The next morning, Xu Qi'an got up in good spirits, the person next to the pillow was no longer there, and there was a woman's fragrance in the brocade quilt.

His limbs were a little limp and he was propped up, as if he had just finished a 1,000-meter running test and his muscles were aching the next morning.

"I overslept again.... However, I was excused for being late, and I came to the Workshop Division to investigate the case. ”

Xu Qi'an sat cross-legged to relieve the fatigue of the cells and let the body recover to its peak as quickly as possible.

After only two weeks of transport, the sore muscles were rejuvenated.

"Squeak~"

The door of the boudoir was pushed open, dragging the floating fragrance of the skirt, leading the personal maid in, her jet-black hair was pulled high, embellished with expensive jewelry, and her plain white and beautiful face was slightly haggard.

The eyes are still a little red and swollen, and they are crying out of the lying silkworms.

"Xu Gongzi is awake. She smiled shallowly, with a detached and formulaic smile, "I asked the kitchen to cook you duck porridge." ”

"Put it there. Xu Qi'an took the toiletries from the maid's hand, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, returned to the desk, held the bowl, and thought while eating:

Last night's demon girl was the remnant of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, which means that this matter has nothing to do with the Northern Demon Clan..... The suspicion of the king of Zhenbei is almost very light and light.... Is the Remnant of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom targeting the Seal or something else?

Xu Qi'an would think so because if the target was the seal, the remnants of the Demon Clan Country should now flee with the money, instead of continuing to stay in the city and make trouble.

.... There is also a possibility that the goal of the demon clan is not just the seal, but there is a larger plan, and the seal is just a means to accomplish the goal.

The context of the Sambo case is almost clear, and the leading forces behind the scenes: first, the second and fifth sons of the imperial court, and second, the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

Target: Unknown.

Seal: The severed hand of an unknown powerhouse.

The factors, characters, and forces involved in it: Wan Demon Kingdom, Pingyuan Bo, Bingbu Shangshu, Si Tianjian, Imperial Family, Pingyang County Lord, Henghui Monk, Jin Wuwei Baihu Zhou Chixiong.....

Breakthrough: The strong man with the broken hand, the monk of Henghui, and the lord of Pingyang.

Figuring out the identity of the severed hand powerhouse can reverse the true purpose of the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.... Then, if you catch any of the county lords of Henghui and Pingyang, you can also deduce the inside story of the case.... Xu Qi'an finished eating the porridge and sighed with satisfaction.

Only then did he have an air conditioner: "Angry?"

Fuxiang smiled gently: "Xu Gongzi doesn't want to make fun of the slave family, the slave family is just a dusty woman, where is the qualification to be angry with the son." ”

Well, Xu Lang has become Xu Gongzi.... Xu Qi'an nodded, and stretched his waist indifferently: "Prepare hot water, I want to bathe." ”

Fuxiang smiled and nodded, arranged for a maid to wait for him to bathe, and took the personal maid out for a walk.

Xu Qi'an took a hot bath comfortably, dressed neatly, tied the gong, hung up the saber, thought about it, and asked, "Prepare pen and ink for me." ”

The little girl responded softly: "Yes"

.......

"Lady, are you too cold to Xu Gongzi. Walking in the alley of the Teaching Division, the maid said softly.

Fuxiang looked ahead, shook his head slightly, and his voice was a little sad: "You don't understand, I once begged him, can you redeem me for me, but he refused." ”

The maid was silent for a while, and explained for Xu Qi'an: "Xu has no silver, the lady's deed of sale, to say the least, is three or four thousand taels of silver, and now I am afraid it will have to be doubled." ”

Fuxiang retracted his gaze and looked at the ground: "I have also saved a lot of silver over the years, in fact, I can..."

She smiled bitterly with a sad expression: "I am in his heart, in fact, there is no difference between me and you." I didn't want to believe it before, I deceived myself, but what happened last night made me see myself clearly. ”

It's just a wishful thinking of falling flowers, deliberately flowing water, and ruthlessly.

As she walked, she unconsciously came to the outside of the Qingchi Courtyard, and a noisy sound attracted her attention.

Two gongs dressed in guard clothes, locked the Ming Yan lady and walked out, and the old bustard followed behind, with a frightened expression, and explained vigorously:

"A few bad masters, this must be a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding. ”

Ming Yan Oiran looked terrified: "Mom, I'm wronged, I'm wronged...."

She knew these two gongs, and they were the two who often accompanied Xu Gongzi to Yingmei Pavilion to play tea. It seems that one surname is Song, and the other is surname.... The one was so taciturn, she didn't remember.

What happened?Ming Yan was fine last night, by the way, why did Xu Gongzi suddenly return to her Yingmei Pavilion last night.... Could it be that Ming Yan offended Xu Gongzi last night?

She immediately rejected the idea, and although she was disheartened by the man, she believed that Xu Qi'an was not this kind of person.

Fuxiang frowned, greeted the watchman, and Ying Ying gave a salute: "A few adults, what crime did Ming Yan Lady commit?"

Song Tingfeng stopped and said with a smile: "Ming Yan Niangzi secretly colluded with the demon clan to provide shelter and accommodation. Last night, Lord Xu secretly investigated and found out the demon girl disguised as her personal maid.

The enchantress has already bowed to the law, and now she is going to take her for questioning. ”

The old bustard beat his chest and paused: "You are wronged, Mingyan is a weak woman, how can she collude with the demon clan." You know how much effort and money I spent cultivating her! I'm going to go to the Ministry of Rites to file a complaint, and I'm going to ask the adults of the Ministry of Rites to call the shots. ”

Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice: "I now suspect that you are also a fellow party of the demon clan. ”

The old bustard lost his voice in vain, and took a few steps back with a strong desire to survive.

Song Tingfeng squinted, nodded at Fuxiang, and led people away.

Fuxiang looked at the back of their departure in a daze, and began to associate it.... Ming Yan colluded with the demon clan? Xu Gongzi secretly investigated yesterday?

He chose to stay in Qingchi Courtyard last night, not because he liked the new and hated the old, but because he had official business, but I was messing around with a tantrum.

He dragged his tired body back last night, I saw it, I thought he was with Ming Yan.... I blamed him for it, and I put on a face for him this morning to vent my resentment.... But why didn't he explain? Yes, he couldn't explain, because this was the official business of the yamen, and the facts of the case needed to be kept secret.

And even so, knowing that he was misunderstood and wronged, did he show the slightest boredom and bear it silently....

Fuxiang suddenly lifted her skirt and ran to play with Ying Mei Xiaoge.

"Lady, where are you going, you slow down...."The maid was taken aback.

Rushing all the way back to Yingmei Pavilion, pushing the door into the bedroom, Fuxiang shouted: "Xu Lang..."

The room was empty, and the people were gone. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had lost something precious, and her heart was empty.

"Lady, lady..." The maid chased after her, and saw her own lady leaning against the door in despair.

"I'm a little tired, give me a hand. Fuxiang whispered.

The maid helped her to the bed, looked at her, and sighed in her heart. Don't dare to disturb, turn around and clean up the house.

She saw a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table by the screen, and said lightly, walked to the side of the desk, and said:

"Lady, here's a poem.... It may have been left by Xu Gongzi. ”

Fuxiang came to life all of a sudden, rushed to the side of the case barefoot, snatched it from the maid's hand as if robbing a treasure, and looked at it:

"Beauty beaded curtains

Sit deep on the moth eyebrows

But see tear stains wet

I don't know who I hate. ”

"Xu Lang, Xu Lang....." She laughed first, laughed and laughed, tears snapped and fell, wilted on the ground, held the paper in her heart, laughed while crying, pear blossoms brought rain.

"I'm going to find him. Floating fragrance wiped her tears, got up, and trotted to the door.

The maid was shocked and hugged the soft waist of the lady: "Don't don't, you are the Oiran, the most famous Oiran in the Teaching Division, this matter is spread, how does the lady behave." The reputation that I had built up was gone.

"I haven't heard of an Oiran who has no style like you. ”

Fuxiang was furious: "Let go of me." ”

"Don't let it go!"

......

Xu Qi'an bought six large meat buns on the side of the street, sat on horseback and nibbled on them, and walked leisurely towards the yamen.

"The Oiran of the Sect Division is good.... Each has its own merits, and it is beautiful, well, when the Sangbo case is over, I will exchange feelings with them one by one, and I will publish a "Dafeng Oiran Niang Evaluation Guide" in the future.

"The only problem is the lack of money, I only pick up three pieces of silver a day, and the value of the Oiran is at least thirty taels a night.

"Thanks to the nine years of compulsory education, the poems were not read in vain.... Oh, I'm really a shame for the traverser, people are copying the public, all for the sake of mixing careers, I'm for the sake of prostitution....

"Speaking of which, I'm about to turn twenty years old, but fortunately, my aunt is not my mother, and she won't supervise my marriage, so I can make my own decisions. Cai Wei is a disciple of Jianzheng, the backstage is too hard, marrying her is like marrying half a princess, it's not good to go out and fool around casually...

"Don't be in a hurry to get married, in a few more years, there will be twenty-four Oiran in the Teaching Workshop Division. Haha, I'm thinking about fart, the disciples of the prison may not look down on me. ”

Xu Bai laughed at herself in her heart, her thoughts soared, and she turned to the case again.

Ming Yan was arrested by him at Song Tingfeng's behest, although it was confirmed that she was innocent last night, there were still things to ask, such as when the maid entered the Teaching Workshop Division, who she had close contact with on weekdays, and so on.

.....

In a secluded courtyard, the willow trees hung down their branches, bare and slightly desolate.

There was the sound of ping-pong in the room, and the low roar of men in pain.... In an instant, all movement disappeared.

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and Henghui, who was wearing a black robe, walked out silently and went straight to the well in the courtyard.

He stared at the deep wellhead for a few seconds, waved his hand, and the wellhead lit up with a faint golden "swastika" character, and then shattered.

After lifting the seal, Henghui jumped in.

At the bottom of the dim well, the silt exudes a faint smell of water, and the middle-aged monk meditates with his back against the wall of the well.

He looked decadent, his lips were chapped, and he seemed to have been badly injured.

The middle-aged monk has a burly body, a pale blue jaw, and a bitter complexion.

If Xu Qi'an is here, he will be able to recognize this burly monk, who is the Hengyuan he is looking for.

"Senior brother...."Heng Hui's hoarse voice.

Hengyuan didn't pay attention to him, and sat cross-legged in silence.

"I was badly wounded, and I broke my hand. Henghui said.

Hengyuan opened his eyes and said with concern: "Henghui, turn back to the shore." ”

Henghui shook his head, "Senior brother, I have been by your side since I entered Qinglong Temple when I was six years old, you taught me to meditate, taught me to recite scriptures, took care of my food, clothing and daily life, and treated me like a brother and a father, and now my junior brother wants to ask you for something." ”

Hengyuan sighed and nodded.

Henghui raised his head, a pair of dark eyes without whites under the cloak, and he smiled hideously: "I'm going to eat Senior Brother." ”