Chapter 467

Xu Qi'an, who got up early, had just arrived at the back hall when he heard Xu Lingyin's noisy voice.

There was a bright red pimple on her fair and tender little face, and it hurt when she pressed it.

Her aunt lied to her, saying that there were worms on her face, and the worms were eating her flesh. She would be disfigured tomorrow, and she would not be able to get married in the future.

Xu Lingyin did not care whether she could get married or not, but she had always thought of herself as a cute child. In the future, she would be as beautiful as her mother and sister, and would become an excellent troublemaker.

Hearing her mother say this, she was so sad that she wanted to cry.

That was why her aunt was also a bad person. She even lied to her own young daughter, and even laughed at her proudly.

"Big Brother …" Xu Lingyin shook her little butt and ran in front of her big brother. She suddenly stopped, turned her face, and pointed at her cheek with her short finger. She pouted and said, "I'm going to be disfigured."

"This is not disfigured." Xu Qi'an touched her head. "This is a bubble of beauty."

"What is a bubble of beauty?"

"In the future, you will definitely be prettier than your mother and sister."

Xu Lingyin believed him and was very happy. She ate three bowls of porridge for breakfast.

…

When they arrived at the night watchman yamen, Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng, and Zhu Guangxiao, who were in charge of the daily patrol, strolled together on the street.

"Your saber is not bad." Song Tingfeng noticed that the saber hanging on Xu Qi'an's back had changed.

Xu Qi'an held the saber with one hand, and with a flick of his thumb, the Black Gold Saber was drawn three inches out of the sheath, and then quickly returned to the sheath. He smiled proudly.

"Celestial Commissioner gave it to me."

He did not say that it was a gift from the Supervisor. Even if he said it, no one would believe him. If they believed him and the news spread, it would attract covetous eyes.

"An artifact?" Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao's eyes lit up.

Xu Qi'an shook his head. It was not an artifact, and there was no formation inscribed on it. The only characteristic was that it was hard.

This point was very consistent with Xu Qi 'an's.

The streets in the inner city were wide and extended in all directions. Xu Qi'an bought a lot of snacks and distributed them to his two colleagues.

The daily patrol had its advantages. Other than the night watchman, there were also the Imperial Sword Guards patrolling the city and constables.

This greatly reduced the pressure on the night watchmen. They had time to slack off. When they were tired from walking, they could go to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to books. They could also listen to music.

Walking, Xu Qi'an stepped on a hard lump. He looked straight ahead and bent down to pick it up without any hesitation.

His movements were so natural and smooth, and his expression was so calm that Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao thought that he was just touching his pants or patting his boots, and other ordinary actions.

He did not notice that his new colleague had just seen three coins of silver.

Xu Qi 'an held the silver in his hand and suggested, "How about listening to music in a brothel?"

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hesitated for a moment. "Okay."

The three of them entered the brothel with ease and came to a private room on the second floor. The table was placed by the railing, so the guests could drink and eat while overlooking the performance on the stage in the lobby.

"The day after tomorrow is His Majesty's ancestral worship. You should have experienced it a few times." Xu Qi'an started the conversation.

"We only need to guard the edge of Sampo. The ancestral worship ceremony will be held at Sampo. You know this, right?" Song Tingfeng chewed on peanuts and took a sip of wine.

"We only need to guard the edge of Sampo. The ancestral worship ceremony will be held at Sampo. You know this, right?" Song Tingfeng chewed on peanuts and took a sip of wine.

Xu Qi'an nodded. Sampo was a small lake outside the imperial city. It happened to be under the protection of the Five Guards Military Camp in the capital.

The night watchman's task was very simple. He was to maintain order and protect the safety of the imperial family.

Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Rites were in charge of the sacrificial ceremony. The Imperial Sword Guards, Jin Wu Wei and other imperial guards patrolled the periphery.

After watching an opera, Song Tingfeng was bored and called the brothel keeper. After a while, a group of gorgeously dressed girls came in.

They smiled and stood in a row, winking at the three distinguished guests.

The uniforms of Xu Qi'an and the other two were quite intimidating.

Xu Qi'an didn't want to touch women because the treasury was emptied by Fu Xiang. Mortal Realm warriors didn't need to abstain from sex, but they still needed to control themselves.

"Later, when you're doing something, you can try to get the girls to call you daddy," Xu Qi'an said in a low voice.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao stared at him in disbelief, as if saying, "Are you a beast?"

After picking two beautiful girls, the two didn't leave the private room. Instead, they went into the inner room. In a place like the brothel, of course, people didn't just listen to music. Most of the time, they listened to music while completing the transmission of life.

Therefore, the private room usually had its own inner room.

The brothel keeper and the girls who didn't pick left. Xu Qi'an watched the new program while listening to the whispers.

Soon, Song Tingfeng said in a low voice, "Call me daddy."

Hearing this, Xu Qi'an smiled. He knew that he had opened the door to a new world for his colleagues.

There was no reply from the other side. Guang Xiao was really a hardworking and down-to-earth person …

…

When it was close to noon, the three left the brothel. Because they were full of pastries, tea, snacks, and wine, they didn't eat lunch.

"We had a lot of fun today." Song Tingfeng squinted his eyes, satisfied.

"This is nothing. Next time, I'll teach you how to play Russian Roulette." Xu Qi'an curled his lips.

"Russian Roulette?" Song Tingfeng looked unfamiliar, but it didn't hinder his interest. "Is it fun?"

"I haven't tried it." Xu Qi'an shrugged. After all, only the rich could afford to play this game.

Song Tingfeng had a "you're kidding me" expression on his face. "Then why are you talking to me?"

Xu Qi'an said helplessly, "Because I haven't learned how to manage time well."

They chatted as they walked. Suddenly, they saw a group of constables in official uniforms rushing over.

The leader was a woman. She was tall, beautiful, and her eyebrows were thicker than ordinary women. She was full of heroic spirit.

Lu Qing saw the three of them at a glance. After all, the uniform of the night watchman was handsome and eye-catching. He immediately reined in his horse's reins. His horse raised its front hooves and neighed loudly. His voice was clear and melodious. "Young Master Xu, we meet again … How have you been?"

Calling him Young Master Xu makes us "two". So Guang Xiao and I are just two nameless small characters … Song Tingfeng's face was full of smiles. His eyes narrowed into slits as he greeted,

"Long time no see. Arrester Lü, you look even more valiant."

Lü Qing smiled and then thought of business. She went straight to the point. "There's a murder case on Sanshui Street. It's also in your patrol area. Since you've met, let's go together."

"A murder case …" Song Tingfeng's face turned serious. "Okay, Arrester Lü, you go first. We'll follow."

…

Xu Qi'an and his colleagues rushed to Sanshui Street. At the gate of a house, they saw the horse tied by the road by the constables.

After entering the gate and passing through the yard, they saw a few magistrate's constables questioning them. The eyes of the women in the house were red, and they were crying.

Lü Qing was in the house, not in the yard.

Xu Qi'an looked at the beautiful hostess and said, "The deceased is your husband?"

Seeing the night watchman's uniform, the hostess nodded meekly and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

Xu Qi'an glanced at her curvaceous figure and said in a deep voice, "Call your son out."

The hostess didn't understand what the gong was thinking, so she sent her servant away. After a few minutes, the servant came out with a child of about ten years old.

"Anything else?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"… Only one son." The hostess held the child in her arms.

"I thought too much!" Xu Qi'an nodded in relief. He walked past the crowd and entered the house with his two colleagues.

It was a study. The deceased was lying on the desk. Dried blood had coagulated and covered half of the desk. There was a lot of blood loss.

With just one look, Xu Qi'an guessed that the victim's throat had been slit.

Lü Qing and two magistrate's constables were checking the corners, doors, windows, and beams of the study.

Xu Qi'an asked, "Did you find anything?"

Lü Qing shook his head. "Everything is in good condition. There are no signs of being pried open, no footprints on the window, and no footprints on the beams."

Xu Qi'an said, "An acquaintance did it."

"So soon?"

Knowing that Xu Qi'an was an expert, the crowd didn't refute. They looked at him and waited for his explanation.

"The doors and windows are in good condition. There are no footprints on the beams. Basically, we can rule out the crime of breaking into the study." Xu Qi'an walked around the deceased.

"The deceased was sitting upright. From the angle of lying on the desk, he died in an instant. There was no struggle. This means that the deceased and the murderer knew each other. Not only did they know each other, but they were also people that the murderer feared or respected. "

"Why do you say so?" Lü Qing asked humbly.

"The deceased shouldn't be a scholar, right?" Xu Qi'an asked.

Lü Qing didn't understand the meaning of his question. He answered, "A junior flag officer of the Jin Wu Guards."

Xu Qi'an nodded. "A normal person should be relaxed and satisfied when sitting in the study at home. He shouldn't be sitting in such an upright and meticulous manner. Unless the person he was facing forced him to treat respectfully.

"In addition, the cause of death seems to be slit throat, but I think the real cause of death is here …" Xu Qi'an grabbed the deceased's hair and lifted the pale face.

Everyone in the room saw a shallow dent on the deceased's forehead.