Chapter 118
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Nangong qianrou took the paper and quickly glanced at it. The paper recorded the discretionary analysis of the case by the officials of the Ministry of punishment and the government.
There is not much value, he quickly skimmed, eyes a coagulation.
Face began to change seriously, read carefully.
The gunpowder used to blow up the Shanhe temple in Yongzhen came from the saltpeter mine in Dahuangshan. The small flag officer was killed, and Jin Wuwei had an affair with the demon clan. The whole Sangpo case became clear.
Nangong qianrou can't hide her surprise. He doesn't pay much attention to the case, but he also keeps a certain degree of attention. For Xu Qian, the organizer, he has a mentality of neither intervening nor helping.
Judging from Nangong's experience, it is impossible to find out something about this matter every three or five days.
Never thought, just one day, there will be such a harvest.
"It's a good case material." He squints peach blossom Mou, produced a little affirmation to Xu Qian finally.
"Good material for handling cases?" Yang Yan's voice came from outside the carriage. He was very interested and asked, "does it mean Xu Qi'an?"
Yang Jinluo attached great importance to Xu Qian and thought that he was a young man worthy of cultivation.
Nangong qianrou snorted: "you are lucky to pick up such a good seedling."
Yang Yan "Hey" a, satisfied, concentrate on driving.
To the watchman yamen, back to Haoqi building, Wei Yuan said: "let Xu Qi'an come to see me."
...
at this time, Xu Qi'an was hiding in the archives to check the information. As No.1 said, there was a case of emperor Wuzong usurping the throne 500 years ago.
Except for the name of the emperor who was destroyed five hundred years ago, the rest of the information is very vague.
But one thing is certain that sampoli is not the unfortunate emperor who was usurped by his cousin.
Because the emperor had children at the age of fourteen.
As we all know, before the wuzhe was in the realm of refining gas, eels were hungry without abalone. Well, it's not without abalone, it's not time.
"Check it out for me. Five hundred years ago, no master above grade three could make mistakes." Xu Qi'an retreated to the second place, looking up the masters of the former royal family 500 years ago.
"Yes
Seven or eight officials took orders.
On the table by the window, a girl in a goose yellow dress holds her cheek in one hand and keeps stuffing oil fried fish balls into her mouth in the other. Her legs sway under the table, occasionally revealing white women's embroidered boots.
"Miss Caiwei, it suddenly occurred to me." Xu Qian goes to get the fried fish balls, and is quickly patted off by the goose faced beauty.
Xu Qi'an coughed: "is fried fish balls delicious?"
"Delicious." Chu Caiwei is a little bit of a brain.
"I want to eat, but not this." Xu Qian Road.
"What's that for?" Chu Caiwei asked.
"I want to look at you foolishly." Xu Qian gives a warm man's smile.
Chu Tsai Wei blushed, then frowned, and wanted to scold him for being a disciple. She thought that it sounded ambiguous, but it was different from the obscene words of the disciple.
For a moment, I don't know if I should be angry. If I'm not angry, what's her dignity.
Xu Qian cleverly digs off the topic and says, "there's something I want to ask Miss Caiwei."
Chu Caiwei swallowed the meatballs in her mouth. Her ruddy little mouth was glossy, shiny and pink. She said with a straight face, "what's the matter?"
"What method can be used to shield the sky watcher's technique of looking at Qi?" Asked Xu Qian.
"The high-quality and strong are able to restrain their own breath, but this is relative. I am a seven grade geomantic omen master. The high-quality martial arts who can deceive my Wang Qi skill can say at least five grades. Six grades are not good. " Chu Caiwei said triumphantly.
I'm a eight grade practitioner of Qi, so if I can hide my skill of looking at Qi, Zhou Baihu must be a copper skin and iron bone, but he is obviously not..... Xu Qi'an nodded and continued to ask:
"what else?"
"That's the magic weapon." Chu Caiwei is a good teacher. Without asking Xu Qi'an, she chirped and explained: "there are two kinds of magic instruments in the world: first, the array masters of our sky warden burn the array and refine the instruments. 2、 By chance, I get a magical item.
"There are many kinds of the latter. For example, after thousands of years of accumulation of ancient trees, the residual lightning wood contains the power of Zhigang and Zhiyang.
"Another example is that the goods carried by the high-quality and strong people have been warmed by the breath for many years, and they have a certain supernatural power. However, most of this kind is the extension of a certain ability of the high-quality person. "
"Is there any atmosphere of the capital Xu Qian comes to the point.
"There are other places in our sky warden..." Chu Tsai Wei tilted her head and wanted to come for a while: "I have to go back and ask elder martial brother song."
"... well, it's up to you."
During their conversation, the officials had listed the people who might have been high-ranking military practitioners five hundred years ago.The list is not many, just a dozen, all of which are suspected of the existence of high-quality martial arts practitioners.
In the official records, it will not be written that so and so is a strong person of several grades, so the officials infer their grades from the deeds of the generals who were qualified to enter the official history 500 years ago.
For example, the king of Zhenbei, who has been guarding the north for decades, has experienced hundreds of battles in his life. There is no doubt that he must be a high-quality strong man.
Xu Qi'an glanced at it and was disappointed to find that there were four grades of martial arts on the list, three grades of martial arts were few, two grades of martial arts were not, let alone one grade of martial arts.
"If you can be sealed in Sangpo, the second product is the bottom line. Otherwise, it can be easily solved only by the supervision of the first product of the Warlock. There is no need to seal. Is my idea wrong? It's not the people but the objects that are sealed?"
"Wait a minute... Supervisor?" Xu Qi'an's heart is one Lin, breathing all not from of hasty for a while.
He thought of one thing: the duty of the supervisor is to be the patron saint of Dafeng. At least that's what this generation of prison is like.
Then, if Wuzong wanted to usurp the throne, he would not be able to get around the prison.
A bold guess formed in Xu Qi'an's mind, which made him shiver.
"Caiwei, is our master the first supervisor?" Xu Qi'an controlled himself and did not let his voice tremble.
"No, master is good.
For normal updates, two chapters a day, with 3000 words for each chapter. It's about 7000-8000 a day.
This is the limit, I this broken book, have to think about the case, set clues, ambush pen, also have to consider cool!
It really hurt my brain. I can't be as popular as the routine. I hope you can understand, however, according to the current market trend, the future is the world of traffic text, and I may be able to explode more at that time. For example: nephew washes aunt's feet, watchman goes home to watch sister sleep in dog house!
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Nangong qianrou took the paper and quickly glanced at it. The paper recorded the discretionary analysis of the case by the officials of the Ministry of punishment and the government.
There is not much value, he quickly skimmed, eyes a coagulation.
Face began to change seriously, read carefully.
The gunpowder used to blow up the Shanhe temple in Yongzhen came from the saltpeter mine in Dahuangshan. The small flag officer was killed, and Jin Wuwei had an affair with the demon clan. The whole Sangpo case became clear.
Nangong qianrou can't hide her surprise. He doesn't pay much attention to the case, but he also keeps a certain degree of attention. For Xu Qian, the organizer, he has a mentality of neither intervening nor helping.
Judging from Nangong's experience, it is impossible to find out something about this matter every three or five days.
Never thought, just one day, there will be such a harvest.
"It's a good case material." He squints peach blossom Mou, produced a little affirmation to Xu Qian finally.
"Good material for handling cases?" Yang Yan's voice came from outside the carriage. He was very interested and asked, "does it mean Xu Qi'an?"
Yang Jinluo attached great importance to Xu Qian and thought that he was a young man worthy of cultivation.
Nangong qianrou snorted: "you are lucky to pick up such a good seedling."
Yang Yan "Hey" a, satisfied, concentrate on driving.
To the watchman yamen, back to Haoqi building, Wei Yuan said: "let Xu Qi'an come to see me."
...
at this time, Xu Qi'an was hiding in the archives to check the information. As No.1 said, there was a case of emperor Wuzong usurping the throne 500 years ago.
Except for the name of the emperor who was destroyed five hundred years ago, the rest of the information is very vague.
But one thing is certain that sampoli is not the unfortunate emperor who was usurped by his cousin.
Because the emperor had children at the age of fourteen.
As we all know, before the wuzhe was in the realm of refining gas, eels were hungry without abalone. Well, it's not without abalone, it's not time.
"Check it out for me. Five hundred years ago, no master above grade three could make mistakes." Xu Qi'an retreated to the second place, looking up the masters of the former royal family 500 years ago.
"Yes
Seven or eight officials took orders.
On the table by the window, a girl in a goose yellow dress holds her cheek in one hand and keeps stuffing oil fried fish balls into her mouth in the other. Her legs sway under the table, occasionally revealing white women's embroidered boots.
"Miss Caiwei, it suddenly occurred to me." Xu Qian goes to get the fried fish balls, and is quickly patted off by the goose faced beauty.
Xu Qi'an coughed: "is fried fish balls delicious?"
"Delicious." Chu Caiwei is a little bit of a brain.
"I want to eat, but not this." Xu Qian Road.
"What's that for?" Chu Caiwei asked.
"I want to look at you foolishly." Xu Qian gives a warm man's smile.
Chu Tsai Wei blushed, then frowned, and wanted to scold him for being a disciple. She thought that it sounded ambiguous, but it was different from the obscene words of the disciple.
For a moment, I don't know if I should be angry. If I'm not angry, what's her dignity.
Xu Qian cleverly digs off the topic and says, "there's something I want to ask Miss Caiwei."
Chu Caiwei swallowed the meatballs in her mouth. Her ruddy little mouth was glossy, shiny and pink. She said with a straight face, "what's the matter?"
"What method can be used to shield the sky watcher's technique of looking at Qi?" Asked Xu Qian.
"The high-quality and strong are able to restrain their own breath, but this is relative. I am a seven grade geomantic omen master. The high-quality martial arts who can deceive my Wang Qi skill can say at least five grades. Six grades are not good. " Chu Caiwei said triumphantly.
I'm a eight grade practitioner of Qi, so if I can hide my skill of looking at Qi, Zhou Baihu must be a copper skin and iron bone, but he is obviously not..... Xu Qi'an nodded and continued to ask:
"what else?"
"That's the magic weapon." Chu Caiwei is a good teacher. Without asking Xu Qi'an, she chirped and explained: "there are two kinds of magic instruments in the world: first, the array masters of our sky warden burn the array and refine the instruments. 2、 By chance, I get a magical item.
"There are many kinds of the latter. For example, after thousands of years of accumulation of ancient trees, the residual lightning wood contains the power of Zhigang and Zhiyang.
"Another example is that the goods carried by the high-quality and strong people have been warmed by the breath for many years, and they have a certain supernatural power. However, most of this kind is the extension of a certain ability of the high-quality person. "
"Is there any atmosphere of the capital Xu Qian comes to the point.
"There are other places in our sky warden..." Chu Tsai Wei tilted her head and wanted to come for a while: "I have to go back and ask elder martial brother song."
"... well, it's up to you."
During their conversation, the officials had listed the people who might have been high-ranking military practitioners five hundred years ago.The list is not many, just a dozen, all of which are suspected of the existence of high-quality martial arts practitioners.
In the official records, it will not be written that so and so is a strong person of several grades, so the officials infer their grades from the deeds of the generals who were qualified to enter the official history 500 years ago.
For example, the king of Zhenbei, who has been guarding the north for decades, has experienced hundreds of battles in his life. There is no doubt that he must be a high-quality strong man.
Xu Qi'an glanced at it and was disappointed to find that there were four grades of martial arts on the list, three grades of martial arts were few, two grades of martial arts were not, let alone one grade of martial arts.
"If you can be sealed in Sangpo, the second product is the bottom line. Otherwise, it can be easily solved only by the supervision of the first product of the Warlock. There is no need to seal. Is my idea wrong? It's not the people but the objects that are sealed?"
"Wait a minute... Supervisor?" Xu Qi'an's heart is one Lin, breathing all not from of hasty for a while.
He thought of one thing: the duty of the supervisor is to be the patron saint of Dafeng. At least that's what this generation of prison is like.
Then, if Wuzong wanted to usurp the throne, he would not be able to get around the prison.
A bold guess formed in Xu Qi'an's mind, which made him shiver.
"Caiwei, is our master the first supervisor?" Xu Qi'an controlled himself and did not let his voice tremble.
"No, master is good.
For normal updates, two chapters a day, with 3000 words for each chapter. It's about 7000-8000 a day.
This is the limit, I this broken book, have to think about the case, set clues, ambush pen, also have to consider cool!
It really hurt my brain. I can't be as popular as the routine. I hope you can understand, however, according to the current market trend, the future is the world of traffic text, and I may be able to explode more at that time. For example: nephew washes aunt's feet, watchman goes home to watch sister sleep in dog house!
Nangong qianrou took the paper and quickly glanced at it. The paper recorded the discretionary analysis of the case by the officials of the Ministry of punishment and the government. There is not much value, he quickly skimmed, eyes a coagulation. Face began to change seriously, read carefully. The gunpowder used to blow up the Shanhe temple in Yongzhen came from the saltpeter mine in Dahuangshan. The small flag officer was killed, and Jin Wuwei had an affair with the demon clan. The whole Sangpo case became clear. Nangong qianrou can't hide her surprise. He doesn't pay much attention to the case, but he also keeps a certain degree of attention. For Xu Qian, the organizer, he has a mentality of neither intervening nor helping. Judging from Nangong's experience, it is impossible to find out something about this matter every three or five days. Never thought, just one day, there will be such a harvest. "It's a good case material." He squints peach blossom Mou, produced a little affirmation to Xu Qian finally. "Good material for handling cases?" Yang Yan's voice came from outside the carriage. He was very interested and asked, "does it mean Xu Qi'an?" Yang Jinluo attached great importance to Xu Qian and thought that he was a young man worthy of cultivation. Nangong qianrou snorted: "you are lucky to pick up such a good seedling." Yang Yan "Hey" a, satisfied, concentrate on driving. To the watchman yamen, back to Haoqi building, Wei Yuan said: "let Xu Qi'an come to see me." ... at this time, Xu Qi'an was hiding in the archives to check the information. As No.1 said, there was a case of emperor Wuzong usurping the throne 500 years ago. Except for the name of the emperor who was destroyed five hundred years ago, the rest of the information is very vague. But one thing is certain that sampoli is not the unfortunate emperor who was usurped by his cousin. Because the emperor had children at the age of fourteen. As we all know, before the wuzhe was in the realm of refining gas, eels were hungry without abalone. Well, it's not without abalone, it's not time. "Check it out for me. Five hundred years ago, no master above grade three could make mistakes." Xu Qi'an retreated to the second place, looking up the masters of the former royal family 500 years ago. "Yes Seven or eight officials took orders. On the table by the window, a girl in a goose yellow dress holds her cheek in one hand and keeps stuffing oil fried fish balls into her mouth in the other. Her legs sway under the table, occasionally revealing white women's embroidered boots. "Miss Caiwei, it suddenly occurred to me." Xu Qian goes to get the fried fish balls, and is quickly patted off by the goose faced beauty. Xu Qi'an coughed: "is fried fish balls delicious?" "Delicious." Chu Caiwei is a little bit of a brain. "I want to eat, but not this." Xu Qian Road. "What's that for?" Chu Caiwei asked. "I want to look at you foolishly." Xu Qian gives a warm man's smile. Chu Tsai Wei blushed, then frowned, and wanted to scold him for being a disciple. She thought that it sounded ambiguous, but it was different from the obscene words of the disciple. For a moment, I don't know if I should be angry. If I'm not angry, what's her dignity. Xu Qian cleverly digs off the topic and says, "there's something I want to ask Miss Caiwei." Chu Caiwei swallowed the meatballs in her mouth. Her ruddy little mouth was glossy, shiny and pink. She said with a straight face, "what's the matter?" "What method can be used to shield the sky watcher's technique of looking at Qi?" Asked Xu Qian. "The high-quality and strong are able to restrain their own breath, but this is relative. I am a seven grade geomantic omen master. The high-quality martial arts who can deceive my Wang Qi skill can say at least five grades. Six grades are not good. " Chu Caiwei said triumphantly. I'm a eight grade practitioner of Qi, so if I can hide my skill of looking at Qi, Zhou Baihu must be a copper skin and iron bone, but he is obviously not..... Xu Qi'an nodded and continued to ask: "what else?" "That's the magic weapon." Chu Caiwei is a good teacher. Without asking Xu Qi'an, she chirped and explained: "there are two kinds of magic instruments in the world: first, the array masters of our sky warden burn the array and refine the instruments. 2 By chance, I get a magical item. "There are many kinds of the latter. For example, after thousands of years of accumulation of ancient trees, the residual lightning wood contains the power of Zhigang and Zhiyang. "Another example is that the goods carried by the high-quality and strong people have been warmed by the breath for many years, and they have a certain supernatural power. However, most of this kind is the extension of a certain ability of the high-quality person. " "Is there any atmosphere of the capital Xu Qian comes to the point. "There are other places in our sky warden..." Chu Tsai Wei tilted her head and wanted to come for a while: "I have to go back and ask elder martial brother song." "... well, it's up to you." During their conversation, the officials had listed the people who might have been high-ranking military practitioners five hundred years ago.The list is not many, just a dozen, all of which are suspected of the existence of high-quality martial arts practitioners. In the official records, it will not be written that so and so is a strong person of several grades, so the officials infer their grades from the deeds of the generals who were qualified to enter the official history 500 years ago. For example, the king of Zhenbei, who has been guarding the north for decades, has experienced hundreds of battles in his life. There is no doubt that he must be a high-quality strong man. Xu Qi'an glanced at it and was disappointed to find that there were four grades of martial arts on the list, three grades of martial arts were few, two grades of martial arts were not, let alone one grade of martial arts. "If you can be sealed in Sangpo, the second product is the bottom line. Otherwise, it can be easily solved only by the supervision of the first product of the Warlock. There is no need to seal. Is my idea wrong? It's not the people but the objects that are sealed?" "Wait a minute... Supervisor?" Xu Qi'an's heart is one Lin, breathing all not from of hasty for a while. He thought of one thing: the duty of the supervisor is to be the patron saint of Dafeng. At least that's what this generation of prison is like. Then, if Wuzong wanted to usurp the throne, he would not be able to get around the prison. A bold guess formed in Xu Qi'an's mind, which made him shiver. "Caiwei, is our master the first supervisor?" Xu Qi'an controlled himself and did not let his voice tremble. "No, master is good. For normal updates, two chapters a day, with 3000 words for each chapter. It's about 7000-8000 a day. This is the limit, I this broken book, have to think about the case, set clues, ambush pen, also have to consider cool! It really hurt my brain. I can't be as popular as the routine. I hope you can understand, however, according to the current market trend, the future is the world of traffic text, and I may be able to explode more at that time. For example: nephew washes aunt's feet, watchman goes home to watch sister sleep in dog house!
