The night sky is like a wash, dotted with stars.
The tallest building in the capital of Dafeng, the Guanxing Building, the office of the Sitianjian.
The girl in the yellow skirt climbed up lightly, and when she passed the seventh floor, she heard a loud noise coming from the Dan room.
A group of alchemists in white clothes were arguing red-faced.
"Why did it fail again? Obviously such a simple step."
"As I said, it must be the wrong dose of salt."
"No, I think it's water."
"Is it fire? I saw Senior Brother Wan boil the salt just now."
"It's too difficult, the alchemy spell that turns salt into silver is too difficult, I don't know how."
The yellow skirt girl named Caiwei twitched her mouth and muttered, "These people are still refining fake silver."
Two days ago, she brought the story of turning salt into silver back to Sitianjian, and the brothers began to disbelieve.
Can salt be turned into silver
Three-year-olds don't believe it.
But soon, the taxation and silver case was solved. His Majesty felt that the fake silver was extremely powerful and miraculous, and ordered Qin Tianjian to refine the fake silver.
As a result, the alchemists of Qintianjian started to work hard, and devoted themselves to the good news of 996 day and night.
From two days ago, all the way to the present, I have been defeated and defeated again and again.
"Caiwei, it's Junior Sister Caiwei." Someone shouted excitedly.
In an instant, a haggard face turned around, and a pair of eyes suddenly gleamed.
"Junior Sister Caiwei, how did you get this fake silver?"
"Junior Sister Caiwei, come and help me to see, is there a problem with the steps? You are the only one who has successfully refined fake silver."
Surrounded by girls in yellow skirts.
Chu Caiwei had no choice but to enter the Dan room to watch the process of making fake silver by the brothers.
"Failed again!" lamented a white-clothed alchemist who was operating on the scene.
"Junior Sister Caiwei, what's the problem?" Zhong Baiyi humbly asked for advice.
No problem, I also refined it like this at the beginning... Chu Caiwei pondered: "This is alchemy that has been passed down in ancient times. It is profound and obscure. It does not mean that you can learn it when you learn it. Brothers and sisters, remember a formula, remember it."
The brothers took a posture of listening.
"Hydrogen, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, and phosphorus!" Chu Caiwei spit out this amazing formula word by word.
"This formula is reconciled?" The brothers were not aware of it, and they understood every word, and they were confused when they were combined together.
I don't even know what this is... Chu Caiwei pretended to be smiling deeply.
"A genius, a genius, the person who wrote this formula is really a genius of alchemy." A white-clothed senior brother said with emotion.
Where are the wizards, senior brother, don't think about it! Chu Caiwei's smile did not change.
"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! He threw the pot out lightly.
"That man's name is Xu Qi'an, the nephew of Xu Pingzhi's seventh-grade green robe in Yudaoying, you can just find him."
Hearing that he was a warrior, the white-clothed people were not happy.
"Joke, I am a dignified superintendent of the heavens, and I have a lot of talents. I need to find outsiders to refine counterfeit silver?"
"And a warrior."
"Wouldn't it be a joke to spread it out?"
According to the different cultivation systems, several very interesting chains of contempt have been formed.
Daoism looks down on Buddhism, and Buddhism despises it.
Warlocks look down on wizards, wizards look down on Gu Masters, and Gu Masters look down on Warlocks.
Then, Daoist, Buddhist, Sorcerer, and Gu Master looked down on Wufu together.
As for Confucianism, I'm sorry, with all due respect, all of you here are rubbish.
But modern Confucianism has weakened.
"Junior Sister Caiwei, come and guide us."
Caiwei said with a 'heh': "Next time definitely!"
She squeezed out of the group of senior brothers in white clothes and continued to climb the steps.
Actually, she doesn't know either.
The last time I was in the government office, I made fake silver in one go. Afterwards, Cai Wei tried it again in private and failed.
It completely replicated the previous process, but it 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 gossip.
Therefore, it is called Baguatai.
On the edge of the gossip platform, an old man in white was lying in front of the desk, holding a wine glass in his hand and leaning on his head in the other hand, looking at the capital below, as if he was not drunk.
The girl in the yellow skirt didn't bother, and the master didn't do business on weekdays. He liked to sit on the gossip table to drink and watch the scenery.
I don't like being disturbed.
Taking a glass of wine, he squinted his eyes and said to concentrate on looking at the world.
"Caiwei is here?" The old man in white said with a smile.
"Master." The yellow skirt girl smiled, trotting over, standing on the edge of the gossip, her skirt flying.
"What's the reward for the old emperor?"
"Hundreds of taels of silver, a few pieces of silk and satin." The girl in the yellow skirt said, "Master, what exactly is fake silver?"
"I don't know for the teacher."
"Is there anything in the world that Master doesn't know?"
"Too many." The old man in white smiled and said, "Master doesn't know where those thieves went nineteen years ago."
"You always say that the thieves from nineteen years ago are hateful, but don'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 stolen are amazing."
"Then do you know who made the fake silver?" Si Tianjian is the birthplace of the warlock system. Even if the alchemists in the world are not from Sitianjian, they must be related to Sitianjian.
Behind the tax and silver case, there is an alchemist involved, and he has made this kind of strange thing, by no means a generalist.
"As a teacher, you naturally know."
... .
Small courtyard, main house.
Xu Qi'an was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the criss-crossing beams through Haoyue that came in through the window.
He was worried about his future, a little dazed, and a little excited.
As a high-quality product produced by the nine-year compulsory education, the knowledge in my mind is all hanging.
It is easy to stand out in the backward monarchy society and become the most beautiful flower.
However, a society where imperial power is paramount often means that human rights cannot be guaranteed.
This is a phenomenon that will make any modern person worry.
After thinking about it, Xu Qi'an fell asleep, and when he woke up, the sky was bright.
Standing tall and masculine.
I have to admit that ancient clothing has a bonus to appearance and temperament, but it is too troublesome to go to the toilet.
After going over the wall and having a breakfast at the second uncle's house, the two uncles and nephews went to work together. Xu Pingzhi was reinstated, and everything was business as usual.
The yamen of Changle County is Fuguo County of the capital. The yamen is in the city, and it is six or seven miles away from Xu's house. Xu Qi'an has no horses or carriages, so he had to take the No. 11 bus and arrived at the county yamen in two quarters of an hour.
The Changle County Office sits facing south, with two stone lions at the entrance, and big drums with peeling paint on both sides of the red-brown painted gate.
The structure of the county government is worth mentioning. The biggest one is of course the magistrate, called the chief officer. He has two deputies, one is the county magistrate and the other is the registrar.
These three are high-ranking imperial officials, and they were established in Xu Qi'an's era.
Under the three court-appointed officials were Dianshi, also known as chief officials.
But there is no grade, no inflow.
Then there are the three classes and six rooms: the third class is the soap class, the fast class, and the strong class, which are responsible for the guard of honor, security, arrest, etc.; and the six rooms correspond to the six departments of the imperial court.
Xu Qi'an is a clerk in the fast class, and is called catching fast.
Entering the yamen, the clerk happened to be at Dianmao, and Li Dianshi, who was standing in front of the hall, saw Xu Qi'an with a knife on his waist and hips, and was stunned.
That expression, as if the blue sky has seen a ghost in the daytime.
The yamen noticed that the leader's expression was wrong, and they turned their heads to look at it, and then, it was the same damn expression.
"Xu, Xu Qi'an, are you a human or a ghost?!" Someone said in a trembling voice.
Li Dianshi noticed Xu Qi'an's shadow on the ground, and his heart was slightly relieved, and his tone was calm: "What nonsense is said in the court, do ghosts have shadows?"
When everyone heard this, Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Qi'an thought for a while, then continued: "It's not like a walking dead."
Li Dianshi was shocked, and all the yamen officers felt nervous.
Xu Qi'an hurriedly clasped his fists: "Just kidding, I have seen Master Dianshi, colleagues, I am released from prison."
Li Dianshi asked, "What's going on?"
They heard that the Xu family was imprisoned for the tax and silver case.
"Naturally it is to atone for one's sins, pay for sins and make meritorious deeds, the sage is tolerant, and forgives the guilt of the Xu family." Xu Qi'an immediately repeated the matter again, but put the credit on his second uncle, and took out the certificate given by the Jingzhao mansion's yamen.
At the same time, I also know that although the tax silver has been found, the judgment has not yet come down, which means that the case of the missing tax silver has not yet been settled. After all, it has to go through the process, not so fast.
Therefore, the gang of yamen in the Changle county government do not know about it.
When the point was over, a few familiar catchers immediately came up to congratulate him.
"Ning Yan, you have to treat your guests to a drink."
In this era, addressing friends is not by name. When introducing yourself, use first names instead of words.
"Yes, if you don't die, you must be blessed. You have to treat yourself."
"I heard that the Goulan on Linshui Street bought a new batch of Qing shepherds, Ning Yan, come with us tonight?"
It's okay to treat guests to drinks, but the sleeping woman wants me to invite you, which is too much... Xu Qi'an just wanted to shirk and say that he has no money, but suddenly stepped on a hard lump under his foot, and when he looked down, it was actually a broken piece of silver.
Is it true that there will be blessings after death? He stepped on it immediately, calmly, pretending to look around at the scenery.
After everyone took a few steps forward, Xu Qi'an quickly lowered his head to pick it up, and pocketed the money without changing his face.
After walking through the corridor and sitting in the side hall on the west side for a few minutes, Li Dianshi came in with a gloomy face and looked at Wang Zhaotou: "Pharaoh, the county magistrate asked us to go to the inner hall."
Wang Zhaotou had a bitter expression on his face, and went out without saying a word.
Xu Qi'an watched Wang Zhaotou's back disappear, and asked, "What's the matter, the head's face is not very good-looking."
"You've been in prison for the past few days. There was a murder case on Kangping Street. The dead was a wealthy businessman. The county magistrate was furious.
"It's just that a businessman died, so there's no need for the magistrate to get angry." Xu Qi'an nibbled on melon seeds.
Since ancient times, human life has been a major case, but as the magistrate of Guo County in the capital, from the fifth grade, it is not like this.
"Oh, that businessman has a close relationship with a certain adult in the matter. I think it's because of the pressure there." The yamen said: "Also, this year is the Year of the Gengzi."
"Gengzi year?" Xu Qi'an didn't react.
"Jingcha!" The yamen pointed out.