Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Eating Senior Brother

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Eating Senior BrotherThe next morning, Xu Qian'an got up in high spirits. The person beside him was gone, but the woman's fragrance remained in the quilt.

He supported himself with some weakness, just like the state of muscle soreness the next morning after finishing a 1,000-meter running test.

"I overslept again... But I am late for a reason. I came to the Jiaofangsi to investigate a case."

Xu Qian'an sat cross-legged and breathed in and out, relieving the fatigue of cells and allowing the body to recover to its peak at the fastest speed.

After only two cycles of movement, the sore muscles regained vitality.

"Zhi-"

The door of the boudoir was pushed open, and Fuxiang, dragging her skirt, led her personal maid in. Her black hair was tied up high, adorned with expensive jewelry, and her beautiful white face was a little haggard.

Her eyes were still a little red and swollen, and she cried and had bags under her eyes.

"Mr. Xu is awake." She smiled lightly, with a distant and formal smile, "I asked the kitchen to make duck porridge for you."

"Put it there." Xu Qian'an took the toiletries from the maid, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, returned to the table, held the bowl, and thought while eating:

The demon woman last night was the remnant of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, which means that this matter has nothing to do with the northern demons... The suspicion of the King of Zhenbei is almost very light... Is the target of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom the seal or something else?

Xu Qian'an thought so because if the target is the seal, the remnants of the demon clan should now abscond with the money instead of staying in the city to make trouble.

....There is another possibility that the target of the demon clan is not only the seal, but also a bigger plot, and the seal is just a means to achieve the goal.

The context of the Sangpo case has been almost sorted out. The leading forces behind the scenes: one, the court traitor; two, the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. Target: unknown.

Sealed object: the broken hand of an unknown strongman.

Factors, characters, and forces involved: Wan Yao Kingdom, Pingyuan Bo, Minister of War, Si Tianjian, the royal family, Princess Pingyang, Monk Henghui, Jinwu Guard Hundred Household Zhou Chixiong...

Breakthrough: The broken-handed strongman, Monk Henghui, Princess Pingyang.

Finding out the identity of the broken-handed strongman can infer the true purpose of the remnants of the Wan Yao Kingdom... Then, catching either Henghui or Princess Pingyang can also infer the inside story of the case... Xu Qian'an finished his porridge and sighed with satisfaction.

Only then did he have time to tease Fuxiang: "Are you angry?"

Fuxiang smiled gently: "Mr. Xu, please don't make fun of me. I am just a prostitute. How can I be angry with you?"

Well, Xu Lang has become Mr. Xu... Xu Qian'an nodded and stretched lazily: "Prepare hot water, I want to take a bath."

Fuxiang smiled and nodded, arranged a maid to help him take a bath, and took her personal maid out to relax.

Xu Qian'an took a comfortable hot bath, dressed neatly, tied the gong, hung up the 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.

Fuxiang looked forward, shook her head slightly, and said in a sad voice: "You don't understand. I once asked him if he could redeem me, but he refused."

The maid was silent for a moment, and explained for Xu Qian'an: "Maybe there is no money. The wife's indenture contract is at least three or four thousand taels of silver, and now it may be doubled."

Fuxiang retracted her gaze and looked at the ground: "I have saved a lot of money over the years, in fact, it can be..."

She smiled bitterly, with a sad expression: "In his heart, I am actually no different from you. I didn't want to believe it before, and I deceived myself, but what happened last night made me see myself clearly."

It was just a wishful thinking.

Walking, she unknowingly came to the outside of Qingchi Courtyard, and a noisy sound attracted her attention.

Two Tongluo wearing night watch uniforms locked Madam Ming Yan out, and the madam followed closely behind, with a panic expression, explaining:

"Sirs, this must be a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding."

Ming Yan, the courtesan, looked panicked: "Mom, I am innocent, I am innocent..."

She knew these two Tongluo, they were the two who often accompanied Mr. Xu to Yingmei Pavilion for tea. It seemed that one of them was surnamed Song, and the other was surnamed... The other one was too taciturn, she couldn't remember.

What happened? Ming Yan was fine last night. By the way, why did Mr. Xu suddenly return to her Yingmei Pavilion last night... Did Ming Yan offend Mr. Xu last night? Was he executed

today?

She immediately rejected this idea. Although she was disappointed with this man, she believed that Xu Qian'an was not such a person.

Fuxiang frowned and greeted the night watchman, bowing: "My lords, what crime did Madam Mingyan commit?"

Song Tingfeng stopped and said with a smile: "Madam Mingyan secretly colluded with the demon tribe and provided shelter. Last night, Lord Xu secretly investigated and found the demon girl disguised as her personal maid.

The demon girl has been brought to justice, and now she is being taken for questioning."

The madam beat her chest and stamped her feet: "You are wronged. Mingyan is a weak woman, how could she collude with the demon tribe. You know how much effort and money I spent on training her! I will go to the Ministry of Rites to complain, and I will ask the adults in the Ministry of Rites to make the decision."

Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice: "I now suspect that you are also a member of the demon

tribe."

The madam lost her voice in vain, and took a few steps back with a strong desire to survive. Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, nodded to Fuxiang, and led his people away. Fuxiang stared blankly at their backs as they left, and started to associate... Mingyan colluded with the demon clan? Did Master Xu secretly investigate yesterday?

He chose to stay in Qingchi Courtyard last night, not because he was tired of the old and loved the new, but because he had official business to attend to, but I was being unreasonable and throwing a tantrum.

He dragged his tired body back last night, and I saw it. At that time, I thought he was with Mingyan... I misunderstood him, and I gave him a face this morning to vent my resentment... But why didn't he explain? Yes, he couldn't explain, because this was the official business of the government, and the case needed to be kept confidential.

Even so, knowing that he was misunderstood and wronged, did he show a trace of annoyance

and silently endure it...

Fuxiang suddenly lifted her skirt and ran to Playing Yingmei Pavilion.

"Madam, where are you going, slow down..." The maid was surprised.

Running all the way back to Yingmei Pavilion, Fuxiang pushed the door and entered the

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The room was empty, 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 caught up 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. She didn't dare to

disturb her and turned around to clean up the room.

She saw the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table next to the screen, and she

said "Huh", walked to the table and said:

"Madam, there is a poem here... It may be left by Mr. Xu."

Fuxiang suddenly came to life, ran to the table barefoot, snatched it from the maid's hand as

if it were a treasure, and took a closer look:

"The beauty rolled up the pearl curtain

Sitting deep with frowning eyebrows

But I can see the wet tears

I don't know who I hate in my heart."

"Xu Lang, Xu Lang..." She laughed first, and then tears fell down, and she fell to the ground,

holding the paper to her heart, crying and laughing, like a pear blossom in the rain.

"I want to go find him." Fuxiang wiped her tears, got up, and trotted to the door.

The maid was horrified and hugged the lady's soft waist: "No, no, no, you are the most prestigious lady in the Jiaofangsi. If this matter gets out, how can the lady live? The reputation she has accumulated with great difficulty will be gone.

"I have never heard of any lady as unfashionable as you."

Fuxiang was furious: "Let me go."

"No!"

...

Xu Qian'an bought six big meat buns on the street, ate them on the horse's back, and walked

leisurely to the government office.

"The lady in the Jiaofangsi is good-looking... Each has its own merits, beautiful beyond

words. Well, after the Sangpo case is over, I will communicate with them one by one, and publish a "Guide to the Evaluation of Dafeng Lady" in the future.

"The only problem is the lack of money. I only pick up three coins of silver every day, and the

price of an oiran is at least thirty taels per night.

"Thanks to the nine years of compulsory education, my poetry studies were not in vain... Haha, I am really a shame for time travelers. Others become plagiarists to get into official

careers, but I do it for free...

"Speaking of which, I will soon be twenty years old. Fortunately, my aunt is not my mother

and will not urge me to get married. I can make my own decision. Caiwei is the disciple of the supervisor. She has a strong background. Marrying her is like marrying a half princess. It is not easy to go out and fool around...

"Don't rush to get married. Wait a few more years. The Jiaofangsi has twenty-four oirans. Haha, I am thinking nonsense. The disciple of the supervisor may not like me."

Xu Baipiao laughed at himself in his heart, his thoughts flying, and turned to the case again.

Ming Yan was arrested by Song Tingfeng at his instruction. Although she was confirmed to be innocent last night, there were still things to ask, such as when did the maid enter the

Jiaofangsi, who did she have close contact with on weekdays, etc.

.....

In a secluded courtyard, willow trees hung down branches, bare and slightly desolate.

There were ping-pong sounds in the room, and the man's painful roar... After a while, all the

noise 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"="

word lit up at the wellhead, and then broke.

After removing the seal, Henghui jumped in.

At the bottom of the dim well, the mud exuded a faint smell of water. The middle-aged monk

leaned against the well wall and sat cross-legged in meditation.

He looked decadent and his lips were chapped, as if he had been seriously injured.

The middle-aged monk was tall and burly, with a light blue jaw and a face full of bitterness

and hatred.

If Xu Qian'an was here, he would recognize this burly monk as Hengyuan, whom he had been

looking for.

"Brother..." Henghui's hoarse voice.

Hengyuan ignored him and sat cross-legged in silence.

"I was seriously injured and my broken hand backfired." Henghui said. Hengyuan opened his eyes and said with concern: "Henghui, it's not too late to turn back."

Henghui shook his head, "Brother, I have been with you since I entered Qinglong Temple at

the age of six. You taught me to meditate, taught me to chant scriptures, took care of my food

and clothing, and treated me like a brother and a father. Now I want to ask you for something.

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Hengyuan sighed and nodded.

Henghui raised his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes without whites under his cloak. He smiled grimly: "I want to eat my senior brother."