The next morning, Xu Qi'an got up in high spirits. The person next to him was gone, and the fragrance of a woman remained in the brocade quilt.
He supported his body with some limbs weak, just like he had just finished a 1,000-meter running exam and his muscles were sore the next morning.
I overslept again... However, I was relieved to be late, and I came to Jiafangsi to investigate the case.
Xu Qi'an sat cross-legged and breathed, relieved the fatigue of the cells and allowed the body to recover from its peak as quickly as possible.
After only two cycles of transport, the sore and swollen muscles regained their vitality.
Squeak~
The door of the boudoir opened, dragging the fragrance of the skirt, and leading the close maid in. Her black hair was tied high, embellished with expensive jewelry, and her plain white and beautiful face was a little haggard.
My eyes were still a little red and swollen, and I was crying.
Mr. Xu wakes up.She smiled slightly, with a distant and formulaic smile, and I asked the kitchen to cook duck porridge for you.
Let it go there.Xu Qi'an took the toiletries from the maid, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, returned to the desk, held the bowl, and thought while eating:
The demon girl last night was a remnant of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, which means that this matter has nothing to do with the northern demon clan... The suspicion of the King of Zhenbei is almost very mild... Is the target of the remnant of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom a seal or something else?
Xu Qi'an thought so because if the target was a seal, the remnants of the demon country should now flee with the money instead of continuing to stay in the city to make trouble.
...There is another possibility that the goal of the demon clan is not just a seal object, but a bigger plan, and the seal object is just a means to achieve the goal.
The context of the Sangbo case has been almost clarified, and the dominant forces behind the scenes are: one, the court has two or five; two, the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdoms.
Goal: Unknown.
Seal: The broken hand of an unknown strong man.
Factors, characters, and forces involved: Wan Yao Kingdom, Ping Yuanbo, Minister of War, Si Tianjian, Royal Family, Princess Pingyang, Monk Henghui, Zhou Chixiong, Baihu, Jinwuwei Guard...
Breakthrough: The powerful man with broken hands, Monk Henghui, Princess Pingyang.
Finding out the identity of the powerful man with broken hands can reverse the real purpose of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom... Then, capturing any of Henghui and Princess Pingyang can also reverse the inside story of the case... Xu Qi'an sighed with satisfaction after eating the porridge.
Only then did he have air conditioning to tease Fuxiang: Are you angry?
Fu Xiang smiled gently: Mr. Xu, don’t make fun of me. My family is just a fair woman, so how can I get the qualification to be angry with my son?
Well, Xu Lang has become Mr. Xu... Xu Qi'an nodded and stretched without caring: Prepare hot water, I want to take a shower.
Fuxiang nodded with a smile, arranged for a maid to take him to take a bath, and took his personal maid out to relax.
Xu Qian took a comfortable hot bath, dressed neatly, tied up a gong, hung a sword, thought for a while, and asked: Prepare the pen and ink for me.
The little maid responded softly: Yes
……
Madam, are you too cold to Mr. Xu?Walking in the alley of Jiaofangsi, the maid whispered.
Fu Xiang looked ahead, shook her head slightly, her voice a little sad: You don’t understand, I have asked him to redeem me, but he refused.
The maid was silent for a moment and explained to Xu Qi'an: Maybe there is no money. My wife's contract to sell her body is less than three or four thousand taels of silver, and now she may have to double.
Fuxiang withdrew her gaze and looked at the ground: I have saved a lot of money over the years, but it is actually OK...
She smiled bitterly and said with a sad expression: In his heart, I am actually no different from you.I didn't want to believe it before and deceived myself, but what happened last night made me see myself clearly.
It is just a ruthless delusion of falling flowers and falling water.
As she walked, she came to Qingchi Courtyard without knowing it. A noisy sound attracted her attention.
Two men wearing gongs with even worse clothes, locked Mingyan's wife and walked out. The madam followed behind with her expression frightened, and kept explaining:
A few of you, this must be a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding.
Ming Yanhua Guardi looked panicked: Mom, I’m wronged, I’m wronged Ah…
She knew these two Tongluo, and they were the two who often accompanied Mr. Xu to Yingmei Pavilion to make tea.It seemed that one had a surname, Song, and the other had a surname... the one was too taciturn and she couldn't remember it.
what happened?Ming Yan was fine last night. By the way, why did Mr. Xu suddenly return to her Yingmei Pavilion last night? Could it be that Ming Yan offended Mr. Xu last night?Was it done today?
She immediately denied this idea. Although she was discouraged by this man, she believed that Xu Qi'an was not such a person.
Fuxiang frowned and greeted the beating man. Yingying gave a gift: What crime did Mrs. Mingyan commit?
Song Tingfeng stopped and said with a smile: Mrs. Mingyan secretly colluded with the demon clan to provide shelter and shelter.Last night, Lord Xu secretly investigated and found out the witch who disguised as her personal maid.
The witch has been sentenced to death and is now going to take her to ask questions.
The madam beats her chest and stamps her feet: You are wronged. Mingyan is a weak woman, how could she collude with the demon clan?Do you know how much effort and money it took to train her!I want to go to the Ministry of Rites to complain, and I want to ask the adults of the Ministry of Rites to make the decision.
Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice: I suspect that you are also a member of the demon clan.
The madam was speechless and took a few steps back with a strong desire to survive.
Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, nodded to Fuxiang, and took the people away.
Fu Xiang stared blankly at their backs as they left, and thus started to associate... Ming Yan colluded with the demon clan?Mr. Xu secretly investigated yesterday?
He chose to stay in Qingchiyuan last night, not because he was fond of the old and old, but because he had official duties, but I was so unreasonable that I was making trouble.
He came back with his tired body last night. I saw it. I thought he was with Ming Yan... I blamed him wrongly, and this morning he showed his face to vent his resentment... But why didn't he explain?
Yes, he could not explain, because this is the official business of the yamen and the case needs to be kept confidential.
Even so, even though he knew he was misunderstood and wronged, did he show any boredom and bear it silently...
Fuxiang suddenly lifted her skirt and ran towards Yingmei Pavilion.
Madam, where are you going, slow down... The maid was shocked.
He ran all the way back to Mei Xiaoge, pushed the door into the bedroom, Fu Xiang shouted: Xu Lang...
The room was empty and the person had left.At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had lost something precious and her heart was empty.
Madam, Madam... The maid chased after her and saw her wife leaning against the door in a daze.
I'm a little tired, help me.Fuxiang said softly.
The maid helped her to the bed, looked at her, and sighed in her heart.He didn't dare to disturb him, so he turned to clean up the house.
She saw a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table beside the screen. She let out a light whistle, walked to the side of the desk and said:
Madam, there is a poem here... Maybe it was left by Mr. Xu.
Fuxiang suddenly came alive, ran to the edge of the case barefoot, snatched it from the maid like she was snatching a baby, and looked carefully:
Beauty rolling bead curtain
Sitting deep in the eyebrows
But the tears wet
I don’t know who I hate.
Xu Lang, Xu Lang... She smiled first, laughing, tears fell down, and shedded on the ground, holding the paper in her heart, crying and laughing, the pear blossoms were raining.
I'm going to find him.Fu Xiang wiped her tears, got up, and ran towards the door.
The maid was shocked and hugged the lady's soft waist: No, you are the courtesan, the most famous courtesan in the Jiaofangsi. If this matter is spread, how can the lady be a human being.The reputation that I finally accumulated was gone.
I haven't heard of any slutty courtesy like you.
Fuxiang was furious: Let me go.
Don't let it go!
……
Xu Qi'an bought six large meat buns on the street, sat on the horse's back and ate them, and leisurely walked towards the yamen.
The courtesans in Jiaofangsi are all good... Each has its own advantages and is so beautiful. Well, when the Sangbo case is over, we will exchange feelings with them one by one, and in the future, we will publish a book called "The Review Guide for the Grand Courtesan".
The only problem is that I lack money. I only pick up three cents of silver every day, while the value of the courtesan is at least thirty taels a night.
Thanks to nine years of compulsory education, poetry has not been read in vain... Haha, I am really a shame for time travelers. People are copying their writings for the sake of being a businessman, and I am just for free...
Speaking of which, I am about to be twenty years old, but fortunately my aunt is not my mother and I will not urge me to have a marriage, so I can make the decision by myself.Caiwei is a disciple of the supervisor. Her backstage is too tough. Marrying her is like marrying a half-princess. It’s hard to go out and mess around…
I don’t rush to get married. In a few more years, there will be twenty-four courtesans in the Jiaofangsi.Haha, I'm thinking about nothing, the disciples in charge may not be able to like me.
Xu Baipiao laughed at himself in his heart, his thoughts fluttered, and then turned to the case.
Ming Yan was instructed by him to catch her in Song Tingfeng. Although she confirmed that she was an innocent last night, she still had something to ask, such as when the maid entered the Jiaofangsi, whom she had close contact with on weekdays, etc.
……
In a secluded courtyard, the willow trees hang down branches, bare and slightly desolate.
There was a ping-pong sound from the room and a man's painful roar... In a short while, all the movements disappeared.
Squeak~
The door opened, and Henghui, wearing a black robe, walked out silently and went straight to the well in the yard.
He stared at the deep wellhead for a few seconds, waved his hand, and a faint golden swagger lit up at the wellhead, and then broke.
After the seal was lifted, Henghui jumped in.
At the dim bottom of the well, the mud exuded a faint smell of water. The middle-aged monk leaned against the well wall and sat cross-legged.
He looked decadent and had a chapped lips, and he seemed to have been seriously injured.
The middle-aged monk has a tall and burly body, a light blue jaw, and a bitter face.
If Xu Qi'an is here, he can recognize this burly monk. He is Hengyuan who he is chasing for.
Senior brother... Henghui's hoarse voice.
Hengyuan ignored him and sat cross-legged.
I was seriously injured and my broken hand back.Henghui said.
Hengyuan opened his eyes and said with concern: Henghui, looking back is the shore.
Henghui shook his head, Senior brother, I followed you when I entered Qinglong Temple at the age of six. You taught me to meditate, teach me to recite scriptures, take care of my food, clothing, and daily life. Treat me like my brother and father. Now my junior brother wants to ask you something.
Hengyuan sighed and nodded.
Henghui raised her head, with dark eyes without white eyes under her cloak. He smiled ferociously: I'm going to eat my senior brother.
He supported his body with some limbs weak, just like he had just finished a 1,000-meter running exam and his muscles were sore the next morning.
I overslept again... However, I was relieved to be late, and I came to Jiafangsi to investigate the case.
Xu Qi'an sat cross-legged and breathed, relieved the fatigue of the cells and allowed the body to recover from its peak as quickly as possible.
After only two cycles of transport, the sore and swollen muscles regained their vitality.
Squeak~
The door of the boudoir opened, dragging the fragrance of the skirt, and leading the close maid in. Her black hair was tied high, embellished with expensive jewelry, and her plain white and beautiful face was a little haggard.
My eyes were still a little red and swollen, and I was crying.
Mr. Xu wakes up.She smiled slightly, with a distant and formulaic smile, and I asked the kitchen to cook duck porridge for you.
Let it go there.Xu Qi'an took the toiletries from the maid, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, returned to the desk, held the bowl, and thought while eating:
The demon girl last night was a remnant of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, which means that this matter has nothing to do with the northern demon clan... The suspicion of the King of Zhenbei is almost very mild... Is the target of the remnant of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom a seal or something else?
Xu Qi'an thought so because if the target was a seal, the remnants of the demon country should now flee with the money instead of continuing to stay in the city to make trouble.
...There is another possibility that the goal of the demon clan is not just a seal object, but a bigger plan, and the seal object is just a means to achieve the goal.
The context of the Sangbo case has been almost clarified, and the dominant forces behind the scenes are: one, the court has two or five; two, the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdoms.
Goal: Unknown.
Seal: The broken hand of an unknown strong man.
Factors, characters, and forces involved: Wan Yao Kingdom, Ping Yuanbo, Minister of War, Si Tianjian, Royal Family, Princess Pingyang, Monk Henghui, Zhou Chixiong, Baihu, Jinwuwei Guard...
Breakthrough: The powerful man with broken hands, Monk Henghui, Princess Pingyang.
Finding out the identity of the powerful man with broken hands can reverse the real purpose of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom... Then, capturing any of Henghui and Princess Pingyang can also reverse the inside story of the case... Xu Qi'an sighed with satisfaction after eating the porridge.
Only then did he have air conditioning to tease Fuxiang: Are you angry?
Fu Xiang smiled gently: Mr. Xu, don’t make fun of me. My family is just a fair woman, so how can I get the qualification to be angry with my son?
Well, Xu Lang has become Mr. Xu... Xu Qi'an nodded and stretched without caring: Prepare hot water, I want to take a shower.
Fuxiang nodded with a smile, arranged for a maid to take him to take a bath, and took his personal maid out to relax.
Xu Qian took a comfortable hot bath, dressed neatly, tied up a gong, hung a sword, thought for a while, and asked: Prepare the pen and ink for me.
The little maid responded softly: Yes
……
Madam, are you too cold to Mr. Xu?Walking in the alley of Jiaofangsi, the maid whispered.
Fu Xiang looked ahead, shook her head slightly, her voice a little sad: You don’t understand, I have asked him to redeem me, but he refused.
The maid was silent for a moment and explained to Xu Qi'an: Maybe there is no money. My wife's contract to sell her body is less than three or four thousand taels of silver, and now she may have to double.
Fuxiang withdrew her gaze and looked at the ground: I have saved a lot of money over the years, but it is actually OK...
She smiled bitterly and said with a sad expression: In his heart, I am actually no different from you.I didn't want to believe it before and deceived myself, but what happened last night made me see myself clearly.
It is just a ruthless delusion of falling flowers and falling water.
As she walked, she came to Qingchi Courtyard without knowing it. A noisy sound attracted her attention.
Two men wearing gongs with even worse clothes, locked Mingyan's wife and walked out. The madam followed behind with her expression frightened, and kept explaining:
A few of you, this must be a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding.
Ming Yanhua Guardi looked panicked: Mom, I’m wronged, I’m wronged Ah…
She knew these two Tongluo, and they were the two who often accompanied Mr. Xu to Yingmei Pavilion to make tea.It seemed that one had a surname, Song, and the other had a surname... the one was too taciturn and she couldn't remember it.
what happened?Ming Yan was fine last night. By the way, why did Mr. Xu suddenly return to her Yingmei Pavilion last night? Could it be that Ming Yan offended Mr. Xu last night?Was it done today?
She immediately denied this idea. Although she was discouraged by this man, she believed that Xu Qi'an was not such a person.
Fuxiang frowned and greeted the beating man. Yingying gave a gift: What crime did Mrs. Mingyan commit?
Song Tingfeng stopped and said with a smile: Mrs. Mingyan secretly colluded with the demon clan to provide shelter and shelter.Last night, Lord Xu secretly investigated and found out the witch who disguised as her personal maid.
The witch has been sentenced to death and is now going to take her to ask questions.
The madam beats her chest and stamps her feet: You are wronged. Mingyan is a weak woman, how could she collude with the demon clan?Do you know how much effort and money it took to train her!I want to go to the Ministry of Rites to complain, and I want to ask the adults of the Ministry of Rites to make the decision.
Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice: I suspect that you are also a member of the demon clan.
The madam was speechless and took a few steps back with a strong desire to survive.
Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, nodded to Fuxiang, and took the people away.
Fu Xiang stared blankly at their backs as they left, and thus started to associate... Ming Yan colluded with the demon clan?Mr. Xu secretly investigated yesterday?
He chose to stay in Qingchiyuan last night, not because he was fond of the old and old, but because he had official duties, but I was so unreasonable that I was making trouble.
He came back with his tired body last night. I saw it. I thought he was with Ming Yan... I blamed him wrongly, and this morning he showed his face to vent his resentment... But why didn't he explain?
Yes, he could not explain, because this is the official business of the yamen and the case needs to be kept confidential.
Even so, even though he knew he was misunderstood and wronged, did he show any boredom and bear it silently...
Fuxiang suddenly lifted her skirt and ran towards Yingmei Pavilion.
Madam, where are you going, slow down... The maid was shocked.
He ran all the way back to Mei Xiaoge, pushed the door into the bedroom, Fu Xiang shouted: Xu Lang...
The room was empty and the person had left.At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had lost something precious and her heart was empty.
Madam, Madam... The maid chased after her and saw her wife leaning against the door in a daze.
I'm a little tired, help me.Fuxiang said softly.
The maid helped her to the bed, looked at her, and sighed in her heart.He didn't dare to disturb him, so he turned to clean up the house.
She saw a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table beside the screen. She let out a light whistle, walked to the side of the desk and said:
Madam, there is a poem here... Maybe it was left by Mr. Xu.
Fuxiang suddenly came alive, ran to the edge of the case barefoot, snatched it from the maid like she was snatching a baby, and looked carefully:
Beauty rolling bead curtain
Sitting deep in the eyebrows
But the tears wet
I don’t know who I hate.
Xu Lang, Xu Lang... She smiled first, laughing, tears fell down, and shedded on the ground, holding the paper in her heart, crying and laughing, the pear blossoms were raining.
I'm going to find him.Fu Xiang wiped her tears, got up, and ran towards the door.
The maid was shocked and hugged the lady's soft waist: No, you are the courtesan, the most famous courtesan in the Jiaofangsi. If this matter is spread, how can the lady be a human being.The reputation that I finally accumulated was gone.
I haven't heard of any slutty courtesy like you.
Fuxiang was furious: Let me go.
Don't let it go!
……
Xu Qi'an bought six large meat buns on the street, sat on the horse's back and ate them, and leisurely walked towards the yamen.
The courtesans in Jiaofangsi are all good... Each has its own advantages and is so beautiful. Well, when the Sangbo case is over, we will exchange feelings with them one by one, and in the future, we will publish a book called "The Review Guide for the Grand Courtesan".
The only problem is that I lack money. I only pick up three cents of silver every day, while the value of the courtesan is at least thirty taels a night.
Thanks to nine years of compulsory education, poetry has not been read in vain... Haha, I am really a shame for time travelers. People are copying their writings for the sake of being a businessman, and I am just for free...
Speaking of which, I am about to be twenty years old, but fortunately my aunt is not my mother and I will not urge me to have a marriage, so I can make the decision by myself.Caiwei is a disciple of the supervisor. Her backstage is too tough. Marrying her is like marrying a half-princess. It’s hard to go out and mess around…
I don’t rush to get married. In a few more years, there will be twenty-four courtesans in the Jiaofangsi.Haha, I'm thinking about nothing, the disciples in charge may not be able to like me.
Xu Baipiao laughed at himself in his heart, his thoughts fluttered, and then turned to the case.
Ming Yan was instructed by him to catch her in Song Tingfeng. Although she confirmed that she was an innocent last night, she still had something to ask, such as when the maid entered the Jiaofangsi, whom she had close contact with on weekdays, etc.
……
In a secluded courtyard, the willow trees hang down branches, bare and slightly desolate.
There was a ping-pong sound from the room and a man's painful roar... In a short while, all the movements disappeared.
Squeak~
The door opened, and Henghui, wearing a black robe, walked out silently and went straight to the well in the yard.
He stared at the deep wellhead for a few seconds, waved his hand, and a faint golden swagger lit up at the wellhead, and then broke.
After the seal was lifted, Henghui jumped in.
At the dim bottom of the well, the mud exuded a faint smell of water. The middle-aged monk leaned against the well wall and sat cross-legged.
He looked decadent and had a chapped lips, and he seemed to have been seriously injured.
The middle-aged monk has a tall and burly body, a light blue jaw, and a bitter face.
If Xu Qi'an is here, he can recognize this burly monk. He is Hengyuan who he is chasing for.
Senior brother... Henghui's hoarse voice.
Hengyuan ignored him and sat cross-legged.
I was seriously injured and my broken hand back.Henghui said.
Hengyuan opened his eyes and said with concern: Henghui, looking back is the shore.
Henghui shook his head, Senior brother, I followed you when I entered Qinglong Temple at the age of six. You taught me to meditate, teach me to recite scriptures, take care of my food, clothing, and daily life. Treat me like my brother and father. Now my junior brother wants to ask you something.
Hengyuan sighed and nodded.
Henghui raised her head, with dark eyes without white eyes under her cloak. He smiled ferociously: I'm going to eat my senior brother.
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