and government officials.

Although the clues were broken, Xu Qi'an already had a general direction for the follow-up investigation: First, start from the magic weapon that shields the qi-watching technique.

Second, there are channels capable of smuggling gunpowder into Sangbo's list for investigation.

The second article is destined to be exhausting, and there may not be results.

"Wei Gong" Xu Qi'an tentatively said: "What if half a month later, the humble official still can't find out the truth?"

"At that time, I will arrange for you to feign death and get away, so you can go to the Jianghu and be the undercover agent for beating people." Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and said:

"The Yamen's intelligence network covers the thirteen prefectures, as well as major forces in the rivers and lakes. It is impossible to do it without secretly raising spies.

"Your personality is not suitable for political career, Jianghu is your world. In fact, if there is no Sangbo case, you have already left the capital under my arrangement."

To the rivers and lakes? Xu Qi'an thought in a daze.

"Do you feel wronged to be a knife in my hand, a knife that cannot be seen?" Wei Yuan laughed, like a gentle and cheerful teacher:

"Your personality is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and you are a bit extreme. I admire you like this, but I don't like you like this.

"I am aware of the many disadvantages of the prisoner's yamen, but human nature is like this, with light and dark intertwined. How many people like Li Yuchun are there? If the prisoner is full of people like Li Yuchun, the prisoner will not be able to do it." Suppress the civil and military forces of the Manchu dynasty."

Xu Qi'an frowned: "I understand the truth, so human nature needs to be beaten and threatened from time to time in order to govern the Qing Dynasty. Is Wei Gong too indulgent?"

"It also depends on the timing." Wei Yuan didn't get angry, and explained with a pleasant face: "The bureaucracy of Dafeng is corrupt, and the decline has already taken place. If you want to change this atmosphere, you have to go with the light and break it one by one. When there are no stumbling blocks in front of you Now is the time to show off your ambitions.”

What Wei Yuan meant was that when he defeated his political opponents in the future and there were no obstacles in the way, he would be able to free up his hands to rectify these smoky atmospheres. Xu Qi'an thought about it and thought it made sense.

"You are in the officialdom, bound by rules, and you have to be with the light. Otherwise, you will only get into trouble again and again. Or, if you lose the edges and corners and lose the arrogant arrogance of a warrior, it is not worthwhile. But entering You have no worries." Wei Yuan said earnestly:

"Anyone who provokes you, who stands in your way, or who obstructs your eyes, just use your knife to cut, act with your heart, and don't worry about rules and laws. This is the so-called breaking the ban with force.

"Many warriors lost their hearts in the process and became cold-blooded and ruthless executioners. This is what you need to pay attention to."

Xu Qi'an held back for a long time: "I don't want to go to the rivers and lakes, I want to try my best."

He is not nostalgic for power, but for his family. Nostalgic for uncle, aunt, Erlang and sister.

This is like when I was a social animal in my previous life, the boss said: "I will send you to other provinces to expand the market and stay abroad for a long time."

You said: I don't want to go.

The boss said: No, you want to.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan wasn't the kind of skinny boss, he didn't force it, he smiled indifferently, and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can step back."

No, I have something to do Xu Qi'an clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Please Wei Gongping back to the left and right, I have something important to report to my humble post."

Ban us again? !

Nangong Qian softened Yang Yan, and looked at Xu Qi'an expressionlessly.

PS: The typo is mentioned in this chapter. In addition, I will go to work tomorrow, and the explosive update is over. I took a look, and it has been six days since it was put on the shelf, and it has exploded with 67,000 words.

Not bad.

If it is updated normally, there are two chapters a day, and each chapter has 3,000 words as a base. The daily update is about 7000-8000.

This is the limit, I have to think about the case, set up clues, ambush pens, and think about coolness!

It's really too nerve-wracking, and I can't explode like a routine. I hope everyone understands. However, according to the current market trend, the future will be the world of traffic articles, and maybe I will be able to explode by then. For example: the nephew washes the feet of the aunt, and the watchman goes home to watch the younger sister sleep in the kennel!