Chapter 89: The silence speaks

　　 Jiang Luzhong was still unconvinced, but he dared not make another time.
　　 Wei Yuan said leisurely: "The reason why he is under Yang Yan's hands is not because of Yang Yan, but Li Yuchun."
　　 Li Yuchun?
　　 The three golden gongs don't even understand. Li Yuchun is just a small silver gong, which is also considered a talent, but this person has a staid personality and does not know how to work.
　　 Could it be that Li Yuchun has any deep relationship with that Xu Qi'an? Guessed in Jiang Lu Center.
　　 Wei Yuan explained in a hurry: "Li Yuchun can test Xu Qi'an's character, and Xu Qi'an also needs someone with a rigid personality to be a leader. Changing any silver gong will conflict with him."
　　 Li Yuchun couldn't rub the sand in his eyes, just to guide and persuade Xu Qi'an. And with Xu Qi'an's disposition and ideas revealed in the questioning mind, he can't be like a fish in water under the hands of any silver gong.
　　 will even cause trouble.
　　 Seeing the three of them showing thoughtful expressions, Wei Yuan said gently: "Why do you match this piece of gold?"
Jiang Luzhong did not conceal: "Ping Yuanbo's case is quite tricky. According to the current clues, it is very likely that people from the rivers and lakes are seeking revenge. But people have long escaped, and it is extremely difficult to find out. It happens that Xu Qi'an is good at convicting cases , I want to transfer this person to my subordinates to do things for me."
　　This reason is reasonable, Wei Yuan and his son nodded.
　　 Jiang Luzhong continued: "But what really makes me fancy is another thing."
　　 Yang Yan suddenly looked over.
　　 "On the night that Bo Ping Yuan was killed, I took a few Qi Qi masters from Si Tianjian to track down the murderer. After seeing Xu Qi'an, the white clothes were extremely excited and had to go over and talk to him.
　　 "When we meet, we respectfully salute, the white clothes of Si Tianjian, when is it so kind to a martial artist?"
　　 Jiang Luzhong shook his head, and continued: "When I asked the silver gong under his hand, I realized that this person has a lot of friendship with the Sitianjian alchemist."
　　 "A lot of friendship with Sitianjian alchemist?" The feminine Nangong Qianrou seemed to think of something, and hey:
"I remember that in the tax and silver case, he used alchemy to make fake silver and solved the mystery. Using alchemy to please Si Tianjian's white clothes is clever. It's just that Si Tianjian's warlock has always looked down on Wufu, this kid can bend and stretch. "
　　 Yang Yan frowned.
　　 He himself is the kind of arrogant martial artist, who treats practitioners of all major systems like an ant, and thinks this is the aura that a high-grade martial artist must possess.
　　 Defeating everything can be fearless.
　　 If Xu Qi'an greeted the Sitianjian warlock with a melody and flattering, then Yang Yan would lower his rating and impression of him.
"No, that's not the case." Jiang Luzhong sighed and vetoed: "The respectful attitudes of those famous masters are very respectful to him, and they can't wait to please him. Even Song Qing of the Sitian Supervisor praised Qi'an as "my teacher." "."
　　 "Nonsense!" Nangong Qianrou didn't believe it.
　　 Song Qing is a direct disciple of Jianzheng, how could he say such a thing, where is the prisoner?
　　 Yang Yan did not speak, but he did not believe him.
　　 Wei Yuan thoughtfully.
　　......
　　 Xu Qi'an ended his patrol on the street, returned to Dagongren's yamen, wrote a report as usual, and left.
　　 I took a break today, didn't go home, and went to the Jiaofang Division.
　　 A man his age is full of energy and blood. It is the age with the strongest desires. He can't contain the commotion in his body every day.
　　 To use a more vivid metaphor: I think about Shen Gongbao every day.
　　 Today, Yingmei Xiaoge did not play a teahouse. The drinkers listened to the music and watched the dance. During the dinner, the fragrant appeared once, and the drinkers were satisfied.
　　 Jingcha is good, the real big guys don’t come to Jiaofang Division... Xu Qi’an was invited to have tea as usual.
　　 In the bedroom with charcoal fire, the fragrant fragrance wearing a gorgeous long dress bows his head and plays the piano, dignified and elegant.
　　 Today is quite reserved. I didn't wait for me to take a bath with my half exposed... Xu Qi'an was sitting in the tub, enjoying the service of the maid.
　　 Xu Qi'an looked at the beauty through the screen.
　　 She just raised her head and smiled sweetly.
　　 The invisible and intangible charm made Xu Dalang hot.
　　 Only for that moment, the feeling of inexplicability disappeared, and Xu Qi'an thought he had seen it wrong through the screen.
　　 When Xu Qi'an woke up the next morning, he glanced at the water leak beside the bed and found that it was two quarters hour and two, and he rarely overslept.
　　 Fuxiang sleeps lazily, and the green silk covers her beautiful and delicate face. She is like a plump peony flower. She has withstood the storm last night, the flower branches trembled and withstood the impact, and the flower buds were beaten by rain.
　　 looked a little sluggish this morning and needed to regain consciousness.
　　 After washing up in the maid’s service and eating early, the maid beside Fuxiang said shyly: "The son is strong, but the girl is a delicate daughter after all. I hope the son will pity him."
　　 Without waiting for Xu Qi'an to answer, she blushed and replied with shame: "Ping'er is willing to share the fatigue for the lady."
　　 Is this something you want or not? This is something I want or not.
　　 Xu Qi'an looked at the beauty of the maidservant. She looked delicate and beautiful, but it must be a world away from floating fragrance.
　　...
　　He took the horse from the "service staff" of the Jiaofang Division, stepped on the horse's back, and suddenly heard a burst of hearty talk and laughter.
　　 Looking at the sound, a few men in the uniform of the sword guard walked to the stable together.
　　 One of them had a face with Chinese characters and a stature, but he was not Xu Ershu.
　　 Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues spent the night in the Jiaofang Si, talking and laughing. They came to the stable and saw a handsome young man sitting high on the horseback, wearing a watchman's uniform, with a gong tied to his chest and a saber hanging on his waist.
　　 "..." The second uncle's hearty laughter stuck in his throat.
　　 The two nephews and uncles looked at each other in silence. At this moment, silence was better than sound, and the silver bottle burst into water.
　　 After a few seconds, the two uncles and nephew turned their heads at the same time, pretending not to know each other.
　　 The little bosses of Mitobe didn't notice, and they talked and laughed full of aftertaste:
　　 "This year's Jingchao, I don't know how many family members of the elders are going to fill the Jiaofang Division."
　　 "We are blessed, hahaha."
　　 "Speaking of which, Miss Fuxiang now has a hard time seeing each other."
　　 "Floating incense is now famous in the capital, and it will spread to all states in the future, and its status will increase."
　　 "But last night, the girl Fuxiang accompanied her guests. When she passed by Yingmei Xiaoge, Xiaogui Gong just took off the sign on the courtyard door."
　　 "What a blessing."
　　 Second uncle looked at Xu Qi'an subconsciously, saying that the object of your envy and hatred is my nephew.
　　 The uncle and nephew who pretended not to know left Jiaofangsi, Xu Pingzhi and his colleagues were outside Jiaofangsi Hutong, bid farewell, patted a horse to catch up with Xu Qi'an, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Yan..."
　　 "Second uncle, you are mean!" Xu Qi'an said righteously, and said indignantly: "Aunt such a beautiful person, marry you, don't you cherish it, and run the teacher to fool around."
Aunt 　　 is so beautiful that my uncle always feels that he is favored by God to marry such a beautiful wife.
　　 is mainly the marriage of this era. The parents ordered the matchmaker to say that in Xu Qi'an's previous life, the best seafood was only enjoyed by the upper class in society.
　　 Xu Pingzhi opened his mouth and said helplessly: "In another three days, it will be the day for your Majesty to worship the ancestors. During this time, there will be more social gatherings. You must not talk to your aunt..."
　　 "So the second uncle used to say that he didn't go to teach Fangsi, it was to coax people." Xu Qi'an made another knife, and finally said, "What does the second uncle want to tell me?"
　　 "No, I didn't want to say anything." Xu Ershu gave up the idea of ​​teaching his nephew.
　　The preemptive Xu Qi'an nodded slightly.
When approaching the Xu mansion, Xu Ershu was probably overwhelmed. Seeing that there was a green orange seller not far away, he turned his head and said, "I'm going to buy some oranges, you wait for me here~EbookFREE.me~Xu Qi'an was taken advantage of. , Can't refute, nodded helplessly.
　　 On the way, Xu Pingzhi peeled an orange and deliberately smeared the juice of the orange peel on his body.
　　An old client...Xu Qi'an secretly admired him, and said, "Second Uncle, don't lose it, give it to me."
　　 Xu Ershu handed the oranges and asked curiously: "You don't need it again."
　　 You lie to your wife, I lie to your daughter!
　　 After they smeared the orange peel, they entered the house.
Aunt 　　 smelled the scent on the two of them, and she was disgusted and frowned.
　　 "The orange I just bought is fresh and sweet." Xu Ershu handed over the orange that had not been peeled.
　　 Auntie nodded, peeled off a piece of green jade finger, and after eating it in her mouth, handed it to Ershu Xu without expression.
　　 Seeing his wife sharing, Xu Ershu peeled a piece and ate it, then handed it to Xu Qi'an blankly.
　　 It’s nice to share an orange with everyone.... Xu Qi’an took it with a smile, ate one, and then handed it to Xu Lingyue.
　　 Xu Lingyue also ate a piece, beckoned to run around in the hall, Xu Lingyin who had fun on her own.
　　 Xu Lingyin took the orange, broke the two petals with his short fingers, and ate it in his mouth. In an instant, his small face wrinkled, and there was a sour cold war.
　　 Xiaodouding, while looking hideous, ate the oranges.
　　 The family was relieved, and handed over the whole bag of oranges to Xu Lingyin.
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