Chapter 102

Little turtle Gong was beaten for a while, not angry at all, with a smile on his face. He was respectful and even flattering:

"just a moment, I'll go right now. Young master Yang is coming. My wife knows that she must be very happy."

Xu Qi'an patronizes Fuxiang from time to time. The courtyard has long believed that he is a good friend of lady Huakui. Xiaomenfang is proud and indifferent to other guests, but he does not dare to neglect Xu Qi'an.

I want to kneel and lick.

Xu Qi'an leads the watchman into the courtyard. The plum forest in the corner floats, and the white walls are elegant.

When Hua Kui heard that Xu Qi'an had a private show, she immediately made up her maid and wore a pink and white dress, revealing her delicate collarbone and white neck.

White breast wrapped in Tulle looms.

Fu Xiang accompanies Xu Qi'an personally and brings him tea and wine. Occasionally, he talks with his ears and smiles like flowers.

I'm envious of all the gongs.

Fuxiang itself is a well-known Huakui. After the song "faint fragrance floating in the evening of the moon" came out, its value has gone up.

It's said that we don't have company anymore. At least it's impossible for ordinary people.

Even so, there are still many guests who come to Yingmei pavilion every day to drink and listen to the music. Because Fuxiang occasionally comes out as an official to organize everyone to play wine.

After three rounds of wine, Xu Qi'an gave song Tingfeng a wink and stood up and said, "colleagues, Xu is too strong to drink. Let's have a rest first and play."

Of course, the gongs have no problem. They look at each other and laugh.

Floating incense Mou light flow, strange looked at Xu Qi'an one eye, then let him embrace incense shoulder to leave.

...

after the bath, Xu Qi'an was dressed in a white single dress, sitting idly with a wine glass in his hand.

"Xu Lang seldom brings his colleagues to drink." Similarly, just after the shower, he sat on the bed at a distance, tilted his head and wiped his hair.

Her skin is warm and moist, and her face is flawless. In the shadow of the candle, she is more enchanting and mysterious.

"It's a long story," Xu Qi'an sighed after a sip of wine. "A few days ago, two golden gongs fell in love with me and wanted to recruit me into their ranks. They had a fight in the daguanren Yamen."

Fuxiang got out of bed and her skirt fell down to cover her two long snow-white legs. She hugged Xu Qian from behind and said with a smile, "are you envied by villains?"

"Red eye disease has existed since ancient times." Xu Qian did not deny it.

"Xu Lang said earlier that my family would entertain your colleagues for you." Fuxiang said regretfully.

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

"No need." Xu Qian smiles.

He has no lack of interpersonal skills. He holds Fuxiang in his arms with his backhand. When the glass is tilted, the cold liquor flows along Fuxiang's white neck.

"This is the way to drink." Xu Qi'an laughed and bowed his head.

With the smell of wine all over his body, Xu Qi'an left the master bedroom to have a look at the wine room on the pretext of going out to breathe. His colleagues happily played games in the music, as if opening the door of a new world.

Since ancient times, the priests would not refuse as long as they had enough money.

Xu Qi'an jumped on the wall, took out a piece of paper from his arms and ignited it.

He raised his head, two clear air shot through the night, flash away.

In the line of sight, various kinds of Qi numbers emerge, and the world becomes colorful.

Xu Qi'an learned from Chu Caiwei that the green one represented the evil spirit. When he was on the night tour that day, he clearly saw the green light flashing over the Department of Jiaofang.

This means that there are demons hidden in the Department. It's a bold guess, because the Department is usually a place where officials and dignitaries drink and have fun. In such a place, there are demons hidden.

But that's what happened.

This time, Xu Qi'an kept in mind the principle that if he did not die, he would not die. He did not go to spy on Si Tianjian, so that he would not be blinded again.

All kinds of demons, but not his eyes.

"Is the evil left... Or is it hidden in a special way?" Xu Qian jumped down the wall and returned to the boudoir of Fuxiang Huakui.

...

Fu Xiang curled up in Xu Qi'an's arms, flashing bright eyes: "Xu Lang, how about redeeming myself for my family?"

Xu Qi'an, the sage of time, is not moved.

Huakui twisted her body and said in a coquettish way: "people just want to be concubines. They just want to serve Xu Lang."

Xu Qi'an touched her head, fingers in the green silk stroked: "don't make trouble, we this kind of sincere emotion should not be adulterated with copper."

Fu Xiang's eyes were red, and he said in tears, "you just want to play with me in vain. When you're tired of playing, you'll kick people away."

Did you find out about that?! Xu Qian thought in surprise.

He said helplessly: "you are Huakui of Jiaofang department. It's impossible to redeem you without 45002. Moreover, the Ministry of rites may not agree. "

"I've also saved some money these years, and I've asked someone about it. It only takes three years for causeway to buy a yard in the inner city." Fuxiang hugged him and begged in soft language: "xulang, redeem me."The charming Huakui not only knows how to act in a coquettish way, but also makes full use of her own capital. Her exquisite and protruding figure clings to Xu Qian.

There are tears in my eyes.

Xu Qi'an frowned, but it was not difficult. She had met this kind of girl in her last life. She knew how to be coquettish. She could handle buying this and that (luxury goods).

He's just a little strange. He's a well-known Huakui. His career is booming and he's young. Even if he wants to be good, it's a little early.

Besides, although the watchmen are afraid of all officials because of their organization, they are more than enough to serve as concubines for senior officials of four grades.

"It's not urgent. I'll redeem myself for you when I save some money." Xu Qian casually perfunctory, holding Huakui's greasy figure, let himself three seconds to sleep.

In the dark, Fuxiang quietly stares at Xu Qian's face, with clear eyes.

The next morning, a group of people left the Department.

Colleagues met Xu Qian and said hello with a smile. They had a close relationship. If we used to treat Xu Qi'an as a colleague, now we treat him as a small partner.

The effect is very good.

In fact, as long as it's not jealousy or high status, the same level of Causeway will not have the brain to hate him.

Most people are willing to make friends with Xu Qian.

Because in this way, the identity of a lucky dog who is favored by two golden gongs will be transformed into: the guy who is favored by two golden gongs is my friend.

Along the way to chat, a gong suddenly said with a smile: "Ningyan is really talent, let me know how ignorant and boring I used to be."

Colleagues gave a kind and ambiguous laugh.

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

More interesting... People's eyes are shining.

They arrived at the watchman's Yamen at Maoshi. After ordering Mao, Xu Qi'an and song Tingfeng came to the side hall of Chunfeng hall. They had a few sips of tea and were going out to patrol the street. An official came in a hurry.

"Three adults, please welcome Mr. Li."

There is life... Xu Qi'an three people hang on the sabre and come to Chunfeng hall side by side.

Li Yuchun, who is meticulously dressed and dressed, is perfectly integrated with the spring breeze hall, which is also neat and orderly.

Brother chun, you are very tired to live like this... Xu Qi'an sympathizes with his boss's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Li Yuchun pointed to the three cards and tickets beside the case: "today, I'm going to go home shopping. You three are going on behalf of me. In the same way, I would like to repeat, do not do unnecessary things.

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

It's home hunting?!

Xu Qi'an was surprised. House hunting is one of the business of watchmen, and the target is criminal officials.

"It's a document." Li Yuchun showed the documents sent to him to the three people.

The object of this house hunting is the principal of the financial department of the household department, which is the sixth grade. He was exiled for corruption and dereliction of duty.

The so-called "house raiding" means that all property in the house is confiscated. In Xu Qi'an's previous life, the criminal was deprived of his personal property.

Li Yuchun took a look at Xu Qi'an and said, "this man is subordinate to Zhou Shilang of the household department."

This is to tell Xu Qi'an that this is a follow-up to the tax and banking case.

The downfall of a court boss must be accompanied by the dismissal and punishment of the officials attached to him. It's like pulling out the mud from the radish.

On the way to the front yard, the Song court said, "it's the first time that you've participated in house hunting. I don't understand some rules. I'll tell you what to say.

"When the property is lost, the officials will count all the valuable things in the front yard, record them, and then take them back to the Yamen. But they are not involved in the search. "

At this point, song Tingfeng gave a look of "you understand it yourself".

Xu Qi'an, such an old man, immediately understood the meaning.

"Listen to the chief's meaning..." Xu Qian said tentatively.

"Hey, leave him alone." Song Tingfeng curled his lips: "the head is a dead brain, I don't know how to adapt. We have to work reasonably for our own interests. "

This is indeed a more reasonable way to seek interests, Xu Qi'an nodded.

At present, song Tingfeng did not want to extort money from the people, but he did not want to extort money from the merchants.

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

He has seen this kind of thing too many times, no matter before or in this life. Xu Qi'an took an attitude of no objection and no approval.

This time, the team was led by a silver Gong, four groups of gongs and 24 white soldiers.

Every three gongs belong to different silver gongs. The system of multi teams is to supervise and report each other.

The system is good. It's just that after a long period of time, everyone has made it clear that they all take a little, which is equivalent to no one.

Listening to song Tingfeng's popular science, the three came to the front yard and saw that there were already gongs gathering.Led by a young silver Gong, in his early 30s, with thin lips and rebellious eyebrows, he knew that he was not easy to get along with just by looking at his face.

Song Tingfeng leads the two colleagues to get close to the silver Gong and takes out the ticket in his arms.

That silver Gong sees three people come over, eyes suddenly sharp rise, deep voice way: "you three are late."

"We are not late," said Xu Qi'an

When they received the news, they came. Although they talked on the road and walked slowly, it was definitely not more than a quarter of an hour.

As soon as he heard the Gong, his eyebrows stood up and his eyes were sharp. He took off his waist and put on his Sabre and drew it to Xu Qi'an's cheek.

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

It seems that Xu Qi'an did not expect to be able to escape. The silver Gong was stunned and said with a grim smile: "dare to escape."

"My Lord, my lord..." Song Tingfeng hurriedly inserted between them, with a shy face and a smile: "yes, we're late. Don't be angry, my Lord. If you delay your business, there's still a good job waiting for you."

He can talk about copying his family.

Who knows that silver Gong doesn't give face at all. He kicks song Tingfeng's belly and kicks him out. After struggling for a while, he can't stand up.

He was aiming at me... But I didn't offend him... Xu Qi'an was angry, he subconsciously pressed the handle of the knife.

The silver Gong narrowed his eyes and laughed instead of anger. Another scabbard came over and sneered: "how, if you want to draw a knife, do you deserve it?"

I'll be dead if I draw the knife. Xu Qi'an raises his hand to block it, and his arm bone is badly hurt.

It's a bit of a shame that so many people are watching.

See Xu seven an recognize counsels, silver Gong again smoked a few, sneer a way: "roll in."

Three of Xu Qian joined the team.

Then, one after another, gongs came, and the silver Gong did not care, and let them join in.

Seeing this scene, Xu Qian was absolutely sure that the silver Gong was aimed at him. He was puzzled that he had not offended him.

"It's a good thing you didn't smoke a knife just now, or you'll be finished." Someone said behind him.

Xu Qi'an turned his head and took a look. It was the causeway that he drank flower wine with last night.

"I'm not that stupid. It's a big crime to draw a knife at the silver Gong." He said.

Gong nodded and whispered, "his surname is Zhu. He is the youngest silver Gong in Yamen."

Xu Qi'an depressed way: "I don't know him."

Causeway "Hey" A: "his father also surnamed Zhu."

Xu Qi said with ease that this was not nonsense. He listened to Zhu Guangxiao's low voice: "Zhu Jinluo?"

Tongluo, who drank Huajiu, gave a "Er" sound and added: "he is the youngest silver Gong and the most promising young Junyan in our capital Yamen. Er, before Xu Qi'an appeared.

"The day before yesterday, I had a drink with the Gong under his hand. He told me that Zhu Yinluo didn't like you very much. More than once, he said that you were just a gong..."

at this time, Zhu Yinluo scanned the crowd with sharp eyes, and the Gong was silent immediately.

PS: there's another chapter, sleep after sending it.