Nightwatcher

"You read it to me, I can't understand cursive script." Xu Qi'an pushed it back again.

Xu Xinian's face froze, and he looked at him in a daze: "If that's the case, why did you ask me to write it?"

Because I'm in a bad mood today Xu Qi'an urged: "Don't talk nonsense, just read it if you tell me, elder brother is like a father, my words are useless?"

Xu Nian muttered a few times, greeted the eldest brother's family vaguely, then grabbed the rice paper and read.

"etc!"

When reading to a certain point, Xu Qi'an suddenly stopped.

He snatched the rice paper, stared at it carefully, and asked, "What's going on with this conversation, what's the follow-up? Is there no follow-up?"

Xu Erlang nodded: "There is no follow-up in the daily record, it should have been revised at the beginning. Well, what's wrong with this conversation?"

He couldn't hide his curiosity and looked at his eldest brother. From Xu Erlang's point of view, this conversation was nothing special. It was just a conversation between the late emperor and the head of the previous generation about cultivating Taoism and longevity.

Talking about longevity with a Taoist expert is like talking about classics with a great Confucian, it is extremely common.

Xu Qi'an didn't answer him, thinking on his own, diverging his thinking from this conversation and making associations.

Those who have been ordered by the heavens since ancient times have not been able to last forever. Can the Taoist method of longevity solve this great limit?

From this sentence, it can be seen that the first emperor knew that people with good luck could not live forever.

You can live forever, but you can't live forever

The "longevity" mentioned by the former Renzong Taoist should mean prolonging life, and the longevity in the second half of the sentence is the longevity that Emperor Yuan Jing was seeking.

One gas transforms three cleans, one person of three, or three heads of three, what does this sentence mean, did the first emperor ask casually, or did he have other deep meanings?

With doubts, Xu Qi'an continued to let the younger brother read on.

But there are no other suspicious clues.

"Erlang, you have to speed up the progress. Within three days, write down all the contents of the first emperor's daily records for the eldest brother. Remember to keep it secret, and don't let the people of the Imperial Academy discover that you are doing this. Let's investigate secretly and decide. Don’t let it out, or you’ll be in trouble.”

Based on the intuition of the old criminal policeman, Xu Qi'an thought that Emperor Yuan Jing's obsession with cultivating Taoism might have something to do with the late emperor.

In fact, the core doubt in this case is very simple. Since the emperor cannot live forever, why did Emperor Yuanjing practice Taoism!

When this doubt is solved, everything becomes clear.

Emperor Yuan Jing was not an idiot, even super saints, first-rank martial arts ancestors and Wu Zong could not live forever. Without a certain degree of certainty, or seeing some kind of hope, it was impossible for Yuan Jingdi to indulge in Taoism.

"En." Xu Erlang nodded, then said:

"Recently, I heard something in the court. There is a war in the north. Brother, do you know?"

"War in the north?" Xu Qi'an was taken aback.

That day he tore up Queen Zhenbei, took advantage of auspiciousness to know that Gu was seriously injured, and took advantage of Monk Shenshu Kai Wushuang to chase out of Chuzhou City and behead the third-rank barbarian beside the official road.

The purpose is to make the barbarians in the north seriously injured, and the dragons have no leader. In this way, just the barbarian tribes competing for the position of the new leader will be enough to cause chaos for a while.

It is impossible to disturb the northern border again.

However, the northern barbarians and the demons are connected with each other. It is impossible for the northern demons to take the opportunity to cannibalize the barbarians, which will only aggravate internal friction.

"Witch God Sect?!" Xu Qi'an blurted out.

"The Sorcerer's Sect took the opportunity to attack the demonic territory in the north and wanted to occupy the demonic territory. This is bad news for us Dafeng." Xu Erlang said.

"How's the battle going?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"I don't know the details, but I heard that the demons and barbarians are retreating steadily." Xu Erlang showed a serious look, and said, "I heard that the general who leads the army of the Witch God Cult is the king of Jingguo—Xiahou Yushu."

Who is this? Xu Qi'an was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly recalled the dossier of the Shanhaiguan Battle.

Xiahou Yushu, the king of the Yasukuni, led the Yasukuni army in the Battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago, ran for three days and nights, and cut off Dafeng's grain and grass supply line on the eve of the decisive battle.

It caught Wei Yuan by surprise, and that was the closest the allied forces came to victory, and it was only a short distance away from rewriting history.

Dafeng spoke highly of the king of Yasukuni, and considered him a handsome talent second only to Wei Yuan, especially in terms of overall planning and overall outlook.

In terms of leadership ability alone, Xiahou Yushu is stronger than King Zhenbei.

The Northeast has a vast territory and a sparsely populated area. The three kingdoms are Jing, Kang, and Yan.

All three countries believe in witch gods, and witch god religion is the state religion of the three northeastern countries. There, the power of theocracy is paramount, followed by imperial power, which is exactly the same as the class structure of the Western Regions.

The Northeast Three Kingdoms only practice two systems, the wizard system and the martial arts system.

"Hey, Wei Gong once said that after the autumn harvest, the Witch God Cult will be attacked, and now that the Witch God Cult has invaded the territory of the northern demons and barbarians, Dafeng is likely to send troops here. How can this be such a coincidence. I don't believe Wei Gong can predict this far. He To fight the Witch God Cult, there must be another purpose."

Xu Qi'an secretly frowned.

I don't know why, but he has a feeling that the mountain is about to come and the wind is overwhelming.

In the middle of the night, the full moon hangs high.

The cold moonlight shines on the lush mountain forest, and the night birds flutter their wings among the green forest, screaming mournfully.

A blue smoke curled up under the moonlight, passing through the forest, passing over the mountain peaks, passing over the lakes and rivers, and finally arrived at a cave, and got into it.

Passing through the winding cave passages, after a long time, Qingyan came to a valley in the cave. The cold moonlight shone down from the top, and the valley in the cave was full of bright moon flowers.

A high platform is built of stones, vines are wrapped around it, and flowers are blooming, forming a "flower platform" together.

The stone chair on the stage was covered with fluffy snow-white fox fur. A magnificent young woman sat lazily on a recline, with one hand resting on her head, and looked at the green smoke returning from the thousands of mountains and rivers with a smile.

Qingyan turned into an unreal woman, with graceful posture and charming temperament, but her face was blurred.

"Master, I'm back."

The woman salutes generously.

"Six years have passed by in a blink of an eye. You have done a good job. You were originally sent to the capital for the sealed item under Sangbo."

The beauty on the stone chair had a soft voice, she bent her legs, her skirt slid down, revealing two long legs like a white python, and said with a smile:

"I saw you write back, saying that you fell in love with a man, so I didn't urge you to come back. I put up with you for half a year, and ended the love in the world. Now, do you still have concerns in the capital?"

The woman lowered her head and did not answer.

The woman on the stone chair had a pair of seductive and charming eyes, she narrowed her eyes and said with a smile:

"Tsk tsk tsk, Floating Fragrance Oiran is famous all over the world. It's really beautiful. Have you forgotten your name, Ye Ji?"

"Ye Ji doesn't dare. Fu Xiang is the daughter of a criminal minister who died of illness six years ago. Ye Ji is just a dove occupying the magpie's nest and doing things with her body. Ye Ji will always be loyal to her master."

"If one day, I let you kill Xu Qi'an." The woman on the stone chair looked narrow, but her tone was chilling.

The woman trembled all over, Yingying fell to her knees, and said in a mournful voice: "Then Shu Yeji can no longer serve Master, please grant her death."

The woman on the stone chair sat up straight, giggled and said: "Naughty, you know that I can't kill you. Don't you always want to know how I will deal with Xu Qi'an.

"That day when I scattered you nine sisters all over Kyushu, I once said that if you can fall in love with the same man, he will be my future husband-in-law, the king of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

"Besides you, there is another girl who also fell in love with him."

Ye Ji suddenly raised her head, a little surprised and jealous: "Yes, who is it?"

The princess of the Wan Yao Kingdom smiled, she was glamorous and charming, she didn't answer Ye Ji's words, but instead said: "Cultivate here for a while, and I will reshape your physical body.

"Next, there are new tasks for you to do."

early morning.

Tianji and Tianshu led their spies and rode horses to Baifeng Mountain in the western suburbs.

The huge archway is written with the words "Qinglong Temple", and the winding stone steps extend to the depths of the jungle and to the magnificent temple on the top of the mountain.

Leaving a few people behind to take care of the horses, Tianji and Tianshu climbed up the steps and entered the temple.

After getting the disciple's biography, the two spies of Tianzihao met the abbot of Qinglong Temple - Monk Panshu.

The old monk, with a white beard hanging down to his chest, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, sat cross-legged in the meditation room, and said kindly, "My lords, what do you need to come to our temple?"

Tianji took out a folded portrait from his bosom, unfolded it, and said, "Can host Pan Shu know this person?"

The monk in the portrait has a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and rough features. It is the monk Hengyuan.

"Amitabha."

Monk Panshu clasped his hands together and said, "He is Hengyuan, poor monk's apprentice."

Tianji and Tianshu looked at each other, their eyes flashed, Tianji leaned forward slightly, staring at Monk Panshu: "Is this person in the temple?"

Monk Panshu shook his head: "This person has been away from the monastery for more than two years. In that year, Heng Hui, another apprentice of the poor monk, disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown. Since then, Heng Yuan has gone down the mountain to look for it, but he has never returned to the monastery.

"This matter, any disciple in the temple can testify. If you don't believe me, you can find out just by asking."

Tianji nodded: "Thank you for presiding over the summoning of disciples."

After asking the disciples in the temple and getting a unified answer, Tianji and Tianshu left the temple and walked down the stone steps side by side.

Tianji slowly said: "More than two years ago, Heng Hui from Qinglong Temple eloped with Princess Pingyang and was assassinated by the Liang party. Later, Xu Qi'an tracked down the Sangbo case and found out this old story."

Tianshu said "Yes": "The monks in the temple said that Hengyuan was very unpopular in the temple, and he never came back after he went down the mountain. It is very likely that he has left the capital."

Tianji pondered for a moment, and said: "The monk in the temple said that this person is nosy, so after two years in the capital, he will always leave traces, there will be many people who know him, so send people to the outer city to inquire Don't startle the snake."

Xu Mansion, breakfast time.

Lina drinks porridge: Ton, ton, ton.

Xiaodouding drinking porridge: tons, tons, belch

Others drank porridge and ate vegetables slowly.

Second Uncle Xu grinned while stroking the peace knife.

The aunt said angrily: "I know how to touch the knife all day long, so you can sleep with the knife."

"Okay." Second Uncle Xu said, looking at his nephew.

"Okay." Xu Qi'an nodded, "Taiping, you spend more time with Second Uncle."

My aunt yelled angrily, "Both uncle and nephew don't have any good things."

She turned to look at her son and said, "Erlang, how are you and that Miss Wang family doing?"

"Why are you talking about that?" Xu Erlang said with some coyness.

"Haven't you been to Wang's family? Then, should we also invite other girls to come to our house? Although my Xu family is not from a scholarly family, I know how to be polite. You go and invite her to come to your house as a guest."

The aunt is pinching the fan of a housewife.

Aunt, if you want to say that, then I have to buy melon seeds in advance Xu Qi'an's spirit perked up.

"It's not proper etiquette. I invite her to come to the house. It's not a good name." Xu Erlang exposed his mother's half-heartedness.

"In my name, it is considered proper etiquette to invite Miss Wang's family to sit at the house." Xu Lingyue said softly.

Xu Erlang thought for a while and said, "All right."

Xu Qi'an continued: "Then set a time, don't delay too long, it's best within a few days."

When the aunt heard the words, she couldn't help but look at her nephew: "Why is Da Lang so enthusiastic?"

I'm not enthusiastic, I just can't wait to see you being hanged and beaten by your future wife Xu Qian said that he finally had some fun in his boring investigation career.

Then, he looked at Xu Lingyue again.

Is it Wang Simu who hangs and beats the future mother-in-law, or is it the sister-in-law who rides the horse and fights the sister-in-law to save the mother from danger?

This is no more interesting than Goulan's opera.

"As the eldest brother, I naturally have to care about Erlang's marriage. Erlang's marriage is settled, so Lingyue's marriage can be put on the agenda." Xu Qi'an said seriously.

Xu Lingyue lowered her head, her beautiful eyes flashed.

"That's right!" My aunt agreed deeply.

After breakfast, Xu Qi'an returned to the room and glanced at Zhong Li who was eating at the table.

The messy black hair was parted a little, revealing a small cherry mouth, wriggling slightly like a rabbit gnawing on a carrot.

Although she had never seen Zhong Li's full face, she could see that she was a beauty with exquisite facial features from the occasional eyes or lips.

"Go, go, I'm going to write a memo."

Xu Qi'an drove her away from the desk.

Zhong Li hugged the bowl and squatted beside the bed to continue eating.

"Practice "intelligence" this morning, and combine all kinds of unique skills in one sword as soon as possible, heaven and earth cut + heart sword + lion's roar + peace knife, I have a hunch that when I cultivate "intelligence", I will be in the realm of the fourth rank.

"I went on a date with Lin'an in the afternoon, and I "accidentally" touched Lin'an's waist the day before yesterday, it's so soft."

"I can't stay at home tomorrow, I'm going to sleep with the widow, and I have to take her out shopping and wandering."

"I went to Huaiqing Mansion the morning after tomorrow to meet my cold goddess. It's not good to neglect her. I haven't chatted with her for a long time. It's a yearning to chat with a knowledgeable beauty.

"I promised Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao in the afternoon, and listened to the music on the Goulan. Jiaofang Division, alas, I won't go to Jiaofang Division."

"I promised Li Miaozhen the day after tomorrow to buy food and give away porridge. I told her, this stupid heroine, that it is better to teach someone how to fish than to give someone a fish. But the stupid woman said, what can you teach someone to fish? I was speechless." Yes.

"In the afternoon, take Lina, Caiwei and Xiaodouding to a restaurant for dinner"

"Then, I have to go to sleep with the widow again."

After writing this, Xu Qi'an felt that something was wrong.

Hey, where's my business? What about the case I want to investigate?

He wrote at the end of the memo: "Xu Qi'an, Xu Qi'an, you can't hang around women all day long and ignore the business."

A few seconds later, he crossed out the sentence and changed it to: "I need a copy of "Master Luo's Time Management"."

After writing the memo with great melancholy, he glanced at Zhong Li, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed to practice after breakfast, and thought that it would be better for Fifth Senior Sister to stay quietly in the fish pond.

Neither acting as a demon nor delaying your business.

At this time, the porter Lao Zhang ran over and said at the door: "Da Lang, someone is looking for you."

Xu Qi'an heard the words and responded, "Who?"

"It's a girl who calls herself Meier."

Meier, Xu Qi'an, Fuxiang's personal maid, was silent for a moment, and said: "Lead her to the outer hall, and I'll go there right away."

He put the memo in the book and told Zhong Li: "Don't peek."

Zhong Li nodded obediently.

Leaving the room, passing through the inner courtyard, and coming to the outer hall, he saw the handsome Meier sitting by the chair, with her back straight, sitting upright, seeming a little nervous.

There is a small cloth bag on the coffee table at hand.

"Mel."

Xu Qi'an stepped into the inner hall, pressed his hand towards the girl who stood up anxiously, and said softly: "Is there any trouble?"

Different from before, Meier was dressed quite plainly, with a plain face, far inferior to the glamorous attire she had in Yingmei Xiaoge.

He guessed that Meier might have been bullied in Jiaofang Division.

"Xu Yinluo no, Mr. Xu."

Mei Er shook her head and said: "I am no longer in the Jiaofang Division. Before Miss Fuxiang left, she left some of her savings to me and asked me to use them to redeem myself. I plan to go back to my hometown to serve my parents. Then, I will find another The honest man is married."

Hell, what the hell did the honest man do? Why did the other world treat them like this? Xu Qi'an smiled gently, "So, you came to say goodbye to me?"

It's good to be a good person, Fuxiang has a heart, and I hope she is well now.

Mei'er shook her head again: "Before Miss Fuxiang leaves, there are a few things I want to pass on to you."

Xu Qi'an's pupils shrank slightly.