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Nightwatcher - Chapter 266

Published at 21st of April 2023 06:56:21 AM


Chapter 266

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As more and more poems are copied, Xu Qian gradually finds out the knack of "showing the saints" of scholars. It's the ability of melon skin to answer what others ask.

Be sure to have a good appetite.

Just like now, from No.4 to the drinker, from the drinker to the Huakui, from the Huakui to the maid who served at the banquet, they were all watching him and waiting to see.

In full view of the public, Xu Qi'an got up and paced in the hall. After seven steps, he stopped and said: "ten years to sharpen a sword."

Chu Yuan Zhen was stunned. He just said that he was keeping the sword. Xu Qi'an immediately made this sentence. He didn't run away. This poem was written for him.

No. 4 was moved. He was willing to write poems for him without meeting Xu Qian su. It's a shame to treat people with such kindness and enthusiasm.

No. 3 is a chivalrous scholar. Although he has some small problems in pursuing profits, he is a person worth making friends with on the whole. His cousin is more warm-hearted than he is and deserves to be a brother.

At the same time, Chu Yuanzhen thought of the example of Ziyang Jushi, his heart is slightly hot, he is also a scholar, also love poetry, encounter this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, there is no reason not to look forward to.

Xu Qi'an looked around and read that if he studied, he would become a great Confucian.

Xu Pingzhi is not the son of man.

"Dong!"

An arrow accurately into the barnacle, interrupted the divergent ideas of the public, attention to return.

After throwing one, Xu Qi'an said with a smile: "brother Chu, it's starting."

"Good!" Chu Yuanzhen responds lightly.

At the same time, he threw an arrow behind him to hit the target accurately.

"Wow..."

Ming Yan exclaimed in amazement and opened his eyes.

Dong Dong Dong......

Xu Qi'an and Chu Yuanzhen each shot an arrow, and each shot must hit, each hit, the Huakui people exclaimed, feeling eye opening.

Throwing pot is just a small game, but it was played by two people.

One by one, when Xu Qi'an finished his tenth shot, Chu Yuanzhen had already thrown thirteen, and there were only seven left in his hand.

When Xu Qi'an had five left in his hand, Chu Yuan Zhen had only two left.

It seems that the game is over.

Fuxiang and Mingyan supported Xu Qian's Huakui, and they were disappointed.

And the Huakui who supported Chu Yuanzhen applauded in advance to present applause to the champion of Yuanjing in the 27th year.

The officials who watched seemed to have expected this result for a long time, but their smiles were the weakest.

Chu Yuanzhen is a legendary figure. When he was a student, he stood out among his classmates. He had outstanding talent and appearance. Later, he abandoned literature and practiced Taoism. No one thought highly of him. A person who was very friendly cut his robe with him.

But who would have thought that in just a few years, he soared to the sky and challenged Zhang Kaitai, the golden gong. Although he was defeated, he was still proud. He was praised as the first swordsman in the capital by Wei Yuan.

In their opinion, such a genius is naturally more brilliant than Xu Qi'an who can investigate cases.

At this time, Chu Yuan Zhen has cast the penultimate arrow, accurate into the pot.

Fu Xiang pursed her lips, took back her eyes from the barnacle, and looked at Xu Qi'an. She was surprised to find that the man's mouth was gently raised..... She was very familiar with this expression. Every time Xu Qi'an was happy, she would slightly raise the corner of his mouth.

He's sure?!

As soon as he thought about it, Fu Xiang saw the absurd scene. Xu Qi'an threw five arrows in his hand at the same time. They crossed a neat arc in the air and entered the pot perfectly.

Five arrows have only one sound: Dong!

The Hall fell into silence, with round eyes.

Is that ok?

"Ah..." Ming Yan cheered and rushed to Xu Qi'an's arms: "Lord Xu, I love you so much."

Fuxiang frowned.

"It's amazing." A censor exclaimed.

"It's an eye opener that you can play like this." Another official agreed with a smile.

Huakui's eyes at Xu Qi'an were full of worship.

Chu Yuan carefully took off the silk scarf and laughed, "fierce."

The tea party lasted until the beginning of the year (9:00 p.m.) when the Huakui people yawned and got up to leave. Their skirts were fluttering and their bodies were light.

Although they are a little sleepy, the beauty still has a lot to say. It's very interesting to have a banquet with Xu Qi'an and the first swordsman in Beijing. Unfortunately, it's impossible to meet such high-quality guests every day.

Ming Yan secretly writes in Xu Qi'an's palm, seduces him to his Qingchi courtyard, but is stabbed by Fu Xiang, and then drives him away.

Chu Yuanzhen didn't stay at Jiaofang, so he left. Xu Qi'an personally sent him out of hospital.

No. 4 is too indifferent and free, and has the character of a scholar... I can't find a chance to let him die socially... Xu Qi'an looks at the back of the green shirt swordsman, and is very sorry.

But scholars have their weaknesses, such as poetry.He hides the second couplet first and takes it out at the right time.

Leaving the maid to clean up the mess, Fuxiang takes Xu Qi'an's arm and goes into the bedroom. Xu Qi'an sits at the table drinking tea. His ear moves and he hears Zhong Li's voice.

He turned and looked at the screen. Her graceful shadow was reflected in the candlelight and was casting on the screen. One by one, he was taking off his clothes and changing into light gauze.

When bathing, Xu Qi'an suddenly said:

"I will redeem you in a few days."

Fuxiang was stunned for a moment. Her beautiful eyes flashed over the complex color and quickly precipitated. She said with a smile: "Xu Lang has just become a viscount. Now concubines are not good for your reputation."

"That's fine." Xu Qi'an hugged his greasy waist and said with a smile.

After taking a bath, he and Fuxiang roll on the bed. When the white robed young general enters and leaves the bed seven times, he suddenly hears a "click" sound, followed by a sense of weightlessness.

The bed collapsed.

Xu Qixiang's legs twined around his waist and scared him to death.

... Zhong Li, I want to return it to the supervisor!

Xu Qi'an was furious.

After leaving Yingmei Pavilion, Chu Yuanzhen waved his sword, and the sword on his back seemed to come back to life. Like a fish, he broke away from the shackles and stopped in front of him.

Chu Yuan Zhen stepped on the scabbard and said softly, "go."

The sword suddenly pierced the night sky and soared up.

At the moment of flying into the night sky, Chu Yuanzhen feels that there are countless eyes locked on him in the capital, and then moves away. The most chilling gaze came from the towering Star Tower.

He soon left the inner city and flew south of the outer city.

If you remember correctly, No. 6 Hengyuan was in the Yangshengtang. He lowered his height, searched for it for a long time, and finally found the Yangshengtang in Nancheng.

Chu Yuanzhen was not a native of the capital. He studied in Guozijian, became a scholar and lived in the inner city. From the future through the outer city of the poor.

Pressing the head of the sword, he landed in the yard of Yangshengtang. As he jumped down from the scabbard, he heard the voice of chanting the Buddha's name under the eaves:

"Amitabha."

Chu Yuanzhen held the handle of the sword, put the sword back into the sword bag, and looked at it from the sound. In the dark under the eaves, there was a monk in plain blue clothes. He was tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face was stiff.

"Master Hengyuan?" Chu Yuan said hello with a smile.

"It's the poor monk, benefactor number four?" Hengyuan put his hands together and looked at him quietly.

The two people who met for the first time were not very calm, neither close nor unfamiliar. Hengyuan led Chu Yuanzhen into the room, lit the oil lamp, took out a jar of wine from the bottom of the bed, turned out two porcelain bowls, and simply wiped the dust with his sleeve.

Chu Yuanzhen never said no to wine, but he was just curious: "can Buddhist disciples drink?"

Hengyuan calmly replied: "the monk is not afraid of meat and vegetables."

There is another Subtext in this sentence: monks need not keep precepts.

"I saw number three today."

Chu Yuanzhen some regret did not bring peanuts, there is no wine dishes, always feel a lack of something.

Hengyuan nodded.

"Number three pretended not to know me... With his intelligence, I believe he recognized me at that time. I don't know why he pretended not to know me."

Chu Yuan Zhen shook his head helplessly and said, "eight grades of self-cultivation are shallow."

However, he knows the secret of No. 3, which is related to the Qingqi soaring to the sky in the Yasheng temple. He can't treat No. 3 simply by looking at the surface.

Master Hengyuan took a sip of wine and pondered: "compared with No. 3, I'm more congenial with Mr. Xu. You may not know that he didn't die in Yunzhou......

after the explanation of Xu Qian's death and rebirth on No. 6, Chu Yuan nodded:" although the birth pill is good, it's too limited. He depends on his own luck to survive.

"I've just met Xu Qian in Jiaofang department. I have a good impression on her. I think you've discussed her too many times in the fragments of the local books, and I'm not unfamiliar with her."

After a pause, No. 4 said with a smile: "I haven't been with No. 3, but Xu Qian is really right for me."

After drinking the turbid wine in the altar, Chu Yuanzhen proposes to go to see the child. After watching, he looks rather depressed.

"I don't like Buddhism, but they have a saying that is true. The world is like a sea of bitterness, in which all living beings struggle." Chu Yuan said with emotion.

Master Hengyuan took a look at him.

Chu Yuan Zhen said: "no offense."

Hengyuan just took back his eyes.

"Three days later, it will be the second test. Let's go to see number three together." Hengyuan said: "No. 3 is not willing to disclose his identity with us. He said that if we meet, we just need to smile."

"So." Chu Yuan Zhen suddenly realized.

Three days passed in a flash of time.

At dawn, accompanied by his family, Xu Erlang arrived at Gongyuan.

"The Confucian Jiupin school has the ability of never forgetting. This test is about the Confucian classics. Erlang must have no pressure." Xu Qi'an patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him.Uncle Xu and aunt smile.

According to Erlang himself, the first day of questioning played very well, he was good at it, and the second one was not big.

In the eyes of Er Shu and his aunt, er Lang is sure to become a Gongshi.

Xu new year slightly raised his chin, proud said: "the world of talented students, can not be careless, stronger than I may also have."

Maybe there are also... Xu Qi said with ease that you are better at pretending to be forced.

Taking leave of his family, he went to the gate of Gongyuan and planned to line up to enter. Just then, a loud voice came from his ear: "Amitabha."

Xu Xinnian looked aside and saw two people standing on the street. One was a burly monk, and the other was a swordsman with a sword on his back.

After seeing him, both the monk and the swordsman showed a deep smile.

.... Xu Xinnian's face froze, his head lowered, and he hurried back to his father and elder brother, feeling a sense of security.

"Dad, brother, I suspect that someone is trying to plot against me." Xu Xinnian said in a deep voice.

When Xu Pingzhi heard the speech, his eyebrows immediately raised and his eyes were like electricity: "who?"

He is the imperial sword guard who patrols the city. He knows that there are a large number of swordsmen pouring into the capital recently, which is a very unstable factor for public security.

The most obvious thing is that there are more Liang shangjunzi. The first choice for those who spend all their money in the capital but don't make any money is to steal and rob.

"A monk, a swordsman." Xu Xinnian turns back and points to the back.

Xu Qi'an looked for a moment and said, "who is there?"

“???”

Xu new year showed the color of panic: "just there."

"Well, you don't have pressure. I think you're hallucinating." Xu Qi'an patted the little brother on the shoulder and said:

"Erlang, don't pay any attention to those who don't know and behave strangely."

Said, hand to Xu new year behind a lift.

Xu Erlang looked at his back, puzzled: "brother, what does this mean?"

"It's OK. I'll help you with the pot."

PS: at the end of the cleaning today, I was soaked to the skin, dizzy and nearly fainted. I turned on the air conditioner to save my life. It's very hot.




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