Chapter 117: Sealed artifacts under Sangbo

Nangong Qianrou took the paper and quickly glanced at it. What was recorded on the paper was the discretionary analysis of the case by officials of the Criminal Ministry and the government.
It didn't have much value, he passed quickly, his eyes condensed.
His face became serious, careful
The gunpowder that blew up the mountain and river temple in Yongzhen came from a saltpetre mine in Dahuangshan...The small banner officer was killed, and the Jinwuwei fornicating with the demon clan...The context of the entire Sangbo case suddenly became clear.
Nangong Qianrou couldn't hide his surprise. He wasn't too concerned about the case, but he still kept a certain amount of attention. For Xu Qi'an, the organizer, he held the mentality of neither interfering nor helping.
Judging from the experience of Nangong Jinluo, it is impossible to find out about this matter every three to five days.
Unexpectedly, in just one day, there will be such a harvest.
"It's a good material for handling cases." He squinted his peach blossom eyes, and finally affirmed Xu Qi'an.
"Good material for handling the case?" Yang Yan's voice came from outside the carriage, looking very interested, and asked: "It means Xu Qi'an?"
Yang Jinluo attaches great importance to Xu Qi'an and feels that he is a young man worth training.
Nangong Qianrou hummed: "It's luck for you to pick up such a good seedling."
Yang Yan said "Hey", contented, and concentrated on driving.
When he arrived at Dagengren's Yamen and returned to Haoqi Building, Wei Yuan said, "Let Xu Qi'an come to see me."
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At this time, Xu Qi'an was hiding in the case database for investigation. As No. 1 said, Emperor Wu Zong did usurp the throne 500 years ago.
In addition, the royal family five hundred years ago, except for the founding emperor of Dafeng, the records of the rest of the personnel were very vague, and they should have been destroyed, leaving only their names.
But one thing is certain, Sang Boli is definitely not the hapless emperor who was usurped by his cousin.
Because the emperor had children at the age of fourteen.
As we all know, before the martial artist, the eel is hungry without abalone...Well, it is not without abalone, it is not yet the time.
"Check it out for me. Five hundred years ago, any master of Grade 3 or above can't miss it." Xu Qi'an stepped back and looked up the master of the former royal family five hundred years ago.
"Yes!"
Seven or eight officials led the order.
At the table by the window, the girl in the goose yellow dress held her cheek with one hand, and kept stuffing fried fish into her mouth with the other. Her legs swayed under the table, occasionally showing white women's embroidered boots.
"Girl Plucking, I suddenly remembered something." Xu Qi'an went to grab the fried fish balls, but was quickly patted off by the eyes of the oval face beauty.
Xu Qi'an coughed: "Are fried fish delicious?"
"It's delicious." Chu Caiwei nodded.
"I want to eat, but not this." Xu Qi'an said.
"What is that to eat?" Chu Caiwei asked.
"I want to look at you foolishly." Xu Qi'an gave a warm smile.
Chu Caiwei blushed, and then her eyebrows were erected, trying to scold him for Deng's apprentice, and thought that this sounded ambiguous, but it was different from Deng's profanity.
For a while, she didn't know whether she should be angry or not. If she was not angry, what was the dignity of her daughter.
Xu Qi'an wisely changed the subject and said, "I have something to ask Miss Plucking."
Chu Caiwei swallowed the in her mouth, her rosy little mouth was glistened with oil, shiny, pink and attractive, she sternly said, "What's the matter."
"What method can I use to block Sitianjian's Qi-watching technique?" Xu Qi'an asked.
"High-rank and strong people can constrain their own aura, but this is relative. I am a seventh-rank Fengshui master, and that high-rank martial artist who can conceal my aura of hope, less than fifth rank. Sixth-rank is not good." Chu Caiwei is proud. Said eloquently.
I am in the Eighth Stage Qi Practicing Realm, so I can conceal my Wang Qi technique, Zhou Baihu has a bronze skin and iron bone realm, and he is obviously not... Xu Qi'an nodded and continued to ask:
"What else?"
"That's a magic weapon." Chu Caiwei is a good teacher. Without Xu Qi'an asking, she explained it by twitter:
"There are two kinds of magical instruments in the world: one is the equipment that our Sitianjian's formation master burns the formation and refines it. Second, we obtain magical objects by chance.
"There are many types of the latter, such as the accumulation of thousands of old trees, and the remaining lightning strike wood contains the power of the sun.
"Another example is the items carried by the high-grade strong person, which has been warmed by the breath for many years, and has a certain kind of magic. However, most of this type is an extension of a certain ability of the high-grade strong person."
"Does the capital have any magical artifacts to shield the breath?" Xu Qi'an was straight to the point.
"We have the Tianjian, but elsewhere..." Chu Caiwei tilted her head, thinking for a while: "I have to go back and ask Brother Song."
"...Well, then I'll leave this to you."
During the conversation between the two, the officials had already listed the personnel who might have been high-rank martial artists five hundred years ago.
The list is not many, only a dozen, all of which are suspected of being a high-grade warrior.
In the official records, it will not be stated that XX is a strong rank, so the officials infer the rank based on the deeds of the generals who were qualified to be recorded in official history five hundred years ago.
For example, King Zhenbei has guarded the north for decades and has experienced hundreds of battles in his life. There is no doubt that he must be a high-grade powerhouse.
Xu Qi'an glanced around, and was disappointed to find that the fourth rank martial artist was the most on the list, the third rank was few, the second rank did not, let alone the first rank.
"Able to be sealed in Sangbo, the second-rank is the bottom line, otherwise, it can be easily solved by the warlock's first-rank supervision, there is no need to seal, is my thinking is wrong, it is not a person, but an object? "
"Wait... Jianzheng?!" Xu Qi'an shuddered, and her breathing couldn't help.
He thought of one thing, the duty of Jianzheng is to sit in the capital and is the patron saint of Dafeng. At least this generation of supervisors is like that.
Then, when Wu Zong wanted to usurp the throne, he would not be able to bypass the barrier of supervision.
A bold guess formed in Xu Qi'an's mind, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"Caiwei, is our master the first-generation supervisor?" Xu Qi'an controlled himself, not letting his voice tremble.
"No, Master is the second-generation supervisor." Chu Caiwei's answer made Xu Qi'an feel that the blood was boiling.
I know who is being sealed under Sangbo... Xu Qi'an swallowed, "How did the first generation prisoner die?"
Chu Caiwei shook her head: "I don't know this. Master never talks about Master's past."
It is the first generation of Jianzheng, and the one sealed under Sangbo is the first generation of Jianzheng! !
Xu Qi'an dared to shudder over this conjecture.
It's no wonder that only Emperor Yuanjing knew this secret, it's no wonder that the supervisor would be ill, it's no wonder that the northern monster clan planned this good show.
If the first generation of prison is out of trouble, the capital will be in chaos... No, the first generation of prison is already out of trouble.
At this moment, Xu Qi'an actually had the idea of ​​fleeing the capital.
"Run away, run away quickly... Bring your uncles and aunts with you... The first generation of prison is out of trouble, it will definitely cause a storm, it is a first-class, the entire capital will become a Shura field..."
Thinking of this, Xu Qi'an dispelled the idea of ​​running away instead.
Emperor Yuan Jing asked him to commit crimes and meritorious service, so Wei Yuan had the responsibility to watch him, the death row prisoner. He would hurt Wei Yuan if he ran away.
Of course, this is not the main thing.
Xu Qi'an can run, but the people in the capital can't. If a decisive battle between first-grade masters really occurs in the capital, how many people will die?
All human lives.
"Emperor Yuan Jing, the old turtle grandson, he himself is in the palace and is guarded by many masters, but what about ordinary people in the city?"
"I can't get in touch with the grievances between the strong people of the first grade....shove it out, poke it out, naturally there will be a taller one."
There was a decision immediately!
If you are undecided, call Wei Yuan.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Wei Yuan, a well-known conspirator, really gave people a sense of security.
If Wei Yuan was a mediocre officer, Xu Qi'an had to go to the Sitian Supervisor to find the supervisor.
At exactly this time, an official came in and saw Xu Qi'an, overjoyed: "I have been looking for Master Xu for a while at a humble job, and Wei Gong is looking for you."
By coincidence, I also want to find him... Xu Qi'an bid farewell to Chu Caiwei and followed the staff to Haoqi Lou.
Entering the tallest building of the Yamen, and on the seventh floor, Xu Qi'an saw Wei Yuan, who was dressed in blue clothes and had frosty temples.
And two golden gongs.
"The case is progressing well, but unfortunately the clues are broken again. The court has issued a wanted warrant for Zhou Chixiong, but it is unrealistic to find him within half a month." Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and said mildly:
"What do you plan to do next?"
Standing in front of the case, Xu Qi'an thought for a while, and said calmly: "Assuming a humble job, there are black hands behind Zhou Chixiong, but there is no clue."
This case is more complicated and troublesome than the tax and bank case. Of course, because he was not the organizer in the tax and silver case, the main person needs to find loopholes and provide ideas. In other aspects, there are police officers and government officials to do it.
Although the clues are broken, Xu Qi'an has a general direction for the follow-up investigation: First, start with the magic weapon that shields the Qi Qi technique.
Second, there are channels and the ability to smuggle gunpowder into Sangbo’s list for investigation.
The second article is destined to consume energy and effort, but may not have results.
"Wei Gong..." Xu Qi'an tentatively said, "What if the humble post still fails to find out the truth after half a month?"
"At that time, I will arrange for you to leave with suspended animation, so you can go to the rivers and lakes to be a dark line to fight more people." Wei Yuan took a sip of tea and said:
"Yamen's intelligence network spreads across the thirteen states, as well as all major forces in the arena. It is impossible not to keep spies secretly.
"Your personality is not suitable for political career. Jianghu is your world. In fact, if there was no Sangbo case, you would have left the capital now under my arrangement."
Go to the rivers and lakes.... Xu Qi'an thought in a daze.
"Do you feel wronged for being a knife in my hand, a shameless knife?" Wei Yuan laughed, like a gentle and cheerful teacher:
"Your personality is soft on the outside and tough on the inside. I admire you like this, but I don't like you like this.
"I know the many shortcomings of the gangmen's yamen, but human nature is like this, and light and dark are intertwined. How many people like Li Yuchun are there? If the gangmen are all like Li Yuchun, the gangmen will not be able to do it. Suppress the Manchu civilization."
Xu Qi'an frowned: "I understand this truth, so human nature needs to be beaten from time to time and often deterred in order to govern Qingming. Is Wei Gong too indulgent?"
"It depends on the timing." Wei Yuan didn't get angry, and explained in a mellow manner: "The bureaucratic style FǔBài is great. If you want to change this atmosphere, you have to be with the light and dust, and then hit them one by one. When there are no stumbling blocks in front of you Time is when you have your ambitions."
Wei Yuan meant that when he defeated his political opponents in the future and there were no more obstacles, he would be able to free up his hands to rectify the misty atmosphere... Xu Qi'an thought for a while and found it reasonable.
"You are in the officialdom, bound by rules, and you have to be in the same dust as the light. Otherwise, you will only make trouble again and again. Or, if you have been polished off the edges and corners, and lost the arrogance of the martial artist, it is not worthwhile at all. But entering Once you are in the arena, you have no worries." Wei Yuanyu said earnestly:
"Anything that provokes you, blocks you, or obstructs your eyes, just cut it with a knife, and do it with your heart, without worrying about rules and laws. The so-called violation of bans with force is the reason.
"Many warriors lost their hearts in the process and became cold-blooded executioners. This is what you need to pay attention to."
Xu Qi'an held back for a long time: "I don't want to go to the rivers and lakes in my humble position. I want to try my best."
He is nostalgic for power, but for his family. Nostalgia for uncle and aunt, Erlang and sister.
This is like when you were a social animal in your previous life, the boss said: "I want to send you to other provinces to expand the market and stay abroad for a long time."
You say: I don't want to go.
The boss said: No, you think.
Fortunately, Wei Yuan is not the kind of skin-scraping boss, he didn't force it, he smiled indifferently, and said, "If it's okay, you can withdraw."
No, I have something...Xu Qi'an clasped his fists and said in a deep voice, "Wei Gong will step back and let me tell you something important."
Want to hold us back again? !
Nangongqian softly and Yang Yan~EbookFREE.me~ glanced at Xu Qi'an expressionlessly.
PS: Wrong words, see you in this chapter, besides, I'm going to work tomorrow, the explosion is over. I took a look, and it has been six days since it was put on the shelves, and 67,000 words have been updated.
Not bad.
If it is updated normally, there are two chapters a day, with three thousand words per chapter. The day is about 7000-8000.
This is the limit, I have to think about the case, set up clues, ambush pen, and think about it!
It really hurts my brain, I can't be as explosive as a routine. I hope everyone understands, but according to the current market trend, traffic will be the world in the future, and maybe I will be able to explode by then. For example: my nephew washes his aunt's feet, beats someone to go home and watch my sister sleep in the doghouse!
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