Nightwatcher

Ning Yan? Xu Pingzhi was stunned.

Li Ru's tears were still on his face, and his joyful expression froze.

Two days ago, Xu Qi'an clamored in the prison to see the governor, saying that he had important clues to report, and then the governor solved the case. According to the law, you will be fine if you commit crimes and make meritorious deeds. The official said.

Yes, is that so? Xu Pingzhi stammered. When Xu Qi'an was the size of a kitten, he took him home and raised him. He didn't know what kind of person his nephew was?

Xu Pingzhi suspected that the officials were lying, but he had no evidence.

It was Li Ru, the bastard's nephew, who turned pale.

Didn't the son clear up the relationship and save the whole family? How could he be the unlucky nephew? Isn't he in prison?

With a lot of confusion, Xu Pingzhi led his wife and daughter out of the back door of the mansion, and saw Xu Qi'an who was combing the hair of the chicken coop, anxiously waiting at the door.

The moment he saw his nephew, the doubts buried in his heart were not important. The man who was born as a martial artist felt a warm current in his heart, his eyes were red, and he strode forward. He wanted to give his nephew a hug, but he felt hypocritical and couldn't let go. In order to save face, he patted him on the shoulder: Ning Yan, you look good.

Xu Qi'an almost died on the spot.

Second Uncle, you are at the peak of Qi training, we are one level behind. Xu Qi'an said these words naturally, not unfamiliar at all.

He was surprised by this harmony, and at the same time, he glanced over Uncle Xu's shoulder and looked at the three women behind him.

Hey, Auntie, you also have such a messy look today, the thought emerged uncontrollably.

The gloating mood didn't last long, and he was attracted by his sister's appearance.

The girl was wearing a loose prison uniform, with disheveled sideburns hanging down beside her classic and delicate melon-seeded face, and a tall Qiong nose. At first glance, she had the three-dimensional effect of a mixed-race beauty.

However, this age is the most beautiful and pure years, mixed with charm that people can't take their eyes off.

Damn, I actually have such a beautiful and refined sister. Xu Qi'an was shocked.

In the memory of the original owner, the appearance of the younger sister is very vague, probably because she didn't pay much attention to it. And because of my aunt, I kind of hate Wujiwu.

Not very friendly to cousins.

Sensing her brother's burning gaze, Xu Lingyue timidly called out Big Brother and lowered her head a little shyly.

Brother! He suddenly heard an 'ow'.

Xu Lingyin was five years old, so small, she ran over joltingly, stopped in front of Xu Qi'an, and looked up at him eagerly.

Xu Qi'an waved his hand: There's no candy for you, and I just got out of the prison myself.

It's worth mentioning that the original owner didn't like his cousins, but he treated this Yaomei pretty well, because Yaomei's appearance was finally not inherited from her mother.

What is a cell?

It's where you sleep these days.

What about the other brother, did he bring candy?

He didn't come.

Oh. The little girl looked disappointed. The other brother she was talking about was Xu Xinnian, a compatriot with one mother, but she still didn't know the difference between her cousin and her own brother.

This Yaomei is not very smart, she is a stupid child, this must have been inherited from her mother and the original owner thinks so.

In the end, he looked at his aunt Li Ru, this woman who always showed her might in front of Xu Qi'an, probably never in her life thought that one day she would have to humbly thank her hapless nephew.

The beautiful woman turned her head stiffly, and reluctantly said: Many, thank you Ning Yan.

Just in time, a vague memory appeared in Xu Qi'an's mind.

When he was driven by his aunt to the small courtyard adjacent to Xu's house, Xu Qi'an was so angry that he swore to the sky: I, Xu Qi'an, will definitely become famous in the future, don't regret it!

It feels so embarrassing to think about it now, this is not the aunt's version of Mo bullying young people and poor!

Xu Qi'an now looks at the relationship between the original owner and his aunt from the objective perspective of a third party, but in fact, this beautiful woman is not entirely to blame.

Xu Qi'an practiced martial arts, eating more than one hundred taels of silver every year, and this is equivalent to the savings of ordinary people for twenty or thirty years. It has to be a wealthy family.

It's not surprising that my aunt felt resentful, so Xu Qi'an said sincerely: Auntie, don't be in a hurry to thank me. I'll say it again when I get home and have dinner.

Li Ru immediately opened her big Kazilan eyes, glaring at her hapless nephew.

Xu Pingzhi's scalp was numb, and he said in a deep voice, Go home first!

Xu Xinnian staggered back to Xu's mansion with a flagon in his hand. The house where he had lived for nineteen years was now sealed and the building was empty. It was very desolate.

Xu Nian kicked the door open, stepped over the threshold, walked a few steps unsteadily, then turned back and closed the door.

Suicide by hanging from a beam is not something glorious, let alone the dignity that a scholar like him should have, so it cannot attract the attention of the government.

face.

He walked from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, as if he had gone through a long life.

Literacy at the age of three, reciting poems at the age of five, and already familiar with the classics of sages at the age of ten. At the age of fourteen, he entered Yunlu Academy to study. Eighteen-year-old Juren.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is talented.

His intelligence and his profound knowledge have shaped his proud character.

He has always been proud in front of his family, he is promising, he is famous, and he will be the pillar of the Xu family in the future.

As a seven-foot man, he would rather die vigorously than live in humiliation.

Thinking of this, Xu Nian drank the jug in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

With a feeling of drunkenness, he rushed into the room, rubbed the ink, picked up the pen, and wrote the most peak farewell poem in his life.

Xu Xinnian laughed three times, grabbed the rice paper, rushed out the door, took out the prepared hemp rope, and hung it on the ginkgo tree in the inner courtyard.

He was surprised that in the face of death, he was not afraid at all, and only felt a joy that he had never had before.

Suddenly, he understood those unrestrained mad Confucians. Only when they have no fear in their hearts can they be proud of the world.

You are not afraid of death anymore, there is nothing in the world to be afraid of.

The capital is prosperous and known as the most benevolent city in the world.

Xu Qi'an walked slowly through the bustling ancient city, the cars were like flowing water and the horses were like dragons, there were shops on both sides, and banners and banners were blown by the wind.

A poem can't help but emerge in my mind: smoked willows draw bridges, wind curtains and emerald curtains, and hundreds of thousands of families.

In fact, the capital city is more prosperous than Qiantang in the poem. Dafeng: Geographical Records records, In the early years of Yuanjing, the population of Kyoto was more than 1.96 million.

It is Won Kyung's 36th year now.

The population of the capital city should have exceeded two million.

Xu's mansion went in and out of the compound three times, and raised seven or eight maids and servants. Now the servants and maids have already been dismissed, the gate is locked tightly, and the building is empty.

My aunt glanced at the plaque on the gate, with mixed feelings: I don't know what happened to Nian'er, he must be very worried about us, this child, he said before he went to prison that he would save us.

Walk in while talking.

Housing prices in the capital are expensive, and the three-entry compound costs at least five thousand taels of silver. A down payment of 30% is 1,500 taels of silver, bah, why do I still have to think about house prices when I get to another world?

Xu Qi'an grinned.

Xu Pingzhi said in relief: Nian'er has read the books of sages and sages, and is calm and reliable. He must still be running for us at this moment. When he comes back, give him a surprise.

Too bad Xu Qi'an's expression changed, he knew that Xu Nian was planning to commit suicide.

In the eyes of the second uncle and aunt, Xu Erlang is determined, unsmiling, calm and reliable, and is a persevering scholar.

Hahahaha, I promised the New Year, I was born a happy person, and died a wild ghost.

Xu New Year, talented, but the law of heaven is unfair.

Heaven is not born, I promise a new year, and I will honor the ages like a long night

Under the ginkgo tree, the scholar standing on the chair suddenly took off his hair crown and discarded it, shook his head vigorously, and the hair was disheveled.

He was wanton and wild, he was unrestrained, he put his head in the rope, so he saw his family members with stiff expressions and dull eyes.

I promise New Year's unrestrained love and freedom Xu New Year's talent is full of injustice, the sky is not fair, I promise New Year, I will honor the ages like a long night Xu New Year looks at my family who returned unexpectedly, I feel that I am still one step too late.

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