Nightwatcher

The next morning, Xu Qi'an got up energetically, the person beside his pillow was gone, and the fragrance of a woman remained in the brocade quilt.

He propped himself up with some weakness in his limbs, as if he had just finished a 1,000-meter running test and his muscles were sore the next morning.

"I overslept again. However, I was late for an excuse. I came to Jiaofang to investigate the case."

Xu Qi'an sat cross-legged and breathed, relieved the exhaustion of the cells, and allowed the body to recover to its peak as quickly as possible.

After only two weeks of lifting, the sore muscles regained their vitality.

"Squeak~"

The door of the boudoir was pushed open, dragging the fragrance from the skirt, leading the maid in. Her black hair was pulled high, decorated with expensive jewelry, and her plain and beautiful face was a little haggard.

His eyes were still a little red and swollen, and he was crying like a silkworm.

"Young Master Xu is awake." She smiled slightly, with an alienated and formulaic smile, "I asked the kitchen to cook duck porridge for you."

"Put it there." Xu Qi'an took the toiletries from the maid, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, and returned to the table, holding a bowl, thinking while eating:

Last night's demon girl is the remnant of the Wan Yao Kingdom, which means that this matter has nothing to do with the northern demon clan. The suspicion of King Zhenbei is very light, very light. Is the target of the remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom a sealed item or something else?

The reason why Xu Qi'an thinks this way is because if the target is a sealed item, the remnants of the Yaozu country should flee with money instead of staying in the city to make trouble.

There is also a possibility that the Yaozu's goal is not just the sealed item, but a bigger conspiracy, and the sealed item is just a means to accomplish the goal.

The context of the Sangbo case has almost been clarified. The leading forces behind the scenes are: first, the two or five sons of the imperial court;

Target: Unknown.

Sealed Artifact: The severed hand of an unknown strongman.

Factors, characters, and forces involved in it: Wanyao Kingdom, Ping Yuanbo, Minister of the Ministry of War, Si Tianjian, the royal family, Princess Pingyang, Monk Henghui, Zhou Chixiong, a hundred households of the Jinwu Guard

Breakthrough: the strong man with severed hands, the monk Henghui, and the princess of Pingyang.

If you figure out the identity of the strong man with the severed hand, you can deduce the real purpose of the remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom. Then, if you capture any one of Henghui and Pingyang princesses, you can deduce the inside story of the case. Xu Qi'an sighed in satisfaction after eating porridge One sound.

At this time, he only had the air conditioner to talk about the floating fragrance: "Are you angry?"

Fuxiang smiled gently: "Young Master Xu, don't make fun of my family, my family is just a prostitute, how can I have the right to be angry with you."

Well, Xu Lang has become Mr. Xu Xu Qi'an nodded and stretched his waist indifferently: "Prepare hot water, I want to take a bath."

Fu Xiang nodded with a smile, arranged for a maid to wait for him to take a bath, and went out to relax with her personal maid.

Xu Qi'an took a comfortable soak in a hot bath, dressed neatly, tied up the gong, hung up his saber, thought for a while, and asked, "Prepare a pen and ink for me."

The little maid answered softly: "Yes"

"Miss, are you being too indifferent to Mr. Xu?" the maid asked softly as she walked in the alley of Jiaofangsi.

Fu Xiang looked ahead, shook her head slightly, and said in a sad voice, "You don't understand, I once asked him to redeem me, but he refused."

The servant girl was silent for a while, and explained for Xu Qi'an: "Perhaps there is no money, the lady's deed of sale, at least three or four thousand taels of silver, I'm afraid it will be doubled now."

Fu Xiang withdrew her eyes and looked at the ground: "I have also saved a lot of money over the years, it is actually possible."

She smiled wryly, with a sad expression: "I am in his heart, but I am no different from you. I didn't want to believe it before and deceived myself, but what happened last night made me see myself clearly."

It's just a wishful thinking of Luohua's intentional flow and ruthlessness.

As she walked, she unknowingly came to the outside of the Qingchi courtyard, and a loud noise attracted her attention.

Two gongs dressed in police uniforms locked the lady Ming Yan and walked out. The old bustard followed behind, with a panicked expression, and kept explaining:

"Masters, this must be a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding."

Mingyan Huakui looked terrified: "Mom, I was wronged, I was wronged!"

She knew these two gongs, they were the two who often accompanied Mr. Xu to play tea at Yingmei Xiaoge. It seems that one surnamed Song and the other were too taciturn, she couldn't remember.

what happened? Ming Yan was fine last night. By the way, why did Mr. Xu suddenly return to her Yingmei Xiaoge last night? Could it be that Ming Yan offended Mr. Xu last night? It was done today?

She immediately denied this idea. Although she was disheartened by this man, she believed that Xu Qi'an was not this kind of person.

Fu Xiang frowned, met the watchman, and saluted gracefully: "My lords, what crime did Mrs. Ming Yan commit?"

Song Tingfeng stopped and said with a smile: "Ms. Mingyan secretly colludes with the demon clan and provides shelter. Last night, Mr. Xu secretly investigated and found out the demon girl who was pretending to be her personal servant girl.

The demon girl has been subdued, and now she is going to be taken for questioning. "

The old bustard beat her chest and stamped her feet: "You are wronged, Mingyan is a weak woman, how could she collude with the demon clan. Do you know how much effort and money I have spent in training her! I will go to the Ministry of Rites to sue, and I will ask the adults in the Ministry of Rites to decide. "

Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice: "I now suspect that you are also an accomplice of the monster clan."

The old bustard lost his voice in vain, and took a few steps back with a strong desire to survive.

Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes, nodded towards Fuxiang, and led them away.

Fuxiang stared blankly at the back of them leaving, and thus imagined that Mingyan colluded with the demon clan? Mr. Xu secretly investigated yesterday?

He chose to stay in Qingchiyuan last night, not because he likes the new and dislikes the old, but because he has official duties, but I am messing around and throwing a temper tantrum.

He came back last night with a tired body, I saw it, I thought he was wrong with Ming Yan and I blamed him, and I showed him this morning to vent my grievances, but why didn't he explain? Yes, he can't explain, because this is the official business of the yamen, and the case needs to be kept secret.

And even so, knowing that he was misunderstood and wronged, did he show the slightest bit of boredom and silently endured it?

Fuxiang suddenly lifted her skirt, and ran towards Yingmei Xiaoge.

"My lady, where are you going, please slow down." The servant girl was taken aback.

Flying all the way back to Yingmei Xiaoge, opened the door and entered the bedroom, Fuxiang shouted: "Xu Lang"

The room was empty and people had left. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had lost something precious, and there was a void in her heart.

"My lady, my lady" the servant girl chased after her, and saw her own lady leaning her back against the door in a daze.

"I'm a little tired, please help me." Fuxiang said softly.

The servant girl helped her to the bed, glanced at her, and sighed inwardly. Not daring to disturb, turned to tidy up the house.

When she saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table beside the screen, she let out a soft "Huh", walked to the table, and said:

"Lady, there is a poem here that may have been left by Mr. Xu."

Fu Xiang suddenly came to life, ran to the case with bare feet, snatched it from the servant girl as if snatching a treasure, and took a closer look:

"Beauty beaded curtain

Sitting deep and frowning

but see tears wet

I don't know who to hate. "

"Xu Lang, Xu Lang" She laughed first, then smiled, tears fell down, and she wilted on the ground, holding the paper in her heart, crying and laughing, pear blossoms with rain.

"I'm going to find him." Fuxiang wiped her tears, got up, and trotted towards the door.

The servant girl turned pale with shock, and hugged the lady's soft waist: "Don't, don't, don't, you are the oiran, the most prestigious oiran in the Jiaofang Division. If this news gets out, how should the lady be? Gone.

"I've never heard of any oiran who is as unfashionable as you."

Fu Xiang was furious: "Let me go."

"Don't let go!"

Xu Qi'an bought six big meat buns on the street, gnawed them on the horseback, and walked leisurely towards the yamen.

"The oirans of the Jiaofang Division are all good looking. Each has its own merits and is too beautiful to behold. Well, when the Sangbo case is over, we will exchange feelings with them one by one. In the future, we will publish a "Guidelines for the Appraisal of Dafeng Oiran Girls."

"The only problem is the lack of money. I only pick up three taels of silver a day, and the value of the oiran is at least thirty taels a night.

"Thanks to the nine-year compulsory education, I don't read poems in vain. I am really a shame for a time traveler. People who copy documents are for the sake of official career. I do it for free.

"Speaking of which, I will soon be twenty years old. Fortunately, my aunt is not my mother and will not supervise my marriage. I can make my own decisions. Caiwei is a disciple of Jianzheng, and the background is too hard. Marrying her is like marrying half a princess. , it's not good to just go out and fool around

"Don't be in a hurry to get married, just wait a few more years, there are twenty-four oirans in Jiaofang Division. Haha, I'm thinking about shit, the disciples of the supervisor may not like me."

Xu Baiyou laughed at himself in his heart, his thoughts were flying, and he turned to the case again.

He ordered Mingyan to be arrested in Song Tingfeng. Although she was confirmed innocent last night, there are still things to ask, such as when did the maid enter the Jiaofang Division, who she had close contacts with on weekdays, and so on.

In a secluded small courtyard, the branches of the willow tree hang down one by one, which is bare and desolate.

There were ping-pong-pong sounds in the room, and the man's painful low growl, and all the movement disappeared.

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and Heng Hui, who was wearing a black robe, came out silently, and went straight to the well in the yard.

He stared at the mouth of the deep well for a few seconds, waved his hand, and the mouth of the well lit up with a faint golden "卍" character, and then shattered.

After lifting the seal, Heng Hui jumped in.

At the bottom of the dark well, the mud exudes a faint smell of water. The middle-aged monk leaned against the wall of the well, sitting cross-legged in meditation.

He looked decadent, his lips were chapped, and he seemed to have been seriously injured.

The middle-aged monk has a tall and burly body, with a light blue jaw, and a bitter complexion.

If Xu Qi'an is here, he can recognize this burly monk as the Heng Yuan whom he has been longing for.

"Brother" Heng Hui's hoarse voice.

Hengyuan ignored him and sat cross-legged in silence.

"I was seriously injured, and I broke my hand to retaliate," Heng Hui said.

Heng Yuan opened his eyes, and said with concern: "Heng Hui, turn around and be right."

Heng Hui shook her head, "Brother, I have been with you since I entered Qinglong Temple when I was six years old. You taught me to meditate, teach me to chant scriptures, take care of my daily necessities, and treat me like a brother like a father. Now I want to ask you for one thing. "

Heng Yuan sighed and nodded.

Heng Hui raised his head, with a pair of dark eyes without white eyes under the cloak, he smiled ferociously: "I want to eat my brother."