Nightwatcher Chapter 89: Soundless is better than sound at this time

　　 Jiang Luzhong was still unconvinced, but he dared not make another mistake.

　　 Wei Yuan said leisurely: "The reason why he is under Yang Yan's hands is not because of Yang Yan, but Li Yuchun."

　　 Li Yuchun?

　　The three golden gongs don't even understand. Li Yuchun is just a small silver gong, which is also considered a talent, but this person has a staid personality and does not know how to work.

　　 Could it be that Li Yuchun has a deep relationship with that Xu Qi'an? Guessed in Jiang Lu Center.

　　Wei Yuan explained in a hurry: "Li Yuchun can test Xu Qi'an's character, and Xu Qi'an also needs a person with a rigid personality to be a leader. Changing any silver gong will conflict with him."

　　 Li Yuchun couldn't rub the sand in his eyes, just to guide and persuade Xu Qi'an. And with Xu Qi'an's disposition and ideas revealed in the questioning mind, he can't be like a fish in water under the hands of any silver gong.

　　 will even cause trouble.

　　 Seeing the three of them showing their thoughtful expressions, Wei Yuan said gently: "Why do you match this piece of gold?"

　　 Jiang Luzhong does not conceal: "Ping Yuanbo’s case is quite tricky. According to the current clues, it is very likely that people from the rivers and lakes are seeking revenge. But people have long escaped, and trying to get them out is extremely difficult. It happened to Xu Qian. People are good at judging cases, so I want to transfer this person to my subordinates to do things for me."

　　This reason is reasonable, and Wei Yuan and his son nodded.

　　 Jiang Luzhong continued: "But what I really like is another thing."

　　 Yang Yan looked over immediately.

　　" On the night when Uncle Ping Yuan was killed, I took a few Qiqiang masters from Si Tianjian to follow the murderer. After seeing Xu Qi'an, the white clothes were extremely excited and had to go over and talk to him.

　　"When you meet, you will respectfully salute, when is Sitianjian's white shirt so kind to a martial artist?"

　　 Jiang Luzhong shook his head, and continued: "When I asked the silver gong under my hand, I realized that this person has a lot of friendship with the Sitianjian alchemist."

　　"So close to Sitianjian alchemist?" The feminine Nangong Qianrou seemed to have thought of something, hey:

　　"I remember that in the tax and silver case, he used alchemy to make fake silver and solved the mystery. He used alchemy to please Si Tianjian in white, but he was smart. But Si Tianjian’s warlocks have always looked down on Wufu, this kid It can bend and stretch."

　　 Yang Yan frowned.

　　 He himself is the kind of arrogant martial artist who treats practitioners of all major systems like an ant, and feels that this is the aura that a high-grade martial artist must possess.

　　 Contempt for everything, to be fearless.

　　 If Xu Qi'an greeted the Sitian Supervisor Warlock with melody and flattering, then Yang Yan would lower his rating and perception of him.

　　 "No, it's not like that." Jiang Luzhong sighed and vetoed: "Those famous masters were very respectful to him, and they wished to please him. They even said that Song Qing of the Sitian Supervisor praised Qi'an as "My teacher"."

　　 "Nonsense!" Nangong Qianrou didn't believe it.

　　 Song Qing is a direct disciple of Jianzheng, how could it be possible to say such a thing, where is the prisoner?

　　 Yang Yan did not speak, but he did not believe him.

　　 Wei Yuan thoughtfully.

　　......

　　 Xu Qi'an ended his street patrol, returned to the Dagong Ren Yamen, wrote a report as usual, and left.

　　 Today, I took a break and didn't go home, so I went to the Jiaofang Division.

　　 A man his age is full of energy and blood. It is the age of the strongest desires. He can't contain the commotion in his body every day.

　　 Use a more vivid metaphor: I think about Shen Gongbao every day.

　　 Today, Yingmei Xiaoge did not play a teahouse. The drinkers listened to the music and danced, and the scented scent appeared once during the dinner, and the drinkers were satisfied.

　　 Jingcha is good, the real bigwigs are not coming to Jiaofangsi... Xu Qi'an was invited to have tea as usual.

　　 In the bedroom with charcoal fire, the fragrance of the gorgeous dress bows his head and plays the piano, dignified and elegant, and the brows and eyes reveal the temperament of everyone.

　　Today is quite reserved. I didn't wait for me to take a bath without showing my breasts...Xu Qi'an was sitting in the tub, enjoying the maid's service.

　　 Xu Qi'an looked at the beauty through the screen.

　　 She just raised her head and smiled sweetly, with all kinds of charm in an instant.

　　 Xu Dalang's intangible charm made him hot.

　　 Only for that moment, the feeling of inexplicability disappeared, and Xu Qi'an thought he had misread it through the screen.

　　 The next morning, when Xu Qi'an woke up, he glanced at the water leak beside the bed and found that the time was two quarters, and he rarely overslept.

　　 Fuxiang sleeps lazily, and the green silk covers her beautiful and delicate face. She is like a plump peony. She withstood the storm last night. The flower branches trembled to withstand the impact, and the flower buds were beaten by rain.

　　 I looked a little sluggish this morning, and I need to refresh myself.

　　 finished washing in the maid’s service and ate early. The big maid beside Fuxiang said shyly: "The son is strong, but the girl is a delicate daughter after all. I hope the son will pity him." /

　　, without waiting for Xu Qi'an to answer, she blushed and replied with shame: "Ping'er is willing to share the fatigue for the lady."

　　 Is this something you want or not? This is something I want or not.

　　 Xu Qi'an looked at the beauty of the maid. She looked delicate and beautiful, but it must be a world away from floating fragrance.

　　.....

　　He took the horse from the "service staff" of the Jiaofang Division, stepped on the horse's back, and suddenly heard a burst of hearty talk and laughter.

　　, following the sound, several men in the uniform of the sword guard walked to the stable together.

　　 One of them has a face with Chinese characters and a tall stature, but he is not Xu Ershu.

　　 Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues spent the night in the education workshop. They talked and laughed. They came to the stable and saw a handsome young man with a high horseback, wearing a watchman uniform, a gong tied to his chest, and a saber hanging from his waist.

　　 "..." The second uncle's hearty laughter stuck in his throat.

　　 The two nephews and uncles looked at each other in silence. At this moment, silence was better than sound, and the silver bottle burst into water.

　　 After a few seconds, the two uncles and nephew turned their heads at the same time, pretending not to know each other.

　　The little bosses of Miyagai didn’t notice, they talked and laughed full of aftertaste:

　　"This year’s Jingchao, I don’t know how many family members of the elders are going to fill up the Jiaofang Division."

　　 "We are blessed, hahaha."

　　 "Speaking of which, Miss Fuxiang now has a hard time seeing each other."

　　"Floating incense is now famous in the capital, and it will spread to all states in the future, and its status will be elevated."

　　"But last night, Fuxiang girl accompanied her guests. When she passed by Yingmei Xiaoge, Xiaogui Gong just took off the sign on the courtyard door."

　　"What a blessing."

　　 My second uncle looked at Xu Qi'an subconsciously, saying that the object of your envy and hatred is my nephew.

　　 The uncle and nephew who pretended not to know left Jiaofangsi, Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues were outside Jiaofangsi Hutong, bid farewell, patted a horse to catch up with Xu Qi'an, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Yan..."

　　 "Second Uncle, you are mean!" Xu Qian said righteously and said indignantly: "Aunt such a beautiful person, marrying you, don't you cherish it, run to the teacher to fool around."

Aunt 　　 is so beautiful that my uncle always feels that he is favored by God to marry such a beautiful wife.

　　 is mainly the marriage of this era. The parents ordered the matchmaker to say that in Xu Qi'an's previous life, the best seafood was only enjoyed by the upper class in society.

　　 Xu Pingzhi opened his mouth and said helplessly: "In another three days, it will be the day of your Majesty’s ancestor worship. During this time, there will be more entertainment. You must not talk to your aunt..."

　　"So the second uncle used to say that he didn't go to teach Fangsi, it was to coax people." Xu Qi'an made another knife, and finally said: "What does the second uncle want to tell me?"

　　 "No, I didn't want to say anything." Xu Ershu gave up the idea of ​​teaching his nephew.

　　The preemptive Xu Qi'an nods slightly.

　　 Approaching Xu's Mansion, Xu Ershu was probably overwhelmed. Seeing that there was a green orange seller not far away, he turned his head and said, "I'm going to buy some oranges, and you wait for me here~ IndoMTL.com~ Xu Qi'an was suddenly occupied. It's cheap, I can't refute it, and nodded helplessly.

On the way to 　　, Xu Pingzhi peeled an orange and deliberately smeared the juice of the orange peel on his body.

　　An old client...Xu Qi'an secretly admired and said: "Second uncle, don't lose it, give it to me."

　　 Xu Ershu handed the oranges, and asked curiously: "You can't use it again."

　　 You lie to your wife, I lie to your daughter!

　　 After the two smeared the orange peel, they entered the house.

　　 auntie sniffed the scent from the two of them, and she was disgusted, and her delicate eyebrows raised.

　　 "The orange I just bought is fresh and sweet." Xu Ershu handed over the orange that had not been peeled.

Aunt 　　 nodded, peeled off a piece of green jade finger, and after eating it in her mouth, she handed it expressionlessly to Ershu Xu.

　　 Seeing his wife sharing, Xu Ershu peeled a piece of it and ate it, then handed it to Xu Qi'an blankly.

　　 It’s nice to share an orange with everyone.... Xu Qi’an took it with a smile, ate a piece, and handed it to Xu Lingyue.

　　 Xu Lingyue also ate a piece and beckoned to run around in the hall, Xu Lingyin who had fun by herself.

　　 Xu Lingyin took the orange, broke two short fingers, and ate it in his mouth. In an instant, his small face wrinkled, and there was a sour cold war.

　　 Xiaodouding, while looking hideous, finished eating the oranges.

　　 The family was relieved, and handed the whole bag of oranges to Xu Lingyin.

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