Nightwatcher

"Wait!" Young Master Zhou stopped the jailer and glared at the green-robed official:

"This person committed murder in the street and wanted to put me to death. I am the sufferer."

He squinted his eyes and said meaningfully: "My lord, don't meddle in your own business."

The other party is a fifth grade, and cannot be compared with his father, just like cloud and mud. But after all, he is an official of the Ministry of Punishment and has nothing to do with the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Mr. Zhou is not good to speak too harshly, I just hope that the other party can understand that it is extremely unwise to offend a servant's son no matter what.

In officialdom, it is most taboo to establish unnecessary enemies.

Unexpectedly, the green-robed official was not at all afraid, but instead sneered: "What Mr. Zhou said, go out and tell Master Shangshu."

Mr. Zhou frowned and met the eyes of the old man. Uncle Chen said in a low voice: "Sun Shangshu and the old man have a long history of friendship."

The second half of the sentence means that if there is no accident, he will not ask.

Otherwise, there is a problem.

Unwilling to let the cooked duck fly away like this, Young Master Zhou followed closely. As long as the problem was not serious, he would immediately catch Xu Qi'an back and torture him to death.

Walking out of the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, under the bright sunlight, Xu Qi'an squinted his eyes to relieve the discomfort in his pupils.

He followed the green-robed official to the courtyard of the Ministry of Justice. There were many people around the courtyard, including officials of the Ministry of Justice in various official robes; a dozen young men in white; two carriages and dead Horses; there are two old men in Confucian shirts with a strong character.

Mr. Zhou, who also saw everyone, was a little dazed, not knowing what happened.

Young Master Zhou stopped when he heard the clatter of shackles, that damned Xu Qi'an stopped, turned his head, and said word by word:

"You should be glad that you didn't torture me. Let me introduce myself again. I am a new disciple of Jianzheng."

The old man's face changed drastically.

Young Master Zhou's expression lost control in an instant.

This is impossible, he cannot be Jian Zheng's disciple.

But seeing Si Tianjian's white clothes all over the courtyard, Mr. Zhou and the old man kept silent.

Xu Qi'an ignored the two of them, went straight forward, glanced at the white clothes, and unexpectedly didn't see the girl Caiwei.

Isn't that little beauty with the oval face right A?

Wang Butou sent the alchemy cheats, but Miss Caiwei was not there, but the alchemists of Sitianjian saw the contents of the book, so they came to rescue me?

Or maybe it's Miss Caiwei who can't get away from something, please ask my colleagues to save me!

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath, and amidst the rattling of the shackles, "Xu Qi'an has met a few senior brothers."

brother? Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xu Qi'an: "You wrote the book?"

His eyes were a bit unfriendly Xu Qi'an nodded: "This is not a place to talk about things. After leaving the Ministry of Criminal Justice, what brother wants to ask, Ning Yan knows everything, but he can talk all the time."

Seeing Xu Qi'an talking with Si Tianjian in white, Mr. Zhou's expression was a little dull, he looked away stiffly, unwilling to believe it was true from the bottom of his heart, walked quickly to Sun Shangshu's side, and said in a low voice:

"Master Sun, a member of the Sitianjian"

Sun Shangshu glanced at him: "I want someone."

Mr. Zhou shook his body.

The thin old man suddenly became short of breath.

Is he really a prison disciple? ! This is impossible, and if he is a disciple of the supervisor, it is impossible for the tax bank case to harm the Xu family.

Tax case! !

The thin old man thought of a possibility, what if he was accepted as a disciple after the tax bank case.

He did unravel the secrets of tax silver and refine fake silver. Such a genius who learned alchemy without a teacher, only had the idea when he saw the truth.

Besides, if they weren't the disciples of the supervisor, why would this group of white clothes gather here.

At this time, the thin old man noticed the two silent great scholars and the strangely dead horse.

He stared intently for a moment, then suddenly his body shook, and he recognized two great Confucian scholars from Yunlu Academy.

The thin old man rolled his throat, "Master Shangshu, those two great Confucians"

"It's also here to ask for someone." Sun Shang said expressionlessly in writing.

Young Master Zhou's face was stiff, he turned his head a little bit, and looked at the old man.

"You are Xu Qi'an?"

Xu Qi'an turned his head to look, and the person speaking was an old man in a gray robe with a goatee beard. He thought to himself, who are you, old man?

"I am the teacher of the old man." Another blue-robed old man said, he looked at Xu Qi'an with a gentle smile: "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future, and everyone in the world does not know the king. But you wrote it?"

"The junior's clumsy work made the senior laugh." Xu Qi'an said: "The word is Ning Yan."

It is the most basic etiquette to introduce one's "character" to strangers, because it is very taboo to directly call one's first name. If you don't introduce your "character", the subconscious meaning is that you don't want to make friends with others.

The smile on the blue-robed old man's face deepened.

"It's a matter here, let's leave the Criminal Department first." Over there, Song Qing couldn't help urging.

Immediately, a jailer stepped forward to undo Xu Qi'an's handcuffs and shackles.

"Okay!" Xu Qi'an nodded.

Smiles appeared on the faces of Si Tianjian's people. Their goal was achieved and they were about to come back. They were looking forward to the next meeting.

The two great scholars, Li Mubai and Zhang Shen, did not want to stay for a long time, because there would be a fierce battle for them.

"call!"

Seeing Xu Qi'an leaving with the crowd, Young Master Zhou was relieved, and fears and fears that he did not want to admit arose in his heart.

"Wait a minute!" Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Si Tianjian and the two great scholars looked at him.

"I still have something to deal with." Xu Qi'an arched his hands, turned and walked towards Young Master Zhou, and when he passed by the jailer, he snatched the wooden shackles with his hands.

"You, what do you want to do?" Young Master Zhou backed away in shock.

"Xu Qi'an, my father is the Minister of the Household Department, you dare to touch me? You dare to do something in the Ministry of Punishment? Sun Daren, Sun Shangshu, take down this thief, Uncle Chen, and save me!"

boom!

Xu Qi'an swung the shackles and smashed them fiercely on Zhou Li's head, causing pieces of wood to fly horizontally.

Young Master Zhou's eyes turned white, and he fell back straight, with bright red blood flowing from his hair.

Xu Qi'an looked at the thin old man expressionlessly: "Slap me to death."

The audience is silent!

"In front of my senior brothers and the lords of the Ministry of Punishment, and in front of the two great Confucian scholars, slap me to death as an ant, hurry up."

The anger welling up on his face receded like a tide, and the thin old man froze there, not daring to move.

Walked through the gate of hell! Sure enough, only the second generation of officials can deal with the second generation of officials. The fairness and justice of the law is limited to the little people. Xu Qi'an bathed in the sunshine of early winter, feeling that he had gained a new life.

As soon as he left the office of the Criminal Ministry, Xu Qi'an saw two fast horses galloping towards the end of the long street, they were Xu Erlang and Xu Ershu.

The father and son also saw Xu Qi'an surrounded by Si Tianjian's white clothes, and Second Uncle Xu's tense expression relaxed obviously.

How could the Sitianjian people be here? Uncle Xu's eyes flashed doubts. He himself is a master at the pinnacle of Qi training and has participated in the Battle of Shanhaiguan, so he will not worship Si Tianjian's magician like a god like ordinary people.

Xu Nian reined in the reins, looked at his cousin without missing a trace, heaved a sigh of relief, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, teacher, and thank you, Mr. Mu Bai."

Xu Qi'an had no choice but to bow to the Sitianjian people first, and then together with his cousin, he bowed to the two great scholars again.

Li Mubai said regretfully: "With such a poetic talent, why did he become a government servant? Ning Yan, are you interested in coming to Yunlu Academy to study Confucianism and Taoism?"

Within a quarter of an hour of knowing each other, Ning Yan called Zhang Shen and added: "It just so happens that I can worship under this old man."

Xu Qi'an: "???"

The third watch is at night.