Chapter 50: Pitching the Pot

Why are we all afraid of social death, there is a rule involved in the inner city, which is different from the outer city, which has no curfew.

And because the former lived all decent people, for the safety of the dignitaries, after the drums were beaten at dusk, there could be no more people on the streets.

As we all know, the Workshop Division works at night.

This means that going to the workshop is not just about finding out the news, you have to stay overnight.

That's why Xu Pingzhi objected to Xu Qi'an going to the Teaching Division, he was originally a young and vigorous young man, staying in the Teaching Division, and when the girls teased, who could bear it?

Therefore, whoever goes to the workshop division has to go to prostitution.

And the three men here are all set up:

A righteous gentleman is allowed to say goodbye to the old.

Don't go to the hook fence Xu Qi'an.

The Gu family's beloved wife Xu Pingzhi.

The three of them all know one thing clearly in their hearts, even if there is a reason for it, prostitution is prostitution, and this fact cannot be changed.

Although I had never prostituted in my previous life, I can imagine the embarrassment of going to a prostitute and then being called by the police to inform my parents.... I just don't want to live anymore..... Xu Qi'an sat upright, with a serious and decent face.

Some interesting facts about the Qinglou came to mind, and when listening to music in a certain hook, Wang Zhutou started a topic, and an official in the court went to teach the workshop to sleep with a girl, and when he played tea, he met his son.

The father and son are in the same hole, and the scene is very embarrassing.

The next day, it spread all over the officialdom of the capital, and it became a joke, so much so that even Wang Zhutou heard about it from Zhu Xianling.

For this era of attaching importance to the three outlines, five constants and reputation, this kind of thing happens, and it is a burden that the cheeks cannot bear.

Xu Qi'an looked at Second Uncle Xu and Xu Erlang, and a picture involuntarily appeared in his mind:

Xu Xinnian: "Yo, Dad, you are also here, give this girl to me today, and she will be yours tomorrow." ”

Second Uncle Xu: "Get out, who is Lao Tzu? I'll sleep first." ”

Xu Qi'an: "You all step aside, I want to be alone." ”

I shudder to think about it.... Xu Qi'an coughed: "The sect division has been shelved in advance, and we will continue to inquire about the news, after all, the sect division does not have to go, and we are not sure if we can really find out favorable news from the floating fragrance Oiran."

"The day after tomorrow, sit down again to summarize the news, if there is no additional gain, let's consider going to the Teaching Workshop Division. ”

Hearing him say this, Xu Erlang and Second Uncle Xu's attitudes suddenly improved, and they nodded one after another.

Xu Qi'an thought, it's better for me to sacrifice and go to the Jiaofang Division tomorrow night.

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At noon the next day, Xu Qi'an took leave and returned to Xu's Mansion, which was quite lively in the past, was much colder.

The maid and the old mother took half of it away, leaving the porter Lao Zhang and a few servants to take care of it. Second Uncle Xu and Xu Erlang were away and did not return.

Xu Qi'an went to the inner courtyard with a familiar car, pushed open Xu Erlang's room, and found the moon-white Confucian shirt with precious fabric and embroidered with the same color moire.

He took off his fast suit and put on the most decent clothes of the little brother, and a jade pendant with a decent texture hung on his belt.

Xu Qi'an stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at his appearance at the moment.

It's ok.... It's just that my skin is too masculine, and I can't wear the handsome beauty of a little milk dog..... If it was my beautiful face in the prime of my previous life, I would be able to control this kind of clothes.... At the moment, this skin bag always lacks some sense of substitution.... Xu Qi smoothed the folds on his chest and left satisfied.

The structure of Daebongjing can be summed up by the word "matryoshka", which is the palace city, the imperial city, the inner city, and the outer city.

Compared with the outer city with a large population, Xu Qi'an understands the inner city as the CBD area of the previous life, and those who can live in it are all rich people.

In this era, those who can live in the inner city are people with status and status.

It is worth mentioning that my aunt has always wanted to sell her property in the outer city and move to the inner city.

It's a pity that there is a nephew of the gold-swallowing beast, which makes the aunt yearn for the inner city, but she has no chance to live in it.

From Xu's Mansion to the gate of the inner city, if you walk, it will take three or four hours to take Xu Qi'an's current footsteps.

He hired a carriage, and an hour later arrived at the nearest inner city gate, took out the vouchers he had prepared long ago, and passed the customs without any problems.

The soldiers guarding the city carefully inspected the carriage and saw that Xu Qi'an was not carrying large luggage, and his face could not hide his disappointment.

Because this means that Xu Qi'an did not enter the inner city to do business, so he could not collect the city gate tax.

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The streets of the inner city are wide and criss-crossed, with beautiful houses surrounded by greenery on the main roads and various courtyards scattered on the non-main roads.

Whether it is the construction of the city, the clothing of pedestrians, and the number of horse-drawn carriages on the streets, they are far better than those in the outer cities.

"If you have time, you must bring Lingyue girl to the inner city to play, the prosperity is not the same as that of the outer city. Xu Qi'an lifted the curtains of the car, looked at the prosperous scene, and Xu Lingyue's sharp and stunning appearance appeared in his mind.

He didn't go to the workshop immediately, it was still early, and the seafood merchants didn't work during the day.

After paying the money for renting a carriage, Xu Qi'an wandered aimlessly on the streets.

Not long after, Xu Qi'an came to a market and looked up at the archway at the entrance of the street: Yongkang Street!

The spaciousness of this street is unprecedented for Xu Qi'an, it is two hundred meters wide, and the bluestone slabs form a flat ground, extending to the end of the line of sight.

Shops and houses on both sides are lined up, ten troikas side by side are stress-free, and pedestrians are bustling.

Where is the street, it is clearly a large square.

Xu Qi'an, who was standing under the archway, looked at this scene and was sincerely shocked.

"Yongkang Street is one of the main roads in the capital, and the second uncle said that it was very big, but I didn't expect it to be so big. Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.

The main road is so spacious that the emperor or the nobles of the clan will clear the venue in advance.

The width of 200 meters makes most of the current crossbows and firearms useless.

Even if an assassin wanted to hide in the buildings on both sides and put cold arrows, seeing this distance, he could only helplessly leave the keyboard with both hands and type 666.

Xu Qi'an scurried around Yongkang Street like a wild dog, but because of the limited budget in his pocket, he held back the consumption of shopping.

Suddenly, a luxury carriage attracted Xu Qi'an's attention and blinded his titanium alloy dog eyes.

It was a carriage drawn by four sturdy horses, with a curved dome crowned with silver and gold, and the windows hung down in bright yellow satin, and below that were covered from the dust, wrapped in clear white jade.

A circle of neatly arranged gold nails were nailed to the sides of the wheels, and the hubs were also wrapped in jade.

And the real connotation is the material of the carriage, the golden silk nanmu used by the royal family.

"I estimate that after a lifetime of struggle, I can't afford to buy a wheel from others...."Xu Qian thought sadly, as if he had found the mood of being a social animal in his previous life.

The luxurious carriage was parked on the side of the road, and a column of soldiers in black armor and spears stood by the carriage, and interestingly, another column of soldiers was playing a game of pitching pots.

The stall owner was an old Taoist in a torn robe, his gray hair was tied by a wooden hairpin, and his hair hung down in a messy way.

There are copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Taoist scriptures, Bodhi bracelets, jade mirrors, etc. All sorts of miscellaneous things.

Not to mention other things, just the gold and silver ingots are placed on the stall and are not snatched away, this old way is by no means simple.... Xu Qi'an stopped and watched.

He looked at it for a while, understood how the game was played, and the pitcher was thirty paces away from the porcelain pot, blindfolded, turned his back, and shot three arrows.

If an arrow hits, you can get the items of the third echelon, which are some gold, silver and jade. If all three are selected, one item from the first echelon will be selected at random.

And there are only two items in the first echelon: a Bodhi bracelet and a jade mirror.

"I didn't hit again, hateful!"

"Go away, it's my turn. ”

The armor soldiers took turns throwing pots, but all of them returned, and the broken silver in front of Lao Dao was piled higher and higher.

After another round of failures among the fifteen soldiers, Xu Qi'an noticed that the curtain of the carriage moved, and one of the soldiers waiting by the window lowered his head and walked towards the stall owner.

"Old Dao, my master said, sixty taels of gold, buy everything on your stall. The armor soldier walked up to the old man and said loudly.

This is a pitcher that didn't hit, and it was directly kryptonite.... Xu Qi'an stood not far away, watching this scene.

Faced with the temptation of sixty taels of gold, the old Taoist priest shook his head, "Rules are rules." ”

The armorer tensed his body suddenly, stared at Lao Dao fiercely for a moment, Huo Ran turned around and returned to the carriage to say goodbye.

Seconds later, the owner of the carriage recalled the armor and prepared to leave.

Xu Qi'an took the opportunity to step forward, came to Lao Dao, and asked, "Lao Dao, how much does it cost to play once?"

The old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the ground raised his head, glanced at him, and handed over three arrows: "One penny of silver." ”

Xu Qi'an took the arrow and smiled, feeling that he had a chance to win.

Throwing a pot thirty steps away is not very difficult for a martial artist in the refining realm. But with your back and blindfolded, it's almost impossible to hit.

The eyes are the most important part of the five senses, and losing vision will reduce the sense of the warrior and increase the difficulty of hitting.

Whether you can hit or not, it all depends on the face.

Xu Qi'an's face is not good-looking, but he has absolute confidence, because he has not picked up silver for several days.

Is it because I'm coming to the inner city and I'm going to come across this pot throwing game, so luck points are automatically accumulated?

If I can hit, the gold and silver ingots are all mine.... Hey, the life of the European Emperor is so unpretentious and boring.... Xu Qi'an walked thirty steps away, turned around, blindfolded his eyes with a black cloth, and threw his hand back.

"Knock knock..."

The three arrows went into the pot in no particular order, almost at the same time.

The surrounding passers-by let out exclamations, and the uproar attracted a soft and pleasant voice from the window of the carriage just about to leave the carriage:

"Stop!"

PS: I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, hey, I don't really want to go out, after all, the epidemic is not completely over, a little cowardly. But for the sake of just the meal, I can only fly hard.

That said, I may not be able to update during the day without a computer around tomorrow, so the chapter at noon tomorrow was updated in advance. This is not an addition, it is an early update tomorrow!