Da Bong fights more people

"Junior Sister Caiwei, who told you this formula. Did Junior Sister meet an expert in alchemy and get his advice?"

Chu Caiwei said in her heart, good question!Throwing the pot lightly.

"That man's name is Xu Qi'an, the nephew of Xu Pingzhi, the seventh-rank green robe of Yudaoying, you just need to find him."

When they heard that it was a warrior, the white clothes were not happy.

"Joke, I am a majestic Si Tianjian with a lot of talents, and I still need to find outsiders to refine counterfeit silver?"

"And he's a warrior."

"Wouldn't it be a joke to spread it out?"

According to different cultivation systems, several very interesting chains of contempt have been formed.

Taoism despises Buddhism, and Buddhism despises it.

Warlocks look down on wizards, wizards look down on Gu masters, and Gu masters look down on warlocks.

Then, Taoist, Buddhist, sorcerers, wizards and Gu masters looked down on martial arts together.

As for Confucianism, I'm sorry, with all due respect, everyone here is rubbish.

But modern Confucianism has been weakened.

"Junior Sister Caiwei, you can guide us."

Caiwei let out a 'huh': "I will definitely do it next time!"

She squeezed out from the group of senior brothers in white and continued to climb the stairs.

In fact, she didn't understand either.

Last time in the government office, I made fake silver in one go. Afterwards, Caiwei tried again in private, but failed.

Completely copied the previous process, but it just failed, and she didn't know why.

The roof of the Guanxing Tower is not a normal eaves, but an octagonal platform, which coincides with the gossip.

Therefore, it is called Baguatai.

On the edge of the gossip table, an old man in white was lying in front of the desk, holding a wine glass in one hand and leaning on his head with the other, looking at the capital below, seemingly drunk but not drunk.

The girl in the yellow skirt was sensible and didn't bother her. Master doesn't do business on weekdays, but likes to sit at the gossip table drinking and watching the scenery.

I don't like being disturbed.

Picking up a glass of wine and squinting his eyes, he said to concentrate on looking at the world.

"Caiwei is here?" the old man in white smiled.

"Master." The girl in the yellow skirt smiled and trotted over, standing on the edge of gossip, her skirt flying.

"What reward does the old emperor have?"

"A few hundred taels of silver, and a few bolts of silk." The girl in the yellow skirt said, "Master, what exactly is fake silver?"

"I don't know if I'm a teacher."

"Is there something in the world that Master doesn't know?"

"Too much." The old man in white smiled and said, "Master doesn't know where those thieves went 19 years ago."

"You always said that the thieves 19 years ago were hateful, but you didn't tell me who they were and what they stole."

The old man in white got up, stood on the edge of the octagonal platform, and sighed: "The things you stole are amazing."

"Then do you know who refines the fake silver?" Si Tianjian is the birthplace of the warlock system, and alchemists in the world, even if they are not from Si Tianjian, must have a relationship with Si Tianjian.

Behind the tax and silver case, there was an alchemist who participated in it, and made this kind of strange thing, which is by no means an ordinary person.

"As a teacher, I naturally know."

Small courtyard, main house.

Xu Qi'an was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the criss-crossing beams with the help of the bright moon coming in through the window.

He was worried about his future, a little panicked, and a little excited.

Based on the high-quality products produced by my nine-year compulsory education, the knowledge in my mind is all hanging.

It can easily stand out in the backward monarchy society and become the most outstanding flower.

However, a society where imperial power is supreme often means that human rights cannot be guaranteed. Today, young models in clubs will be exiled in exile tomorrow.

This is a phenomenon that would make any modern person feel deeply sad.

After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an fell asleep. When he woke up, it was bright daylight. He put on his black work uniform, tied his belt, tied his long hair, and hung the simple knife on his waist.

The figure is straight, masculine and handsome.

I have to admit that ancient clothing has added value to appearance and temperament, but it is too troublesome to go to the toilet.

After going over the wall to the second uncle's house for breakfast, the nephew and uncle went out to work together, Officer Xu Pingzhi was reinstated, and everything went on as usual.

Changle County Yamen is Fuguo County in the capital city, the Yamen is in the city, six or seven miles away from Xu Zhai, Xu Qian has no horses or carriages, so he had to take the No. 11 bus, and he arrived at the county government office in two quarters of an hour.

The Changle County Government faces south from the north. There are two stone lions at the entrance, which are as tall as a person. On both sides of the red-brown lacquered gate, there are big drums with peeling paint.

The structure of the county government is worth talking about. The biggest one is of course the county magistrate, called the chief officer. He has two deputies, one is the county magistrate, and the other is the chief secretary.

These three are high-ranking officials of the imperial court, and in Xu Qi'an's era, they were well-organized.

Under the three court officials is Dian Shi, also known as the chief officer.

But there is no grade, no inflow.

Then there are three classes and six rooms: the third class is the soap class, the fast class, and the strong class, which are responsible for honor guards, public security, arrests, etc.; and the six rooms correspond to the six court departments.

Xu Qi'an is an officer in the fast class, and he is called a catcher in the Ming Dynasty.

After entering the yamen, the pawns happened to be at the office, Li Dianshi standing in front of the hall saw Xu Qi'an with a simple waist and hips, and was stunned.

That expression, as if seeing a ghost in the blue sky.

The yamen servants noticed that the leader's expression was wrong, and they all turned their heads to look, and then, they also had the same hell expression.

"Xu, Xu Qi'an, are you a human or a ghost?!" Someone trembled.