Nightwatcher

The maids boiled hot water, and Xu Qi'an bit the bullet and took a bath under the service of their little hands. When the clothes were taken off one by one, what was shown in the eyes of the two little maids was a tall, fit and masculine body.

The muscles are smooth and full, with inner strength, exuding the charm of a strong man.

Served many high officials to bathe. Some are potbellied, some are skinny, and some are well-proportioned and fit like Mr. Yang, but they don't lack explosive bodies. They are rarely seen.

This is the miracle endowed by the peak of the refinement realm, the body is in the most suitable state for fighting, there is no fat, and the muscles will not be too swollen to affect flexibility.

When Xu Qi'an only wore a pair of underpants and came to the bed with her upper body bare, the oiran lady who was wearing a light gauze and sitting on the brocade table, her eyes blurred for a moment, staring at Xu Qi'an's chest and abdominal muscles obsessively.

The maids left the master bedroom voluntarily, Xu Qi'an lifted the brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, and as soon as he got in, Fuxiang clung to him, wrapped his hands around his neck, hung his plump and soft figure on his body, and breathed in Xu Qi'an's ear Ru Lan said in a tired voice, "Officials."

A puff of delicate fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, Xu Qi'an, an honest man who never went to the fence, had a serious face and tensed his body.

The Huakui lady was surprised for a moment, and she smiled foolishly: "Could it be that the young master is a virgin?"

Thinking of this possibility, her body softened.

No, I have also experienced women in my previous life, but I have never slept with a stunning beauty like you Xu Qi'an pondered and said: "Miss Fuxiang, have you ever heard of a magical skill?"

"What magic skill?"

"Touch the pillow for three seconds, and you will be able to sleep soundly."

"Heck, I don't believe it."

"Then stay away from me, I'll show you a show."

The oiran lady backed away with a smile, only thinking that he was just having fun.

three seconds later

"Snore, snort."

Fu Xiang pushed him: "Young Master Yang"

"snoring"

Fuxiang: "???"

At night, Xu Qi'an woke up with a start. After sighing silently, he heard the long breathing sound beside him, and felt the silky and soft body close to him, he forced himself to fall asleep again with great determination.

The next day, at Mao Shi, Xu Qi'an's biological clock naturally woke up, and realized that something was heavy on his body. When he opened it, the oiran was sleeping soundly next to him, with a long white leg on his waist, and a snow-white lotus root arm. on his chest.

Xu Qi'an carefully removed her hands and feet, got up and went to the ground, and quickly put on his clothes. When he was arranging his clothes, he was angrily found that the banknotes in his pocket had disappeared.

In the purse, there is only a small exquisite jade mirror that is no bigger than a palm.

Xu Qi'an's first reaction was that the maid in Yingmei's small pavilion stole the bank note while he was asleep, it's not impossible.

Yang Ling is just a scholar, although his social status is not low (false), but where is Jiaofangsi, it is a government-run brothel, with the support of the Ministry of Rites.

He's just a scholar, he stole the money and refused to admit it, what can Xu Qi'an do?

The Secretary of Jiaofang doesn't care about such things as reputation.

The secretary of Jiaofang doesn't care about reputation, but Miss Fuxiang does. If this matter gets out, who would dare to come to her to spend money? lure.

While annoyed that he was careless and didn't keep the bank notes properly, he walked towards the bed, intending to wake up Fuxiang.

But at this moment, Xu Qi'an's face suddenly froze when he casually glanced at the mirror.

On the originally clean jade mirror surface, there is something vaguely extra. If you look closely, there are a few bank notes that are looming.

The texture is light, like a painting carved in a mirror.

What? A row of black question marks in Xu Qi'an's mind.

Why did my cash slip into the mirror? This is my hard-earned hard-earned money. You fucking spit it out, or I will smash you

Holding the small jade mirror in his hand, he shook it vigorously, making it look like it was falling over.

With the sound of "crash", the bank note emerged out of thin air, drifted in the air for a while, and then slowly landed.

In the silent room, Xu Qi'an held the mirror and didn't speak for a long time.

So, is this mirror really a treasure? Is it because I, Ou Huang, was very lucky, or that Taoist gave me the mirror on purpose?

If it is the latter, what is his purpose, why did he give me the treasure and discover my inexplicable luck?

How is this possible? Caiwei, who is proficient in Qi Wang in Si Tianjian, has not discovered my special Taoist priest. I am completely unfamiliar with the Taoist system.

After a while, he took a deep breath like his teeth were sour.

This inexplicable gift made people feel uneasy, so I picked up the silver ticket first.

Xu Qi'an hid the jade mirror in his bosom, and kept the banknotes in his purse separately. Then quietly left the room and had breakfast served by the maid.

"Master, don't you wait for the lady to wake up?" the little maid asked.

Generally speaking, when a guest wakes up, the lady who serves him will also get up, but this guest is a little weird, and he sneaked out by himself.

No, no need, I'm afraid she will scold me for not being as good as a beast. Qi'an said calmly, "I have something urgent."

A few hours later, the Xu Mansion.

Xu Xinnian and Xu Cijiu were sitting in the study room with hot tea in hand, Xu Pingzhi was full of energy but not tired.

Xu Erlang looked a little sluggish.

Neither the father nor the son spoke, tacitly refraining from mentioning what happened last night, as if no one had ever been to the Jiaofang Division.

The atmosphere of silence was somewhat stiff, and it was not until Xu Qi'an's arrival that the embarrassing aura between the father and son was broken.

"Why did you go there for so long and take a shower as soon as you came back, and the Jiaofang Secretary can't wash?" Second Uncle Xu raised his eyebrows and complained.

Xu Nian coughed, not wanting to hear his father talk more about Jiaofang Secretary, and said, "Have you gained anything?"

Second Uncle Xu immediately stopped complaining and put on a posture of listening carefully.

Xu Qi'an told them the news from Fuxiang and told them his plan.

"The core of this question is, how did you kidnap that concubine daughter of the mighty Marquis?" Xu Nian hit the nail on the head:

"Without addressing this link, the plan is unlikely to succeed."

Second Uncle Xu pondered and said: "Send people to watch first, and then look for opportunities to attack. The concubine of the mighty Marquis will definitely have followers when she travels, but not too many. After all, she is not a concubine. We can create chaos, and then take advantage of the opportunity." Kidnap."

Brother Xu Qi'an, listen, Second Uncle Xu has more say in terms of experience in handling affairs.

"It's just that if we do it during the day, it's very difficult to kidnap people in full view. Once the sword guards patrolling the city are provoked, we will suffer the consequences. And at night, with the two of us, it is impossible to break into the Marquis' Mansion at night."

Xu Qi'an smiled mysteriously: "What if I can solve this problem?"

In the front hall of Xu's mansion, Lao Zhang, the concierge, found a servant fainted in the flower garden when he passed by the flower garden. He stepped forward to check in panic, and found that he was just fainted.

Lao Zhang shook the other party awake and asked, "Why are you unconscious here?"

The servant's expression was blank for a moment, as if remembering who he was and where he was, facing Lao Zhang's question, he scratched his head:

"I was boiling water for Da Lang just now, and he was taking a bath in the house. I just remembered that Da Lang suddenly called me into the house and then I couldn't remember it."

The porter Lao Zhang looked at the servant for a moment, "How do you feel?"

"My head hurts a bit."

"Does your butt hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Lao Zhang and his servant looked at each other, relieved.

Si Tianjian, Song Qing, who had more and more dark circles under her eyes, was lying on the side of the table, and there were bottles and jars of messy things on it.

He didn't do alchemy experiments today, but threw himself at the table and wrote quickly.

"Why are the fruits after grafting better? What mysterious rules of heaven and earth are involved in it? If the grafted things are indeed superior, then I will graft humans and horses together, and Dafeng will not need to worry about the scarcity of war horses." .”

"Every soldier is a horse. It can not only run long distances by itself, but also fight bravely. This will enhance the combat capability of the Dafeng army."

The more he wrote, the more excited he became, and his whole face was radiant.

At this time, a man in white came in and shouted excitedly: "Senior Brother Song, the alchemy genius Xu Qi'an is here and wants to see you."

Alchemy wizard is the pet name of Si Tianjian's white clothes for Xu Qi'an.

PS: Thanks to the leader of the "Salted Fish Don't Want to Talk" boss, Jiageng will stay after it is put on the shelves.