Jiang Lvzhong was still unconvinced, but he dared not act rashly again.
Wei Yuan said leisurely, "The reason he is under Yang Yan is not because of Yang Yan, but because of Li Yuchun."
Li Yuchun?
The three Jinluo's were even more confused. Li Yuchun was only a Silver Gong and could be considered a talent, but he was inflexible, inflexible, and stubborn.
Could it be that Li Yuchun and Xu Qi 'an have some deep relationship? Jiang Lvzhong guessed.
Wei Yuan explained unhurriedly, "Li Yuchun can test Xu Qi 'an's character, and Xu Qi' an also needs an inflexible person to be his leader. If it were any other Yin Gong, they would have a conflict with him. "
Li Yuchun could not tolerate any sand in his eyes, so he could be used to guide and persuade Xu Qi 'an. And with Xu Qi 'an's temperament and philosophy revealed in the Pass of Conscience Questioning, he could not be like a fish in water under any Silver Gong.
He might even cause trouble.
Seeing the three of them pondering, Wei Yuan said gently, "What about you? Why did you choose this piece of gold?"
Jiang Lvzhong did not hide anything. "Uncle Pingyuan's case is rather tricky. According to the current clues, it is highly likely that it was a Jianghu person seeking revenge. But he has long escaped, and it is extremely difficult to find him. Coincidentally, Xu Qi 'an is good at solving cases, so I want to transfer him to work for me. "
This reason was reasonable. The Wei father and son trio nodded their heads.
Jiang Lvzhong continued, "But what really caught my attention was something else."
Yang Yan looked at him immediately.
"On the night Uncle Pingyuan was killed, I brought a few Qi Observation Masters from the Celestial Commissioner to track the murderer. When the White Gowns saw Xu Qi 'an, they were extremely excited and insisted on talking to him.
"As soon as they met, they bowed respectfully. Since when did the White Gowns of the Celestial Commissioner treat a Warrior so politely?"
Jiang Lvzhong shook his head and continued, "When my Silver Gong asked, I found out that this person has a close relationship with the Alchemist of the Celestial Commissioner."
"A close relationship with the Alchemist of the Celestial Commissioner?" The feminine Nangong Qianrou seemed to have thought of something.
"I remember in the Silver Tax Case, it was he who created fake silver with alchemy and solved the mystery. Using alchemy to please the Celestial Commissioner's White Gowns is a smart move. It's just that the warlocks of the Imperial Astronomer have always looked down on martial artists. This kid is really flexible. "
Yang Yan frowned.
He himself was the kind of martial artist who looked down on everything and everyone. He regarded cultivators of various major systems as ants. He felt that this was the kind of imposing manner that a high-ranked martial artist must possess.
He regarded cultivators of all major systems as ants. He thought this was the momentum that a high-ranking Warrior must have.
If Xu Qi 'an fawned over the Imperial Astronomer and fawned over him, then Yang Yan's impression of him would be lowered.
"No, it's not like that." Jiang Lvzhong sighed and denied, "Those Qi-gazing Masters are very respectful to him. They are eager to please him. They even said that Song Qing of the Celestial Commissioner praised Xu Qi 'an as' my teacher '. "
"Nonsense!" Nangong Qianrou didn't believe it.
"Song Qing is the direct disciple of the Supervisor. How could he say that? What does he think of the Supervisor?"
Yang Yan didn't speak, but he didn't believe it either.
Wei Yuan was deep in thought.
…
Xu Qi 'an finished his patrol, returned to the office of the night watchman, wrote a report as usual, and then left.
Today, he didn't go home. Instead, he went to the Musical House.
As a man of his age, he was vigorous and had the strongest desire. Every day, he couldn't control the turbulence in his body.
To put it more vividly, he was thinking about Shen Gongbao every day.
Today, there was no tea party in the Yingmei Pavilion. The customers just listened to the music and watched the dance. During the banquet, Fu Xiang showed up once, and the customers were satisfied.
"It's good that the real big shots don't come to the Musical House …" As usual, Xu Qi 'an was invited to have tea.
In the bedroom where charcoal was burning, Fu Xiang, wearing a gorgeous dress, lowered her head and played the zither. She was dignified and elegant, with the temperament of a lady from a noble family.
"Today, you are quite reserved. You didn't serve me bathing with your breasts exposed …" Xu Qi 'an sat in the bathtub, enjoying the service of the maid.
Xu Qi 'an looked at the beauty through the screen.
She just raised her head and smiled. In an instant, she was very charming.
That shapeless charm made Xu Dalang feel a rush of heat.
Just for a moment, that inexplicable feeling disappeared. Xu Qi 'an thought he saw it through the screen.
The next morning, when Xu Qi 'an woke up, he looked at the water leak beside the bed and found that it was a quarter to seven in the morning. He had overslept, which was rare.
Fu Xiang slept lazily. Her black hair covered her beautiful and delicate face. She was like a plump peony that had been ravaged by the storm last night. Her branches trembled and bore the impact, and her flower buds were densely patted by the rain.
This morning, she looked a little sluggish and needed to sleep to restore her spirit.
After washing and eating breakfast with the service of the maid, the chief maid beside Fu Xiang said timidly, "Young Master, you are strong, but you are a delicate girl after all. Please take care of me."
Before Xu Qi 'an answered, she blushed and said shyly, "Ping' er is willing to share the burden for you."
"It's not about whether you want to or not. It's about whether I want to or not."
Xu Qi 'an looked at the appearance of the chief maid. She was delicate, but compared with Fu Xiang, she must be very different.
…
He took the horse from the "service staff" of the Musical House and mounted it. Suddenly, he heard a hearty laughter.
Following the sound, he saw several men in the uniform of the Imperial Saber Guard walking to the stable together.
One of them had a square face and a strong figure. He was the second uncle Xu.
Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues spent the night in the Musical House, talking and laughing. When they came to the stable, they saw a handsome young man on the back of a horse, wearing the uniform of a night watchman, with a gong tied to his chest and a saber hanging on his waist.
"…" The hearty laughter of the second uncle was stuck in his throat.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other in silence. At this time, silence was better than words. The silver bottle suddenly broke, and the liquid splashed.
After a few seconds, the uncle and nephew turned their heads at the same time, pretending not to know each other.
The several leaders of the Imperial Saber Guard did not notice, and they were still talking and laughing.
"In this year's capital inspection, I don't know how many family members of the lords will join the Musical House."
"We're lucky, hahaha."
"Speaking of which, it is difficult to see Miss Fu Xiang now."
"Fu Xiang is now famous in the capital, and later, it will also spread to all the provinces, and her status will rise."
"But last night, Miss Fu Xiang was accompanying a guest. When she passed by the Yingmei Pavilion, the little turtle just took down the sign on the gate."
"What a blessing."
The second uncle subconsciously looked at Xu Qi 'an, thinking, "The object of your envy is my nephew."
The uncle and nephew pretended not to know each other and left the Musical House. Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues outside the alley of the Musical House, cupped their hands and said goodbye. He rode the horse to catch up with Xu Qi 'an, and said in a deep voice, "Ning Yan …"
"Second uncle, you're so mean!" Xu Qi 'an said righteously and indignantly, "Aunt is such a beautiful girl. She married you, but you don't cherish her, and come to the Musical House to fool around."
Aunt was so beautiful that the uncle always felt that he was blessed by God to marry such a beautiful wife.
The main reason was that in this era, marriage was decided by parents. In Xu Qi 'an's previous life, the best seafood was only enjoyed by the upper class.
Xu Pingzhi opened his mouth and said helplessly, "In three days, it will be the day when His Majesty worships the ancestors. During this time, there will be more social activities. Don't tell your aunt … "
"So, Second uncle, you said before that you didn't go to the Musical House to deceive people." Xu Qi 'an added another stab, and finally said, "Second uncle, what do you want to say to me?"
"No, nothing." The second uncle Xu gave up the idea of teaching his nephew a lesson.
Xu Qi 'an, who took the initiative, nodded slightly.
Approaching the Xu Mansion, the second uncle Xu was probably feeling guilty. Seeing a seller selling green oranges not far away, he turned his head and said, "I'm going to buy some oranges. Wait for me here."
"…" Xu Qi 'an was suddenly taken advantage of, but he couldn't refute, so he nodded helplessly.
On the way, Xu Pingzhi peeled an orange and deliberately smeared the juice of the orange peel on his body.
"An old whoremaster …" Xu Qi 'an admired him secretly, and said, "Second uncle, don't lose the peel, give it to me."
The second uncle Xu handed the orange and asked curiously, "You don't need it."
"You hide it from your wife, I hide it from your daughter!"
After smearing the orange peel on their bodies, the two entered the mansion.
The aunt smelled the smell on them, and she felt disgusted, frowning her delicate eyebrows.
"I just bought oranges, fresh and sweet." The second uncle Xu handed the uneaten orange to her.
The aunt nodded, peeled a piece with her slender fingers, put it in her mouth, and handed it to the second uncle Xu with no expression.
Seeing that his wife was sharing, the second uncle Xu also peeled a piece, and then handed it to Xu Qi 'an expressionlessly.
"It's a heartwarming scene to share an orange …" Xu Qi 'an took it with a smile, ate a piece, and then handed it to Xu Lingyue.
Xu Lingyue also ate a piece, and waved at Xu Lingyin, who was running around in the hall looking for fun.
Xu Lingyin took the orange, broke two pieces with her short fingers, and put them in her mouth. In an instant, her little face scrunched up, and she shivered from the sourness.
The little bean ate the orange with a ferocious look.
The whole family was relieved, and they handed the whole bag of oranges to Xu Lingyin to deal with.
