Da Bong fights more people

Xu Qi'an did not hesitate: "I will choose the second one."

Li Yuchun squinted his eyes: "It's quite rich."

"Miss Caiwei from Sitianjian lent it to me." Xu Qi'an dumped the blame on the big-eyed beauty without blushing.

Li Yuchun nodded: "I'll arrange for you to change your household registration first and go through the relevant procedures."

After he finished speaking, he went out, and after a while, he brought in the squint-eyed young man and the unsmiling young man.

"Song Tingfeng." The man who squinted his eyes when he laughed introduced himself, looked Xu Qi'an up and down: "You can, come in and become a colleague?"

"Zhu Guangxiao." After the unsmiling young man finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Xu Qi'an followed the two to go through the entry procedures. On the way, Song Tingfeng chatted casually:

"It's generally easier to do things with Mr. Li, and there are not so many intrigues. The downside is that you have to be cautious when making money. It doesn't matter if you are petty, don't go too far."

"Then can you return the 30 taels of silver to me?" Xu Qi'an stared at him sincerely.

Song Tingfeng returned with a more sincere look: "When did I receive your money?"

Bitch!Xu Qi'an grinned: "Oh, I misremembered."

"By the way, we are going to Jiaofang Division tonight, shall we come together?" Song Tingfeng sent an invitation.

I hate this kind of decadent officialdom communication Xu Qi'an smiled: "Okay."

After completing the formalities, Song Tingfeng took him to the depths of the yamen, explaining as he walked: "After entering the job and changing people, there is another process, the qualification test."

"Test qualification?" Xu Qi'an recalled the scene of pressing his hand on the crystal stone to test his battle qi level.

"It's Wei Gongding's rules and the establishment process." Song Tingfeng said: "They are "wisdom", "strength" and "questioning the heart".

With that said, they came to an attic, stepped over a high threshold, and entered the hall on the first floor. There were two poems hanging on the bearing pillars:

I wish to serve Shachen with my heart.

Not for self-interest.

"This is written by Duke Wei, to warn and warn us." Song Tingfeng said.

"Obviously, it's useless." Xu Qi'an gave him a sideways glance, pointing out something.

Song Tingfeng pretended not to understand, and led him inside, "You are in the refinement state now, so you don't need to test your combat power. Test your intelligence first."

He summoned the officials in the attic and ordered them to go down.

After a while, two officials came in, holding a brocade box in each hand.

Song Tingfeng smiled and said: "The brocade boxes in the hands of the two of them, one is empty and the other has something in it. You can choose one of them to ask, but you can only ask one question."

"And among them, there is one who only tells lies, and the other who only tells the truth."

Song Tingfeng said "Hey": "You have a stick of incense time to think, I can't give you any hints."

Zhu Guangxiao reminded concisely: "This question is difficult, you should think carefully."

Song Tingfeng nodded: "Although Duke Wei said it was just a small game, very few people could guess correctly. Although I realized it after the fact, it has already passed a stick of incense time.

"It is said that only the adults of Jinluo can understand this problem within twenty breaths."

The official lit a stick of incense and placed it aside.

I don't know how many such simple logic questions I have gnawed in my previous life.

Xu Qi'an turned his head and asked the official on the left: "If you were him, what would you tell me?"

The official was a little confused, as if he didn't expect Xu Qi'an to ask such a question, after thinking for a while, he said in a muffled voice: "There is nothing."

Xu Qi'an nodded, and reached out to press the brocade box in the hand of the yamen servant on the right: "The things are in this brocade box."

Song Tingfeng opened his mouth, and looked at his paralyzed companion with a stiff face: "How long?"

Zhu Guangxiao's tone was a bit gloomy: "It's not counting the officials' stupefied effort, twelve breaths."

The air was silent for a second, Song Tingfeng cupped his hands, and shook his head helplessly: "You can solve the tax and bank case, not because a blind cat meets a dead mouse."

He knew someone like Xu Qi'an, and Li Yuchun was one of the chief judges of the tax and bank case. At that time, Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao were outside chasing down the non-existent monster.

After the tax bank case was solved, as a participant in the case, he naturally knew of Xu Qi'an's existence.

Chapter 63 Xu Qi'an: I Still Have a Chance to Rescue

"Wen Xinguan is upstairs. You can go upstairs from here until you reach the top floor." Song Tingfeng took him to the stairs and pointed to the upstairs:

"There is no requirement for this level, but you have to remember, follow your heart, if it is too contrived, your score will be lowered."

"What's the use of scoring?" Xu Qi'an asked back.

"Why do you backtest your aptitude? Score four: A, B, C, D, the better the aptitude. Naturally, the easier it is to be cultivated." Song Tingfeng raised his chin: "I am B."

Zhu Guangxiao muffled, "I'm C."

I'm a grown man Xu Qi'an played tricks silently and climbed the stairs alone. When he reached the second floor, he saw a simple bronze mirror hanging on the red lacquered pillar facing the stairs.

His figure was reflected in the mirror.

Xu Qi'an's heart palpited for no reason, his muscles tensed uncontrollably, and then he relaxed slowly.

The inner distracting thoughts are settled, the state of mind is peaceful, and all fame, fortune and selfish desires are put aside.

As soon as the thought of something wrong with the mirror flashed across his mind, he settled down in his heart and didn't care about it.

The idea of ​​forcibly entering the time of the sage also settled down.

He turned the corner with ease and came to the lobby on the second floor, where a Buddha was enshrined, with a plump figure and a solemn treasure.

There are tributes on the incense bank, and the incense is curling up.

An official stood in front of the Buddha, looking at him.

Xu Qi'an looked at the Buddha statue calmly for a few times, then stopped looking, and walked towards the stairs on the third floor.

The official watched his back leave, lowered his head and wrote on the paper, as if evaluating.

The third layer is dedicated to Taoist priests, wearing Taoist robes, holding wooden swords, and stepping on auspicious clouds.

There was also an official in front of the Faxiang, watching Xu Qi'an's arrival quietly.