Nightwatcher

This woman looks to be in her thirties, with an ordinary figure and even more mediocre looks.

Xu Qi'an has seen many beauties of the same age, such as Chen Guifei; such as the queen; such as his aunt. In terms of appearance and figure, everyone must beat this woman.

But she has a drive that these beautiful women don't have.

Jiao Man is right, it is this kind of Jiao Man willful.

It's rare for this kind of temperament to appear in an old aunt.

Xu Qi'an knew it well, but he refused to admit it: "What purse?"

"A light green purse with twenty taels of gold in it." The woman pressed her hands on the table, looked down at Xu Qi'an, and gritted her teeth: "Give it back to me."

Yellow, gold? ! Xu Qi'an's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm, even puzzled: "Ma'am, you lost your purse, so it's none of my business."

"Auntie!?" she screamed.

The aunt's face was flushed with anger, her ears were red, her eyes were wide open, and she glared at Xu Qi'an angrily.

What's going on with this reaction? I don't know how old I am? Xu Qi'an waved her hand and sent her away: "I didn't pick up your purse, get out of here."

The woman took a deep breath, turned her head and shouted: "Come here!"

At the stairway, a child's face was revealed by poking his head. It was the child who was scared away by Xu Qi'an just now, and also the child who witnessed him picking up the purse.

"It's him, he picked up the purse and threatened me." The child pointed at Xu Qi'an and said loudly.

The drinkers around all looked sideways, and the seductive woman also looked over, watching the play with a smile.

"Child, come here." Xu Qi'an beckoned.

The child shook his head, staring at Xu Qi'an warily.

Xu Qi'an took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom, and flicked it with his fingers. After the silver fell to the ground, it rolled in front of the child. He smiled and said:

"Say it again, I didn't hear you clearly just now."

The child picked up the broken silver with a smile on his face, and said loudly, "I don't see anything, I don't know anything."

Xu Qi'an laughed loudly, "Go and buy candied haws."

The child went downstairs happily.

The two gongs laughed and looked at the mediocre woman jokingly.

The drinkers around also looked away, not interested in watching again, and continued to pay attention to the competition in the ring.

Even a rookie who has just come to the capital knows that the watchman is a local snake in the capital and cannot be messed with. At first glance, this woman has long hair and short knowledge, so she doesn't know how hard it is to beat people.

Not to mention picking up your purse, but even dragging you to the private room to have sex, if you don't have a backstage, there's nothing you can do.

The woman stared at Xu Qi'an for a moment, then suddenly smiled, which was indescribably charming.

She sat down generously, picked up Xu Qi'an's unused bowls and chopsticks, and ate like no one else was there, as if she was really hungry, she started to eat a little anxiously, but after filling her belly, she immediately became elegant.

After she drank a glass of wine, she looked at Xu Qi'an and said with a sneer, "Hey, won't this lord take the little girl to the yamen?"

Xu Qi'an responded calmly: "Auntie, it's just a few mouthfuls of food, it's not enough."

The woman guessed that she was hungry at meal time, and when she saw that her purse was gone, she searched the same way and found him.

Auntie gritted her teeth again.

"Hmph, let me say that he is a plump kid lying on the merits of his elders, otherwise how could he become a silver gong at such a young age." A young hero next to him lowered his voice and said bitterly.

The woman who was about the same age as her aunt, heard this, and gave Xu Qi'an a provocative sideways glance.

"That's right, if you even covet an old lady's purse, you know it's not a good thing." Another young hero whispered.

When the woman heard it, she said with a blank face: "You are a silver gong after all, and you are not angry when others slander you behind your back?"

Xu Qi'an, who was quite cautious about this woman, asked with a smile, "What do you think should be done?"

The woman said angrily: "Send them all to the prison."

This was heard by the young heroes at the neighboring table, but they didn't raise their voices and kept silent in tacit understanding. After all, he still didn't dare to provoke others.

"That's too much, people just say a few words." After Xu Qi'an finished speaking, he added: "Looking at how poor you are, you can't squeeze out a few taels of money. It's a waste of energy."

Young heroes dare not speak out.

The woman stopped talking to Xu Qi'an, and while sipping wine and eating vegetables, she watched with great interest the fighters fighting in the arena.

The reason why Xu Qi'an didn't drive away this interesting aunt was because she felt that she was not as ordinary as she looked.

To reiterate, her appearance is indeed very ordinary, without a plump and attractive figure, and without a glamorous appearance.

But her status should be unusual. A normal person would not take so much money out of the house.

It's not heavy, even a child can afford this little weight, but twenty taels of silver is equivalent to a year's savings for an ordinary family.

If it is gold, it is an unimaginably huge sum of money.

And this aunt, wearing the clothes of an ordinary woman, has black and beautiful hair, which is tied up with a wooden hairpin. To use Xu Qi'an's words in his previous life to describe:

Spread the goods all over the body, one hundred yuan can't be more.

However, such an ordinary aunt just pinched her waist and stared at the unscrupulous policeman who found the huge sum of money she had lost, and was more annoyed at Xu Qi'an's failure to return the things she picked up than the loss of the huge sum of money.

Is this the tolerance that ordinary people can have?

Twenty taels of silver, if it was Xu Qi'an himself, he would have died with the guy who took the money and refused to return it.

If it is twenty taels of gold, well, Ma Yun has already called the police.

"My lord, can my little girl have a few drinks with you?"

At this time, the slutty and seductive woman walked over with a wine glass in her lotus steps, twisting her waist.

It was only then that Xu Qi'an realized that she was wearing a long skirt with a waist, and a ribbon outlined a small waist that could be easily grasped. This figure, tsk tsk

He subconsciously glanced at the aunt beside him again. She was dressed conservatively, thick common clothes, and at this age, her figure might not be much better.

"sure."

Xu Qi'an hurriedly signaled the beauty to take a seat, but there was a problem, the four stools were all occupied, and the charming woman with a pair of beautiful almond eyes looked left and right, but refused to sit.

She didn't dare to offend the two gongs, so she looked at the woman softly, and said with a soft smile, "This aunt..."

The aunt turned her head sharply, staring at the enchanting woman aggressively, but after looking up and down, the aunt in her thirties gave a disdainful "heh" and turned her head to continue watching the competition.

What was her look just now? Her eyes were full of contempt and disdain. The enchanting woman squinted her eyes. It was the first time a woman looked at herself with such eyes.

In the past, wherever she went, she was always the focus of men's attention.

In the eyes of men, her every move is full of coquettishness, soul-stirring, and blood rushing to the head.

And women envy her, envy her, and slander her.

But this elderly lady had naked disdain in her eyes just now.

Xu Qi'an glanced at the gong on the left, the gong was very sensible, immediately picked up the saber, and said respectfully: "My lord, the lowly class has gone to patrol the streets."

Xu Qi'an gave a "hmm" and made a gesture of invitation with a smile: "Woman, please sit down."

The enchanting woman smiled sweetly, and sat down by her skirt.

She has been observing Xu Qi'an for a long time, this man is a good prey, first of all he looks handsome, his facial features are as delicate as sculptures, his eyes are shining like stars.

With a high nose bridge and thick black sword eyebrows, matched with a tough facial contour, a masculine air rushes towards his face.

In addition, what made her more concerned was the identity of Xu Qi'an Yinluo. To achieve this position at a young age, either her own talent was too outstanding, or there were elders in her family who held real power.

No matter which one, it is worth her to make friends and get close.

"I haven't asked your lord Gao's name yet."

"Miss Xu Qi'an's name?"

"Rong Rong."

Miss Rongrong, do you have a brand name? Xu Qi'an smiled and said: "A good name, a fairy-like name, and a fairy-like person."

Miss Rong Rong covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, and added: "The slave family also has a title called Ecstasy Hand."

Xu Qi'an put down his wine glass, and looked at Miss Rongrong repeatedly. The latter was stared at naked by him, but she didn't care, but straightened her waist.

"I have long admired your name."

Xu Qi said at ease, is this my luck? I just heard my second uncle talk about the four most beautiful women in the capital in the morning, and I met them at noon.

"Ahem!"

He put down his wine glass, and introduced himself: "It turns out to be Miss Rong Rong, the ecstasy hand. Let's get to know him again. My official, Xu Qi'an, and my uncle is working in Yudaowei."

Rongrong, the ecstasy hand, was a little disappointed when she heard this.

Although Yudaowei is one of the five guards in the capital, his position determines his power, so he is not considered a prominent yamen.

But Xu Qi'an's next words changed Miss Rongrong's understanding.

"I used to follow Duke Wei's command back then, and made great achievements in the Shanhaiguan Battle. It was because of this relationship that I was able to find an official position in the Dachangren Yamen.

"King Yu is my elder brother, and I have never had a bad relationship with my father. My father is an earl. Unfortunately, he left early and failed to win the qualification of hereditary replacement. When he comes to me, there is only a little viscount left."

Uncle is Wei Gong's confidant, father and Yu Wang are inseparable, she is both a silver gong and a viscount Rong Rong was stunned, her beautiful eyes stared at Xu Qi'an without blinking.

She had heard that the capital city was so honorable, that if she met a random guy, there might be an official in her family.

However, no matter how high the official is, how high is Wei Yuan? No matter how noble the status is, how noble is the king?

For a while, Miss Rongrong became more and more enthusiastic.

In his previous life, because of entertainment, he often went to nightclubs, so he was very comfortable in teasing this kind of woman, not because he was greedy for her body, Xu Qi'an just missed the feeling back then.

Occasionally say some nasty words, a few words of ridicule, this charming woman who calls herself Rong Rong and nicknames Ecstasy Hand will not get angry.

If it was a woman from a good family, she would have blushed and spat at him long ago: Bah, disciple.

For those with a stronger personality, the 24k titanium alloy slap of the straight girl has already been called up.

At this time, Rongrong looked at the ring, and said as if asking or taking a test: "Master Xu, who of these two will win?"

"Of course it's the young hero who wields the sword." Xu Qi'an didn't hesitate.

"Even a fool can see it." The old aunt snorted coldly, feeling a wave of presence.

The young man with the sword beat the man with the axe from beginning to end, strolling in the courtyard, with exquisite swordsmanship, attracting applause from the crowd from time to time.

"Before Qi training, the level of strength depends on the physique. The man who wields the ax is superior to the young man who wields the sword no matter his strength or physique. But why is he at a disadvantage? That young man's swordsmanship is just flamboyant. "Xu Qi'an said.

The old aunt didn't answer, but quietly pricked up her ears.

"I guess it's an actor." Xu Qi'an revealed the truth.

"actor?"

Rongrong had never heard of this term.

"It's just acting on occasion." Xu Qi'an explained.

Rongrong suddenly realized, and said in admiration: "So that's the case, Mr. Xu's eyes are like torches."

As he spoke, there was admiration in his eyes.

The old Siji didn't expose Xu Qi'an, and showed a smug smile in cooperation.

Miss Rongrong has a deep breath, concealed but not revealed, she is not a weak player, she must have seen through the tricks on the ring. It's just that the savage old aunt hasn't seen it yet, and she is skeptical about Xu Qi'an's words.

At this time, the young hero on the ring parried the man's axe with his sword, and kicked him in the chest with his kick. The man let go of the big axe and flew out of the ring.

After that, no one competed on stage for a long time.

"I'm full, return my purse." The old aunt reluctantly withdrew her gaze and stared at Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an pretended not to hear, and she didn't bother, she just looked at Xu Qi'an for a long time, got up and went downstairs without saying a word.

"The back view is actually not bad." The only remaining member, Tong Luo, said with emotion.

After finishing speaking, he found himself despised by Xu Qi'an and Miss Rong Rong.

"Does the young man lack maternal love since childhood?"

Xu Qi'an patted Xiao Tongluo's shoulder, then reached into his bosom, and took out a light green purse, opened it, and found an ingot of yellow-orange gold.

"Hou, it's really gold." Tongluo's eyes widened, showing ecstasy: "My lord, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich."

Xu Qi'an fastened the tassels of his purse and said, "Don't worry about such ill-gotten gains."

With a light toss, the purse was thrown out of the building.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's scream came from downstairs, and the purse hit the old aunt's toes. She squatted on the ground, her skirt was undone, with tears in her eyes. second floor.

"Auntie, hurry home." Xu Qi'an reminded kindly.

The old aunt bit her lip, picked up her purse, and walked away with a shudder.

Xu Qi'an still fights with Miss Rongrong, and the two sides are committed to keeping each other in their own fish ponds. There are not too many scumbags in this era, they like to show off, and then train young handsome men to become their own servants.

This kind of woman is the ancient version of green tea.

Xu Qi'an hadn't met a scumbag for a long time, so he cheerfully accompanied her to fight.

About a quarter of an hour later, a roar suddenly came from the direction of the ring: "Xu Qi'an, get the hell out of here."

"???"

Xu Qi'an looked out blankly and saw a man wearing coarse cloth standing on the ring. This man was eight feet tall, with a beard and eyes as big as copper bells.

Standing proudly on the ring, the momentum is majestic.

Even the common people who watched the excitement could feel that this hero's aura was different from those previous knights in the rivers and lakes.

Xu Qi'an was a little puzzled, thinking who the hell are you.

"Master Xu knows this person?"

Rongrong pursed her flaming red lips and looked at the man with fear.

Xu Qi'an shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then don't worry about it." Rongrong said softly: "This person's expression is shining, he is a master of copper skin and iron bones, Mr. Xu is naturally not afraid of him, but there are people around him, if they fight, they may hurt innocent people .”

The euphemism of these words saved Xu Qi'an's face. But Rongrong knew in her heart that ten Xu Qi'an might not be the opponent of that master.

After all, he became a silver gong based on the merits of his ancestors.

"The beater, Xu Qi'an, get out of here, and kowtow to make amends, or the uncle will crush your head today." The man yelled.

"wow"

The onlookers and quacks were in an uproar.

It turned out that Xu Qi'an was actually a famous striker, or a silver gong? Since the establishment of Haoxiatai, a quack has finally appeared to challenge the Yamen master.

The young heroes at the table were stunned for a moment, then quickly turned their heads to look at Xu Qi'an.

Their faces are almost carved out of the same mold - gloating.

"Come out and call Dad, kneel down and kowtow, otherwise I will come up to the stage and shout every day. The beater Xu Qi'an, son, get out quickly."

The man's angry voice spread throughout the audience, and a large group of guests from the surrounding restaurants and teahouses poured out to watch the excitement.

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