Nightwatcher

"What are you going to do in the bureau's office?" Wang Shoufu frowned slightly.

"Check someone."

Xu Qi'an blew the tea foam, drank tea, and said leisurely: "Don't worry, I won't make any troubles, Lord Shoufu don't need to worry."

Wang Shoufu nodded, what kind of troubles can happen in the file vault, the worst case is to burn the files, but this is not good for Xu Qi'an.

He was just curious about what Xu Qi'an wanted to do.

"I'm investigating the case." Xu Qi'an said.

Investigate? Curiosity and surprise flashed in Wang Shoufu's eyes, he pondered for a moment, and said lightly:

"Can the old man listen?"

"Of course, speaking of it, this matter is still related to Master Shoufu." Xu Qi'an smiled.

Wang Shoufu was taken aback for a moment, his originally relaxed sitting posture quietly became straight, his face was slightly serious, and he seemed to be in a state of discussion.

Then, he saw a secret letter slip out of Xu Qi'an's sleeve, and with a light palm lift, the secret letter floated down in front of him.

Confused, Wang Shoufu read the letter. He was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, as if he was remembering something, and finally he was only confused.

Wang Shoufu put the letter on the table, looked at Xu Qi'an, "Old man, I don't remember."

really! Xu Qi'an murmured: "Does the Chief Assistant have any impression of Su Hang in the letter?"

"The old man also has no impression of this person."

Wang Shoufu shook his head. After finishing speaking, his brows were furrowed. For a few seconds, he looked at Xu Qi'an with a serious tone, "Mr. Xu, what case are you investigating? Is the content of this secret letter true?"

He didn't remember such cooperation with Cao Guogong back then, and he was suspicious of the content of the letter.

Xu Qi'an thought for a while, and after weighing in his heart, decided to reveal some secrets, nodded and said:

"The content of the letter is accurate. As for why Mr. Shoufu forgot it, it was because the matter involved a warlock and was covered up. That's why the relevant personnel lost their memory."

Involving a warlock, the face of King Shoufu who erased Tianji changed slightly. He realized the seriousness of the situation and leaned forward slightly:

"Master Xu, can you explain more clearly?"

Immediately, Xu Qi'an told the story of Su Hang's old case, and only said that he promised a friend to help her find out the truth about her father's beheading. Accidentally discovered Cao Guogong's secret letter. Judging from the erased handwriting and past experience, the case is so involved that it requires a high-quality warlock to erase the secret.

After Wang Shoufu listened, he leaned back in his chair and said nothing for a long time.

"Si Tianjian has the ability to cover up secrets, and only the supervisor." Wang Shoufu pinched his brows, as if he was asking, but also asked himself: "What is the purpose of the supervisor doing this?"

How do I know, isn't this checking? Xu Qi'an shook his head.

"The old man gave you a handwritten letter, and you can use it to enter and exit the official department. If you need help in the future, just say it's okay." Wang Shoufu stared at Xu Qi'an and said:

"However, I have a condition. If Mr. Xu can find out the truth, I hope he can tell you. Well, I will investigate this matter secretly."

There was a big event in the court that year, and that event was shielded from the secrets. I, the person involved, had no memory of it and forgot about it.

It is definitely a big deal for the supervisor to take action to block the secret.

Xu Qi'an nodded and thanked politely.

After sending Xu Qi'an away, Wang Shoufu called the butler and said calmly, "Xu Jiaerlang is still at the house?"

Yesterday, he told Wang Simu that he wanted to keep Xu Erlang at home for dinner.

"Yes, the old slave will call him over now."

The butler immediately understood what the master meant, and bowed to retreat.

After a while, Xu Erlang, wearing a white long gown, with red lips and white teeth, stepped across the threshold and bowed in a neither humble nor overbearing way: "Master Shoufu."

Wang Shoufu was picking up a pen and writing on the spread rice paper, without looking up, he asked, "What is Erlang's ambition?"

Erlang's barking came naturally, without any embarrassment.

"Um?"

Wang Shoufu, who didn't wait for a reply, looked up and found that Xu Erlang was staring at him, staring at him

The corner of Wang Shoufu's mouth twitched: "Good ambition."

He put down his pen, looked at the words on the paper, and said with a smile: "If your elder brother hadn't acted out of righteousness, the old man might have to retire. In the officialdom, the most important thing is to know how to advance and retreat.

"No matter how clever you are and how many party members you have, the one sitting on the dragon chair can decide your life or death with one word. The former chief assistant can spend his old age peacefully only because he has learned the lessons from his predecessors."

Former Chief Assistant? That scum who only knows how to embezzle money and cater to His Majesty Xu Xinnian said in his heart.

Wang Shoufu continued: "Two hundred years ago, Yunlu Academy withdrew from the imperial court because of the struggle for the foundation of the country. Cheng Sheng erected a monument in the academy and wrote the death festival to repay the king's kindness. These are all showing the same thing to future generations.

"The king is the king, and the minister is the minister. Only by grasping this measure can you make a career in the court."

Xu Erlang frowned and asked, "What if I don't want to?"

Wang Shoufu laughed loudly: "If you don't want to, then what kind of official are you?"

Xu Erlang made a bow and said, "Student understands."

He has read history books well, and he can easily understand Wang Shoufu's words. There are countless powerful officials in all dynasties. But if the emperor wants to move him, no matter how powerful he is, the best end is to become an official.

Wang Shoufu suddenly sighed with emotion: "Your elder brother's character and character are admirable, but he is not suitable for court, so don't learn from him."

My eldest brother has often asked me for advice in recent days, why should I learn from him? Xu Erlang raised his chin proudly, and said, "The student knows."

Wang Shoufu nodded: "Let's stay for dinner tonight."

The official department, the case file library.

Xu Qi'an, who was changed into Xu New Year, moved out of the list of new scholars in the 10th year of Yuanjing with the help of officials.

Unexpectedly, the No. 1 scholar in Yuanjing's 10th year turned out to be the chief assistant Wang Zhenwen.

The second place is called Lu An.

Tanhua is blank, without a signature.

After finding him, Xu Qi'an stared at the blank space and said nothing for a long time.

"The living man whose name was erased was Tanhua in the 10th year of Yuanjing, a first-class Jinshi. Who is he, and why was he blocked? Is this person dead or alive now? It may be the first generation of supervisors.

"It can only be done by the contemporary Jianzheng, but why did the Jianzheng do this? What does the unnamed Qijulang have to do with Suhang? Suhang's name has not been erased, which means that he is not the Qijulang, but Definitely related."

Based on the clues at hand, he made a simple hypothesis:

Back then, there was a party in the court, and Su Hang was one of the core members of the party, and the person who had his name wiped off was probably the leader of the party.

This party was very powerful, and it was besieged by various parties, and finally ended in dismal. Suhang's fate is proof.

But what Xu Qi'an couldn't figure out was, if it was just an ordinary party dispute, why did the supervisor have to erase the name of that living man? Why block the sky?

There must be a deeper layer of secrets here.

"Intuition tells me that this old story is very important. Well, this is nonsense, of course it is important, otherwise how could the supervisor block it. Sigh, I hate investigating old cases the most, no, I hate warlocks the most. Zhong Li and Cai Cai Wei's two cuties don't count."

Xu Qi'an left the official department, and rode his beloved filly, rattling down the street.

The little mare is very considerate, and keeps a speed that is neither too fast nor too slow, so that Xu Qi'an can take the opportunity to think about things instead of focusing on driving.

"When I investigated the Sangbo case, it also involved the first generation of supervisors. There is no record in the historical materials. In the end, Huaiqing, who was ice and snow smart, locked the clues to the Qinglong Temple through the decline of the Buddhist temple five hundred years ago. It has something to do with Buddhism, and it has something to do with the prosperity of Buddhism in the Central Plains five hundred years ago.

"Huaiqing's method can also be applied to this living man. I can look up some major events of the year and find clues from them."

After finalizing his thoughts, he continued to think about Emperor Yuan Jing.

He wanted to investigate Emperor Yuan Jing before, only out of the old detective's sense of smell, thinking that it was not enough for Emperor Yuan Jing to take such a big risk for the sake of the Soul Pill, and join forces with King Bei to massacre the city.

After all, soul pills are not kidney treasures, and the three of them will live forever, so they will not slaughter the city at all.

After the trip to Jianzhou, he became more and more sure that there was something wrong with Emperor Yuan Jing, and those who had luck could not live forever, so why is the old emperor still messing around?

As the king of a country, it is impossible for him not to know this secret. Gao Zu and Wu Zong are examples.

"Now we can only look for clues from the daily life record, and it must be the former emperor's daily life record. If Emperor Yuan Jing really has a secret, he will definitely deal with it.

"But he can't completely erase the traces. For example, there may be some important clues hidden in the late emperor, but it is inconspicuous, or others cannot find it. It must be understood by someone who has certain information.

"If there is no clue from the first emperor, I can only find my aunt. My aunt has taught Emperor Yuan Jing to practice Taoism for so many years, it is impossible to not see any clues?"

"Then, it's the first generation of Jianzheng's mess. I have to find out the place of Xuzhou first. Well, Wei Gong and Erlang will help find it. By the way, when I have a date with Mounting Mounted tomorrow, I will ask her to help pass the letter." To Huaiqing, ask her to help check Xuzhou too.

"I must make reasonable use of the masters to do things for me. By the way, the progress of comprehending the "meaning" must not be missed, although I have no idea. Give myself a vacation tomorrow, go to the bar to listen to music, and miss Fuxiang a little bit up"

There are so many things! Xu Qi'an rode on the filly, ups and downs rhythmically.

Back at Xu's Mansion, I saw Susu sitting on the ridge of the roof from a distance, holding a red umbrella, like a beautiful mountain ghost, tempting people who drive the mountain road.

No, she was originally a ghost.

They're back! Xu Qi'an jumped onto the roof and sat beside the female ghost.

"What are you doing!" Susu gave him an annoyed look.

Xu Qi'an poked her chest, only to hear a "poof", it broke.

He was suddenly disappointed: "You should also go to Sitianjian to ask Song Qing for a body?"

"Bah, apprentice!"

Susu lowered her head, glanced at her own chest, spat at him, and hummed:

"I'm not going to ask for a physical body. The master said, now that I want a physical body, I was dragged into the room by you to sleep. I think what she said is quite reasonable, so wait until you find out about my father's case someday." The truth, I will go for the flesh."

"Your master is purely slandering me."

"Really?" Susu looked at her suspiciously.

"Really, I can sleep with you here, who said I have to be dragged into the room."

"Go, go." Susu spat at him.

Xu Qi'an jumped off the roof, walked across the yard, and saw outside the kitchen, the cook was killing geese. Xu Lingyin, who had two buns in her hair, squatted aside and watched eagerly.

Her master, Xiao Heipi from southern Xinjiang, also squatted aside and watched.

Big and small, the contrast is stark.

"Lingyin, brother is back." Xu Qi'an shouted.

Xiao Douding ignored him and concentrated on watching the goose being killed and plucking its feathers.

Is she fantasizing about which part to start eating from? This stupid kid, only seeing Xu Qi'an complaining in his heart, entered the inner hall.

Li Miaozhen and her aunt were sitting in the hall talking, and there were a few leftover crystal pastries on the table.

When the aunt saw her nephew came back, she raised her sharp jaw and signaled: "The pastries on the table are left for you by Lingyin. She was afraid that she would stay here, so she couldn't resist eating the pastries, so she ran outside went."

Xu Qi'an turned his head sharply, looked outside the door, and laughed.

"Where is Erlang, take a rest today, you went out together, why didn't he come back?" Auntie asked, looking outside.

"Wang Shoufu hosted a banquet for him, so I don't think he will come back today." Xu Qi'an laughed.

After dusk, the gates of the imperial city were closed, and it was impossible for Xu Erlang to come back today.

"Master Shoufu hosted a banquet to entertain him." The aunt was shocked.

Although Da Lang mercilessly exposed the "personal relationship" between Er Lang and Miss Wang's family not long ago, my aunt did not expect such a fast progress.

What's more, Wang Shoufu even hosted a banquet in honor of Erlang.

"It's not right for this family to be inappropriate, oh, really." The aunt was a little annoyed and helpless: "Marrying a daughter of the chief assistant's family, isn't it marrying a Bodhisattva?"

"Auntie, you are the head of the house, and this daughter-in-law has come in, and I rely on you to teach her." Xu Qi'an arched his fire.

With Wang Simu's temperament and skill, it would be interesting to come in the door in the future and bully her aunt to cry every day. Xu Qi'an is looking forward to her future life.

The aunt puffed out her chest, looked at Zixiong, and said: "That's natural, even if she is the daughter of the first assistant, she has to obey me obediently when she enters the Xu family."

Li Miaozhen glanced at her, but said nothing.

At dusk, Jiaofang Division.

In the master bedroom of Yingmei Xiaoge, there was a violent coughing sound.

The servant girl sat under the eaves, guarding the small stove, listening to the sound of the lady coughing from inside.

Madame Fuxiang has been ill for a while, more than half a month ago, the Yingmei Xiaoge stopped playing tea, and since then, the lady has been sick in bed, becoming increasingly haggard.

My mother invited many famous doctors to see Mrs. Fuxiang, but none of them recovered. Gradually, my mother stopped inviting doctors.

At the beginning, the daughter was older and the daughter was shorter, then she became cold and indifferent, and in the end she simply stopped visiting, and even transferred away the beautiful maids and guards in the courtyard.

There is no need for them to guard a sick child who is only half-breathed, isn't it?

"My lady used to be so beautiful. The head of Jiaofang, the number one oiran, Xu Yinluo's good friend. Now she is down and out, and no one comes to see her. Xu Yinluo has no news, and hasn't come to Jiaofang for a long, long time. .”

"Hmph, that bitch must have stabbed my wife with that paper figurine." The maid sat by the stove, wiping her tears and thinking angrily.