Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an, who got up early, just came to the back hall when he heard Xu Lingyin's noisy voice.

On her smooth, white and tender face, there was a bright red pimple, which hurt when pressed.

The aunt lied to her that it was because of worms growing on her face, and the worms were eating her flesh, and she would be disfigured tomorrow, and she would not be able to marry in the future.

Xu Lingyin doesn't care whether she can get married or not, but she always thinks that she is a cute child, and she will be as beautiful as her mother and sister in the future, and become an excellent troublemaker.

Hearing what her mother said, she was so sad that she wanted to cry.

So my aunt is also a bad person, she even lied to her own young daughter, and she was complacent and laughed at the side.

Big brother Xu Lingyin shook her little butt, ran up to her big brother, braked suddenly, turned her face sideways, pointed her short fingers on her cheeks, and pursed her mouth: I'm going to be disfigured.

You are not disfigured, Xu Qi'an patted her head: You are bubbling with beauty.

What is beauty bubbling?

It means that she will definitely be prettier than your mother and sister in the future.

Xu Lingyin believed it and was very happy. She ate three bowls of porridge for breakfast.

When they arrived at the watchman's yamen, Xu Qi'an, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao, who were in charge of the daily patrol, strolled along the street together.

Your saber is good. Song Tingfeng noticed that the saber on Xu Qi'an's waist had changed in style.

Xu Qi'an pressed the saber with one hand, and with a flick of his thumb, the black gold saber was unsheathed for three inches, and then quickly returned to the sheath, with a proud smile:

Sent by Si Tianjian.

He didn't say it was sent by the prison officer, and no one would believe him if he said it. If he believed it and spread it, it would attract the eyes of coveters.

Dharma artifact? Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao's eyes lit up.

Xu Qi'an shook his head, it wasn't a magic weapon, it didn't have formations engraved on it, and its only characteristic was hardness.

This point is very consistent with Xu Qi'an.

The streets in the inner city are wide and extend in all directions. Xu Qi'an bought a lot of snacks and distributed them to his two colleagues. They walked while eating.

The Japanese patrol has the benefits of the daily patrol. In addition to the watchmen, there are also sword guards patrolling the city, and police officers from the government office.

This has greatly reduced the work pressure of the watchmen. They can have time to fish, and when they are tired from walking, they can go to teahouses to drink tea and listen to books, or they can go to the bar to listen to music.

As he was walking, Xu Qi'an stepped on a hard lump. He looked ahead and bent down to pick it up without pausing.

The movements are too natural and smooth, and the expression is too calm, so that Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao thought he was just doing ordinary actions such as touching the trousers and slapping the boots.

I didn't find that this new colleague just saw three coins.

Xu Qi'an held the money and suggested: How about listening to the music?

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao hesitated for a moment: Okay.

The three of them entered the Goulan with ease, and came to the private room on the second floor. The table was placed by the railing, and the guests could drink tea and wine while overlooking the show on the stage in the lobby.

A play is going on on the stage.

The day after tomorrow is the day for His Majesty to worship the ancestors. You should have experienced it a few times. Xu Qi'an opened the topic and asked his two colleagues for experience.

We just need to guard the edge of Sangbo. The ancestor worship ceremony is held in Sangbo, you know that. Song Tingfeng chewed peanuts and took a sip of the wine.

Xu Qi'an nodded, Sangbo is a small lake outside the imperial city, which happens to be surrounded by the five guards of the capital.

The task of the watchmen is very simple, that is to maintain order and protect the safety of the royal family.

Taichang Temple and the Ministry of Rites are responsible for the sacrificial process, and the imperial city guards such as Imperial Sword Guards and Jinwu Guards patrol the periphery.

After watching a drama, Song Tingfeng felt bored, so he called the bustard, and soon, a group of beautifully dressed girls came in.

Standing in a row with smiles, winking at the three honored guests.

The watchman uniforms on the three of Xu Qi'an are still very bluffing.

Xu Qi'an doesn't want to touch women for three days. A martial artist in the Qi training state doesn't need to be abstinent, but he must also be restrained and not indulge.

Listen to me. He waved his hand and whispered something in the ears of his two colleagues.

Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao stared at him in disbelief, as if they were saying: Are you a beast?

After picking out two beautiful women, the two of them did not leave the private room, but entered the back room. Of course, a place like Gou Lan would not just listen to music. transfer.

Goulan is equivalent to the concert + circus in the previous life. There are so many tricks and it's so beautiful. Xu Qi'an drank wine, ate food, and appreciated it with great interest.

Near noon, the three of them left Goulan. Because they were full of cakes, tea, snacks and wine, they simply stopped eating lunch.

Had a lot of fun today. Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, satisfied.

What is this? Xu Qi'an pouted.

Song Tingfeng looked unfamiliar, but it didn't hinder his interest: What.

I'm not too sure. Xu Qi'an shrugged. After all, only the rich can afford this game.

Song Tingfeng had an expression of you're kidding me: Then what are you talking to me about?

Xu Qi'an was helpless.

While walking and chatting, I suddenly saw a group of government officials wearing official uniforms in front of me, rushing over at full speed.

The leader is a woman, tall and slender, with beautiful features, thicker eyebrows than ordinary women, and full of heroism.

Lu Qing saw the three of them at a glance. After all, the guard's uniform was handsome and eye-catching, so he immediately reined in the horse, and amidst the long neighing of the horse's hooves raised high, he said in a clear voice, Mr. Stay safe.

Call him Mr. Xu, and we are the two, together with me and Guangxiao are just two little characters without names, Song Tingfeng smiled on his face, narrowed his eyes, and greeted:

I haven't seen you for a long time, but Lu Butou has become more and more heroic.

Lu Qing pursed his lips and smiled, then remembered the business, and said straight to the point: There was a murder case in Sanshui Street, and it is also within the scope of your inspection. Since you have encountered it, let's go together.

There is a murder case, Song Tingfeng's face is serious: Okay, Lu Butou will go first, and we will follow.

Xu Qi'an and his colleagues rushed to Sanshui Street, and at the gate of a house, they saw a horse tied by the roadside by government officials.

Entering the gate, passing through the courtyard, I saw several government officials quickly asking questions, and the female relatives at home were crying and crying with red eyes.

Lu Qing is in the house, not in the courtyard.

Xu Qi'an looked at the beautiful hostess and said, The deceased is your husband?

Seeing the guard's uniform, the hostess nodded docilely, wiping her tears with a handkerchief.

Xu Qi'an glanced at her exquisite figure, and said in a deep voice, Call your son out.

The hostess didn't understand what the gong was thinking, so she sent the servant. A few minutes later, the servant came out with a ten-year-old child.

Is there any more? Xu Qi'an asked.

There is only one only child. The hostess held the child in her arms.

I think too much! Xu Qi'an nodded reassuringly, passed the crowd, and entered the room with his two colleagues.

This was a study room, and the deceased was lying on the desk. The dried blood had coagulated and covered half of the tabletop. The amount of bleeding was heavy.

Just by looking at it, Xu Qi'an guessed that the other party's throat had been cut.

Lv Qing led two quick hands from the government office to check the corners, doors, windows and beams of the study.

Xu Qi'an asked: Did you find anything?

Lu Qing shook his head: Everything is intact, there is no sign of being pried, and there are no footprints on the window, and there are no beams on the house either.

Xu Qi'an said: Acquaintances made it.

Come to a conclusion so quickly?

Knowing that Xu Qi'an is a master, everyone did not refute, they looked at him, waiting for an explanation.

The doors and windows are in good condition, and there are no footprints on the beams. It is basically ruled out that the murder was caused by breaking into the study. Xu Qi'an walked around the deceased:

The deceased was sitting upright. From the perspective of lying on the table, he died in an instant without struggling. This shows that the deceased and the murderer knew each other. Not only did he know each other, but he was also someone who awed or feared him very much.

Why did you say that? Lu Qing humbly asked for advice.

The deceased should not be a scholar. Xu Qi'an asked.

Lu Qing didn't understand the meaning of his question, so he replied, Jin Wu Guard Little Banner Officer.

Xu Qi'an nodded: Normal people, sitting in the study at home, should be relaxed and comfortable. It shouldn't be such an upright and meticulous sitting posture. Unless the person he is facing makes him have to treat him respectfully.

Also, at first glance, the cause of death was throat cutting, but I guess the real cause of death is here. Xu Qi'an grabbed the dead man's hair and raised his pale face.

Everyone in the room saw a shallow depression on the forehead of the deceased.