Dafeng Night Watchman

Qiu Qian's expression was distorted and he struggled. This was the first time Xu Qian'an encountered such a situation.

Didn't Li Miaozhen say that when a person just died and the three souls were not gathered, he was just a stupid son of a landlord, answering whatever he was asked?

At this time, Qiu Qian's face gradually calmed down, his eyes were unfocused, and he murmured: "I suspect he is the first generation of supervisor."

"......"

It was like a scorched thunder exploded in Xu Qian's mind, shattering all his thoughts, his head was buzzing, and it was a mess.

It took him a long time to calm down from this information explosion, and then he realized that there was something wrong with Ji Qian's answer.

Ji Qian used the word "suspect" this time. From these two words, Xu Qian can infer two crucial pieces of information:

First, Ji Qian is not the most core figure in the power he belongs to, and has not been exposed to the most core secrets.

Second, since he made such a suspicion, it means that he has mastered certain inside information.

Xu Qi'an calmed down and asked, "What is your basis?"

Qiu Qian answered in a flat voice:

"I once heard him call the current supervisor a wicked disciple. In addition, he once told me and my brothers and sisters that what belongs to us will eventually be taken back. Five hundred years of forbearance is to strengthen ourselves."

Xu Qi'an was silent, and analyzed it in his heart for a moment, thinking that Ji Qian's guess was right.

The first supervisor did not die, and left a backup plan, so he was able to take away the descendants of the emperor. Emperor Wuzong failed to eradicate the roots, which was the reason...

This is logical and makes sense.

At the same time, Xu Qi'an thought of many details to verify this point.

"I have to review all the things and cases I have experienced since I traveled through time again..."

"The first one was the tax silver case. Zhou Xianping, the former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, was loyal to the orthodox lineage of 500 years. The whereabouts of the hundreds of taels of silver he embezzled in 20 years finally have an explanation... What is the most needed for rebellion? It's money.

"The Yunzhou case was a collusion between the Minister of the Ministry of War of the Qi Party and the Wushen Cult. But when Yunzhou investigated the case, the mysterious sorcerer who was suspected to be the first generation of the Supervisor "passed by" me, but helped catch the spy and secretly helped me. What was his purpose in helping me? There is no reason..."

This incident in Yunzhou has always been like a thorn in Xu Qian'an's throat, but he lacks the corresponding clues and evidence and can't give any guesses.

"The most recent one is the massacre of the King of Zhenbei. In this case, the princess secretly went to Chuzhou with the envoys. This is because Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to guard against the two-five people in the court. I had already deduced that many ministers in the court were secretly connected with the mysterious sorcerer.

"Yes, if the mysterious sorcerer is the first generation of the supervisor, and the power behind him is the Dafeng royal family five hundred years ago, then all this makes sense. You know, some ministers have long been secretly dissatisfied with Emperor Yuan Jing's cultivation. They may have been secretly instigated by the first generation of the supervisor.

"Anyway, they are all members of the Dafeng royal family. Since your lineage is hopeless, why don't I join the lineage from five hundred years ago? They are the real boss.

"In addition, the mysterious sorcerer helped the barbarians rob the princess, which can also be explained reasonably. Since the first generation of the supervisor wanted to rebel, he must not let the King of Zhenbei be promoted to the second rank, and even tried every means to get rid of him.

"The existence of a second-rank warrior who is proficient in military tactics will definitely become one of the biggest obstacles to their rebellion. Therefore, all the plans of the first generation of the Supervisor were to weaken the national strength of Dafeng. As long as we grasp this goal and work backwards... "

When Xu Qian'an thought of this, his pupils shrank slightly, and a thought emerged in his mind: What about Wei Yuan?

If you want to rebel, the top of the must-kill list is the Supervisor, and the second should be Wei Yuan.

Compared with the King of Zhenbei, Wei Yuan, a master of military strategy, only took a few months to defeat the two invincible northern monsters and barbarians; he was a generation of military god who planned and won the most tragic battle in human history, the Battle of Shanhaiguan.

He is the person who really needs to be eliminated. Wei Yuan's trouble level is second only to the current Supervisor.

"Well, Duke Wei has indeed been attacked by the ministers. The group of trolls in the Secretary always shout: Your Majesty, please cut off this beast's head.

"I don't know how many of them have already defected to the first generation of supervisors... Damn, wait a minute!"

In his mind, a flash of lightning struck, illuminating some small things that had been hidden in the dark.

He thought of a case, a case that was apparently against the queen and involved a dispute over the crown prince, but actually referred to Wei Yuan.

The case of Concubine Fu!

"Imagine that if I hadn't intervened in this case, the consequence would be that the queen would be deposed, and the fourth prince would be demoted from a legitimate son to a bastard, and there would be no possibility of inheriting the throne.

"And supporting the fourth prince to succeed to the throne was the beginning of Duke Wei's ambition. In this way, Duke Wei and Emperor Yuan Jing broke up as monarch and minister. There would be an irreparable rift between them.

"And the mastermind behind the Concubine Fu case is Concubine Chen. It is true that Concubine Chen has someone backing her up. Well, thinking about it this way, it is very interesting that the maid named He'er was able to wear a magical instrument that shielded her aura."

Thinking of this, Xu Qiyan pinched his brows and sighed helplessly: "Warlocks are all old silver coins."

The Concubine Fu case should be just the tip of the iceberg in dealing with Wei Yuan, and it is not even a prelude. I don't know what actions will be taken later.

"Why does luck belong to Xu Qiyan?"

He finally asked this crucial question.

Qiu Qian stood there blankly, and replied: "I don't know, I only know that for some reason, the luck has to be stored in his body. Originally, he would be sent out of the capital in the tax case at the end of the year."

"Why do you have to make such a big fuss to "send" Xu Qiyan out of the capital? Can't you just send people to rob?"

Qiu Qian's expression was dull, and he murmured: "I don't know."

Xu Qiyan asked: "You said you wanted to cut Xu Qiyan into a human stick and take him back. If you hate him so much, why don't you just kill him."

Qiu Qian replied: "He is a container for luck. Before the luck is taken out, the container cannot be broken."

Before the luck is taken out, the container cannot be broken. For me, this is good news... Xu Qiyan asked again: "How to take out the luck?"

Qiu Qian: "I don't know, but my father and that adult have been making corresponding preparations for many years."

Taking out the luck is a difficult or tedious process, just like the first generation of the Supervisor had to use all his tricks to steal the national luck... From his series of plans, it seems that the first generation of the Supervisor is no longer at his peak and can only hide and plan.

Think about it from another angle. If the national strength of Dafeng continues to weaken, will the contemporary Supervisor also face such a dilemma?

Well, this is a crucial information.

Xu Qian'an thought.

"Then do you know what will happen to the container after the luck is taken out?" He stared at Qiu Qian and said in a deep voice.

"Of course it will die."

..... Fuck! Xu Qian'an cursed in his heart.

After the luck is taken out, he will die? !

Then, the first generation of the Supervisor is his mortal enemy, there is no doubt about this, and there is no room for maneuver.

The problem is that the contemporary Supervisor......is also his mortal enemy.

Now he is a pawn in the game between the two generations of Supervisors, and most of the Supervisors' superficial gestures to him are goodwill. However, no matter what the process is, the ending is already determined.

The contemporary supervisor must take back the luck in his body.

Only by returning the luck to Dafeng can Dafeng's national strength be restored, and the national destiny of a dynasty is closely related to the supervisor. If the national strength weakens, the supervisor's strength will also weaken.

The matter concerns his own interests. How could the contemporary supervisor not take back the luck? The reason why he doesn't take it now is that the time is not right.

What about the future?

Xu Qiyan felt deeply as if he fell into an ice cellar, and his whole body was cold.

"When do you plan to revolt?" Xu Qiyan asked.

"Wait for Wei Yuan to die, wait for the luck in Xu Qiyan's body to be taken back, and wait for me to be promoted to the fourth rank." Qiu Qian replied.

"Why wait for you to be promoted to the fourth rank?"

He had already expected the first two answers and was not surprised.

"After being promoted to the fourth rank, I will be able to accommodate this overwhelming luck. I am my father's legitimate son and the future ruler of the Nine Provinces. This luck belongs to me."

No wonder he hates me so much, is jealous of me, and claims that everything I have now is just taking advantage of him... Xu Qian thought for a while and asked:

"Did your father tell you?"

"Of course, if he hadn't chosen me as the heir, how could he have given me the "Dragon Fang"?" Qiu Qian said.

"Where is your hiding place?"

"In Xuzhou."

Xuzhou? Is there such a place in Dafeng... Xu Qian frowned, recalled briefly, and confirmed that he had never heard of this place.

However, there are thirteen states in Dafeng, and there are states in the states, which are countless.

In his previous life, he was a geography idiot and didn't even know the standard for dividing the south and the north.

"Where is Xuzhou?" Xu Qian asked directly.

"I, I don't remember..." Qiu Qian murmured.

"?"

What do you mean by forgetting? How can your own family not remember?

"Where is Xuzhou?" Xu Qian'an asked again.

"I, I..."

Qiu Qian's blurred face showed intense pain. He held his head with both hands and groaned in pain: "I don't remember......"

Bang!

The soul exploded and turned into a cold wind that swept every corner of the room.

......

On the hillside outside the dense forest, the white-robed sorcerer retracted his gaze, flicked his fingers, and the red flames licked the corpses and jackals, turning them into ashes.

With a wave of his sleeves, the ashes rose up and floated away.

"Prince Huai is dead. After Yuan Jing issued the edict of guilt, his luck dropped another point. The next one is Wei Yuan... Ji Qian, your mission is completed, and you died for a good reason."

He was in a very good mood, with his hands behind his back, and walked away with a smile.

........

In midsummer, the temperature in the room was like late autumn, with waves of coolness.

Xu Qianan stood in the silent room, stunned for a long time. Was it my question that touched a taboo, causing Ji Qian's soul to explode?

No, he mentioned Xuzhou. Logically, when I asked this question, his soul should have some kind of resistance and then exploded. This is reasonable......

Now, even if I don't know where Xuzhou is, can't I go back and look up the information?

He sat at the table, calmed down, and silently digested the information he got tonight.

The first generation of the supervisor is not dead, and the orthodox lineage of five hundred years ago still has descendants; twenty years ago, it was the first generation of the supervisor who stole the national destiny of Dafeng; they have been plotting a rebellion......

If this information is made public, it will surely cause an uproar.

It is no exaggeration to say that the whole country was shocked.

"The first generation treated me as a tool to contain their luck; the current generation treated me as a chess piece to play games; Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to kill me, and I wish someone would pull him off the throne even if the court didn't want me.

"But Wei Yuan treats me like a son, and Bian Bian and Lin An are my confidantes......"

Xu Qian'an deeply felt what it meant to be caught in a dilemma. He pinched his eyebrows and exhaled:

"The old rule is that when you are in doubt, go to the boss. I'll tell Duke Wei about this matter and let him worry about what to do. "

After making the decision, he stopped thinking about it and took out Ji Qian's leather bag from his arms. There were heavy lethal magic tools such as bed crossbows and artillery. There were also magic tools such as armor and weapons.

Xu Qian'an didn't look for too long and found a box made of red sandalwood, about three feet long, with dragons and phoenixes carved on the box surface.

He took the wooden box out of the leather bag, put it on the table, and opened it. On the soft and bright yellow silk cloth, there lay a slightly curved tooth, a bit like a pocket version of ivory.

The white surface was engraved with dense runes. Just one look at it made Xu Qian'an dizzy and nauseous.

He didn't dare to look at it any more and immediately covered the sandalwood box.

"This must be the dragon tooth. Hiss, this magic tool is a bit too strong..."

According to Ji Qian, the dragon tooth seems to be the treasure of their lineage. Only the heir can hold it?

Xu Qian'an intuitively believes that this dragon tooth will be of great use in the future.

.......

In a small town, in a courtyard with two entrances, candlelight was shining brightly. Cao Qingyang, wearing a purple robe, sat in the hall, looking at the sect masters and gang leaders on both sides calmly.

There were a total of 16 gang masters and sect masters on the spot, of which 12 were fourth-grade masters and five were senior fourth-grade masters.

On the left of Cao Qingyang sat Tianji wearing a golden mask.

This warrior who was in charge of the largest underworld organization in Jianzhou was holding a cup of tea in his hand, and the tea lid gently tapped the rim of the cup. The hall was silent, with only the sound of the tea lid and the rim of the cup colliding, faint and crisp.

"Yang Cuixue, Fu Jingmen, are you two really going to withdraw from this operation? "Cao Qingyang said lightly.

Yang Cuixue is the leader of Mo Pavilion, and Fu Jingmen is the leader of Shenquan Gang. Last night, the two of them joined forces to block three lotus Taoist priests for Xu Qian'an.

They were injured and looked pale.

Facing Cao Qingyang's questioning, the two nodded with gloomy faces.

Fu Jingmen said in a deep voice: "Alliance Master Cao, lotus seeds are indeed treasures for us, but they are not indispensable. But I am sorry that I cannot be enemies with Xu Yinluo."

Cao Qingyang said "Ah": "Xu Yinluo has done you a favor?"

Fu Jingmen shook his head: "The boxing of my Shenquan Gang is strong, straight, and open-minded."

Cao Qingyang looked at Yang Cuixue again, expressionless: "Master Yang, your swordsmanship in Mo Pavilion has many insidious moves, why do you do this? "

Yang Cuixue bowed and sighed: "I like to make friends with young heroes the most. I admire Xu Qian'an very much. That's all."

Cao Qingyang said lightly, "So, my orders are just the barking of insignificant wild dogs in your eyes. You will forget them after hearing them."

His tone was very calm from beginning to end. People who are familiar with him know that if the always generous Cao Gang Leader does this, it means that he is in a very bad mood.

Very dangerous.

Xiao Yuenu, the owner of Wanhua Tower, said softly: "Leader Cao, Senior Yang and Brother Fu did not intend to disobey your orders, but a real man should do what he should do and what he should not do.

"Besides, when the Wulin League was founded, the first generation leader had an agreement with our factions to obey orders but not announcements. If you feel that the Wulin League's orders are against morality and against your own will, you can refuse."

"What a good one to obey orders but not announcements."

Tianji sneered: "Leader Cao, I have heard that the Wulin League is the only one in Jianzhou, and your words are as good as gold. I didn't expect that rumors are just rumors after all. If this matter spreads, how can you still gain a foothold in the world?"

Cao Qingyang said coldly: "What do you think, sir?"

Tianji took out the imperial gold medal from his arms, gently placed it on the table, and said coldly: "If it is according to the court system, openly disobeying orders will be killed without mercy."

Cao Qingyang sighed: "Sir, think about it again."

Tianji snorted coldly: "Boss Cao, no matter how big the Wulin League is, it is not bigger than the court. Everyone joins hands to seize the lotus seeds, and it is a win-win situation. Now Mo Ge and Shen Quan Gang are openly associating with Xu Qian'an, and His Majesty will not tolerate them.

"The Wulin Alliance took the opportunity to cut off its arm and survive, which can still make up for its mistakes. Otherwise, if His Majesty sends troops to attack in the future, you should know the consequences. Even if the old leader is still here, is it worth it to go against the court for just two people?"

Tianji came here to ask for punishment.

A mere gang almost ruined His Majesty's plan, which clearly shows that they don't take the court seriously.

This trend cannot be allowed to continue.

"Then there is nothing to say. "Cao Qingyang sighed.

Hearing this, Tianji sneered in his heart. Although the emperor's edict of guilt greatly reduced his prestige and the deterrence of the court, the court was still the court after all. For these Jianghu people, it was an invincible behemoth.

It was inevitable that one or two reckless people who ignored the overall situation would do bad things occasionally. As long as the culprit was eradicated and the trend was extinguished, it would be fine.

The next moment, Cao Qingyang pressed Tianji's forehead with a palm and pushed him out of the courtyard.

The qi exploded like thunder, and the pillars and walls collapsed continuously.

From the hall to the outside of the courtyard, the distance of just a dozen feet, the two people's qi fought no less than a hundred times.

Tianji's body wrapped in a black robe fell heavily on the street outside the courtyard, his mask cracked, and blood from his forehead flowed along the broken mask.

Cao Qingyang just shook his hand, as if he had done something insignificant.

"Cao Qingyang, do you want to destroy the 600-year foundation of the Wulin League?" Tianji was furious.

He was a senior fourth-rank, and although he was still a long way from the peak, he should not be so useless. But in the fight just now, he was completely unable to resist Cao Qingyang's aura.

He felt that he was too far behind him. If he really started fighting, he would definitely die within a hundred moves.

The top three warriors on the martial arts list were so powerful that they made people tremble.

"The Wulin League has its own rules. In the past 600 years, it has changed leaders one after another. When has it ever been a dog for the court?" Cao Qingyang said lightly:

"Go back and tell the emperor, whether you send troops to attack or send people to assassinate, just come. Even if the Wulin League is destroyed because of this, the ancestors will give me a thumbs up and say to me: I have never humiliated the reputation of the Wulin League."

Tianji's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to say anything harsh.

"I don't kill you today, not because I'm afraid, but because you are not worth mentioning. "After Cao Qingyang finished speaking, he turned back, his purple robe sleeves swaying.