Chapter 50 – Throwing pots

Why are they all afraid of social deaths, a rule of the inner city is involved here, which is different from the outer city, which has no curfew.

And the former, because it was inhabited by decent people, for the safety of the dignitaries, no one could be on the streets after the drums were beaten at dusk.

As we all know, the Department of Correctional Services works at night.

This means that going to the Ministry of Education can be more than just poking around, you have to stay overnight.

That’s why Xu Pingzhi opposed Xu Qi’an to go to the Church Department, would have been a young and vigorous boy, stayed in the Church Department, the other girls a tease, who can not stand it?

Therefore, whoever goes to the rectory will have to go whoring.

And all three men here have personas:

The righteous man promises to resign from the old.

I’m not going to the Hooker Pen.

Koo’s loving wife, Xu Pingzhi.

All three knew one thing in their hearts, even if there was a reason for what happened, whoring is whoring and it doesn’t change that fact.

Although I never had a prostitute in my past life, I can imagine the embarrassment of going to a prostitute myself and then being called by the police uncle to inform my parents …. Simply do not want to live ….. Xu Qi’an sat upright, his face serious and decent.

Some anecdotes about the green houses came to mind, and when listening to a song at a certain hookah, Sheriff Wang started a conversation about how a certain official from the court went to the Church Department to sleep with a girl, and ended up encountering his own son when he was hitting the tea rounds.

It was an awkward scene.

The next day it spread all over the officialdom of the capital, and it was a laughing stock, so much so that even Sheriff Wang heard about it from Magistrate Zhu.

For an age that values the three principles as well as reputation, having this happen is a weight that the cheek cannot bear.

Xu Qi’an looked at Uncle Xu and Erlang Xu, and images couldn’t help but float in his mind:

Xu Xinnian: “Yo, Dad, you’re here too. I’ll take the girl today, and you can have her tomorrow.”

Uncle Xu: “Get lost, who’s the old man? I’ll sleep first.”

Xu Qi’an: “All of you stand down, I want to be alone.”

Thinking about it is not chilling ah …. Xu Qi’an coughed, ”Put the matter of the Oratory on hold beforehand, let’s continue poking around, after all, the Oratory isn’t a must, and we’re not sure if we can really get favorable news from the Floating Fragrance Flower Leader either.

“We’ll sit down again the day after tomorrow to summarize the news, and if we don’t get anything extra, we’ll think about going to the Ministry of Education.”

Hearing him say this, Erlang Xu and Uncle Xu’s attitude instantly improved and they nodded their heads.

Xu Qi’an thought to himself, “It’s better for me to make a sacrifice and make a trip to the Department of Education tomorrow night.

…..

At noon the next day, Xu Qi’an took leave to return to the Xu Mansion, and the Xu Mansion, which used to be quite lively in the past, was much cooler.

The maids and old maids took half of them away, leaving the concierge Old Zhang and a few servants to take care of things. Uncle Xu and Erlang Xu had not returned from the outside.

Xu Qi’an lightly went to the inner courtyard, pushed open Xu Erlang’s room, and rummaged through the closet to find the moon white Confucian shirt, with precious fabrics and embroidered cloud patterns of the same color.

He took off his constable’s uniform and replaced it with this most decent piece of clothing of his little old brother, with a jade pendant of fair texture dangling from his belt.

Xu Qi’an stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at her own appearance at the moment.

Not bad …. It’s just that my skin is too masculine and I can’t wear the handsome beauty of a little puppy ….. If I had a beautiful face in my past life, I would be able to handle this kind of clothes …. Now this skin lacks some sense of immersion. …. Xu Qi’an smoothed out the folds on his chest and left in satisfaction.

The structure of the capital city of Dafeng can be summarized by the word “nesting”, which are the palace, the imperial city, the inner city and the outer city.

Compared to the populous and mixed outer city, Xu Qi’an understood the inner city as the CBD area in his previous life, and those who could live in it were all rich.

Those who could live in the inner city in this era were people of status and position.

It’s worth noting that the aunt has been trying to sell her property in the outer city and move to the inner city.

Unfortunately, having a nephew who is a gold-devouring beast has made my aunt long for the inner city, but there is no chance of living in it.

From the Xu Mansion to the city gates of the inner city, on foot, it would take three to four hours even with Xu Qi’an’s current footwork.

He hired a carriage and arrived at the nearest inner city gate an hour later, pulling out the credentials he had prepared long ago and crossing the border without incident.

The soldiers guarding the city scrutinized the carriage and could not hide their disappointment on their faces when they saw that Xu Qi’an was not carrying any large luggage.

Because it meant that Xu Qi’an wasn’t entering the inner city to do business, he wouldn’t be able to collect the city gate tax.

…..

The streets of the inner city are wide and crisscrossed, with beautiful houses surrounded by greenery built on the main roads and various courtyards spread out on the non-main roads.

Whether it was the construction of the city or the dressing of the pedestrians, as well as the number of carriages on the streets, it was far better than the outer city.

“When you have time, you must bring sister Ling Yue to the inner city to play, the prosperity is incomparable to the outer city.” Xu Qi’an lifted the curtains of the car window and looked at the bustling pomp and circumstance, Xu Ling Yue’s sharp and stunning appearance floating in his mind.

He didn’t go to the Ministry of Education right away; it was still early, and seafood merchants didn’t work during the day.

After paying the silver for renting a carriage, Xu Qi’an wandered aimlessly through the streets.

Not long after, Xu Qi’an arrived at a marketplace and looked up at the pagoda at the street entrance: Yongkang Street!

The spaciousness of this street was unlike anything Xu Qi’an had ever seen before; it was two hundred meters wide, with blocks of green stone slabs forming a flat surface that stretched to the end of the line of sight.

On both sides of the stores, houses lined up, ten carriages side by side are no pressure, pedestrians bustling.

Where’s the street? It’s a big square.

Xu Qi’an, who was standing under the pagoda, looked at the scene and was sincerely shocked.

“Yongkang Street is one of the main roads in the capital, second uncle said it was huge, I didn’t expect it to be this big.” Xu Qi’an muttered in his heart.

There is a reason why the main road is so spacious. When the emperor or the nobles of the royal family traveled, there would be guards to clear the area in advance.

A width of two hundred meters renders most of the current military crossbows and cannons useless.

Even if there was an assassin who wanted to hide in the buildings on both sides and put cold arrows, when they saw the distance, they could only helplessly take their hands off the keyboard and type 666.

Xu Qi’an scurried around Yongkang Street like an off-leash wild dog, but pressed on with his shopping spending because of the limited budget in his pocket.

Suddenly, a luxurious carriage attracted Xu Qi’an’s attention, brightening his titanium dog eyes.

It was a carriage drawn by four well-built steeds, with a curved dome crowned in silver and painted in gold, the windows draped in bright yellow satin, and further down the carriage was used to shield it from floating dust, wrapped in translucent white jade.

The wheels have a neatly arranged circle of gold spikes nailed to the side, and the hubs are wrapped in jade.

And the real connotation is the carriage material, the golden wood used by the royal clan.

“I guess I can’t afford to buy a wheel from someone else even if I struggle for my whole life ….” Xu Qi’an thought sadly, as if she had found the mood she felt when she was a social animal in her last life.

This luxurious carriage was parked at the side of the road, a column of soldiers wearing black armor and holding lances guarded the side of the carriage, and interestingly enough, another column of soldiers was playing a pot throwing game.

The stall owner was an old Taoist priest in tattered Taoist robes, his flowery white hair pulled back with wooden hairpins, hanging down in disheveled strands.

The stalls were decorated with copper coins, silver ingots, gold ingots, Taoist scriptures, bodhi strings, jade mirrors …. all sorts of miscellaneous gadgets.

Other things not to mention, alone gold ingots silver ingots placed on the stall was not snatched away, this old Taoist is by no means simple ….. Xu Qi’an stopped to watch.

He watched for a while and understood how the game was played; the thrower was thirty paces away from the porcelain pot, blindfolded, with his back turned, for a total of three arrows.

If one of the arrows is hit, you will get an item from the third echelon, which is some gold, silver and jade. If all three hit, you will pick any item from the first echelon.

And there are only two items in the first tier: a bodhi string and a jade mirror.

“Missed again, darn it!”

“Go away, it’s my turn.”

The armorers took turns throwing pots, but all returned in defeat, and the pile of broken silver in front of the old Taoist grew higher and higher.

After the fifteen armorers experienced another round of failure, Xu Qi’an noticed the curtains of the carriage move, and one of the armorers marqueeing by the window bowed his head to hear it and walked towards the stallholder.

“Old Taoist, my master has said sixty taels of gold for everything on your stall.” The armorer walked up to the old Taoist and said aloud.

Is this throwing pots and missing, directly kryptonite …. Xu Qi’an stood not far away, watching this scene.

Facing the temptation of sixty taels of gold, the old Taoist priest shook his head, “Rules, are rules.”

The armorer tensed up at once, stared hard at the old Taoist for a moment, turned around with a huff, and returned to the carriage to report.

A few seconds later, the wagon’s owner recalled the armorer and prepared to leave.

Xu Qi’an took the opportunity to step forward, came to the old Taoist and asked, “Old Taoist, how much to play once?”

The old Taoist monk sitting cross-legged on the ground raised his head, looked at him, and handed over the three arrows, “A penny of silver.”

Xu Qi’an took the arrow and smiled, feeling victorious.

Throwing a pot from thirty paces is not too difficult for a martial artist in the Refined Essence realm. However, with their backs turned and blindfolded, it was almost impossible to throw it.

The eyes are the most important part of the five senses, and losing one’s sight will make a martial artist’s hand feel less and make it more difficult to hit.

It’s all in your face whether you can hit the pitch or not.

Xu Qi’an’s face didn’t look good, but he had absolute confidence because, for several days in a row, he hadn’t picked up any silver.

Is it because I’ll come to the inner city and I’ll run into this pot-throwing game, so the luck value builds up automatically?

If I can win, the gold ingots and silver ingots are all mine …. Hey, the life of the European emperor is so simple and boring ….. Xu Qi’an walked to thirty paces away, turned around, covered his eyes with a black cloth, and casually threw it back.

“Knock knock knock…”

The three arrows were in no particular order and entered the pot almost simultaneously.

The surrounding passersby let out sounds of amazement and clamor attracted just as they were about to leave the carriage, a soft and nice voice floated out of the window:

“Stop the car!”

PS: tomorrow to travel a trip, hey, I actually do not quite want to go out, after all, the epidemic is not completely over, a little wimpy. But in order to chaussures louboutin pas cher, can only be hard to fly.

That is, I may not be able to update during the day tomorrow without a computer around, so I’m updating the noon chapter early tomorrow. It’s not an extra update, it’s an early update for tomorrow!