Chapter 50
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Why are they all afraid of social death? It involves a rule in the inner city. The inner city is different from the outer city. The latter has no curfew.
Because the former live in decent people, for the safety of dignitaries and dignitaries, there will be no more people on the street after drumming at dusk.
As we all know, the Department of Jiaofang works at night.
This means that going to jiaofangsi is not just about asking for information, you have to stay in it.
That's why Xu Pingzhi opposes Xu Qi'an's going to the Jiaofang department. He is a young man who stays in the Jiaofang department. When other girls tease him, who can resist it?
Therefore, whoever goes to Jiaofang Department has to go whoring.
The three men in this room are all set up by people:
an honest man may leave the old.
Don't go to GouLan, Xu Qian.
Xu Pingzhi, Gu's wife.
They all know one thing clearly in their hearts. Even if it happens for a reason, whoring is whoring. It can't change this fact.
Although I have never been whoring in my last life, I can imagine the embarrassment that I went whoring and was called by the police to inform my parents... I just don't want to live... Xu Qi'an was sitting upright and his face was serious.
Some interesting stories about the brothel come to mind. One time when he was listening to the music, Constable Wang started a topic. Some official in the Court went to the teahouse to sleep with a girl. As a result, he met his own son when he was surrounded by tea.
It was an embarrassing scene.
The next day, it spread all over the official circles of the capital. It was so funny that even Constable Wang heard about it from county magistrate Zhu.
For an era that attaches great importance to the three cardinal guides and five constant principles and reputation, it is a burden that the skin can't bear.
When Xu Qi'an looks at Xu Er Shu and Xu Er Lang, he can't help but come up with a picture in his mind:
Xu new year: "Yo, Dad, you're here too. Let me have this girl today, and she'll be yours tomorrow."
Xu Er Shu: "go away, who is Lao Tzu? I'll sleep first. "
Xu Qian: "you all step down, I want to be alone."
I shudder when I think about it. Xu Qi'an coughed: "the Jiaofang Secretary has put it on hold in advance. We continue to inquire about the news. After all, Jiaofang secretary does not have to go, and we are not sure whether we can really get the favorable news from Fuxiang Huakui.
"Sit down again the day after tomorrow and gather the news. If we don't get any extra, we'll consider going to Jiaofang."
When he said that, Xu Erlang and Xu Ershu's attitude suddenly improved and nodded.
Xu Qian thought, I'd better sacrifice and go to Jiaofang department tomorrow night.
...
at noon the next day, Xu Qi'an went back to Xu's house after taking leave. Xu's house, which used to be very busy, was much colder.
The maid and the old lady took half of them away, leaving the porter Lao Zhang and several servants to take care of them. Xu Er Shu and Xu Er Lang did not return.
Xu Qi'an went to the inner courtyard, pushed open Xu Erlang's room, rummaged through the boxes and found the moon white Confucian shirt. The fabric was precious, embroidered with the same color cloud pattern.
He took off his captor's uniform and put on his brother's most respectable dress. On his belt hung a jade pendant of fairly good texture.
Xu Qi'an stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his appearance at the moment.
It's ok... My skin bag is too masculine to wear the handsome beauty of a little suckling dog... If it's the beauty of my last life, I can completely control this kind of clothes... At present, this skin bag lacks some sense of substitution... Xu Qi'an smoothes the wrinkles on his chest and leaves with satisfaction.
The structure of Dafeng capital can be summarized by the word "taowa", which is palace city, Imperial City, inner city and outer city.
Compared with the outer city with a large population, Xu Qi'an regards the inner city as the CBD area in his previous life. All the people who can live in it are rich people.
In this era, those who can live in the inner city are people with status and status.
It is worth mentioning that my aunt has always wanted to sell off her property in the outer city and move to live in the inner city.
It's a pity that a nephew of a gold gobbler made her yearn for the inner city, but she didn't live in it.
From Xu Fu to the gate of the inner city, it would take three or four hours for Xu Qi'an to walk.
He hired a carriage and an hour later arrived at the nearest gate of the inner city. He took out the book he had prepared and passed the customs smoothly.
The taxi guard carefully checked the carriage and saw that Xu Qi'an was not carrying heavy luggage. His face could not hide his disappointment.
Because this means that Xu Qi'an did not enter the inner city to do business, so he could not collect the city gate tax.
...
the streets in the inner city are wide and crisscross. Beautiful houses surrounded by trees are built on the main roads, and various courtyards are distributed on the non main roads.
Whether it's urban construction or the dressing of pedestrians, as well as the number of carriages on the street, it's far more than the outside city.
"When you have time, you must bring Ling Yue to the inner city. The prosperity of the inner city is different from that of the outer city." Xu Qi'an lifted the window curtain and looked at the prosperous scenery. In his mind, Xu Lingyue's sharp and gorgeous appearance appeared.He didn't go to jiaofangsi immediately. It's still early. Seafood merchants don't work during the day.
After paying the money for renting a carriage, Xu Qi'an wandered aimlessly in the street.
After a while, Xu Qi'an came to a market and looked up at the memorial archway: Yongkang street!
The street is more spacious than Xu Qi'an had ever seen before. It is 200 meters wide, and blocks of bluestone form a flat ground, extending to the end of the line of sight.
On both sides of the shop, house row upon row, ten carriages side by side, there is no pressure, pedestrians bustling.
Where is the street, it is the square.
Standing under the archway, Xu Qi'an looked at the scene and was shocked from the bottom of his heart.
"Yongkang street is one of the main roads in Beijing. The second uncle said it was very big. I didn't expect it to be so big." Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.
The main road is so spacious. When emperors or nobles travel, there will be bodyguards to clear the site in advance.
The width of 200 meters makes most military crossbows and fireguns useless.
Even if an assassin wants to hide in the buildings on both sides of the cold arrow, see this distance, can only reluctantly hands away from the keyboard, hit 666.
Xu Qi'an ran like a wild dog in Yongkang street, but because of the limited budget in his pocket, he restrained the consumption of shopping.
Suddenly, a luxury carriage attracted Xu Qi'an's attention and blinded his titanium alloy dog eyes.
It was a carriage drawn by four strong horses, with an arc-shaped dome covered with silver and gold. The windows of the carriage were bright yellow satin, and then the dust covered carriage was wrapped in clear white jade.
There are a circle of gold nails on the side of the wheel, and the hub is also wrapped in jade.
The real connotation is the carriage material, the royal clan dedicated to the golden Phoebe.
"I guess I can't afford to buy a car wheel for my whole life..." Xu Qian thought sadly, as if he had found the mood of being a social animal in his last life.
The luxury carriage stopped at the side of the road, and a line of soldiers with black armor and long guns stood by the carriage. Interestingly, another soldier was playing a pot throwing game.
The stall owner was an old Taoist priest in a ragged robe. His gray hair was held in a wooden hairpin, and his hair was in disorder.
On the stalls are copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Taoist Scriptures, Bodhi bracelets, jade mirrors... All kinds of miscellaneous things.
Let's not say anything else. Just because the gold ingots and silver ingots are not taken away from the stall, the old way is not simple. Xu Qi'an stops to wait and see.
After a while, he saw the distance of the arrow on the back of the pot. He knew three ways.
If you hit with an arrow, you can get items of the third echelon, which are gold, silver and jade. If you are in the middle of the three teams, choose one item from the first echelon.
There are only two items in the first echelon: Bodhi bracelet and jade mirror.
"I didn't win again, hateful!"
"Go away, it's my turn."
The Jiashi took turns throwing pots, but they all failed, and the broken silver piled higher and higher in front of the Taoist priest.
After another round of failure, Xu Qi'an noticed that the curtain of the carriage moved. One of Hou's family members at the window bowed his head and walked towards the stall owner.
"Lao Dao, my master said," sixty taels of gold, buy everything on your stand. " The Jia Shi walked up to the Taoist priest and said in a loud voice.
This is the pot did not hit, direct krypton gold... Xu Qi'an stood not far away, looking at this scene.
Faced with the temptation of gold, the old Taoist shook his head, "rules are rules."
The first man tensed his body and stared at the Taoist for a moment. Then he turned around and went back to the carriage to report.
A few seconds later, the owner of the carriage recalled the Jiashi and was ready to leave.
Xu Qi'an took the opportunity to step forward, came to Lao Dao and asked, "Lao Dao, how much is it to play once?"
The old Taoist sitting on the ground raised his head, looked at him, and handed him three arrows: "a coin."
Xu Qi'an took the arrow and laughed, feeling that he had the chance to win.
It's not very difficult for a martial arts master to throw a pot 30 steps away. But it's almost impossible to make a shot when you turn your back and cover your eyes.
Eyes are the most important part of the five senses. Losing eyesight will reduce the hand feel of the warrior and increase the difficulty of hitting.
It all depends on the face if you can hit it or not.
Xu Qian's face is not good-looking, but he has absolute confidence, because he has not found silver for several days in a row.
Is it because I will come to the inner city and encounter this pot throwing game, so my lucky value will be automatically accumulated?
If I can make it, the gold ingots and silver ingots are all mine... Ah, the life of the emperor of Europe is so simple and boring... Xu Qi'an walked 30 steps away, turned around, covered his eyes with black cloth, and threw it back.
"Dong Dong Dong..."
the three arrows entered the pot almost at the same time.
The passers-by around them made an exclamatory sound, which attracted a soft and pleasant voice from the car window just as they were about to leave the carriage"Stop the car!"
PS: I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. Well, I don't really want to go out. After all, the epidemic is not over. It's a bit of a counseling. But in order to have a good meal, I had to fly.
That is to say, if there is no computer around tomorrow, I may not be able to update it during the day, so the chapter at noon tomorrow will be updated in advance. It will be updated in advance tomorrow!
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Why are they all afraid of social death? It involves a rule in the inner city. The inner city is different from the outer city. The latter has no curfew.
Because the former live in decent people, for the safety of dignitaries and dignitaries, there will be no more people on the street after drumming at dusk.
As we all know, the Department of Jiaofang works at night.
This means that going to jiaofangsi is not just about asking for information, you have to stay in it.
That's why Xu Pingzhi opposes Xu Qi'an's going to the Jiaofang department. He is a young man who stays in the Jiaofang department. When other girls tease him, who can resist it?
Therefore, whoever goes to Jiaofang Department has to go whoring.
The three men in this room are all set up by people:
an honest man may leave the old.
Don't go to GouLan, Xu Qian.
Xu Pingzhi, Gu's wife.
They all know one thing clearly in their hearts. Even if it happens for a reason, whoring is whoring. It can't change this fact.
Although I have never been whoring in my last life, I can imagine the embarrassment that I went whoring and was called by the police to inform my parents... I just don't want to live... Xu Qi'an was sitting upright and his face was serious.
Some interesting stories about the brothel come to mind. One time when he was listening to the music, Constable Wang started a topic. Some official in the Court went to the teahouse to sleep with a girl. As a result, he met his own son when he was surrounded by tea.
It was an embarrassing scene.
The next day, it spread all over the official circles of the capital. It was so funny that even Constable Wang heard about it from county magistrate Zhu.
For an era that attaches great importance to the three cardinal guides and five constant principles and reputation, it is a burden that the skin can't bear.
When Xu Qi'an looks at Xu Er Shu and Xu Er Lang, he can't help but come up with a picture in his mind:
Xu new year: "Yo, Dad, you're here too. Let me have this girl today, and she'll be yours tomorrow."
Xu Er Shu: "go away, who is Lao Tzu? I'll sleep first. "
Xu Qian: "you all step down, I want to be alone."
I shudder when I think about it. Xu Qi'an coughed: "the Jiaofang Secretary has put it on hold in advance. We continue to inquire about the news. After all, Jiaofang secretary does not have to go, and we are not sure whether we can really get the favorable news from Fuxiang Huakui.
"Sit down again the day after tomorrow and gather the news. If we don't get any extra, we'll consider going to Jiaofang."
When he said that, Xu Erlang and Xu Ershu's attitude suddenly improved and nodded.
Xu Qian thought, I'd better sacrifice and go to Jiaofang department tomorrow night.
...
at noon the next day, Xu Qi'an went back to Xu's house after taking leave. Xu's house, which used to be very busy, was much colder.
The maid and the old lady took half of them away, leaving the porter Lao Zhang and several servants to take care of them. Xu Er Shu and Xu Er Lang did not return.
Xu Qi'an went to the inner courtyard, pushed open Xu Erlang's room, rummaged through the boxes and found the moon white Confucian shirt. The fabric was precious, embroidered with the same color cloud pattern.
He took off his captor's uniform and put on his brother's most respectable dress. On his belt hung a jade pendant of fairly good texture.
Xu Qi'an stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his appearance at the moment.
It's ok... My skin bag is too masculine to wear the handsome beauty of a little suckling dog... If it's the beauty of my last life, I can completely control this kind of clothes... At present, this skin bag lacks some sense of substitution... Xu Qi'an smoothes the wrinkles on his chest and leaves with satisfaction.
The structure of Dafeng capital can be summarized by the word "taowa", which is palace city, Imperial City, inner city and outer city.
Compared with the outer city with a large population, Xu Qi'an regards the inner city as the CBD area in his previous life. All the people who can live in it are rich people.
In this era, those who can live in the inner city are people with status and status.
It is worth mentioning that my aunt has always wanted to sell off her property in the outer city and move to live in the inner city.
It's a pity that a nephew of a gold gobbler made her yearn for the inner city, but she didn't live in it.
From Xu Fu to the gate of the inner city, it would take three or four hours for Xu Qi'an to walk.
He hired a carriage and an hour later arrived at the nearest gate of the inner city. He took out the book he had prepared and passed the customs smoothly.
The taxi guard carefully checked the carriage and saw that Xu Qi'an was not carrying heavy luggage. His face could not hide his disappointment.
Because this means that Xu Qi'an did not enter the inner city to do business, so he could not collect the city gate tax.
...
the streets in the inner city are wide and crisscross. Beautiful houses surrounded by trees are built on the main roads, and various courtyards are distributed on the non main roads.
Whether it's urban construction or the dressing of pedestrians, as well as the number of carriages on the street, it's far more than the outside city.
"When you have time, you must bring Ling Yue to the inner city. The prosperity of the inner city is different from that of the outer city." Xu Qi'an lifted the window curtain and looked at the prosperous scenery. In his mind, Xu Lingyue's sharp and gorgeous appearance appeared.He didn't go to jiaofangsi immediately. It's still early. Seafood merchants don't work during the day.
After paying the money for renting a carriage, Xu Qi'an wandered aimlessly in the street.
After a while, Xu Qi'an came to a market and looked up at the memorial archway: Yongkang street!
The street is more spacious than Xu Qi'an had ever seen before. It is 200 meters wide, and blocks of bluestone form a flat ground, extending to the end of the line of sight.
On both sides of the shop, house row upon row, ten carriages side by side, there is no pressure, pedestrians bustling.
Where is the street, it is the square.
Standing under the archway, Xu Qi'an looked at the scene and was shocked from the bottom of his heart.
"Yongkang street is one of the main roads in Beijing. The second uncle said it was very big. I didn't expect it to be so big." Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart.
The main road is so spacious. When emperors or nobles travel, there will be bodyguards to clear the site in advance.
The width of 200 meters makes most military crossbows and fireguns useless.
Even if an assassin wants to hide in the buildings on both sides of the cold arrow, see this distance, can only reluctantly hands away from the keyboard, hit 666.
Xu Qi'an ran like a wild dog in Yongkang street, but because of the limited budget in his pocket, he restrained the consumption of shopping.
Suddenly, a luxury carriage attracted Xu Qi'an's attention and blinded his titanium alloy dog eyes.
It was a carriage drawn by four strong horses, with an arc-shaped dome covered with silver and gold. The windows of the carriage were bright yellow satin, and then the dust covered carriage was wrapped in clear white jade.
There are a circle of gold nails on the side of the wheel, and the hub is also wrapped in jade.
The real connotation is the carriage material, the royal clan dedicated to the golden Phoebe.
"I guess I can't afford to buy a car wheel for my whole life..." Xu Qian thought sadly, as if he had found the mood of being a social animal in his last life.
The luxury carriage stopped at the side of the road, and a line of soldiers with black armor and long guns stood by the carriage. Interestingly, another soldier was playing a pot throwing game.
The stall owner was an old Taoist priest in a ragged robe. His gray hair was held in a wooden hairpin, and his hair was in disorder.
On the stalls are copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Taoist Scriptures, Bodhi bracelets, jade mirrors... All kinds of miscellaneous things.
Let's not say anything else. Just because the gold ingots and silver ingots are not taken away from the stall, the old way is not simple. Xu Qi'an stops to wait and see.
After a while, he saw the distance of the arrow on the back of the pot. He knew three ways.
If you hit with an arrow, you can get items of the third echelon, which are gold, silver and jade. If you are in the middle of the three teams, choose one item from the first echelon.
There are only two items in the first echelon: Bodhi bracelet and jade mirror.
"I didn't win again, hateful!"
"Go away, it's my turn."
The Jiashi took turns throwing pots, but they all failed, and the broken silver piled higher and higher in front of the Taoist priest.
After another round of failure, Xu Qi'an noticed that the curtain of the carriage moved. One of Hou's family members at the window bowed his head and walked towards the stall owner.
"Lao Dao, my master said," sixty taels of gold, buy everything on your stand. " The Jia Shi walked up to the Taoist priest and said in a loud voice.
This is the pot did not hit, direct krypton gold... Xu Qi'an stood not far away, looking at this scene.
Faced with the temptation of gold, the old Taoist shook his head, "rules are rules."
The first man tensed his body and stared at the Taoist for a moment. Then he turned around and went back to the carriage to report.
A few seconds later, the owner of the carriage recalled the Jiashi and was ready to leave.
Xu Qi'an took the opportunity to step forward, came to Lao Dao and asked, "Lao Dao, how much is it to play once?"
The old Taoist sitting on the ground raised his head, looked at him, and handed him three arrows: "a coin."
Xu Qi'an took the arrow and laughed, feeling that he had the chance to win.
It's not very difficult for a martial arts master to throw a pot 30 steps away. But it's almost impossible to make a shot when you turn your back and cover your eyes.
Eyes are the most important part of the five senses. Losing eyesight will reduce the hand feel of the warrior and increase the difficulty of hitting.
It all depends on the face if you can hit it or not.
Xu Qian's face is not good-looking, but he has absolute confidence, because he has not found silver for several days in a row.
Is it because I will come to the inner city and encounter this pot throwing game, so my lucky value will be automatically accumulated?
If I can make it, the gold ingots and silver ingots are all mine... Ah, the life of the emperor of Europe is so simple and boring... Xu Qi'an walked 30 steps away, turned around, covered his eyes with black cloth, and threw it back.
"Dong Dong Dong..."
the three arrows entered the pot almost at the same time.
The passers-by around them made an exclamatory sound, which attracted a soft and pleasant voice from the car window just as they were about to leave the carriage"Stop the car!"
PS: I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. Well, I don't really want to go out. After all, the epidemic is not over. It's a bit of a counseling. But in order to have a good meal, I had to fly.
That is to say, if there is no computer around tomorrow, I may not be able to update it during the day, so the chapter at noon tomorrow will be updated in advance. It will be updated in advance tomorrow!
Why are they all afraid of social death? It involves a rule in the inner city. The inner city is different from the outer city. The latter has no curfew. Because the former live in decent people, for the safety of dignitaries and dignitaries, there will be no more people on the street after drumming at dusk. As we all know, the Department of Jiaofang works at night. This means that going to jiaofangsi is not just about asking for information, you have to stay in it. That's why Xu Pingzhi opposes Xu Qi'an's going to the Jiaofang department. He is a young man who stays in the Jiaofang department. When other girls tease him, who can resist it? Therefore, whoever goes to Jiaofang Department has to go whoring. The three men in this room are all set up by people: an honest man may leave the old. Don't go to GouLan, Xu Qian. Xu Pingzhi, Gu's wife. They all know one thing clearly in their hearts. Even if it happens for a reason, whoring is whoring. It can't change this fact. Although I have never been whoring in my last life, I can imagine the embarrassment that I went whoring and was called by the police to inform my parents... I just don't want to live... Xu Qi'an was sitting upright and his face was serious. Some interesting stories about the brothel come to mind. One time when he was listening to the music, Constable Wang started a topic. Some official in the Court went to the teahouse to sleep with a girl. As a result, he met his own son when he was surrounded by tea. It was an embarrassing scene. The next day, it spread all over the official circles of the capital. It was so funny that even Constable Wang heard about it from county magistrate Zhu. For an era that attaches great importance to the three cardinal guides and five constant principles and reputation, it is a burden that the skin can't bear. When Xu Qi'an looks at Xu Er Shu and Xu Er Lang, he can't help but come up with a picture in his mind: Xu new year: "Yo, Dad, you're here too. Let me have this girl today, and she'll be yours tomorrow." Xu Er Shu: "go away, who is Lao Tzu? I'll sleep first. " Xu Qian: "you all step down, I want to be alone." I shudder when I think about it. Xu Qi'an coughed: "the Jiaofang Secretary has put it on hold in advance. We continue to inquire about the news. After all, Jiaofang secretary does not have to go, and we are not sure whether we can really get the favorable news from Fuxiang Huakui. "Sit down again the day after tomorrow and gather the news. If we don't get any extra, we'll consider going to Jiaofang." When he said that, Xu Erlang and Xu Ershu's attitude suddenly improved and nodded. Xu Qian thought, I'd better sacrifice and go to Jiaofang department tomorrow night. ... at noon the next day, Xu Qi'an went back to Xu's house after taking leave. Xu's house, which used to be very busy, was much colder. The maid and the old lady took half of them away, leaving the porter Lao Zhang and several servants to take care of them. Xu Er Shu and Xu Er Lang did not return. Xu Qi'an went to the inner courtyard, pushed open Xu Erlang's room, rummaged through the boxes and found the moon white Confucian shirt. The fabric was precious, embroidered with the same color cloud pattern. He took off his captor's uniform and put on his brother's most respectable dress. On his belt hung a jade pendant of fairly good texture. Xu Qi'an stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his appearance at the moment. It's ok... My skin bag is too masculine to wear the handsome beauty of a little suckling dog... If it's the beauty of my last life, I can completely control this kind of clothes... At present, this skin bag lacks some sense of substitution... Xu Qi'an smoothes the wrinkles on his chest and leaves with satisfaction. The structure of Dafeng capital can be summarized by the word "taowa", which is palace city, Imperial City, inner city and outer city. Compared with the outer city with a large population, Xu Qi'an regards the inner city as the CBD area in his previous life. All the people who can live in it are rich people. In this era, those who can live in the inner city are people with status and status. It is worth mentioning that my aunt has always wanted to sell off her property in the outer city and move to live in the inner city. It's a pity that a nephew of a gold gobbler made her yearn for the inner city, but she didn't live in it. From Xu Fu to the gate of the inner city, it would take three or four hours for Xu Qi'an to walk. He hired a carriage and an hour later arrived at the nearest gate of the inner city. He took out the book he had prepared and passed the customs smoothly. The taxi guard carefully checked the carriage and saw that Xu Qi'an was not carrying heavy luggage. His face could not hide his disappointment. Because this means that Xu Qi'an did not enter the inner city to do business, so he could not collect the city gate tax. ... the streets in the inner city are wide and crisscross. Beautiful houses surrounded by trees are built on the main roads, and various courtyards are distributed on the non main roads. Whether it's urban construction or the dressing of pedestrians, as well as the number of carriages on the street, it's far more than the outside city. "When you have time, you must bring Ling Yue to the inner city. The prosperity of the inner city is different from that of the outer city." Xu Qi'an lifted the window curtain and looked at the prosperous scenery. In his mind, Xu Lingyue's sharp and gorgeous appearance appeared.He didn't go to jiaofangsi immediately. It's still early. Seafood merchants don't work during the day. After paying the money for renting a carriage, Xu Qi'an wandered aimlessly in the street. After a while, Xu Qi'an came to a market and looked up at the memorial archway: Yongkang street! The street is more spacious than Xu Qi'an had ever seen before. It is 200 meters wide, and blocks of bluestone form a flat ground, extending to the end of the line of sight. On both sides of the shop, house row upon row, ten carriages side by side, there is no pressure, pedestrians bustling. Where is the street, it is the square. Standing under the archway, Xu Qi'an looked at the scene and was shocked from the bottom of his heart. "Yongkang street is one of the main roads in Beijing. The second uncle said it was very big. I didn't expect it to be so big." Xu Qi'an muttered in his heart. The main road is so spacious. When emperors or nobles travel, there will be bodyguards to clear the site in advance. The width of 200 meters makes most military crossbows and fireguns useless. Even if an assassin wants to hide in the buildings on both sides of the cold arrow, see this distance, can only reluctantly hands away from the keyboard, hit 666. Xu Qi'an ran like a wild dog in Yongkang street, but because of the limited budget in his pocket, he restrained the consumption of shopping. Suddenly, a luxury carriage attracted Xu Qi'an's attention and blinded his titanium alloy dog eyes. It was a carriage drawn by four strong horses, with an arc-shaped dome covered with silver and gold. The windows of the carriage were bright yellow satin, and then the dust covered carriage was wrapped in clear white jade. There are a circle of gold nails on the side of the wheel, and the hub is also wrapped in jade. The real connotation is the carriage material, the royal clan dedicated to the golden Phoebe. "I guess I can't afford to buy a car wheel for my whole life..." Xu Qian thought sadly, as if he had found the mood of being a social animal in his last life. The luxury carriage stopped at the side of the road, and a line of soldiers with black armor and long guns stood by the carriage. Interestingly, another soldier was playing a pot throwing game. The stall owner was an old Taoist priest in a ragged robe. His gray hair was held in a wooden hairpin, and his hair was in disorder. On the stalls are copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Taoist Scriptures, Bodhi bracelets, jade mirrors... All kinds of miscellaneous things. Let's not say anything else. Just because the gold ingots and silver ingots are not taken away from the stall, the old way is not simple. Xu Qi'an stops to wait and see. After a while, he saw the distance of the arrow on the back of the pot. He knew three ways. If you hit with an arrow, you can get items of the third echelon, which are gold, silver and jade. If you are in the middle of the three teams, choose one item from the first echelon. There are only two items in the first echelon: Bodhi bracelet and jade mirror. "I didn't win again, hateful!" "Go away, it's my turn." The Jiashi took turns throwing pots, but they all failed, and the broken silver piled higher and higher in front of the Taoist priest. After another round of failure, Xu Qi'an noticed that the curtain of the carriage moved. One of Hou's family members at the window bowed his head and walked towards the stall owner. "Lao Dao, my master said," sixty taels of gold, buy everything on your stand. " The Jia Shi walked up to the Taoist priest and said in a loud voice. This is the pot did not hit, direct krypton gold... Xu Qi'an stood not far away, looking at this scene. Faced with the temptation of gold, the old Taoist shook his head, "rules are rules." The first man tensed his body and stared at the Taoist for a moment. Then he turned around and went back to the carriage to report. A few seconds later, the owner of the carriage recalled the Jiashi and was ready to leave. Xu Qi'an took the opportunity to step forward, came to Lao Dao and asked, "Lao Dao, how much is it to play once?" The old Taoist sitting on the ground raised his head, looked at him, and handed him three arrows: "a coin." Xu Qi'an took the arrow and laughed, feeling that he had the chance to win. It's not very difficult for a martial arts master to throw a pot 30 steps away. But it's almost impossible to make a shot when you turn your back and cover your eyes. Eyes are the most important part of the five senses. Losing eyesight will reduce the hand feel of the warrior and increase the difficulty of hitting. It all depends on the face if you can hit it or not. Xu Qian's face is not good-looking, but he has absolute confidence, because he has not found silver for several days in a row. Is it because I will come to the inner city and encounter this pot throwing game, so my lucky value will be automatically accumulated? If I can make it, the gold ingots and silver ingots are all mine... Ah, the life of the emperor of Europe is so simple and boring... Xu Qi'an walked 30 steps away, turned around, covered his eyes with black cloth, and threw it back. "Dong Dong Dong..." the three arrows entered the pot almost at the same time. The passers-by around them made an exclamatory sound, which attracted a soft and pleasant voice from the car window just as they were about to leave the carriage"Stop the car!" PS: I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. Well, I don't really want to go out. After all, the epidemic is not over. It's a bit of a counseling. But in order to have a good meal, I had to fly. That is to say, if there is no computer around tomorrow, I may not be able to update it during the day, so the chapter at noon tomorrow will be updated in advance. It will be updated in advance tomorrow!
