Dafeng Night Watchman
Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Silencing

Chapter 118: Chapter 118: Silencing

Wei Yuan waved his hand and asked the two adopted sons to leave Haoqi Building.

Once angry, twice familiar, Nangong Qianrou was too lazy to complain and ridicule, and left without saying a word.

Yang Yan stood at the bottom of the building, waiting for his adoptive father and Xu Qiyan to finish talking.

There were only two people left in the tea room. Wei Qingyi turned an upside-down teacup over and poured a cup of tea for Xu Qiyan: "What about the Tiandihui?"

"I did receive a message from the Tiandihui, from the **Gu tribe." Xu Qiyan took the tea a little flattered and took a sip. It tasted slightly bitter at first, but sweet aftertaste.

"No. 5 in the Tiandihui is from the Gu Clan and has some status. Yesterday, a message was sent through the Earth Book, saying that the Gu God in the Jiyuan showed signs of revival." Wei Yuan paused and said, "Before the Jiazi Demon Suppression, the Gu God was suppressed by the Gu Clan and the Wan Yao Kingdom, so he was fine. Now the Wan Yao Kingdom has perished, and there are Buddhist temples everywhere in the homeland. There are not many top masters. If the Gu God really wants to revive, the Gu Clan alone may not be able to resist." At this point, his eyes flashed with worry. The head of the Earth Sect was possessed by a demon, the Gu God showed signs of revival, and the Yunlu Academy was filled with pure energy... All these things are foreshadowing that bad things are about to happen.

Turmoil in all parties often means a year of chaos.

"In recent years, the ambition of the Buddhist sect to expand has become more and more powerful." Wei Yuan sighed.

Xu Qi'an's heart moved: "Did the Buddhist sect destroy the demon country in order to spread its religion?"

Wei Yuan sneered: "Could it be for the people of the world?"

After a pause, he asked: "What do you want to report to me?"

Xu Qi'an straightened his face and said: "I have found out the sealed object under the Mulberry Lake. This matter involves a secret five hundred years ago. It may cause a disaster. I am weak and dare not hide it..."

Hearing this, Wei Yuan's eyes flashed with strange colors, but he hid his shock well and asked tentatively: "Sealed object?"

"It's the Supervisor, the first Supervisor." Xu Qi'an lowered his voice with an attitude of sharing a big secret and carefully preventing it from being leaked: "The first Supervisor is sealed under the Mulberry Lake. When Wuzong usurped the throne...by virtue, the first Supervisor did not support Wuzong. After Wuzong ascended the throne, there was no relevant record of the first Supervisor in the history books."

Wei Yuan listened calmly and nodded slightly: "The analysis makes sense."

Xu Qiyan struck while the iron was hot: "Emperor Yuan Jing has not announced the situation so far, and everyone has been kept in the dark. However, if the first generation of supervisors had a conflict with the current supervisors, the capital..."

He did not continue, believing that with Wei Yuan's wisdom, he could understand what he meant.

Wei Yuan held the teacup, staring at the blue and white on it, and inexplicably changed the subject: "Have you felt pain in your dantian recently?"

Xu Qiyan was stunned, wondering how Wei Yuan knew.

During this period of time, he practiced breathing, and always felt uncomfortable with the swelling of his dantian. It was as if there was a fire burning in his stomach. He wanted to excrete something, but he felt that he could not excrete it. He thought about asking Miss Fuxiang for help another day, but he had a heavy task and could not spare time to go to the Jiaofangsi.

"Yes," Wei Yuan nodded, "This means that you have already entered the Qi Refining Realm. Later, this swelling pain will surge to the middle dantian, and then to the upper dantian. At that time, you can enter the Soul Refining Realm."

"I am OK at studying, but not so good at martial arts. However, I have accumulated some experience and can give you some guidance.

"When your swelling pain moves to the middle dantian, I will have someone send you a visualization method, which will increase the speed of entering the Soul Refining Realm.

"When you reach the Soul Refining Realm, you have to strengthen your body again and strive to know your body well... These are things for the future."

Although Wei Yuan is extremely smart, he has no talent for martial arts? Hehe, I feel balanced in my heart... Xu Qiyan's expression was touched: "Thank you, Lord Wei, for your cultivation. I will sacrifice my life and soul for you. I will go through fire and water and die without hesitation."

Wei Yuan laughed: "You are not a fool, but sometimes you are more foolish than a fool."

This is not foolishness, this is principle, belief, learn about Marxism-Leninism... Xu Qiyan complained in his heart, and at the same time, he thought with some sadness that this is also the gap between me and this era.

"There is another thing I think you should know. His Majesty issued an order today to lift the city ban." Wei Yuan looked at Xu Qiyan, and the smile on his face was very strange, like

teasing, joking, and teasing.

"???"

Xu Qiyan's face was stiff.

This is unreasonable, this is impossible!

Emperor Yuan Jing's attitude is problematic. The first generation of supervisors escaped from the predicament, and the first to bear the brunt were the current supervisors and the royal family. In such a situation, shouldn't the normal operation be to close the door and beat the dog, and eliminate the trouble forever?

What does opening the city gate mean? Is it to show goodwill to the first generation of the Supervisor and let everyone live in peace?

Impossible. Although Emperor Yuan Jing was an incompetent emperor, he was not a fool. Moreover, the current Supervisor would not agree with Emperor Yuan Jing's betrayal of the

revolution.

Yes, the attitude of the old Supervisor was also very strange. The teacher had opened the coffin and stood up. Shouldn't you lead the sorcerers under your command to step on the coffin lid and shout: Little ones, help the teacher to hold down the coffin of this old thing!

The result is pretending to be sick!

Is there a deeper purpose in this, for example, the first generation of the Supervisor has been sealed for 500 years and is no longer at his peak. He is hiding somewhere to recover from his

injuries.

Opening the city gate deliberately is to lure the snake out of the hole, just taking the opportunity to move the battlefield out of the capital?

"Little friend, do you have a lot of questions?" Xu Qi'an, who left Haoqi Tower, smiled bitterly: "Yes."

Xu Qi'an gathered people and issued three instructions. The first instruction was that Chu Caiwei of the Sitianjian was responsible for replaceing out the whereabouts of the magic weapon that concealed the breath.

The second instruction was that Min Shan and Yang Feng, the two silver gongs, continued to be responsible for verifying the production and use records of gunpowder in the Ministry of

Industry.

The third instruction was to go to the government office and interrogate the Taikang County

Magistrate.

The first two instructions were nothing, but the third instruction was not very understandable

to everyone.

Xu Qi'an explained: "Don't you think it's strange? How did the demons know that there was a

saltpeter mine in Dahuang Mountain?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"Right, could it be that the demons are lurking in the gray households to mine?" Xu Qi'an sneered: "Of course someone is conspiring with the demons. Dahuang Mountain is in the territory of Taikang County. The county magistrate is definitely problematic."

Three silver gongs and more than a dozen bronze gongs stood in awe.

Xu Tongluo is thoughtful and experienced, and the gold medal was not given for no reason.

The three parties parted ways at the gate of the government office and completed their

respective tasks.

Xu Qian'an looked at Chu Caiwei's bumpy back on the horse, and suddenly felt that one day it would be a pleasant thing to be down there.

"Boss, why don't you call the sorcerers from the Imperial Observatory to question the

officials in the court one by one?"

"You just asked Miss Caiwei to check the magic weapon that blocks the air-watching technique." Li Yuchun looked at the subordinate who was originally his subordinate and now became his subordinate.

After a pause, he added implicitly: "The sorcerer is also a human being."

If you are a human being, you may be bribed. It doesn't matter for ordinary small cases, but when it comes to the dignitaries, you can't just rely on the sorcerer's mouth. Emperor Yuan Jing is both suspicious and has a strong desire for power... Xu Qian'an nodded slightly.

Song Tingfeng next to him found an opportunity to interrupt and said, "Ning Yan, you are very familiar with Miss Caiwei from the Imperial Observatory, right?"

Xu Qian'an nodded.

Song Tingfeng said, "I have a friend who has been feeling a little weak recently... I want to ask

him for some kidney-tonifying and aphrodisiac medicine."

Xu Qian'an did not expose the friend who made a friend out of nothing. He smiled and said,

"Tell your friend to play less Russian roulette."

Li Yuchun frowned, puzzled: "What Russian roulette?"

Xu Qian'an, Zhu Guangxiao, and Song Tingfeng smiled at each other.

...

At Yunlu Academy, Dean Zhao Shou finished the more than two-hour class and warned the students to work hard. He waved his sleeves and said, "Come from where you came from, and

go back to where you came from."

His figure disappeared suddenly.

The students were already accustomed to it and were not surprised. They discussed the recent

major events in the capital.

"How could Sangpo be bombed? The place where the founding emperor of Dafeng attained enlightenment was destroyed by scoundrels. Sure enough, they are all a bunch of rubbish. If my Yunlu Academy was in the capital, this would never happen."

"How can this be tolerated?"

The students were filled with righteous indignation, habitually complaining about

everything and despising all non-scholars.

Xu Xinnian packed up his books and was about to leave. A student behind him shouted, "Say goodbye to the old man, go back and enjoy the mountains."

Is it cold and windy to go outing in the cold winter? Xu Xinnian shook his head and turned

back to warn, "If you don't know how to study hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old."

After that, just as he was about to leave, he heard a sarcastic voice behind him, "Xu Cijiu is

now in the realm of self-cultivation. He is different from us. I'm afraid he doesn't want to be

with us."

Xu Xinnian looked back and saw that it was Zhu Tuizhi who was speaking. When he sent

Ziyang Jushi to Qingzhou that day, this person should have received the jade pendant of Ziyang Confucian.

But I was the one who got in the way.

In addition, this person and I have a bad relationship. We have been talking bad to each other

in the past few years.

Xu Erlang sneered: "In broad daylight, don't wrongly accuse me. When have I ever been with

you?"

Zhu Tuizhi was furious: "Xu Xinnian, don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have become an eighth-rank official. You are just one step ahead."

The students in the academy are envious and jealous of Xu Xinnian's promotion of everyone

to the self-cultivation realm.

Xu Erlang said indifferently: "I have entered the self-cultivation realm without any effort. Am

I proud? I visited the eldest princess a few days ago and was appreciated by her. Am I proud? I

will go to ask the teacher later to consolidate my cultivation and listen to the wonders of the seventh-rank realm. Am I proud?"

He examined Zhu Tuizhi's face and suddenly sneered.

"What are you laughing at." Zhu Tuizhi glared at him.

Xu Cijiu said contemptuously: "Some people's faces are as ugly as an injustice."

....Other students felt offended.

Zhu Tuizhi was furious and rushed over to duel with Xu Xinnian, but was stopped by his

classmates.

"Tuizhi, why bother arguing with him."

"Xu Cijiu's mouth is as good as a warrior's knife. Let's not argue with him."

".....Don't be impulsive. You are not his opponent, whether it's talking or fighting." Xu Xinnian left proudly.

These people, if you ignore them for a while, they feel they can jump up and down.

When it comes to quarreling, Xu Cijiu has never been inferior to others in his life.

....

Jingzhao Prefecture governs fifteen counties around the capital, and Taikang County Magistrate was imprisoned in the dungeon of the prefecture.

Xu Qi'an led his men into the government office and went straight to the Shaoyin Hall. The

Shaoyin was not there, and the chief officer who stayed in the hall frowned and asked, "What do you want, gentlemen?"

Song Tingfeng said, "The prisoner is being interrogated. The county magistrate of Taikang County, Zhao."

The chief officer asked again, "Do you have a handwritten letter from the prefect?"

Song Tingfeng shook his head.

The chief officer immediately said, "Please go back."

You want to take the prisoner without a handwritten letter. Isn't it too arrogant for the night

watchman? I have to give you three points outside. This is the government office after all. Can

you interrogate him just like that?

"Asshole!"

The Shaoyin who just returned heard the conversation, his face changed slightly, and he

walked over quickly and scolded him.

Then he ordered someone to take Xu Qi'an and others to the dungeon.

"Shao Yin..." The person in charge was a little aggrieved: "This is against the rules."

"Nonsense, you're dead, why do you care about these things?"

"What do you mean, sir?"

"That man is Xu Qi'an, the Xu Qi'an who killed people in the street in front of the Ministry of

Justice. He is a madman, do you want to bury him with him?"

".... Thank you for saving my life, sir."

Xu Qi'an had lived in the dungeon of the government office before, and had some friendship

with Jack and Xiaoqiang here.

Under the guidance of the jailer, they came to the dungeon where Magistrate Zhao was

imprisoned. "Get up, there is a sir who wants to question you." The jailer knocked on the fence with a stick.

Magistrate Zhao, wearing prison clothes, lay on the broken straw mat with his back to the crowd, motionless, and seemed not to hear.