As soon as Xu Qian got up early, he heard Xu Lingyin's noisy sound as soon as he arrived at the back hall.
A bright red acne appeared on her smooth and white little face, which hurts when pressed.
My aunt lied to her that it was a bug on her face. The bug was eating her flesh. She would be disfigured tomorrow and would not be able to get married in the future.
Xu Lingyin didn't care whether she could get married, but she always felt that she was a cute child and would be as beautiful as her mother and sister in the future and become an excellent troublemaker.
After hearing what her mother said, she felt sad and wanted to cry.
So my aunt is also a bad person. She even cheated on her young girl and was proud and laughed at her side.
Big Brother... Xu Lingyin shook her little butt and ran to the elder brother. She braked suddenly, turned her face sideways, and pointed her cheek with a short finger, and puffed her mouth: I'm going to be disfigured.
You are not disfigured, Xu Qi'an touched her head: You are bubbling with beauty.
What is the bubbling of beauty?
He will definitely be more beautiful than your mother and sister in the future.
Xu Lingyin believed it and was very happy. She ate three bowls of porridge for breakfast.
……
When they arrived at the Kengren yamen, Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who were in charge of Japanese patrols, were walking on the streets together.
Your knife is good.Song Tingfeng noticed that Xu Qi'an's sword hanging on his back had changed.
Xu Qi'an pressed the knife with one hand and raised his thumb, causing the black gold knife to be sheathed three inches, and then quickly returned to the sheath, with a proud smile:
Sent from Sitianjian.
He didn't say it was given by the supervisor, and no one believed it. If it was reported and spread, it would attract the attention of coveted people.
Magic tool?Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao's eyes lit up.
Xu Qi'an shook his head. It was not a magic weapon, and there was no inscribed formation. His only characteristic was his hardness.
This is very consistent with Xu Qi'an.
The inner city streets are wide and well-connected. Xu Qi'an bought a lot of snacks and distributed them to his two colleagues, eating and walking.
Japanese patrols have the benefits of Japanese patrols. In addition to fighting against others, there are also Imperial Sword Guards who patrol the city and constables from the government office.
This has greatly reduced the work pressure of fighting more people. You can have time to fish. When you are tired, you can go to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to music, or listen to music in the brothel.
As he walked, Xu Qi'an stepped on a hard lump under his feet. He looked ahead, barely paused, and bent down to pick it up.
The movements were too natural and smooth, and the expressions were too calm, so that Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao thought he had just done ordinary movements such as touching the legs of the trousers and slapping the boots.
I didn't find out that this new colleague had just met three cents of silver.
Xu Qi'an held the money and suggested: How about listening to music in the brothel?
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hesitated for a moment: OK.
The three of them walked into the railings with a familiarity and came to the private room on the second floor. The table was placed beside the railings, and guests could drink tea and drink while overlooking the program on the lobby stage.
There is a saga on the stage.
The day after tomorrow is the day when Your Majesty worships his ancestors. You should have had several experiences.Xu Qi'an opened the topic and asked for experience from his two colleagues.
We just need to guard the edge of Sangbo. The ancestor worship ceremony is held in Sangbo. You know this.Song Tingfeng chewed peanuts and took a sip of wine.
Xu Qi'an nodded. Sangbo was a small lake outside the imperial city, which happened to be under the escort of the Five Guards of the Capital.
The task of fighting more people is very simple, which is to maintain order and protect the safety of the royal family.
The sacrificial process is under the responsibility of Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Rites, and the patrols on the periphery include Imperial Bad Guards and Jinwu Guards.
After watching a zakura drama, Song Tingfeng felt bored and called the madam. Soon, a group of girls dressed up in a gorgeous manner came in.
Standing in a row with a smile, throwing eyes at the three distinguished guests.
Xu Qi'an and the other two were still very intimidating.
Xu Qi'an did not want to touch a woman within three days. Warriors in Qi training do not need to abstinence, but they must also be restrained and cannot indulge.
Listen to me... He waved and whispered in the ears of his two colleagues.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao stared at him in disbelief, as if saying: Are you a beast?
After picking two beautiful women, they did not leave the private room, but entered the inner room and the raft. Of course, they would not just listen to music. Most of the time, they listened to music while completing the transmission of their lives.
The raft is equivalent to a concert + circus in my previous life. It has so many tricks and is so beautiful.Xu Qi'an drank wine, stuttered in small stutters, and enjoyed it with great enthusiasm.
……
As noon approached, the three of them left the tram, because they had a lot of pastries, tea, snacks and wine, so they simply stopped eating lunch.
I had a great time today.Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, satisfied.
What is this?Xu Qi'an curled his lips.
Song Tingfeng looked strange, but it didn't hinder his interest: What.
I don't know much, either.Xu Qi'an shrugged.After all, only rich people can afford to play this game.
Song Tingfeng looked like you were teasing me: Then what are you saying to me?
Xu Qian was helpless.
While walking and chatting, I suddenly saw a group of government constables in public uniforms in front of me, and rushed over.
The leader was a woman with a tall figure, beautiful facial features, strong eyebrows than ordinary women, and vigorous.
Lu Qing saw three people at a glance. After all, the bad uniform of the beating Gengren was handsome and eye-catching. He immediately tied the reins of the horse and a long neighing with the horse raising its front hooves high, his voice was clear: Mr. Xu, we met again... The two are fine.
Call him Mr. Xu, we are two of you. Together, Guangxiao and I are just two little corners without names... Song Tingfeng smiled on his face, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he greeted:
After not seeing each other for many days, Captain Lu became more and more heroic.
Lu Qing smiled pursed his lips, then remembered the serious matter and said straight to the point: A murder occurred on Sanshui Street, which is also within the scope of your patrol. Since you have encountered it, let's go together.
There is a murder case... Song Tingfeng's face turned solemn: Okay, Captain Lu goes first, let's follow us.
……
Xu Qi'an and his colleagues rushed to Sanshui Street and saw a horse tied to the roadside at the entrance of a house.
When I entered the gate and walked through the yard, I saw several government offices asking questions. The women at home were red and crying.
Lu Qing was inside the house, not in the yard.
Xu Qi'an looked at the beautiful hostess and said: Is the deceased your husband?
The hostess saw the bad contempt of beating others, nodded gently while wiping her tears with a handkerchief.
Xu Qian glanced at her delicate and protruding figure and said in a deep voice: Call out your son.
The mistress didn't understand the Tonggong's idea and sent the servant to him. A few minutes later, the servant brought out a child about ten years old.
Is there any more?Xu Qi'an asked.
...There is only one son.The hostess held the child in her arms.
I'm thinking too much!Xu Qi'an nodded with confidence, walked past everyone, and entered the room with his two colleagues.
This is a study room, and the deceased lay on the desk, with dry blood coagulating, covering half of the tabletop, and the amount of bleeding was very large.
Just a glance, Xu Qi'an estimated that the other party had his throat cut.
Lu Qing took two government office kids to inspect the corners of the study, doors, windows and beams of the room.
Xu Qi'an asked: Have you found anything?
Lu Qing shook his head: Everything is intact, there are no signs of being pried, and there are no footprints of climbing through the window, and there are also no on the beams of the house.
Xu Qi'an: Made by an acquaintance.
Going to the conclusion so quickly?
Knowing that Xu Qi'an was a master, everyone did not refute it, looked at him and waited for explanation.
The doors and windows are intact and there are no footprints on the beams. It is basically ruled out that they break into the study and commit crimes.Xu Qi'an walked around the deceased:
The deceased sat upright, from the perspective of lying on the table, died in an instant without struggling.This shows that the deceased and the murderer knew each other, not only did they know each other, but they were also people who were very awe or afraid of him.
Why do you say this?Lu Qing humbly asked for advice.
The deceased should not be a scholar.Xu Qi'an asked.
Lu Qing didn't understand what he meant by asking, and replied: The Jinwu Guard's small banner official.
Xu Qi'an nodded: Normal people should be relaxed and comfortable sitting in the study at home.It shouldn't be so upright and meticulously sitting.Unless the person you face makes him have to treat him respectfully.
In addition, the cause of death at first glance was a throat slit, but I guess the real cause of death was here... Xu Qi'an grabbed the deceased's hair and raised his head with his pale face.
Everyone in the room saw a shallow depression on the forehead of the deceased.
A bright red acne appeared on her smooth and white little face, which hurts when pressed.
My aunt lied to her that it was a bug on her face. The bug was eating her flesh. She would be disfigured tomorrow and would not be able to get married in the future.
Xu Lingyin didn't care whether she could get married, but she always felt that she was a cute child and would be as beautiful as her mother and sister in the future and become an excellent troublemaker.
After hearing what her mother said, she felt sad and wanted to cry.
So my aunt is also a bad person. She even cheated on her young girl and was proud and laughed at her side.
Big Brother... Xu Lingyin shook her little butt and ran to the elder brother. She braked suddenly, turned her face sideways, and pointed her cheek with a short finger, and puffed her mouth: I'm going to be disfigured.
You are not disfigured, Xu Qi'an touched her head: You are bubbling with beauty.
What is the bubbling of beauty?
He will definitely be more beautiful than your mother and sister in the future.
Xu Lingyin believed it and was very happy. She ate three bowls of porridge for breakfast.
……
When they arrived at the Kengren yamen, Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who were in charge of Japanese patrols, were walking on the streets together.
Your knife is good.Song Tingfeng noticed that Xu Qi'an's sword hanging on his back had changed.
Xu Qi'an pressed the knife with one hand and raised his thumb, causing the black gold knife to be sheathed three inches, and then quickly returned to the sheath, with a proud smile:
Sent from Sitianjian.
He didn't say it was given by the supervisor, and no one believed it. If it was reported and spread, it would attract the attention of coveted people.
Magic tool?Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao's eyes lit up.
Xu Qi'an shook his head. It was not a magic weapon, and there was no inscribed formation. His only characteristic was his hardness.
This is very consistent with Xu Qi'an.
The inner city streets are wide and well-connected. Xu Qi'an bought a lot of snacks and distributed them to his two colleagues, eating and walking.
Japanese patrols have the benefits of Japanese patrols. In addition to fighting against others, there are also Imperial Sword Guards who patrol the city and constables from the government office.
This has greatly reduced the work pressure of fighting more people. You can have time to fish. When you are tired, you can go to the teahouse to drink tea and listen to music, or listen to music in the brothel.
As he walked, Xu Qi'an stepped on a hard lump under his feet. He looked ahead, barely paused, and bent down to pick it up.
The movements were too natural and smooth, and the expressions were too calm, so that Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao thought he had just done ordinary movements such as touching the legs of the trousers and slapping the boots.
I didn't find out that this new colleague had just met three cents of silver.
Xu Qi'an held the money and suggested: How about listening to music in the brothel?
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hesitated for a moment: OK.
The three of them walked into the railings with a familiarity and came to the private room on the second floor. The table was placed beside the railings, and guests could drink tea and drink while overlooking the program on the lobby stage.
There is a saga on the stage.
The day after tomorrow is the day when Your Majesty worships his ancestors. You should have had several experiences.Xu Qi'an opened the topic and asked for experience from his two colleagues.
We just need to guard the edge of Sangbo. The ancestor worship ceremony is held in Sangbo. You know this.Song Tingfeng chewed peanuts and took a sip of wine.
Xu Qi'an nodded. Sangbo was a small lake outside the imperial city, which happened to be under the escort of the Five Guards of the Capital.
The task of fighting more people is very simple, which is to maintain order and protect the safety of the royal family.
The sacrificial process is under the responsibility of Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Rites, and the patrols on the periphery include Imperial Bad Guards and Jinwu Guards.
After watching a zakura drama, Song Tingfeng felt bored and called the madam. Soon, a group of girls dressed up in a gorgeous manner came in.
Standing in a row with a smile, throwing eyes at the three distinguished guests.
Xu Qi'an and the other two were still very intimidating.
Xu Qi'an did not want to touch a woman within three days. Warriors in Qi training do not need to abstinence, but they must also be restrained and cannot indulge.
Listen to me... He waved and whispered in the ears of his two colleagues.
Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao stared at him in disbelief, as if saying: Are you a beast?
After picking two beautiful women, they did not leave the private room, but entered the inner room and the raft. Of course, they would not just listen to music. Most of the time, they listened to music while completing the transmission of their lives.
The raft is equivalent to a concert + circus in my previous life. It has so many tricks and is so beautiful.Xu Qi'an drank wine, stuttered in small stutters, and enjoyed it with great enthusiasm.
……
As noon approached, the three of them left the tram, because they had a lot of pastries, tea, snacks and wine, so they simply stopped eating lunch.
I had a great time today.Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, satisfied.
What is this?Xu Qi'an curled his lips.
Song Tingfeng looked strange, but it didn't hinder his interest: What.
I don't know much, either.Xu Qi'an shrugged.After all, only rich people can afford to play this game.
Song Tingfeng looked like you were teasing me: Then what are you saying to me?
Xu Qian was helpless.
While walking and chatting, I suddenly saw a group of government constables in public uniforms in front of me, and rushed over.
The leader was a woman with a tall figure, beautiful facial features, strong eyebrows than ordinary women, and vigorous.
Lu Qing saw three people at a glance. After all, the bad uniform of the beating Gengren was handsome and eye-catching. He immediately tied the reins of the horse and a long neighing with the horse raising its front hooves high, his voice was clear: Mr. Xu, we met again... The two are fine.
Call him Mr. Xu, we are two of you. Together, Guangxiao and I are just two little corners without names... Song Tingfeng smiled on his face, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he greeted:
After not seeing each other for many days, Captain Lu became more and more heroic.
Lu Qing smiled pursed his lips, then remembered the serious matter and said straight to the point: A murder occurred on Sanshui Street, which is also within the scope of your patrol. Since you have encountered it, let's go together.
There is a murder case... Song Tingfeng's face turned solemn: Okay, Captain Lu goes first, let's follow us.
……
Xu Qi'an and his colleagues rushed to Sanshui Street and saw a horse tied to the roadside at the entrance of a house.
When I entered the gate and walked through the yard, I saw several government offices asking questions. The women at home were red and crying.
Lu Qing was inside the house, not in the yard.
Xu Qi'an looked at the beautiful hostess and said: Is the deceased your husband?
The hostess saw the bad contempt of beating others, nodded gently while wiping her tears with a handkerchief.
Xu Qian glanced at her delicate and protruding figure and said in a deep voice: Call out your son.
The mistress didn't understand the Tonggong's idea and sent the servant to him. A few minutes later, the servant brought out a child about ten years old.
Is there any more?Xu Qi'an asked.
...There is only one son.The hostess held the child in her arms.
I'm thinking too much!Xu Qi'an nodded with confidence, walked past everyone, and entered the room with his two colleagues.
This is a study room, and the deceased lay on the desk, with dry blood coagulating, covering half of the tabletop, and the amount of bleeding was very large.
Just a glance, Xu Qi'an estimated that the other party had his throat cut.
Lu Qing took two government office kids to inspect the corners of the study, doors, windows and beams of the room.
Xu Qi'an asked: Have you found anything?
Lu Qing shook his head: Everything is intact, there are no signs of being pried, and there are no footprints of climbing through the window, and there are also no on the beams of the house.
Xu Qi'an: Made by an acquaintance.
Going to the conclusion so quickly?
Knowing that Xu Qi'an was a master, everyone did not refute it, looked at him and waited for explanation.
The doors and windows are intact and there are no footprints on the beams. It is basically ruled out that they break into the study and commit crimes.Xu Qi'an walked around the deceased:
The deceased sat upright, from the perspective of lying on the table, died in an instant without struggling.This shows that the deceased and the murderer knew each other, not only did they know each other, but they were also people who were very awe or afraid of him.
Why do you say this?Lu Qing humbly asked for advice.
The deceased should not be a scholar.Xu Qi'an asked.
Lu Qing didn't understand what he meant by asking, and replied: The Jinwu Guard's small banner official.
Xu Qi'an nodded: Normal people should be relaxed and comfortable sitting in the study at home.It shouldn't be so upright and meticulously sitting.Unless the person you face makes him have to treat him respectfully.
In addition, the cause of death at first glance was a throat slit, but I guess the real cause of death was here... Xu Qi'an grabbed the deceased's hair and raised his head with his pale face.
Everyone in the room saw a shallow depression on the forehead of the deceased.
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