Nightwatcher Chapter 43: Challenge the silver gong

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This woman looks like over thirty, with a normal figure and a mediocre appearance.

Xu Qi'an, a beauty of the same age, has met many, such as Concubine Chen; such as the queen; such as his aunt. In terms of appearance, value and body, everyone has to hang this woman.

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

Coquettish.... Yes, it's this coquettish and willful.

This kind of temperament appears in an old aunt, but it is rare.

Xu Qi'an knew it in his heart, but didn't admit it: "What purse?"

"The light green purse, there are twenty taels of gold in it." The woman pressed her hands on the tabletop, looking down at Xu Qi'an, gritted her teeth and said: "Give it back to me."

Yellow, gold? ! Xu Qi'an was heartbroken, and the surface was still calm, even puzzled: "Auntie, your purse is lost, what does it matter to me?"

"Auntie!?" she screamed.

The aunt's face was flushed with anger, her ears were red, her eyes widened, she stared at Xu Qi'an angrily.

What's the matter with this reaction? How old is she? I don't know how old I am... Xu Qi'an waved her hand and sent her away: "I didn't pick up your wallet, hurry up and get out."

The woman took a deep breath and looked back and shouted: "Come here!"

At the entrance of the stairs, the head probed to reveal a child's face. It was the child who was scared off by Xu Qi'an just now, and the child who witnessed him picking up his purse.

"It was him. He picked up his purse and threatened me." The child pointed at Xu Qi'an and said loudly.

The surrounding alcoholic drinkers looked sideways, and the seductive woman also looked over and watched the play with a smile.

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

The child shook his head and stared at Xu Qi'an warily.

Xu Qi'an took out a grain of broken silver from his arms and flicked his finger. After the silver hit the ground, he rolled in front of the child gruntingly. He smiled and said:

"You say it again, I didn't hear clearly just now."

The child picked up the broken silver with a smile, and said loudly: "I haven't seen anything, I don't know anything."

Xu Qi'an laughed, "Go buy candied haws to eat."

The child went downstairs happily.

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

The surrounding alcoholic also looked away, not interested in watching anymore, and continued to pay attention to the competition on the ring.

Even a rookie who is a newcomer to Beijing knows that the guards are the local snakes of the capital, and they are not to be offended. At first glance, this woman had long hair, and she didn't know how powerful it was.

Don't mention picking up your purse, you are dragging you into the box for luck. If you don't have a backstage, there is nothing wrong.

The woman stared at Xu Qi'an for a moment, and suddenly smiled, unexpectedly a little unspeakably charming.

She sat down generously, picked up Xu Qi'an's unused bowls and chopsticks, and ate without anyone else. She seemed to be really hungry. She started to eat a little anxiously. After filling her stomach, she immediately became elegant.

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

Xu Qian responded calmly: "Auntie, just a few bites of food, not enough."

The woman guessed that she was hungry at the time of the meal, and as soon as she touched her purse and disappeared, she searched for her and found him.

Auntie... She gritted her teeth again.

"Hmph, I said he is the elder brother who is lying on the elder's merit book, otherwise, how could he become a silver gong at a young age." A young hero next to him lowered his voice and said bitterly.

The woman who was about the age of her aunt gave Xu Qi'an a provocative look upon hearing this.

"Yes, even if an aunt's purse is greedy, I know it is not a good thing." Another young hero whispered.

When the woman heard this, she said blankly: "You are a silver gong anyway, and others are slandering and talking behind your back, aren't you angry?"

This woman is very careful...Xu Qi'an smiled and asked: "What do you think should be done."

The woman said angrily: "All are sent to the NPC prison."

These words were heard by the young heroes at the neighboring table, but they did not raise the bar and silently silenced. After all, he still didn't dare to provoke others.

"This is too much. People just spit out a few words." Xu Qi'an finished speaking and added: "Looking at the poor, I can't squeeze a few taels of silver, a waste of energy."

The young heroes dare not speak.

The woman stopped paying attention to Xu Qi'an, drinking and eating food while happily watching the martial arts fighting in the ring.

The reason why Xu Qi'an didn't drive away this interesting aunt was because she didn't think she was so ordinary on the outside.

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

But her identity should be unusual. Normal people don't bring so much money to go out. It's half a catty, and if it's twenty taels, it's probably over a catty.

It’s not heavy, even a child can afford this tiny amount of weight, but twenty taels of silver is equivalent to a year’s savings for ordinary people.

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

And this aunt, dressed in an ordinary woman's clothes, has pretty jet-black hair, tied with a wooden hairpin. In the words of Xu Qi'an in his life:

One hundred dollars can’t be more than one.

However, such an ordinary aunt, who just pinched her waist and stared at the black heart who had picked up her lost large sum of money, was more annoyed that Xu Qi'an had not returned the thing than she lost.

This is the kind of tolerance that ordinary people can have?

Twenty taels of silver, if it were Xu Qi'an himself, he would have been fighting the guy who picked up the money and didn't pay it back.

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

"This adult, can the little woman accompany the adult for a few drinks?"

At this moment, the slutty and seductive woman walked over with her wine glass and her face, twisting her waist.

Xu Qi'an found out that she was wearing a long skirt with a waist, a ribbon outlines a small waist that is gripped by a small waist, this figure, tusk...

He subconsciously glanced at the aunt next to her. She was wearing a very conservative, thick cloth. She was at this age, and her figure might not be much better.

"Of course you can."

Xu Qi'an hurriedly motioned for the beauty to take a seat, but the problem came. All four stools were seated, and a charming woman with a pair of beautiful apricot eyes looked left and right, unwilling to sit.

She didn't dare to offend the two gongs, so she looked at the woman softly, and chuckled: "This aunt..."

The aunt turned her head fiercely, staring at the enchanting woman aggressively, but after looking up and down, this aunt in her 30s gave a disdainful "he", turned her head and continued to watch the fight. .

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

In the past, wherever she went, it was the focus of men's eyes.

In the eyes of men, her every move is full of style, sensuality, and blood rushing to the head.

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

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

Xu Qi'an glanced at the brass gong on the left. The gong was very sensible, so he immediately picked up his saber and said respectfully: "My lord, I went to visit the street."

Xu Qi'an gave an "um", smiled and made a please gesture: "Woman, please sit down."

The enchanting woman smiled and sat down with her skirt.

She has been observing Xu Qi'an for a long time. This man is a good prey. First of all, he has a handsome appearance, delicate features like sculptures, and his eyes are shining like stars.

The high nose bridge and thick black sword eyebrows, combined with the tough facial contours, give a masculine breath to the face.

In addition, what makes her even more concerned about the identity of Xu Qi'an Yin Gong, who has achieved this position at a young age, is either her own talent is too good, or there are elders in the family with real power.

Either way, it is worthy of her friendship and closeness.

"I haven't consulted the adult Gao's name yet."

"Xu Qi'an...the girl's name?"

"Rongrong."

Girl Rongrong, do you have a brand...Xu Qi'an smiled and said: "A good name, a name like a god, with a person like a god."

Ms. Rong Rong covered her mouth and smiled and added: "The slave family also has a title called the Ecstasy."

Xu Qi'an put down the wine glass and looked at Girl Rongrong repeatedly, who was staring at him naked and didn't care, but stood tall.

"Long admired the name."

Xu Qi Anxin said, I'm out of luck. In the morning, I just heard my second uncle talk about the four most beautiful women in Beijing, and I met at noon.

"Ahem!"

He put down the wine glass and introduced himself: "It turned out to be Miss Rongrong, the hand of Ecstasy. Let's meet again, the official Xu Qi'an, and my uncle is working as an errand for the guard."

The ecstasy hand Rongrong felt disappointed.

Although Mitobe is one of the five guards in the capital, the position determines the power, and it is not a prominent yamen.

But Xu Qi'an's next sentence made Girl Rongrong change her understanding.

"I used to follow Wei Gong's command and made great contributions in the battle of Shanhaiguan. It is precisely because of this relationship that I was able to find a job as an official and a half-post in the government.

"The honorary king is my uncle, and he has a good relationship with my father. My father is an earl. It is a pity that he went early and failed to win the qualification for hereditary replacement. When I came to my place, there was only a small viscount. "

My uncle is a close friend of Wei Gong, his father and the honorary king are acquainted with Mo Ni, she is both a silver gong and a viscount.........Girl Rong Rong was stunned, her beautiful eyes staring unblinkingly Xu Qi'an.

She had heard that the capital of the city was like a cloud, and she met a guy who might be an official at home.

But, no matter how high the official is, there is Wei Yuangao? No matter how noble the status is, is there a noble king?

For a while, Rongrong became more and more enthusiastic.

Because of socializing in his previous life, he did not go out and out of the night scene very often. It is not easy to tease this kind of woman, but it is not greedy for her body. Xu Qi'an just misses the original feeling.

Occasionally speaking some vulgar words and joking a few words, this charming woman who calls herself Rong Rong and nicknamed Ecstasy will not be angry.

Changed to a good girl, already blushing and screaming at him: Bah, my apprentice.

The tougher personality, the 24k titanium alloy slap of the steel straight daughter has already been called.

At this moment, Rong Rong looked at the ring, and said, as if asking or taking an exam: "Xu Gongzi thinks, which of these two loses and who wins?"

"Naturally, it is the young hero who makes swords." Xu Qi'an did not hesitate.

"Fools can see it too." The old aunt snorted coldly, brushing her sense of existence.

The young swordsman used the axe from start to finish to fight, strolling in the courtyard, and his exquisite swordsmanship, which drew cheers from the melon-eaters from time to time.

"Before the Qi realm, the level of strength depends on the physique. The man who makes the axe is superior to the young man who uses the sword regardless of his strength or physique. But why is he at a disadvantage? Just fancy." Xu Qi'an said.

The old aunt didn't respond, but quietly raised her ears.

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

"Actor?"

Rong Rong has never heard of this term.

"It's just acting every time." Xu Qi'an explained.

Rong Rong suddenly realized that she admired: "That's it, Master Xu's eyes are like torches."

Speaking, the matching expression in his eyes showed worship.

Old Siji...Xu Qi'an didn't break it, and smiled triumphantly.

Ms. Rong Rong has a deep breath, and she is not a weak hand. She must have seen through the tricks in the ring. The unruly old aunt hasn't seen it yet, and she is skeptical of Xu Qi'an's words.

At this moment, the young hero on the ring opened the man's axe with a sword, and kicked the opponent's chest with a kick. The man let go of the big axe and flew out of the ring.

After that, for a long time no one came to the stage to compete.

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

Xu Qi'an pretended not to hear it, and she didn't entangle her, just watched Xu Qi'an for a long time, got up and went downstairs without saying a word.

"The back view is not bad." The only remaining gong said with emotion.

After speaking, he found that he was despised by Xu Qi'an and Rongrong.

"Does the young man lack maternal love since he was a child."

Xu Qi'an patted the shoulder of the small copper gong, then reached into his arms, and took out the light green purse, and opened it to see that there were ingots of yellow, orange, and orange gold.

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

Xu Qi'an fastened the ears of the purse and said, "Don't worry about this kind of ill-gotten wealth."

Gently toss, throw the purse out of the building.

Immediately afterwards, there was a woman's scream from downstairs. The purse hit the old aunt’s toes. She squatted on the ground, her skirts spread out, her eyes filled with tears, and she grinned bitterly while grinning. He looked up at the second floor.

"Auntie, go home quickly." Xu Qi'an reminded kindly.

The old aunt bit her lip, picked up her purse, and left with a swagger.

.........

Xu Qi'an still fights with Girl Rongrong, and both parties are committed to keeping each other in their own fish ponds. There are not too many scumbags in this era, they like to be coquettish, and then train young handsome men into their skirts.

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

Xu Qi'an hasn't met a scumbag for a long time, so he happily accompanies her.

About a quarter of an hour later, a roar suddenly came from the direction of the ring: "Xu Qi'an, roll down for the uncle."

"???"

Xu Qi'an looked out blankly~IndoMTL.com~ saw a man in a coarse cloth standing on the ring. He was eight feet tall, with a beard, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Standing proudly on the ring, with great momentum.

Even if you are watching the lively people, you can perceive the aura of this hero, which is different from those of the former heroes.

Xu Qi'an is a little bit inexplicable, and his heart said who you are so special.

"Master Xu knows this person?"

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

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

"Then leave it alone." Rong Rong said softly, "This human body has a gleaming light, and is a master of the copper-skin and iron-bones realm........Mr. Xu naturally doesn't bother him, but People are all around, fighting against each other for fear of hurting the innocent."

These words are euphemistic, which saves Xu Qi'an face. But Rong Rong knew in her heart that the ten Xu Qi'an might not be the opponent of that master.

After all, he was the silver gong that relied on the merits of his ancestors.

"Fighter Yin Gong Xu Qi'an, get out for the uncle, kowtow to apologize, otherwise the uncle will squeeze your eggs today." the man yelled.

"Wow....."

The people onlookers and quakers were in an uproar.

It turns out that Xu Qi'an was actually a famous hitman 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 taken aback for a moment, and then quickly turned back to look at Xu Qi'an.

Their faces are almost carved out of a mold—gloating for misfortune.

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

The angry voice of the man spread throughout the audience, and a large group of guests watched the excitement in the surrounding wine shop and teahouse.

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