Chapter 562

The personal eunuch of the Yuanjing Emperor came to take the booklet with a dust in his hand and handed it to the Yuanjing Emperor respectfully.

The Yuanjing Emperor put the book aside, took the booklet and read it carefully.

As he read, he raised his eyebrows, and anger was brewing in his eyes.

"Nonsense. The Ministry of Justice and the magistrate are getting more and more useless." The Yuanjing Emperor blamed.

He glanced at Eunuch Liu, who was so scared that he trembled.

The Yuanjing Emperor threw the booklet aside and said in an emotionless tone, "Where is the night watchman at the Yamen?"

Eunuch Liu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, they, they are behind …"

The Yuanjing Emperor raised his eyebrows, picked up the booklet again and continued to read.

As he read, his tightly knitted eyebrows unconsciously relaxed, and the impatience between his eyebrows gradually disappeared. He was actually very focused on reading.

The Yuanjing Emperor changed from lying on his side to sitting upright.

His face became more and more serious, and his eyes became more and more sharp.

The two eunuchs unconsciously slowed down their breathing. They were afraid of disturbing the Emperor, and also afraid of being unlucky.

In the end, when the Yuanjing Emperor put down the booklet, the sage-like temperament he had cultivated for 20 years was gone, and only the majesty and fierceness of a human emperor remained.

Eunuch Liu's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

He thought that the Emperor would be satisfied, but it seemed that it had the opposite effect.

"Pass the order!"

The Yuanjing Emperor's face was as cold as frost, and his tone was serious. "The Taikang County Magistrate was derelict in his duty, and hundreds of people were killed and injured in the gray households around the Great Yellow Mountain.

"The magistrate constable Lü Qing will be promoted to the chief of detectives of the School of Six-Fans."

He did not mention Xu Qi'an, because Xu Qi'an was a criminal, and his performance commission should be put at the end. The reward was his life.

"This servant understands!" Eunuch Liu felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders and he retreated.

After leaving Jingxin Hall, he took the little eunuch back to his residence without saying a word, and let out a long breath.

Although he did not know that the Emperor's face was even worse after reading the latter part of the booklet, according to the Emperor's oral order, the Emperor should be very satisfied. The Emperor was in a gloomy mood because of something else.

In Jingxin Hall, the Yuanjing Emperor stood by the window and kept silent for a long time.

"Tell the Emperor to lift the ban in the inner and outer city."

…

Xu Qi 'an dragged his tired body back to the mansion. Dinner was already over.

The front hall of Xu Manor was brightly lit. Xu Pingzhi and Xu Xinnian were waiting there for his return.

"Nian 'er, get the kitchen to heat up the dishes and serve them," Xu Pingzhi said.

The handsome Xu Xinnian walked with a handsome face, "Xu" Xu said. "Xu Xinnian" and "Xu" Xu said. Qing.

The candlelight swayed slightly, and the Second Uncle Xu's rugged square face was cold and serious.

Not long after, Xu Xinnian came back. The kitchen maids brought the cooked food over and kept it in the pot, waiting for Xu Qi'an to come back.

Looking at the rugged Second Uncle and the handsome little brother, Xu Qi'an was in a trance.

He was alone in this world. He had no mobile phone, no computer, no keyboard warriors, and no Japanese love education films.

Every day, he lived with candles and oil lamps. When he went to the toilet, he had to lift the hem of his clothes high while cursing.

Sometimes, in his dreams, he dreamed that he returned to his previous life and woke up with a smile. Then, he stared blankly at the beams on the roof.

"I suddenly want to drink." Xu Qi'an cursed in a low voice and took the wine pot from the kitchen maids.

When the kitchen maids were ready to serve the dishes, Xu Pingzhi waved his hand and gestured for them to leave.

Xu Qi'an gulped down the wine, not because he missed his old life, but because he suddenly thought of a saying, "My hometown is where my heart is at peace."

In this world, there would always be people waiting for you to come home at night, heating up the food for you in the kitchen.

No matter how tired, helpless, or lonely you were outside, when you came back here, you would understand that you were not alone.

After drinking half a pot of wine, Xu Qi'an let out a long breath. "Sampo was bombed. His Majesty ordered me to investigate the case thoroughly and redeem myself with meritorious service."

Xu Pingzhi nodded slowly. "I already know. But this matter is not something you can interfere with."

"I know. I am only responsible for investigating the case, not for pursuing the evidence." Xu Qi'an said helplessly, "I have to try. If I don't try, I can only run."

He had never thought of paying for the imperial power. If he couldn't solve the case, running away was inevitable.

"This shouldn't implicate you. After all, I didn't commit any major crimes," Xu Qi'an said.

The reason why he cursed just now was that he had finally found a home where he had a sense of belonging, and he might have to say goodbye to it in the near future.

Xu Qi'an's crime was to kill his superior. Although it was a capital crime, it was far from being implicated in the family.

In Daibun, being implicated in the crime was a very serious crime. Ordinary people were not even qualified to be implicated in the crime.

To achieve the crime of implicating Clan X, the following conditions had to be met: First, rebellion. Second, causing heavy losses to the country. Third, causing heavy losses to the imperial family. Fourth, standing on the wrong side!

Xu Pingzhi belonged to the second category. Losing tax money would cause heavy losses to the national treasury. But this was not the norm.

Those who could achieve the above four achievements were usually high-ranking officials in the imperial court. Those Zhu Zigui's families would be executed at the slightest provocation.

Therefore, "being implicated in the crime" was also jokingly called the privilege of the big shots.

People like Xu Qi'an would at most be sentenced to death. If he escaped, he would be a fugitive, and his uncle and aunt would not be implicated.

The second uncle Xu nodded with satisfaction. "It's good that you can understand. You've been stubborn since you were young."

That was me in the past. Now, I've changed a lot … Xu Qi'an shook his head. "I'm not stupid."

Xu Erlang also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If there's no other way, you can go to Yunzhou."

Yunzhou?

Xu Qi'an was stunned.

He knew about Yunzhou. It was heavily plagued by bandits, so it was called Bandit State. The second one was also in Yunzhou.

Xu Erlang said, "Then you're heavily plagued by bandits, and the influence of the imperial court is the worst. Even if you're wanted, you'll be very safe there.

"If you're ruthless, you can become a bandit. Not only can you hone your martial arts, but you can also control power. Many criminals wanted by the imperial court and outlaws in the Jianghu like to gather in Yunzhou. "

That made sense. Compared to other areas, hiding in Yunzhou was safer. The more chaotic the place, the safer it was … Wait!

An idea flashed in Xu Qi'an's mind.

If I were Baihu Zhou, where would I run to?

Colluding with demons, blowing up Sampo, perfectly accomplishing the felony of "exterminating the whole family" and "implicating the three clans".

It was not safe to hide anywhere, because the imperial court would not let him go.

Then where should he hide?

Two choices: leave Daibun, or hide in Yunzhou!

Yes, Yunzhou.

Xu Qi'an became excited. Just as he was about to pat his little brother's shoulder, he heard his second uncle slam the table angrily. "Don't go to Yunzhou."

The two brothers were shocked.

"Why?" Xu Qi'an was surprised by his second uncle's reaction.

"What are you going to do in Yunzhou? Become a bandit? "The second uncle Xu said angrily," The imperial court exterminates bandits every year. What if they send me to Yunzhou in the future? Have you forgotten the promise you made the other day? "

What promise … Oh, it was internal strife … Xu Qi'an and Xu Xinnian lowered their heads in shame.

They really did forget.

They did not expect his second uncle to remember it. It seemed that he really kept it in his heart.

"I know, I know. I won't go to Yunzhou. I'll go to the Western Regions." Xu Qi'an said.

Hu Ji of the Western Regions was beautiful and passionate!

After lunch, Xu Qi'an saw Xu Lingyue coming in with a bowl of hot milk. She pursed her red lips and looked gentle.

"Big brother, have a bowl of milk to nourish yourself."

"Lingyue went to the street and bought it herself. It's fresh milk for lunch." The second uncle Xu smiled sincerely when he saw his nephew getting closer.

"Lingyue drank two bowls and got beaten up by her sister."

Xu Qi'an took the milk and smelled it. He almost vomited … The milk smelled fishy and disgusting.

Fresh milk in this era was like this. There were no additives, and it had the original taste. At most, it was sterilized with heat.

But in fact, it was not delicious.

Although it tasted bad, it was something that only the nobles could drink every day, although the taste was not popular.

But it could nourish the body. For the children of the nobles, milk was a daily necessity.

"Can I try to improve the milk … and then make a lot of money with the secret recipe … Well, I don't know how to get rid of this taste. My teacher didn't teach me at school …" Xu Qi'an sighed. Under his sister's eager eyes, he swallowed it.

Deep feelings.

Touching the bowl that was still warm, Xu Qi 'an suddenly remembered something from the past.

When he was in middle school, his parents ordered milk in glass bottles for him. It was still hot when it was delivered to his house every morning.

Xu Qi'an did not drink it himself. He put it in his pocket and gave it to his goddess. He thought it was love. When he grew up, he found that the girl had someone else's Trensu in her mouth.

He found that he was actually a bootlicker.

…

Unbeknownst to him, it had begun to rain outside, soaking the withered branches and soaking the stone slabs in the courtyard.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Xu Qi'an held an oil-paper umbrella and returned to his yard.

He lit an oil lamp and opened the window. The sky was completely dark. A little candle stubbornly shone through. The rain pattered.

The world was quiet. It was so quiet that people could calm their hearts and think about many things.

A cup of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, ten years of lanterns in the night rain of the pugilistic world!

When the poet Huang Tingjian wrote this poem, he was probably in the same mood as Xu Qi. They were both thinking about someone in their hearts.

Perhaps, it was also such a quiet, bleak night.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Qi'an lit the lamp twice before he broke free from his melancholy mood.

People could not always be immersed in their own world. There were still many things that needed to be done.

Xu Qi'an sat by the table and took out a small jade mirror. He typed in the information: "Oh, something happened in the capital again."