Chapter 101: Copy home

Xiaogui Gong was beaten for a while, without any anger, with a smile on his face, his attitude was respectful, even flattering:
"Wait a minute, I'm going now, Young Master Yang is coming, and the lady knows that she must be happy."
Xu Qi'an patronizes Fuxiang every three to five, and the courtyard has long believed that he is the lover of the Oiran lady. The small concierge is arrogant and indifferent to other guests, but he dare not neglect Xu Qi'an.
Can't wait to kneel and lick.
Xu Qi'an led the watchman into the yard, the corner of the wall was filled with fragrance of Merlin floating, and the white walls were dark and elegant.
The oiran lady heard that Xu Qi'an had booked the show, and immediately asked the maid to put on delicate makeup, and wore a pink and white floor-length skirt, revealing a delicate collarbone and white neck.
The white wrapped chest is looming in the tulle.
Fuxiang personally accompany him, serving Xu Qi'an tea and wine, occasionally chatting with his ears, smiling like a flower.
All the gongs I saw were envious.
Floating incense itself is quite a well-known oiran, and the value of the song "Dark Fragrant Floating Moon Twilight" has gone up after its release.
I heard that it is no longer possible to accompany guests, at least for ordinary people.
Even so, there are still more guests who come to Yingmei Xiaoge every day to drink, listen to music, and play tea weir.
After drinking for three rounds, Xu Qi'an gave Song Tingfeng a wink and stood up and said, "My colleagues, Xu is too strong to drink. Please rest first. You play."
Of course the gongs had no objection, they exchanged eyes with each other and laughed.
The fragrant eyes flashed, and he glanced at Xu Qi'an strangely, then let him leave with his arms around the fragrant shoulders.
.....
After the bath, Xu Qi'an wore a white single, sitting lazily, twisting a wine glass in his hand.
"Xu Lang rarely brought his colleagues over for drinks." The same man who had just finished bathing appeared sitting on the couch a little far away, tilting his head and wiping his hair.
She has warm skin and a flawless face, a little more enchanting and mysterious in the shadow of the candle.
"This is a long story," Xu Qi'an drank a sigh and sighed: "A few days ago, two golden gongs took a fancy to me, and they both wanted to recruit me, so they had a fight with the government. "
Fuxiang got out of bed, the skirt dropped, covering the two long white legs, she hugged Xu Qi'an from behind, and smiled lightly: "Is the villain jealous?"
"Pinkeye has existed since ancient times." Xu Qi'an did not deny it.
"Xu Lang said earlier that the Nujia can entertain your colleagues for you." Fuxiang said regretfully.
She didn't pay much attention to other gongs during the dinner.
"No need." Xu Qi'an smiled.
He has no lack of interpersonal skills. He puts the floating fragrance in his arms backhand, the wine glass is poured, and the cold liquor flows along the floating fragrance and snow-white neck.
"It's a pleasure to drink like this." Xu Qi'an laughed and bowed his head.
The scent of wine was soaking in again. Xu Qi'an made an excuse to go out to breathe. He left the master bedroom and went to the wine room to take a look. The colleagues were playing games happily in the sound of music, as if opening the door to a new world.
In fact, as long as enough money is given, the maids in the courtyard of the Jiaofang Division will not refuse, as it has been the case since ancient times.
Xu Qi'an leaped on the wall, took a piece of paper from his arms, and ignited it.
He lifted his head, two clear breaths shot through the night, fleeting.
Various auras appeared in his sight, and the world became colorful.
Xu Qi'an learned from Chu Caiwei that the aquamarine represents the demon spirit. During the night tour, he clearly saw the green light flashing over the Jiaofang Division.
This means that there are evildoers hidden in the Jiaofang Division, and it is very bold to guess, because Jiaofangsi is a place where high-ranking officials usually drink for fun, and such a place actually hides evildoers.
But this is the fact.
This time, Xu Qi'an kept in mind the principle that if you don't die, you won't die, and didn't spy on Si Tianjian, lest he be blinded by the prison again.
He swept over the sky above Jiaofangsi, and as he could see, various colors flashed, but there was no evil spirit.
"Did the evildoer leave...or hide it with a special method?" Xu Qi'an jumped off the wall and returned to the boudoir of the floating fragrance oiran.
......
The young white-robed young man Xu Er Gongzi fought bravely in the fragrant oiran's surrounding. After seven in and seven out, he finally exhausted, vomiting blood and defeated.
The battlefield is in a mess, and the two armies have suffered heavy losses, and are in urgent need of recuperation.
The messy fragrance of Qingsi, flushed cheeks, curled up in Xu Qi'an's arms, flashing bright eyes: "Xu Lang, is it okay to redeem for the slave family."
Talking about how much money hurts feelings... Xu Qi'an of the sage time is unmoved.
The oiran lady twisted her body and said coquettishly: "I just want to be a concubine, I just want to serve Xu Lang."
Xu Qi'an touched her head and stroked her fingers between the blue silks: "Don't make trouble, our sincere emotions should not be mixed with copper."
Fuxiang's eyes reddened, and weeped: "You just want to play with me for nothing. If you are tired of playing with me, kick them away."
Have you discovered this? ! Xu Qi'an thought in surprise.
He said helplessly: "You are the Oiran of Jiaofang, and I will redeem you, not four or five thousand taels. It is impossible. Moreover, the Ministry of Ritual may not agree."
"The slave family has also saved some money over the years, and I have found someone to ask about it. The gong can buy a yard in the inner city in only three years." Fuxiang hugged him, softly begging: "Xu Lang, redeem I."
The charming oiran not only knows how to act like a baby, but also makes full use of his own capital. His exquisite and convex figure is close to Xu Qi'an.
There were tears in his eyes, so pitiful.
Xu Qi'an frowned, but it was not embarrassing. I had encountered this kind of girl in my previous life. She knew how to act like a baby. If you want to buy this or that (luxury), Xu Qi'an can handle it.
He is just a little strange, a well-known oiran whose career is booming, and he is at a young age. Even if he wants to be good, he is a little early.
Besides, even though the guards were jealous of hundreds of officials due to organizational reasons, the rank that could be fragrant was more than enough to be concubines for the fourth-rank masters.
"It's not in a hurry, wait until I have accumulated some silver, and then redeem it for you." Xu Qi'an casually put his arms around the oiran's slippery figure and let himself fall asleep for three seconds.
In the darkness, Fuxiang quietly stared at Xu Qi'an's face, her eyes clear.
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The next day, early in the morning, a group of people left Jiaofang Division.
When the colleagues saw Xu Qi'an, they smiled and said hello, and the relationship was much closer. If Xu Qi'an was only regarded as a colleague before, now he is regarded as a small partner.
The effect is very good.
In fact, as long as it is not too jealous, or too high in status, Gong Gong of the same level will not hate him brainlessly.
Be flexible in mind, do what you like, and show kindness. Most people are willing to make friends with Xu Qi'an.
Because of this, the identity of a lucky guy who was favored by two golden gongs was transformed into: this guy who was favored by golden gongs is my friend.
Walking and chatting along the way, a Tongluo suddenly smiled and said, "Ning Yan is really a talent. Let me know how ignorant and boring I was before."
The colleagues laughed kindly and ambiguously.
Xu Qi'an shrugged, "I will teach you some more interesting ways to play later."
More interesting... Everyone's eyes are bright.
Arriving at Dagengren's Yamen at the time of Mao, Xu Qi'an and Song Tingfeng came to the side hall of Chunfeng Hall after clicking Mao. They drank a few teas and were about to go out to patrol the street when an official hurried over.
"Three adults, please, Lord Li."
There is alive.... Xu Qi'an and the three put on their sabers and came to the Chunfeng Hall side by side.
Li Yuchun, who dresses meticulously, perfectly blends with the same neat and orderly Chunfengtang, and is unobtrusive.
Brother Chun, you are tired of living like this... Xu Qi'an is a little sympathetic to the obsessive-compulsive disorder of his boss.
I wondered whether in the future, when sleeping with a woman, one posture A would be equal to one hundred, and the other posture would have to be one hundred, otherwise it would be uncomfortable in my heart?
Li Yuchun pointed to the three cards on the side of the case: "Today we are going to copy the house, and the three of you will go on my behalf. I still have to repeat the same thing and don't do unnecessary things.
"A quarter of an hour later, gather in the front yard and follow the other colleagues."
It turned out to be a homebuy? !
Xu Qi'an was taken aback. The home ransacking was part of the job of beating the guard, and the target was the prisoner.
"This is a document." Li Yuchun showed the three of them the document sent to him.
The object of this home ransack is the principal of the Ministry of Finance of the Ministry of Households, the sixth grade. Exiled and ransacked home for corruption and dereliction of duty.
The so-called confiscation of the family means the confiscation of the family property and all the family properties are confiscated. To rest in Xu Qi'an's previous life is to deprive the criminal of personal property.
Li Yuchun glanced at Xu Qi'an and said, "This person is a subordinate of Zhou Shi Lang of the Ministry of Households."
This is telling Xu Qi'an that this incident is a follow-up to the tax and banking case.
The downfall of a court leader is bound to be accompanied by the dismissal and punishment of officials attached to him. It's like the mud brought out by pulling out a radish.
Xu Qi'an and the three left, and on the way to the front yard, Song Tingfeng said: "This is the first time you have participated in a home ransack. I don't understand the rules. I will tell you.
"When the family property is confiscated, the officials will collect all the valuables in the front yard, record them, and then bring them back to the yamen. But they are not involved in the search."
Speaking of this, Song Tingfeng gave a look that "you understand it yourself".
An old fritters like Xu Qi'an immediately understood the meaning.
"Listen to the boss..." Xu Qi'an tentatively said.
"Hey, don't worry about him." Song Tingfeng curled his lips: "The boss is a deadhead, I don't know how to work. We have to seek benefits for ourselves reasonably."
This is indeed a more reasonable pursuit of profit, and Xu Qi'an nodded.
Song Tingfeng, like him, was unwilling to blackmail merchants and the people, but now he was copying the homes of corrupt officials.
The silver itself is not clean, but the wool is Dafeng's wool, not the people's wool.
He had seen this kind of thing too many times in his previous life or in this life. Xu Qi'an adopted an attitude of no objection or disapproval.
The home search was led by a silver gong, four groups of bronze gongs and 24 white soldiers.
Every three gongs belong to different silver gongs, and the multi-team system is for mutual supervision and mutual reporting.
The system is good, but after a long time, everyone tacitly took 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 a gong was already gathering.
Headed by is a young silver gong, in his early thirties, with thin lips, and a jealous look between his eyebrows. You can tell by looking at his face that he is not a good person.
Song Tingfeng led the two colleagues close to the silver gong, and took out the voucher in his arms.
When the silver gong saw the three coming over, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "You three are late."
Xu Qi'an said in amazement: "We are not late."
They came over when they received the news. Although they talked on the road and walked unhappily, they definitely did not exceed a quarter of an hour.
Hearing the silver gong, his eyebrows were erected, his eyes sharpened suddenly, he took off his waist and his saber and drew it towards Xu Qi'an's cheek.
In the sound of breaking the air, Xu Qi'an leaned back, avoiding the fierce beating in an instant.
It seemed that Xu Qi'an could avoid it. Yin Gong was startled, and said with a grin: "Dare to hide."
"My lord, my lord..." Song Tingfeng hurriedly inserted between the two, shyly, and said with a smile: "Yes, we are late. Don't be angry, my lord. You have delayed business, and there is a good job waiting for you. "
He can mention the transcript of the family.
Unexpectedly, that silver gong didn't give face at all. He lifted his foot to kick Song Tingfeng's belly and kicked him out. After struggling, he couldn't stand up.
He was targeting me...but I didn't offend him...Xu Qi'an was filled with anger, and he subconsciously pressed the hilt of the knife.
Yin gong squinted his eyes, smiled without anger, and slapped again with a scabbard, sneered: "Why, I want to draw a knife, are you worthy?"
I'm dead with the knife... Xu Qi'an raised his hand to block it a few times, and his arm bones were fiercely painful.
It's a bit embarrassing to see so many people.
Seeing Xu Qi'an confessing, the silver gong drew a few more times, and sneered: "Get out of here."
Xu Qi'an joined the team.
Then, there were more gongs coming one after another, and the silver gongs left them alone.
Seeing this scene, Xu Qi'an was absolutely sure that the silver gong was against him, but wondered that he did not offend him.
"Fortunately you didn't draw the knife just now, or you would be finished." Someone behind him said.
Xu Qi'an turned his head and glanced at it. It was the gong for drinking flower wine together last night.
"I'm not that stupid. It is a big crime to draw a knife against a silver gong," he said.
Tongluo nodded and whispered: "His surname is Zhu, the youngest silver gong in Yamen~EbookFREE.me~ Xu Qi'an said depressed: "I don't know him. "
Gong Gong said "hey": "His father is also named Zhu."
Xu Qi'an said that this is not nonsense, so he listened to Zhu Guangxiao next to him whispering: "Zhu Jinluo?"
The gong who drank the flower wine gave an "um" and added: "He is the youngest silver gong, and also the most promising young Junyan in our Beijing Yamen, well, before Xu Qi'an appeared.
"The day before yesterday, I drank with the gong under his hand. Hearing from him, Zhu Yinluo didn't like you very much, and said more than once that you are just a trivial gong..."
At this moment, Zhu Yinluo glanced sharply at the crowd, and the gong was immediately silenced.
PS: There is one more chapter, after sending it to sleep.
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