He had just finished sending this ssage and was about to write the next sentence when a series of ssages flashed across the jade mirror:
[One: What inside story?]
[Two: What secret do you know?]
[Four: Does No. 3 Sangpo really have a secret?]
[Five: Can you tell us?]
[Six: Amitabha, ]
[Nine: Please tell , my friend. ]
"....." Xu Qian'an squatted in the stinking toilet and was stunned for a mont.
Everyone seed to be very concerned about this matter. That's right. After all, it was related to the national treasure sword of Dafeng. Such a top secret would make everyone curious.
In particular, the people of the Tiandihui were not ordinary people. They all had their own forces or had enough strength.
Such people were more concerned about these top secrets. Even if they had nothing to do with themselves, these secrets might play an unimaginable role at so point in ti.
[Three: It was not a first-class master who attacked. I was almost sure of this. ]
Xu Qi'an didn't say anything final.
After a pause, he wrote a ssage: [Three: But, why should I tell you. ]
No one spoke for a long ti.
Oh, it's okay, no one stood up and said: Didn't we agree to share information and help each other?
This is very pleasant. If there are nitpickers or freeloaders in the group, his plan will not be implented.
Xu Qi'an said: [Master Jinlian, I think there is a drawback in the Tiandihui. If this drawback is not solved, the Tiandihui will always be a loose organization composed of a group of people who are in harmony but not in harmony, and the help to everyone will be limited.]
[Nine: Please speak, my friend. ]
[Three: Indeed, mutual help and information sharing are the purpose of the Tiandihui, but it is too idealistic. I can tell everyone this secret, but what can I get? Nothing.
[I shared this secret, and people like No. 1 who like to peek silently are content to eat the food given to them.
[After one or two tis, I will beco unwilling to share information and secrets. ]
[One: Who do you say is eating the food given to you out of pity?]
Number One seed a little angry.
I'm talking about you, you like to peek at the screen the most... Xu Qi'an ignored Number One and continued to send a letter: [Master, everyone in the Tiandihui is from different places and doesn't know each other. In essence, they are strangers. Lacking the foundation of trust and dedication, who is willing to make selfless contributions to strangers?]
What Xu hates most is freeloading, and he resolutely puts an end to this behavior.
Thousands of words can be sumd up in one sentence: Why should I share secrets with you.
[Nine: What you said is very reasonable. ]
Seeing this, Xu Qi'an grinned: [Master, it's good that you can agree with , I believe everyone will agree with .]
The mbers of the Tiandihui remained silent.
[Three: Taoist priest, I have an idea. When you gave the fragnt number three, it was sealed and could not be connected to other fragnts. Can we use this to our advantage?]
[Nine: What do you think, my friend?]
Taoist priest Jinlian
[Let give you an example. I will sell the secret of Sangpo to the Tiandihui for 500 taels of gold. Those who want to get the information can send a letter through the Earth Book, and the Taoist priest will help seal those who have no intention of buying the fragnts of the Earth Book.
[Of course, I don't care about people who are vulgar. But if anyone does not have equivalent information, I can allow you to trade with gold and silver. ]
Co on, use silver to buy my information. I want to buy a mansion in the inner city... Xu Qian'an changed his squatting position and stared at the mirror with so expectation.
At this ti, even the stinky toilet beca fragrant.
[Nine: To be honest, although I know the spell to seal the Earth Book, my injury has not yet healed. When I sneaked back to the Earth Sect that day, I awakened a wisp of the Taoist leader's soul. The Earth Book was sealed and I was seriously injured. If not for this, I would not be so embarrassed. ]
.....The smile on Xu Qian'an's face gradually disappeared.
He guessed correctly. Taoist Jinlian was willing to give the fragnts of the Earth Book to the people of the Tiandihui. There must be a way to restrain and take it back.
But he guessed the beginning, but not the end.
That is to say, the private chat function cannot be enabled in the near future.
Seeing that no one spoke for a long ti, No. 1 sent a letter in a hurry.
He (she) did not want to see this transaction end in vain.
[One: How about this, you can disclose the secret to us, and we will give you a promise, which can be exchanged with equivalent information or purchased with gold and silver. ] [Four: But this still has loopholes. For example, if I exchange the equivalent secret with No. 3, No. 3 will not lose, but my secret will be absorbed by other mbers at no cost. ]
[Two: In addition, we are all in different places. Even if we want to buy your secrets, how can we get the money to you? ]
Everyone spoke enthusiastically and expressed their opinions and concerns.
Xu Qian'an raised his lips. The mbers of the Tiandihui not only valued the secrets he held, but also saw the benefits.
If their ideas were realized, they could also use the information they held to exchange for
rewards.
Yes, yes, there is motivation only when there is benefit. This is what a business gathering should look like.
[Three: Before the injury of Taoist Jinlian is healed, why don't we do this? I can tell you the secrets, and you can exchange them with equivalent information and gold and silver, but you can buy on credit and don't need to pay now. In this way, the worries of number four will not exist. As for the concerns of number two, I have not thought of a solution for the ti being. Well, you can still default and exchange them with equivalent information in the future. ]
Then there will be no problem... Everyone thought.
[One: I have no objection. ]
[Two: too. ]
[Four: Well, let's follow No. 3's idea. ]
[Five: I'm fine. ]
[Six: too. ]
[Three: Why haven't No. 7 and No. 8 spoken? If you don't express your opinions, this deal
can't be reached.]
Taoist Master Jinlian jumped out to explain: [No. 7 has been missing since last year. No. 8 is dood to die. Let's exclude them for the ti being. ]
[Four: But No. 7 is still alive, right?]
[Two: I have the fragnt of No. 7's Earth Book... Well, for so reason, he faked his death
and escaped and took refuge.]
[Three: That's fine for . ]
Xu Qian'an paused for a few seconds and entered the information again: [I heard a cry for help
from Sangpo!]
A cry for help from Sangpo?!
No. 3's words were as calm as thunder and exploded in the hearts of everyone in the Tiandihui.
In the lake where the founding emperor of Dafeng attained enlightennt and where the national treasure sword was enshrined, a cry for help was heard...
Who is asking for help?
Who are they asking for help from?
The Earth Book chat group fell into a strange silence. After a long ti, the usually taciturn
No. 1 took the lead in sending a ssage: [Impossible! ]
Everyone imdiately turned their attention back to the fragnts of the "Earth Book" and waited for a long ti without getting a response from No. 3.
Yes, No. 3 is a disciple of Yunlu Academy. He is arrogant and disdains to refute.
This also indirectly proves that what No. 3 said is true. Such an arrogant student simply
disdains to lie.
No. 1 seems to understand this truth. After blurting out the question just now, he stopped
talking.
[Four: This is really incredible news. ]
[Nine: This secret is extrely valuable. ]
[Two: Is there sothing imprisoned under Sangpo? What do you think?]
No. 2 gave a guess.
Xu Qiyan's heart moved. Sure enough, I was not the only one who thought so.
[Five: Wow, there is a peerless demon sealed in the Sangpo of Dafeng? Hey, number one, number three, number four, you are all from Dafeng, do you rember anything?] [Six: No need to ask, number one is obviously unaware. As everyone knows, number one is an
important figure in the court. This ans that perhaps only the royal family, or even Emperor Yuan Jing, knows about it.]
[One: I will try to check this matter. Number three, if I have any progress, can I use it to offset
your information?]
[Three: Oh, it depends on what you can find out. ]
After waiting for five minutes, no one spoke, and Xu Qiyan confird that this group of
uncultured netizens had gone offline.
He put away the jade mirror, left the toilet, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and felt alive.
"If the toilet in my previous life was like this, I would definitely be able to correct the bad habit of sitting there for half an hour... because no one wants to play with their phone in such an environnt..." Xu Qi'an added in his heart: the stinky toilet is the best doctor for treating
hemorrhoids.
Back in the side hall, Zhu Guangxiao was breathing, and Song Tingfeng was flipping through
the banned books of erotic history that were not to be seen. Of course, they were not the books
of Emperor Yuan Jing and the peerless imperial teacher. "Are you going to give birth?" Song Tingfeng narrowed his eyes and sneered.
"Yes," Xu Qi'an nodded, leaned back comfortably on the chair, and said seriously: "Damn it,
that's your baby."
Zhu Guangxiao next to him was out of breath, opened his eyes with a look of surprise, and
glanced at Xu Qi'an.
Song Tingfeng shuddered, folded his hands, and lowered his head to continue reading.
He considered himself to be a cynical type, with an extroverted personality, smiling at everyone he t. He was the kind of person who could handle anyone with ease.
But facing Xu Qiyan, Song Tingfeng felt that he was still a gentleman. Many tis, even though he knew that the other party was joking, he just couldn't adapt and
was defeated. "Let's go to the Jiaofangsi in the evening." Song Tingfeng suggested: "I'll invite a few colleagues to go, and you can teach everyone your Russian roulette."
After a pause, he said solemnly: "After the incident of Yang Jinluo and Jiang Jinluo, there are many people in the governnt who are jealous of you, and they all dislike you privately. You need to socialize more, instead of just hanging out with and Zhu Guangxiao all day long."
Zhu Guangxiao opened his eyes and nodded in agreent: "Yes, I often hear people say bad things about you in private."
Xu Qiyan, who didn't want to play with them, hesitated for a mont and nodded.
He is not a young and hot-tempered young man, and he knows that the tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.
Since joining the night watch, he has indeed neglected the socializing with his colleagues, mainly because he has been eting Wei Yuan all day and hanging out with the sorcerers of the Imperial Observatory, which has raised his horizons.
So under the guidance of Song Tingfeng, he found a few familiar copper gongs who were also
under the command of Li Yuchun, the silver gong, and agreed with them to go to the Jiaofangsi to play in the evening.
Of course, there is no question of who will treat. Everyone knows the price of the Jiaofangsi,
and ordinary copper gongs cannot afford it.
However, Xu Qiyan said lightly, let's go to Yingi Xiaoge to book a place, and I will take care
of it.
The copper gongs were imdiately excited.
Song Tingfeng pulled Xu Qiyan to the corner, rubbed his hands, and said: "Ning Yan, you are
really a good brother... That, Miss Fuxiang will also join?"
Xu Qiyan glanced at him: "If you call dad, I will answer you."
Song Tingfeng is also a good man who can bend and stretch, and recognized him as his father
on the spot.
Xu Qi'an said, "Of course not."
"...." Song Tingfeng said angrily, "You call back, or I'm done with you."
Xu Qi'an ignored him and slipped away.
Who is Fuxiang? A famous courtesan, a top socialite, she is willing to sleep with Xu Qi'an,
similar to a relationship of love.
In this era, it is very common to have a love affair with a prostitute.
Among them, scholars are the most.
But Fuxiang is not Xu Qi'an's slave, nor is she a concubine who can be transferred as a
commodity at will.
With Fuxiang's worth and rank, how could she agree to such a thing? It's a fool's dream.
Xu Qi'an doesn't want to have a rift with the courtesan because of this, or even break up the
relationship.
Docunts library, Jiazi warehouse.
The sandalwood is burning, and the blue smoke is as straight as a line. The sun shines through
the lattice window, reflecting regular and neat blocks of color on the ground.
Wei Yuan closed the thick volu of "Dafeng Thirteen Codes", pondered for a mont, stood
up, and found a book "Jiuzhou Zhi: Western Regions" from the bookshelf.
The sandalwood burned to ashes, and the ashes fell into the small stove.
Wei Yuan closed all the books, pinched his eyebrows tiredly, and unknowingly, the books
piled up at hand were as high as his shoulders.
"Foster father, what have you found?" Nangong Qianrou finally waited for the opportunity.
"I roughly know what's going on." Wei Yuan sighed. "What secrets are there in Sangbo?" Nangong Qianrou asked.
"This is not sothing you should know." Wei Yuan shook his head and warned with a serious
face: "Forget what happened today, don't investigate, and don't discuss it privately."
Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou bowed their heads at the sa ti: "Yes."
.....
At dusk, the duty was over.
Including Xu Qian'an, ten night watchn walked into Jiaofangsi Hutong with their heads
held high.
During this period of imperial inspection when all officials were in fear, the night watchn could walk around in the Jiaofangsi.
"Ning Yan, will Fuxiang Kui really et us?"
"I heard that Fuxiang Kui hasn't had guests for a long ti,"
"Will iying Xiaoge really let us book the whole place?"
The gongs were a little skeptical, because the Jiaofangsi was the place that welcod scholars
the most, and all kinds of entertainnt programs tended to serve scholars.
This was the social atmosphere.
Although the night watchn supervised all officials and were arrogant, they had a check-
and-balance relationship with the officials.
If they ssed around in the Jiaofangsi, the Ministry of Rites would be very happy and would
be eager to seize the opportunity to impeach the night watchn.
Therefore, if Fuxiang Kui was unwilling to entertain them, the gongs would have to leave and
lose face. It was just that the Russian roulette ga proposed by Xu Qiyan was too tempting. After hearing it, the night watchn angrily accused Xu Qiyan of being immoral, and when asked if they would go, they agreed quickly.
Arriving at Yingi Pavilion, the gongs slowed down their pace, highlighting Xu Qi'an, who
was ordinary in the crowd.
Xu Qi'an took off his sword, slapped the little turtle's butt with the scabbard, and said with a relaxed smile: "Go tell your wife that I want to book the whole place."
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