Nightwatcher

"Glorious ancestors?"

The aunt didn't react for a while, thinking that it would take a month to get the title of the Nian'er Gold List, and she didn't realize that the nephew was bragging until his nephew showed a fart expression.

The aunt rolled her beautiful eyes, curled her lips and said, "Yo Yo Yo, our Dalang has been promoted to a noble, right?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew it was the old Aunt Yin Yang.

"I heard from the neighbors in the neighborhood that only scholars can be in the temple. You, no matter how you get promoted, you are just a watchman."

Although my aunt has gradually untied her knots and is not as resentful as before, but when it comes to the topic of "who is more promising, my nephew or my son", my aunt feels that she must stick to her principles.

Unlike her husband Xu Pingzhi, her son and nephew are all Xu's cubs, they have been raised at home for twenty years, and they are no different from their own sons.

My aunt just couldn't understand Xu Qi'an's flamboyant posture, and from time to time she sneered in front of her, not respecting her as an aunt at all.

Therefore, Erlang must be more promising than Dalang, so that the aunt can straighten up in front of her nephew.

"Auntie doesn't believe it?" Xu Qi'an squinted.

"I believe it, it's just a promotion." The aunt said nonchalantly.

A while ago, Second Uncle Xu was also promoted, transferred from the outer city to the inner city, and now has a fixed patrol area. That area is full of wealthy households. For the safety of their homes, they will spend money to respect the sword guards who are responsible for the safety of the surroundings and build a good relationship.

So the second uncle has a lot of money in his private house recently, and fifty taels of silver was confiscated, and he still has money to go to Jiaofang to play.

Of course, Second Uncle Xu never took the initiative to go to the Jiaofang Division. After all, the girls of the Jiaofang Division were too far away from their aunts. Whenever they stayed overnight at the Jiaofang Division, it was because of the entertainment among colleagues.

Instead, it was Xu Dalang and Xu Erlang who had reached the age of Shen Gongbao and had never married a wife, so they took the initiative to go to the Jiaofang Division to relieve the pressure.

"It's not a promotion, it's a knighthood!" Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice.

"Puff..." Auntie was amused, her flowers and branches trembled, charming and charming.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense." Second Uncle Xu waved his hand and said angrily, "Second Uncle, I was in Shanhaiguan and killed the enemy from south to north, and from north to south. Not so much."

From the south to the north, from the north to the south, second uncle, don't you have sore arms? Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

Xu Nian shook his head, "The knighthood is of great importance. The last time Dafeng was knighted was in the Battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago. Now that the world is at peace, how can you be knighted for your military exploits?"

"A knighthood doesn't necessarily require military exploits." Xu Qi'an touched Xiao Douding's head: "Isn't that right, Lingyin."

Xiao Douding ignored him, and sipped the porridge with his small mouth pressed against the rim of the bowl.

"Okay, okay, Auntie doesn't know how many catties you have." Auntie sneered: "If you don't want to take a bath today, go to the yamen as soon as possible, don't delay your second uncle's response.

"Don't worry about the lintel of Guangyao, Dalang. After the spring of this year, our Xu family will produce a Jinshi. At that time, we will hold a banquet at home and invite the clansmen to come over for a meal."

The spring has not yet begun, and my aunt is already proud.

Ma De, this is the start I want. The second uncle is eccentric, the aunt is mean, the cousin is a scholar but suppresses me everywhere, one sister looks down on me, and the other sister robs me of food. Then, God of War returns, strong Conferring the title, driving the uncle and aunt's family to live in the kennel, Xu Qi'an thought about it, and thought it was quite cool.

Uncle Xu picked up his helmet again and nodded: "It's getting late, I have to go to Yingmao."

He automatically ignored the knighthood, taking it as a joke of his nephew.

If the Xu family can produce a nobleman, it will be smoke from the ancestral grave. Even if Erlang is named on the gold list, Jinshi and ranks, it is impossible to stand shoulder to shoulder with Dalang.

At this moment, Xu Pingzhi saw the concierge Lao Zhang running towards him in a hurry, with a panicked expression, as if a big bug was chasing after him.

"Old, old, old, old"

The porter Lao Zhang stammered and said excitedly: "There is an imperial decree!"

"Holy what?" Xu Pingzhi didn't hear clearly.

"Sacred decree."

"What purpose?" Xu Erlang didn't hear clearly.

"The imperial decree, the imperial decree of the knighthood."

Xu Qi'an glanced at his aunt with dull eyes, and pushed his second uncle out: "Your Majesty's imperial decree has come."

Yesterday when the Concubine Fu case was over, Wei Yuan told him that the cabinet had already drawn up an imperial decree to confer titles, and it was set for today.

Xu Pingzhi walked from the inner courtyard to the outer courtyard, as if he had walked through most of his life. He was in a very complicated mood at the moment. He had experienced similar feelings of anxiety, excitement, hesitation, and fear once, and that was the wedding night.

From a distance, I saw a eunuch wearing a python robe standing in the courtyard, and a line of armored guards stood on both sides.

The eunuch was holding a scroll of yellow silk imperial decree embroidered with five-clawed golden dragons.

bang bang bang

Xu Pingzhi heard his own heart beating like a drum.

Seeing the Lord coming, the eunuch who delivered the decree slowly unfolded the decree, and said loudly: "Xu Qi'an received the decree with the gong."

The second uncle knelt down first, and then pulled Xu Qi'an to kneel together.

Second Uncle Xu glared at his nephew as if he was unwilling to kneel before the imperial decree.

"The gong Xu Qi'an is here."

The eunuch nodded, and said in a clear voice: "Following the emperor's decree, I only rule the world with literature and chaos with military force, and the army will be the mainstay of the imperial court. The country's Qiancheng may be Qi'an. Hundreds of people"

Hearing that two hundred rebels had been beheaded, Xu Qi'an was stunned for a moment, thinking that I beheaded thousands of enemies, how did it become two hundred?

Then, it suddenly dawned on me that I was bragging so much that I believed it.

"Specially enfeoff Xu Qi'an as the son of Changle County, and bestow thirty pieces of fertile land and five hundred taels of gold, hereby."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron."

Xu Qi'an shouted a slogan and got up to receive the order.

"Congratulations, Mr. Xu, it's Mr. Xu." The boa-robed eunuch said with a smile.

"Thank you, Eunuch."

Xu Qi'an took the imperial decree and handed over a one hundred tael silver note.

When the boa-robed eunuch stayed behind with his guards, Second Uncle Xu snatched the imperial decree and read it over and over again for a long time. He obviously didn't know a few big characters, but he read it seriously.

Looking at it, Second Uncle Xu's eyes turned red.

"I've been knighted, and my Xu family has a viscount."

He rushed back to the backyard with the imperial decree in his hand, and shouted: "Madam, write to the Xu family quickly, the Xu family has a viscount. I want to hold a big banquet for three days and three nights, hahahahahaha"

Xu Qi'an picked up a box of gold and land deeds bestowed by Emperor Yuan Jing, and sneaked back to the room.

The second uncle is so stupid, the imperial decree is not as important as gold.

After depositing the gold in the fragments of the book from the ground, Xu Qi'an returned to the inner courtyard and saw Xu Ershu and Erlang robbing the imperial decree. The father and son almost got into a fight.

Xu Erlang said displeased: "Those who don't know think that the imperial decree is for you."

Uncle Xu: "Get rolling!"

Xu Erlang said angrily, "I just want to see how the imperial decree is written."

Uncle Xu: "Get rolling!"

Xu Erlang said angrily: "Father, show me the imperial decree."

Second Uncle Xu: "Get rolling."

Bah, the vulgar martial artist Xu Erlang walked away and went back to his study.

What is a viscount, he wants to be named on the gold list, and he wants to win the first prize. Otherwise, the limelight in the family will be robbed by the eldest brother.

"Really, is it really knighted?"

The aunt looked at the imperial decree in her husband's arms and opened Kazilan's eyes wide. Her mind hadn't turned around yet, as if she was living in a dream.

There is no mental preparation at all.

"It's still fake, there is a jade seal on it, and His Majesty also gave you five hundred taels of gold and thirty pieces of fertile land." Xu Pingzhi said loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not believe it.

Five hundred taels of gold, thirty pieces of fertile land A golden light flashed in Auntie's eyes.

"Da Lang, is this true? Auntie feels like she's living in a dream." Auntie grabbed Xu Qi'an's hand.

Xu Qi'an flung it away, and said lightly: "Madam, don't try to get close and call me Lord Viscount."

Xu Lingyue looked at her eldest brother with admiration.

After getting angry with his aunt, Xu Qi'an stretched his hand into his bosom, took out the land deed and patted it on the table, and said, "I put away the gold myself. As for the thirty-odd fertile fields, Auntie, I will trouble Lingyue to help you if I am not married and have a family." Brother is in charge."

Aunt's half-stretched hand froze, she couldn't do anything about Xu Qi'an, stomped her feet and said, "Xu Pingzhi"

The aunt had no choice but to punch her husband hard.

Uncle Xu said "heh", "Ning Yan was joking with you, Lingyue doesn't understand these things."

Xu Lingyue said softly, "Father, I have studied for several years, and I know arithmetic."

Moreover, managing the fields is usually done by letting the trusted servants in the mansion run errands, and the master only needs to manage the accounts.

My aunt suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Her former imaginary enemy was the daughter-in-law of Da Lang and Er Lang, but now she realizes that Xu Lingyue, a dead girl, has turned against her and wants to fight for power with her, a mother.

"Mother, why are you looking at me like that?" Xu Lingyue felt that her mother's eyes were burning.

"I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at the white-eyed wolf."

"..." Xu Lingyue.

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Speaking of the building of Guanxing Tower, people in the capital, and even Dafeng, have only two words for its impression: high!

In the eyes of the Jianghu people, apart from towering into the sky, the Guanxing Tower is also a taboo place in Dafeng, because here lives the only first-rank powerhouse of the dynasty.

Few people would think about what kind of place the ground floor of the Star Observation Building is.

Zazaza

In the dark underground, the iron gate slowly rises, and a winding stone step stretches to the ground. For every ten steps, there is an oil lamp on the wall, emitting a dim light.

In the da da da still air, came the clear sound of footsteps.

The sound of footsteps gradually became clear, and a black figure came up from the ground along the steps.

The black shadow has loose hair, covering her cheeks, wearing a simple linen robe, barefoot, and her chest occasionally protrudes when she walks, making people aware that she is a woman.

And it's a woman with a gully in her chest.

"I'm not far from a fourth-grade formation master, why did the teacher wake me up?" Hei Ying muttered to himself.

She looked up, and at the end of the steps, countless rays of light poured down from the door like a tide, it was the long-lost sunshine.

Stepping out of the iron gate, the black shadow stood in the silent hall, closed his eyes, opened his arms, embracing the sun.

She has not been born for five years, and has been suppressed at the bottom of the Star Observation Building by the supervisor.

Passing through the corridor on the first floor, a woman with disheveled hair climbed up the steps and walked to the second floor. The sound of thumping footsteps came from above her head, and a warlock in white walked away holding a tray with bottles and cans on it. down.

The two had a face-to-face meeting.

The white-clothed warlock froze suddenly, and his face turned pale a little bit, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

After about three or four seconds, the white-clothed warlock turned around and fled in a panic.

Out of kindness, the woman with disheveled hair quickly reminded: "Junior Brother, slow down, be careful of slipping."

As soon as the words fell, the soles of the white-clothed warlock's feet suddenly slipped, and he rolled down, knocking the woman down along the way, and the two of them rolled down the stairs together.

bang bang

The bottles and cans on the tray were shattered, and a cloud of colorful dust filled the air.

"Help, help!" The white-clothed Warlock's face was flushed with blood, which gradually turned blue and black. He pinched his neck and said with difficulty:

"This, this is, Senior Brother Song Qing, the poison that was refined."

The woman clutched her neck and said with difficulty, "Senior sister didn't bring the antidote."

"The antidote is inside." The warlock in white seemed unable to move, his eyes were fixed on a broken porcelain bottle, and on the powder on the ground.

With the help of the woman, the white-clothed warlock took the antidote, scrambled down the stairs, came to the lobby on the first floor, and shouted at the white-clothed warlocks who were cooking and refining the medicine:

"Senior Sister Zhong is out of customs!!!"

The porcelain vases, spoons and other utensils in the hands of the white-clothed warlocks fell to the ground with a bang.

They twisted their necks stiffly, looking over with dull faces.

The woman with disheveled hair continued to climb up the stairs, passing by the seventh floor, the alchemy room on the seventh floor exploded with a "boom", the floor and walls shook, and dust fell off.

"Why did it explode? How did it explode?!" Song Qing's angry roar came.

The woman ignored it and continued to climb the stairs, and finally came to the top of the Star Observation Tower, the Eight Diagrams Platform.

The prisoner, dressed in white and with a white beard, was sitting cross-legged behind the desk, pinching a wine glass, staring into the distance in a daze.

"teacher."

The woman shouted respectfully, her eyes fell on the delicious food and wine on the table.

"Zhong Li, the opportunity for you to be promoted to the fourth rank has arrived." The supervisor said leisurely.

The woman trembled and raised her head slightly, revealing her white and sharp chin.

Dafeng's titles with different surnames are divided into five classes: Gong, Hou, Bo, Zi, and male. Each title is divided into five grades (grades).

The full title of Xu Qi'an's title is "Third Class Changle County Son".

This is a title that is more than inferior than superior, and has no real power, just an extra monthly salary.

However, the meaning of the title is not power, but the glory and social status it symbolizes.

Is it a title on the gold list and a place in the temple, is it considered a nobleman? No, this kind of power is only for a while, and it is truly a symbol of being among the nobility, and it is a hereditary and irreplaceable title.

Of course, Xu Qi'an's title cannot be hereditary, but at least for one day, the Xu family will be a nobleman, and no longer a commoner.

In the future, if the son of Changle County marries a commoner woman as his regular wife, he will be punished and impeached. The Civil and Military Society of the Manchu Dynasty said: Is it because the princess is not fragrant anymore, or the princess is not beautiful anymore?

He actually married a commoner woman.

In short, for the first time in hundreds of years, the Xu family became a viscount, completely got rid of the household and became a nobleman.

For Xu Pingzhi, the head of the family, it was probably the brightest moment in his life. On the same day, he took Xu Qi'an to the ancestral grave to offer incense.

After returning, I plan to distribute invitations widely, hold a large banquet, and invite relatives and friends to come to the house to drink and celebrate.

But my aunt felt that something was wrong, and said: "The day after tomorrow will be Chunwei, which will affect Erlang's study."

Yes, the day after tomorrow is Chunwei, Yuyuelongmen's top priority, and having a big banquet at home will definitely affect Erlang's study. Xu Pingzhi felt that what his wife said was reasonable, so he asked Xu Erlang to move to the old house in the outer city, study hard, and the banquet remained unchanged.

Xu Lingyin thought it was great.

Xu Erlang exited the live broadcast room cursingly, took a servant and a maid, and went back to the old house in a dizzy manner.

After offering incense, Xu Qi'an generously allocated seventy taels of silver for tomorrow's banquet.

Seventy taels is already a lot. It is the savings of ordinary wealthy people who do not eat or drink for three years;

"It's been a long time since I've been back, and I haven't been to Master Hengyuan's Yangsheng Tang. I have to send some money to help the widows and the lonely."

Xu Qi'an dug out five coins from the square cabinet, planning to prostitute Hengyuan's body training exercises for free at a low price.

Suddenly, monk Shenshu's deep and ethereal voice sounded in his mind as he sat by the bed: "Leave the capital."

Leaving the capital? !

What does it mean? Xu Qi'an looked serious, and the monk Shenshu never took the initiative to communicate with him, sleeping silently in his body.

Now let him leave the capital.

Is something going to happen in the capital, or is something going to happen to me?

While all kinds of thoughts flickered, he saw the gray world in front of his eyes, the misty gray spread out, and a dilapidated temple appeared, and at the gate of the temple sat cross-legged Master Shenshu with delicate features.

This monk with a mysterious background meditated with his palms folded, his brown eyes looked at him gently, and his voice was ethereal: "Leave the capital."

PS: Thanks to the leader "mady" for the reward, I still offer 4,000 words today, well, I see if I can write a little more on the basis of 4,000 words, maybe one or two thousand words more. If it doesn't work, forget it.

Change first and then change.