Nightwatcher

The one surnamed Zhou looks like a dude with no brains, pretending to be so like that?

It doesn't have to be a pretense, a dude doesn't mean he has no brains, he made good use of the dude's methods, provoked troubles, used relationships, beat me up and tried to take me away.

And, the side effects of doing so are minimal. Although the Jingcha is approaching, a negligible subordinate will be killed; if the county government arrests quickly, can it be possible to shake the servant of the household department and be a dignified third-ranker?

It's just that the surname Zhou didn't expect that not only would I have a relationship with Si Tianjian, but even a great scholar from Yunlu Academy would personally come forward to think of this, Xu Qi'an felt like walking a tightrope.

"Since the day I broke the tax and bank case, I have offended the servant of the household department and passively got involved in it.

Fortunately, I still want to stay away from the imperial power and become a rich man with wives and concubines, living a boring and unpretentious life.

If it wasn't for Erlang who just wanted to send a poem to the elders of the college, if it wasn't for my sudden whim a few days ago and writing a little chemistry knowledge from memory, I might have been cold.

He didn't even understand the real reason why he was killed, he only thought that he offended the second generation of dudes. "

Coincidentally, one after another, it was luck that allowed me to survive this crisis! ! Xu Qi'an took a breath, and suddenly his heart moved: "Miss Caiwei, are you expecting?"

"Hmm." Chu Caiwei swallowed the food in her mouth, "Eighth-rank warlocks are called qi-watching masters. The qi-watching technique is the most basic ability of our warlocks. The subsequent miracles are all based on watching qi."

When she talked about her cultivation system, she seemed chatty and excited, and chirped, "But, do you know why the ninth rank of a warlock is not an aura master but a healer?"

Xu Qi'an shook his head, and asked like a joke: "Isn't it that you warlocks all have a heart to save lives and heal wounds?"

Chu Caiwei straightened her waist, put on a serious look, seemed to enjoy the feeling of being a teacher, and said:

"Everything in the world has an aura, among which people are the most important. The eight sufferings of life, the seven emotions and six desires are all auras. Doctors who save lives and heal the wounded will inevitably be contaminated with life, old age, sickness and death. Over time, a pair of clear pupils that can see through aura will be born."

I like this kind of girl who knows everything without saying anything. Xu Qi'an said: "Then can you see my strength?"

Chu Caiwei wiped her small mouth with a handkerchief, and stared at him, with fresh air bursting out from her bright black eyes, occupying the pupils a little bit.

Under the gazing eyes filled with clear light, Xu Qi'an's spiritual sense was touched, like a thorn in his back, very uncomfortable.

After a while, the light in Chu Caiwei's eyes faded, and her face remained as usual: "The aura is light red mixed with black aura."

"What's the meaning?"

"Red means that you are an official. But the lighter color means that you are a low-level subordinate. Black air is a symbol of bad luck. I think you have a deep understanding of this."

Xu Qi'an frowned, and tentatively asked: "Is there no other color? For example, the color that symbolizes the Son of Destiny."

"It's good for you to say this in front of me. If someone listens to it, it will be a crime of disrespect. Except for the emperor, no one dares to call himself the Son of Destiny." Chu Caiwei was taken aback. Do you have the confidence to think that you are the son of destiny?

Dragon, dragon, keep your eyes open, take a good look again! !

She couldn't see it, maybe it was a matter of rank, or my European emperor's physique had nothing to do with my temperament Xu Qi'an looked calm on the surface, but his thoughts were fluctuating.

Snapped!

Chu Caiwei slapped Xu Qi'an's hand holding the food away again, puffed up her cheeks, and expressed her displeasure: "You wait until I'm full, and I'll give you food when I'm full."

Xu Qi'an glanced at the half-destroyed sumptuous food, and secretly guessed how many months her belly was pregnant.

"By the way, what is the current situation of the servant of the household department?" Xu Qi'an sat upright, not looking at the food.

"The Household Department impeached Zhou Shilang a few days ago, and the paper was suppressed by His Majesty." Chu Caiwei said, paused, and she added:

"Those two committed suicide in fear of crime."

So there is no evidence? But these days, the emperor really wants to kill someone. In fact, no evidence is needed. Everyone can testify freely. It may also involve party disputes or the emperor has other ideas. I don’t know about the court. Officialdom's old fritters explore the tone

So Xu Qi'an inquired around, but Chu Caiwei was not interested in the affairs of the court, and did not give valuable information.

"Oh, you're so annoying. Our Si Tianjian doesn't ask about court affairs." Being asked urgently, she raised her brows upside down, looking unhappy.

I seem to have hit her self-esteem as a teacher. Xu Qi'an wisely stopped asking.

"How much money is this table?" Xu Qi'an ate happily.

After eating and drinking, Chu Caiwei calculated with her fingers for a long time, and then there was nothing else.

"Huh?" Xu Qi'an looked up.

"I gave the store 4 taels of silver, and I got back 60 copper coins." Chu Caiwei said distressedly: "Then how much did I spend?"

The frowning look is very cute, reminding Xu Qi'an of the appearance of a seven-year-old girl when she was doing math problems.

"" Xu Qi'an pondered: "I don't know either."

One tael of silver is equal to eight qian, and one qian is equal to one hundred wen. Because it is not a 10:1 ratio, it greatly increases the difficulty of calculation.

Judging by her appearance, she probably only knows how to read and write, but she has never learned arithmetic.

So Xu Qi'an didn't want to be a hero.

When Chu Caiwei heard this, her eyebrows and eyes curled up, feeling that Xu Qi'an was of the same kind.

"Then how did you calculate so well when you solved the case?"

"I've been thinking about it for a long time."

"Oh." Chu Caiwei stared at him: "You don't seem to be happy with your food?"

"No, the taste is just average."

"Nonsense, this is Zuixinju, the best restaurant in the southern part of the city."

"I've eaten better."

Chu Caiwei's eyes lit up.

Xu Qi'an went on to say: "Come to my house when you are free, and I will cook something delicious for you."

Alchemy room.

A group of white clothes surrounded the experimental equipment, staring at Song Qing's operation.

The porcelain cup holder, which is as thin as an eggshell, is baked on the fire candle, and the steam curls up. The water in the porcelain cup evaporates and crystallizes.

Song Qing flicked her fingers, and a cluster of bright flames enveloped the crystal and slowly melted.

"If I had this skill in my previous life, flicking my fingers and lighting a cigarette would definitely be a powerful tool for picking up girls." Xu Qi'an was a little envious of flashy warlocks.

The sodium chloride crystals melted, and Song Qing showed a dignified look. She was stuck in the next link countless times in the past:

Lightning strike!

Song Qing subconsciously looked at Xu Qi'an beside her.

Including the big-eyed cute girl Chu Caiwei, other white clothes cast their gazes on Xu Dalang.

Xu Dalang nodded expressionlessly.

The fact that I didn't guide me aloud means that all my steps have been fine so far. Song Qing was so determined that she snapped her fingers.

A slightly bright arc suddenly flashed through the air, continuously pouring into the porcelain cup.

"Hold your breath."

Suddenly, everyone heard Xu Qi'an's voice, without hesitation, they immediately held their breath.

In fact, even if you inhale the poisonous gas directly, you non-human beings will be fine. Xu Qi'an just made everyone hold their breath out of inertia of thinking.

The next moment, a scene that shocked Si Tianjian Bai Yi happened.

Irregular silver-white lumps formed in the porcelain cup, just like silver, with fine salt that had not been completely transformed sticking to the edges of the lumps.

"Success, success"

"Brother Song Qing, how did you do it?"

The white-clothed people were startled. They had never succeeded before, but this time they managed to refine fake silver in one go.

Unsurprisingly, Miss Caiwei was able to refine fake silver that day, and she succeeded once, either because of bad luck or bad luck, because I was by my side, and it involved me Xu Qi'an watched silently and verified it Guess in my heart.

Song Qing glanced at the fake silver, then at the excited juniors, her face was a little bewildered.

I haven't changed anything. I used to think this way, he subconsciously glanced at Xu Qi'an, and found that the little policeman was not surprised at all, his eyes were dark, as if he had expected it.

Song Qing's heart moved: "Xu Ningyan, do you know the reason?"

Chu Caiwei, who was thinking, immediately looked at Xu Qi'an.

The other white-clothed people turned their heads one after another.

Xu Qi'an stood with his hands behind his back and smiled: "This question should not be asked to me, a mature alchemist should learn to think independently."

"I think you should be able to realize where the crux of the problem lies."