Nightwatcher

　　 I handed in the silver from Dachawei, and entered the courtyard. Seven or eight guests were sitting in the charcoal fired room, drinking tea and chatting, and it was full of elegance.

　　 Six dancers in colorful dresses draped in light gauze skirts, dancing gracefully, twisting their slender waists and plump hips.

　　 Xu Qi'an swept around, but didn't see the oiran lady who was a lady outside and coquettish in the bed.

　　 Playing Chawei is not all about drinking wine. There are also programs such as listening to music and enjoying dancing. The Oiran lady does not always appear to accompany the guests.

　　Similarly, guests also need "free space". Drinking is interesting, but it is not conducive to communicating private affairs.

　　Some guests come here in groups, drink flower wine and connect with each other. At this time, they need a little freedom to let them play by themselves.

　　 The three of them were seated, Song Tingfeng shrugged, squinted and smiled: "It seems that Miss Fuxiang is not going to come out to accompany guests tonight."

　　 Xu Qi'an asked: "Why do you say that?"

　　 Song Tingfeng explained: "The time for playing tea is limited. Generally speaking, a group of guests stay here at most for an hour, either to continue the table or leave.

　　While drinking makes you want to have fun, it takes almost an hour. "

In other words, this batch of ours is not to play the wine order, so of course the fragrant fragrance will not appear.....Why do you know the rules of the Jiaofang Division so much? You patronize it... Xu Qi'an nodded, Indicates that you have learned new knowledge.

　　 The dance is over and the maiko takes a short break.

　　 A young man in a pale blue Confucian shirt stood up, raised his glass, and looked around: "Is Young Master Yang in Ling Ling?"

　　 He asked three times in a row, no one answered, and sat down disappointed.

　　 Next to the table, a middle-aged man dressed as a rich man asked curiously: "Xiongtai, who is this Yang Ling?"

　　 "Sparse shadows and slanting water, clear water, dark fragrance floating in the moonlight." The young man in the pale blue Confucian shirt slightly raised his chin: "Have you heard?"

　　 "It's a bit of an impression." The middle-aged man dressed as a rich man recalled for a moment.

"Of course, as soon as this poem came out, it was called by the current scholars, the quatrains of chanting plum for the ages. It is you people who should have heard it." The young man in a Confucian shirt raised his head proudly: "Only A good sentence that we scholars can make."

　　The middle-aged man dressed as a rich man wondered: "Why is the son looking for someone here?"

　　 During the conversation between the two, the drinkers nearby also stopped talking and listened.

　　 "Because this eternal singular song came out in Yingmei Xiaoge, this poem was presented by Young Master Yang of Yang Ling to the girl with a fragrant fragrance. The plum is used as a metaphor for people.

　　 "It's no wonder Yingmei Xiaoge has been so generous these days, no wonder the Fuxiang girl always doesn't show up."

　　 "Yes, I heard that Girl Fuxiang is no longer easy to accompany guests."

　　 "Sparse shadows and slanting water are clear and shallow, and the fragrance is floating in the moonlight.....What a beautiful poem, I really want to see the girl and the gifted person."

　　 Hearing the words, the young man in the pale blue Confucian shirt sighed: "Then Young Master Yang only appeared in Jiaofang Division once, and there was no news. The Imperial College sent someone to Changle County to learn from him, but no such person was found."

　　 "There is such a strange thing!" Everyone was shocked.

　　 The young man in the pale blue Confucian shirt said helplessly: "I come to Yingmei Xiaoge every day to wait for him. Not only me, but the students in Beijing want to make friends with this person."

　　Song Tingfeng tutted: "This is great, girl Fuxiang is no longer a woman we can covet."

　　 Zhu Guangxiao also sighed.

　　 Did I inadvertently drive up the ac price? Xu Qian bowed his head to drink tea with a guilty conscience.

　　Song Tingfeng looked at his new colleague and said, "Unfortunately, you have solved the case very well and you can't write poems. If you can write an eternal quatrain like that of Yang Ling, the girl will be willing to post it."

　　 "Posted upside down?!" Xu Qi'an found Huadian.

"You have spread the love affair between a woman and a poor scholar in the world. Is it fabricated out of thin air? The poor scholar can occasionally write a good sentence, and give it to the woman, and she will be worth a lot. This is a good thing for mutual benefit, and those young and famous Scholars are even more touted by women in the dust.

"Don't say you don't want money, you are willing to post it upside down. The layman Ziyang at Yunlu Academy was quite talented in poetry back then. After passing the exam, he spent three months in Jiaofang Division and didn't pay any money." Song Tingfeng said. .

　　 Zhu Guangxiao nodded and affirmed.

　　 Song Tingfeng found that his new colleague was dumbfounded, as if he had been greatly shocked, and as if he had heard the exciting news, he was breathing quickly.

　　 A maid waiting for the guests to drink, hurriedly left the table, stared at Xu Qi'an for a few seconds, showing an expression of ecstasy, and even left the alcoholic guest and ran out of the house regardless of her image.

　　 Soon, the beautifully dressed oiran lady appeared on the stage, the long skirt dragged to the ground, the gorgeous jewelry between the blue silk and the beautiful face complemented each other.

　　 The thickness of the dress is just right, which is not bloated, but highlights the exquisite and convex mature figure; nor does it make people feel coquettish.

　　 When Xu Qian saw her for the first time, he was obviously more careful in dressing. It's not like the oiran of Jiaofangsi, but a social flower with a certain status and reputation.

　　 Fuxiang Lady's eyes swept over the guests, and paused on Xu Qi'an.

　　 "Hey, Fuxiang saw me just now." Song Tingfeng was slightly shocked.

　　 Zhu Guangxiao glanced at him, straightened his waist, and said unconvinced: "It's looking at me."

　　 After giving a gift to the guests, Fuxiang said softly: "The slaves dance together to help the guests."

　　 The guests were extremely pleasantly surprised, but I didn't expect the most popular oiran to appear.

　　 The keen-minded guest thinks a little bit deeper. The Floating Oiran is known as the piano and poetry, not famous for dancing. Why is it dancing today?

　　 "This figure, if you can dance me a song of Pure Land of Bliss..." Xu Qi'an admired the graceful dance while thinking about it.

　　 After the end of the song, Fuxiang drank a glass of wine and resigned with a red cheek.

　　 Song Tingfeng smiled and said: "It's worth it."

　　 Zhu Guangxiao nodded.

　　 Song Tingfeng raised his glass and motioned to Xu Qi'an: "Girl Fuxiang rarely dances, but she often plays the piano. When you first come to Jiaofang Division, you can see her dance. This is the value of money."

　　 Xu Qi'an toasted in return: "I wish I could stay in her room tonight."

　　 Song Tingfeng laughed.

　　 Zhu Guangxiao shook his head slightly.

　　 Song Tingfeng just finished laughing, he saw a maid approaching and said, "Master Yang, my lady invites you into the house for tea."

　　...Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at Xu Qi'an blankly, their expressions a little stiff.

　　 Xu Qi'an patted him on the shoulder: "Tomorrow, the gate of the courtyard will be everywhere."

Huh...The scholar in a pale blue Confucian shirt stood up from the front of the case, showing shock and ecstasy, and shouted: "Young Master Yang, you are Yang Ling? Are you Yang Ling? Brother Yang, Brother Yang. ...Under Du Ying..."

　　 Xu Qi'an stopped, bowed his hand, and followed the maid to leave.

　　Yangling...the whole room of alcoholics stared wide-eyed, and several scholars in Confucian shirts were ecstatic.

　　 Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao looked at each other silently: "???"

　　......

　　 The bedroom is warm like spring, the bathtub behind the screen.

　　 Xu Qi'an soaked in the hot water full of flower petals, and exhaled comfortably.

　　 dressed in light gauze, white skin and outstanding figure, knelt and sat by the tub to serve, rubbing his little soft hands on him.

　　 "I haven't seen you for a few days, the son is more and more handsome." The oiran lady admired Xu Qi'an's strong body, and her shiny eyes could not move away.

　　 The previous Xu Qi'an had handsome facial features, and he was pretty good, but when he met again today, his appearance has not changed, but he gives people an unspeakable temperament.

　　 "As long as you like it, my change is worth it." Xu Qi'an raised his eyebrows.

　　 Fuxiang Qiao blushed, with a shy joy.

　　 She looked grimly and said: "Jing will say something nice to deceive the slave family. The son obviously doesn't look down on me."

　　 How can a man hold her all night and do nothing?

　　 The Oiran lady woke up the next day and had great doubts about her charm.

　　 "It was tired that day..." Xu Qianxin said, which sounded like an excuse for a forty or fifty-year-old man.

　　 He turned off the topic immediately and asked, "Is it cold?"

　　 The oiran lady nodded immediately and said aggrieved: "cold~"

　　 "Wash together when it's cold." Xu Qi'an pulled her into the tub.

　　噗通...

　　 scream unexpectedly.

　　 Fuxiang lay in Xu Qi'an's arms and said coquettishly: "I hate it."

　　 She sat on Xu Qi'an's stomach, with her hands hooked around his neck, and she was talking with each other, like him asking for poems.

　　 Although Xu Qi'an is a parallel importer, he has a lot of poems in his stomach, and a few words occasionally make the oiran flush with excitement.

　　 "By the way, did Young Master Yang hear about Zhou Shilang's dismissal from office?"

　　 Her seemingly random words made Xu Qi'an vigilant.

　　 "I heard, it seems that I was impeached by the mighty Hou." Xu Qi'an said.

　　 The Oiran lady raised her charming and affectionate face, stared at him, and chuckled: "It seems that it is because that Young Master Zhou is not dead and has kidnapped Mighty Hou's concubine."

　　 "So beauty is a scraper." Xu Qi'an said in surprise and emotion.

　　 As a veteran criminal investigator, no one can easily get information from him. However, Fuxiang may be suspicious.

　　 How can there be such a coincidental thing? Just after talking about the old things that day, Zhou Li really took action against the mighty Hou concubine... Well, it may not be suspicious, but he must be curious.

　　 I have to increase this woman’s affection for me and let her incline to me from the bottom of her heart, lest she tells an official about me someday...

"I saw the girl dancing just now, and my heart was suddenly moved, and I got a few occasional words..." Xu Qi'an hugged the beauty's scented shoulders and chanted: "Tin head and cloud temples are broken, blood-colored Luo Chang is turning over wine, and this year will be happy again next year. The autumn moon and spring breeze wait for leisure."

　　 This year’s laughter will return to the next year, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will wait for leisure... The Oiran lady has tears in her eyes and weeping in a low voice: "Is the son poking the slave's heart? The son is so cruel."

　　 After bathing, the two of them lay in the gorgeous Jinta, and Xu Qi'an looked at the photo album beside the pillow.

　　 The oiran lady's brown eyes are as black and moist as a fawn in the woods, her cheeks are bright pink, she is shy and timid, but she is still picking.

　　Exquisite appearance, plump figure, smooth and flawless skin, like a jade beauty.

　　 "What do you mean." Xu Qi'an glanced at her and raised the photo album in his hand.

　　 Fuxiang pursed his mouth, dare not answer.

　　 Do you really think I am a boy and need science education? Xu Qi'an snorted and discarded the album.

　　 This evening, the Oiran lady's bed was rocked until midnight.

　　...

　　 At the second day of Mao, Xu Qi'an put on his clothes under the service of a slightly haggard beauty, had breakfast, and bid farewell to the fragrance of love.

　　 The big maid serving the fragrant fragrance, when she saw him this morning, the admiring eyes made Xu Qi'an happy.

　　 After leaving the courtyard of Yingmei Xiaoge, he saw two energetic colleagues at the door.

　　Sure enough, I didn’t ask me for money...Hey, I really don’t want to go for nothing, but the kindness of a beautiful person...Xu Qi'an said briskly: "Morning, two of you."

　　 The three of them left the alley of Jiaofangsi side by side. When they were leaving, Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes and couldn't help asking: "Girl Fuxiang...how does it taste?"

　　 Zhu Guangxiao, who was taciturn, also looked over.

　　 Xu Qi'an looked ahead, with three-pointers, three-pointers, and the corners of his mouth raised: "...very moist!"

　　......

　　 bought some silks in the inner city, rented a carriage and rushed back to Xu's house.

　　 Xu Ershu asked for leave today, staying at home and waiting for news from him. Xu Xinnian did not study and was in no mood.

　　 Until Xu Qi'an asked his subordinates to come back with silk and satin, the family felt relieved.

　　 Xu Qi'an didn't explain too much. He pointed to the silk and smiled and said, "Make clothes for my aunt and sisters."

Aunt 　　 was holding her breath in her heart, lifted her snow-white pointed jaw, and snorted.

　　 Xiaodouding pulled his trousers to climb up, yelling: "Big brother, big brother, I saw my sister crying secretly yesterday."

　　Xu Lingyue with a face of melon seeds is blushing.

　　 In front of his family, he was too intimacy to behave, Xu Qi'an smiled at the beautiful girl, then kicked Xiaodouding in the air like a shuttlecock, and hugged her.

Aunt 　　 was taken aback, but Xiaodouding giggled heartlessly.

　　 The second uncle was taken aback: "You have stepped into the realm of Qi training."

　　 After getting Xu Qi'an's affirmation, the second uncle showed a happy smile like an old father.

　　 In the study, Xu Qi'an briefly explained what happened to his second uncle and Erlang.

　　 Both father and son were afraid for a while.

　　 Xu New Year looked at his cousin: "Why did the princess send someone to follow you?"

　　 I also want to know... Xu Qi'an gave a guess: "Maybe it was only me among the outsiders in the college that day?"

　　 On the day when the vision occurred in Yasheng Xuegong, the eldest princess was also in the academy. It is impossible not to pay attention to this matter. In this way, it is reasonable to monitor the only outsider on that day.

Xu Xinian said in a deep voice: "The long princess is very deep-minded. Not only did she study at Yunlu Academy for many years, she also had a relationship with Wei Yuan. Her chess skills are superb, and I recommend you to play better, not a whim. Let's play a game of chess.

　　 "If your eldest brother is summoned by her in the future, don't be surprised, remember to be careful~www.ltnovel.com~ be careful."

　　 Xu Qi'an let out a "um".

　　 Being so valued and jealous by Xu Cijiu, who is arrogant, shows that this princess is not a simple character.

　　 After Xu New Year finished speaking, he suddenly raised his chin and said, "I have stepped into the state of self-cultivation."

　　 I have also become a master of Confucianism!

　　 Xu Qi'an was pleasantly surprised, "What is the magic of Confucian scholars in the cultivation state?"

　　 Xu New Year's mouth picked up: "The place of righteousness, although there are tens of millions of people, I will go."

　　 At this moment, Xu Qi'an was full of pride in his heart, bursting out the courage to face thousands of troops alone.

　　 This inexplicable courage lasted for a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating.

"Self-cultivation is a process of sharpening the courage, and every word and deed of Confucian scholars in this realm is convincing. For example, my eldest brother just felt that what I said was reasonable, so he unconsciously would follow suit. In the future, I will become an official in the court, and it will be better to judge You are bad."

　　No, I rely on my true ability, you rely on cheating! Xu Qi said with a heart.

　　 This is equivalent to a courage BUFF, the embryonic form of uttering the law.....Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up, and his second uncle looked at each other. The former said: "Farewell, brother treats you well..."

　　 "Go!" Xu Xinnian walked away without waiting for him to finish.

　　 Crude Takeshi.

　　...

　　 Xu Qi'an returned to his small courtyard and took a rest.

　　 Suddenly, he woke up inexplicably, and the source of the alarm was the jade mirror hidden under the pillow.

　　 A line of small characters appeared on the jade mirror surface:

　　 [Jiu: Where are you? 】

　　PS: Seeing the number of words in this chapter, I should be able to understand why the update is late.

　　 The two chapters are unified, which not only completes the update, but also returns the addition of a leader, which is beautiful.