Nightwatcher Chapter 101: House copying

Little turtle gong was beaten, not at all angry, with a smile on his face, his attitude was respectful, even flattering:

"Wait a minute, I will go now. Young Master Yang is coming, and the lady knows that she must be happy."

Xu Qi'an patronizes Fuxiang every three to five times. The courtyard has long believed that he is the lover of the Oiran lady. The small concierge is arrogant and indifferent to other guests, but he dare not neglect Xu Qi'an.

Want to kneel and lick.

Xu Qi'an led the watchman into the yard. The plum forest in the corner was floating with fragrance, and the white walls and tiles were quite elegant.

The Oiran lady heard that Xu Qi'an had made a reservation, and immediately asked the maid to put on a delicate make-up, and wore a pink and white floor-length skirt, revealing a delicate collarbone and white neck.

The white wrapped chest is looming in the tulle.

Floating Fragrance personally accompanies Xu Qi'an with tea and wine, and occasionally talks with her ears, smiling like a flower.

All the gongs I saw were envious.

Floating incense itself is quite a well-known oiran. After the release of the song "Dark Fragrant Floating Moon Twilight", its value has risen.

I heard that guests are no longer accompanied, at least it is impossible for ordinary people.

Even so, there are still more guests who come to Yingmei Xiaoge every day to drink, listen to music and play tea weirs than crucian carp who cross the river, because Floating Fragrant will occasionally come out as the commander and organize everyone to play the wine order.

After drinking for three rounds, Xu Qi'an gave Song Tingfeng a wink and stood up and said: "My colleagues, Xu is not strong enough to drink, please rest first, you play."

Of course, the gongs have no objection, they exchanged eyes with each other, and laughed.

The fragrant eyes gleamed and looked at Xu Qi'an strangely, then let him leave with his arms around his shoulders.

.....

After the bath, Xu Qi'an wore a white single, sitting lazily, twisting a wine glass in his hand.

"Xu Lang rarely brings colleagues over for drinks." The same person who had just finished bathing appeared sitting on the bed a little far away, tilting his head and wiping his hair.

She has warm skin and a flawless face. Amidst the shaking of the candle shadow, she is a little more enchanting and mysterious.

"This is a long story," Xu Qi'an drank a sip and sighed: "A few days ago, two golden gongs took a fancy to me, and they both wanted to recruit me, so they tried to beat the government. One."

Floating incense got out of bed, the skirt dropped, covering the two pairs of long snow-white legs, she hugged Xu Qi'an from behind, and smiled lightly: "Is the villain jealous?"

"Pinkeye has existed since ancient times." Xu Qi'an did not deny it.

"Xu Lang said earlier that the Nujia would entertain your colleagues for you." Fuxiang regretted.

She didn't pay much attention to the other gongs during the dinner.

"No need." Xu Qi'an smiled.

He has no lack of interpersonal skills. He puts the fragrant fragrance in his arms backhand, the glass of wine is poured, and the cold liquor flows down the fragrant snow-white neck.

"It's a pleasure to drink like this." Xu Qi'an laughed and lowered his head.

The scent of wine is soaking in again. Xu Qi'an makes an excuse to go out to breathe, leave the master bedroom, and go to the wine room to take a look. The colleagues are playing games happily in the sound of music, as if opening up a new world. door.

In fact, as long as enough money is given, the maids in the courtyard of the Jiaofang Division will not refuse. They have always been like this since ancient times.

Xu Qi'an jumped up to the wall, took a piece of paper from his arms, and ignited.

He lifted his head, two clear air shot through the night, fleeting.

In my sight, various auras appeared, and the world became colorful.

Xu Qi'an learned from Chu Caiwei that the aquamarine represents the demon spirit. During the night tour, he clearly saw the green light flashing above the Jiaofang Division.

This means that there are evildoers hidden in the Jiaofang Division, which is a bold guess, because Jiaofangsi is a place where high-ranking officials usually drink for fun. Such a place actually hides evildoers.

But this is the case.

This time, Xu Qi'an kept in mind the principle that if you don't die, you won't die, and didn't spy on Si Tianjian, lest he be blinded by the prison again.

He swept over the sky above the Jiaofang Division, and as he could see, all kinds of colors flashed, but there was no evil spirit.

"Did the evildoer leave...or hide it with a special method?" Xu Qi'an jumped off the wall and returned to the boudoir of the floating fragrance oiran.

......

The young white-robed young man Xu Er Gongzi fought bravely in the surrounding of the fragrant oiran. After seven in and seven out, he finally exhausted, vomiting blood and defeated.

The battlefield is in a mess. The two armies have suffered heavy losses and are in urgent need of recuperation.

The messy fragrance of the blue silk, flushed cheeks, curled up in Xu Qi'an's arms, flashing bright eyes: "Xu Lang, can you redeem yourself for the slave family?"

Talking about how money hurts feelings........Xu Qi'an, who is a wise man, is unmoved.

The Oiran lady twisted her body and said coquettishly: "I only need to be a concubine, I just want to serve Xu Lang."

Xu Qi'an touched her head and stroked her fingers between the blue silks: "Don't make trouble, our sincere emotions should not be mixed with copper smell."

The scented eye circle was red, and weeped: "You just want to play with me for nothing. If you are tired of playing with me, kick them away."

You found all this? ! Xu Qi'an thought in surprise.

I reluctantly said: "You are the Oiran of Jiaofang, and I will redeem you, not four or five thousand taels. It is impossible. Moreover, the Ministry of Ritual may not agree."

"The slave family has also saved some money over the years, and I have found someone to ask about it. The gong can buy a yard in the inner city in only three years." Fuxiang hugged him, softly begging: "Xu Lang, redeem me."

The charming oiran not only knows how to act like a baby, but also makes full use of his own capital. His exquisite and convex figure is close to Xu Qi'an.

There are tears in his eyes, so pitiful.

Xu Qi'an frowned, it's not embarrassing. I have encountered this kind of girl in my previous life. She knows how to act like a baby. If you want to buy this or that (luxury), Xu Qi'an can handle it.

He is just a little strange, a well-known oiran whose career is booming, and he is at a young age. Even if he is going to be good, he is a little early.

Furthermore, even though the watchman is jealous of hundreds of officials due to organizational reasons, the rank that can be fragrant is more than enough to be a concubine for the fourth-rank master.

"This matter is not in a hurry, wait until I accumulate some silver, and then redeem it for you." Xu Qi'an casually put his arms around the oiran's smooth figure and let himself fall asleep for three seconds.

In the darkness, Fuxiang quietly stared at Xu Qi'an's face, her eyes clear.

.....

The next day, early in the morning, a group of people left the Jiaofang Division.

When the colleagues saw Xu Qi'an, they smiled and said hello, and the relationship was much closer. If Xu Qi'an was only regarded as a colleague before, now he is regarded as a small partner.

The effect is very good.

In fact, as long as it is not too jealous, or too high in status, gongs of the same level will not hate him brainlessly.

Be flexible in your mind, do what you like, and show kindness. Most people are willing to make friends with Xu Qi'an.

Because of this, a **** luck guy who was favored by two golden gongs was transformed into: this guy who was favored by golden gongs is my friend.

Walking and chatting along the way, a Tongluo suddenly smiled and said: "Ning Yan is really a talent. Let me know how ignorant and boring I was before."

The colleagues laughed kindly and ambiguously.

Xu Qi'an shrugged, "I'll teach you some more interesting ways to play later."

More interesting... everyone's eyes are bright.

At the time of Mao, we arrived at Dagengren Yamen. After clicking Mao, Xu Qi'an and Song Tingfeng came to the side hall of Chunfeng Hall, drank a few teas, and were about to go out to patrol the street. An official hurried over.

"Three adults, please, Lord Li."

You are alive.... Xu Qi'an and the three put on their sabers and came to the Chunfeng Hall side by side.

Li Yuchun, who is meticulous in dressing and dressing, is perfectly integrated with the same neat and orderly Chunfengtang, unobtrusively.

Brother Chun, you are very tired from living like this...Xu Qi'an has some sympathy for the obsessive-compulsive disorder of his boss.

I wondered whether in the future, when sleeping with a woman, one posture A would be equal to one hundred, and the other posture would have to be one hundred, otherwise it would be uncomfortable?

Li Yuchun pointed to the three cards on the side of the case: "Today we are going to copy the house, and the three of you will go on my behalf. I still have to repeat the same thing and don't do unnecessary things.

"After a quarter of an hour, gather in the front yard and follow the other colleagues."

It turned out to be a copycat? !

Xu Qi'an was taken aback. The home ransacking was part of the job of beating guards, and the target was the criminal.

"This is a document." Li Yuchun showed the documents sent to him to the three of them.

The object of this home ransack is the chief of the Ministry of Finance, Zheng Liupin. Exiled and ransacked home for corruption and dereliction of duty.

The so-called confiscation of the family means the confiscation of the family property, and all family properties are confiscated. To rest in Xu Qi'an's previous life is to deprive the criminal of personal property.

Li Yuchun glanced at Xu Qi'an and said: "This person is a subordinate of Zhou Shi Lang of the Household Department."

This is telling Xu Qi'an that this incident is a follow-up to the tax and silver case.

The downfall of a court leader will inevitably be accompanied by the dismissal and punishment of officials attached to him. It's like the mud brought out by pulling out a radish.

Xu Qi'an and the three left, and on the way to the front yard, Song Tingfeng said, "This is the first time you have participated in a home raid, and you don't understand the rules. I will tell you.

"When the family property is confiscated, the officials will collect all the valuables in the front yard, record them, and then bring them back to the yamen. But they do not participate in the search."

Speaking of this, Song Tingfeng gave a look that "you understand it yourself".

An old fried dough stick like Xu Qi'an immediately understood the meaning.

"Listen to what the boss means..." Xu Qi'an tentatively said.

"Hey, don't care about him." Song Tingfeng curled his lips: "The boss is a dead brain, I don't know how to work. We have to seek reasonable interests for ourselves."

This is indeed a more reasonable pursuit of profit, and Xu Qi'an nodded.

Song Tingfeng, like him, is unwilling to blackmail merchants and the people, but now he is going to copy the homes of corrupt officials.

The silver itself is not clean. It is the wool of Dafeng, not the wool of the people.

He has seen this kind of thing too many times in his previous life or in this life. Xu Qi'an adopted an attitude of no objection or disapproval.

This time the ransacking of the house was led by a silver gong, four groups of gongs and 24 white soldiers.

Every three gongs belong to different silver gongs. The multi-team system is for mutual supervision and mutual reporting.

The system is good, but after a long time, everyone tacitly took a little, which is equivalent to no one.

Listening to Song Tingfeng’s popular science, the three of them came to the front yard and saw that a gong was already gathering.

Headed by is a young silver gong, in his early thirties, with thin lips and a sharp eyebrow. Just looking at his face, he is not a good person.

Song Tingfeng led the two colleagues closer to the silver gong, and took out the voucher in his arms.

When the silver gong saw the three coming over, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said solemnly: "You three are late."

Xu Qi'an said in shock: "We are not late."

They came over when they received the news. Although they were talking on the road and walking slowly, they definitely didn't take more than a quarter of an hour.

When I heard the silver gong, his eyebrows were erected, his eyes sharpened suddenly, he took off his waist, and drew a knife to Xu Qi'an's cheek.

Xu Qi'an leaned back in the sound of breaking air, avoiding the fierce beating in an instant.

It seems that Xu Qi'an could not expect to escape, Yin Gong was startled, and said with a grin: "Dare to hide."

"My lord, my lord..." Song Tingfeng hurriedly inserted between the two, shyly, and said with a grin: "Yes, we are late, sir, don't be angry, you have delayed business, and you have a good job waiting. How about you."

He can mention the transcript of the family.

Who knows that the silver gong doesn't save face at all, so he kicked Song Tingfeng's belly and kicked him out, struggling for a while, but couldn't stand up.

He was aiming at me...but I didn't offend him...Xu Qi'an was filled with anger, and he subconsciously pressed the hilt of the knife.

The silver gong squinted his eyes and smiled instead of anger. He was hit with a scabbard again and sneered: "Why, I want to draw a knife, are you worthy?"

I'm going to die with the knife...Xu Qi'an raised his hand to block it a few times, and his arm bones were fiercely painful.

So many people are watching, it's a bit embarrassing.

Seeing Xu Qi'an admitting his counsel, the silver gong drew a few more times, and sneered: "Get out of here."

Xu Qi'an joined the team.

Next, another gong came one after another, and the silver gong left them alone.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qi'an was absolutely sure that the silver gong was aimed at him, but wondered that he did not offend him.

"Fortunately you didn't draw the knife just now, or you would be finished." Someone behind him said.

Xu Qi'an turned his head and glanced at it. It was the gong for drinking flower wine together last night.

"I'm not that stupid. It's a big crime to draw a knife against a silver gong," he said.

Tongluo nodded and whispered: "His surname is Zhu, the youngest silver gong in Yamen~ IndoMTL.com~ Xu Qi'an said depressed: "I don't know him. "

Tong Gong gave a "hey": "His father is also named Zhu."

Xu Qianxin said that this is not nonsense, so he listened to Zhu Guangxiao next to him whispering: "Zhu Jinluo?"

The gong who drank the flower wine gave a "um" and added: "He is the youngest silver gong, and also the most promising young Junyan in our Beijing Yamen. Well, before Xu Qi'an appeared.

"The day before yesterday, I drank with the gong under his hand. Hearing from him, Zhu Yinluo didn't like you very much, and said more than once that you were just a small gong..."

At this moment, Zhu Yinluo glanced sharply at the crowd, and the gong fell silent immediately.

PS: There is one more chapter, I'll go to bed after posting.

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