Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 35 Xu Qian’an: Have you ever been to the Jiaofangsi?
A piece of paper stood between Nangong Qianrou's index finger and middle finger.

He released his energy and ignited the paper.

The next moment, the world changed completely in his eyes.

A hint of surprise flashed across Nangong Qianrou's eyes, which were covered with a layer of clear light.

It's not like he hasn't used the art of looking at qi before.

After using the Qi-Watching Technique, one can see all the Qi in the world.

Ordinary people are white.

Officials wear white mixed with red, and the higher the rank, the darker the red.

People in the royal family have a natural aura of purple.

Confucianism is pure and bright.

The evil spirit is green.

Warriors are also red, but you can distinguish the red of officials at a glance, because it is the smoke of blood and energy.

The qi-observing technique he had used before could only observe qi when there was an object.

But this time…

In his eyes, with this ash kiln as the center, within a radius of three miles, there was a faint green mist, which looked like... the trajectory of a monster's activities?

Otherwise, they were all monsters, so how come he didn't encounter any just now?

"That." Nangong Qianrou suppressed the idea of ​​continuing research and pointed to a ash kiln with a strong green aura.

"Yes!"

Liu Hong quickly drew his sword and called out to his companions.

...

Xu Qi'an's home
"I've been practicing martial arts since I was little, and it cost the family over a hundred taels of silver every year. My aunt was quite critical of this and often found fault with me. I was young at the time and didn't have much control over my temper. Every time we argued, my second uncle was inconsolable, so he bought this house for me."

Xu Qian'an spoke seriously, then suddenly chuckled, "However, I still climb over the wall to my second uncle's house every day to eat and drink."

He did not invite Wei An into the house. Instead, he went in himself, took a feather duster, and swept the dust off the stone table and stone bench in the yard.

"Just make do with it," he invited.

Wei An smiled nonchalantly, "The guest should follow the host's wishes."

"Is Wuyang the host or the guest?"

As if to catch Wei An off guard, Xu Qian'an asked suddenly.

Whether he is the host or the guest, it is definitely not about the host-guest relationship between Xu Qian'an and him today.

Wei An smiled and said nothing.

This is already an answer.

Xu Qian'an resolved the biggest doubt in his heart and no longer worried about it.

He was silent for a moment, then looked at Wei An. "That day, when I learned that Zhou Liu's father, Zhou Xianping, was the man behind the tax and silver case, my hair stood on end. I was shocked and terrified."

"My second uncle treats me very well, and my aunt is just mean in her words. Erlang, big sister, little sister, I will never sit idly by and watch Zhou Xianping harm my family!"

"I really appreciate you reaching out..."

Wei An stopped him, "It's not about you, but about my old brother."

Xu Qian'an smiled, "If I were to say goodbye to you here, I would be so happy to hear you call him 'brother'."

"In the hearts of some scholars in Dafeng, your status is no less than that of a sub-sage. No, you will definitely become a sub-sage in the future!"

Hearing his resolute and sincere words, Wei An smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your good words."

The two of them relaxed a little.

"Have you ever been to the Jiaofangsi?"

Xu Qian'an changed the topic quickly and the switching was too abrupt.

This made Wei An stunned and he almost doubted his ears.

"By the way, you're still young."

Xu Qian'an asked and answered his own questions, seemingly hinting at something.

Wei An looked at him and said calmly, "Do you know that in the Confucian Five Virtues, there is a saying about 'using literature to confuse the law'?"

The smile on Xu Qian'an's face gradually faded.

He suddenly remembered that some time ago, he had a very important matter to ask Erlang.

Thinking of this, Xu Qian'an immediately straightened his back, sat up straight, and said solemnly, "I wanted to tell you that I wrote a poem a few days ago at the Jiaofang Bureau, 'Fragrance Floating in the Moonlight at Dusk'. Have you heard of it?"

He knelt down really fast.

Wei An showed a satisfied look, recalled it, and nodded, "The poem is good."

"What do you think?" Xu Qian'an pressed. "Writing poetry is about expressing your feelings. You can write more."

He asked vaguely and Wei An answered implicitly.

"I understand." Xu Qian'an understood what he meant and breathed a sigh of relief. He then added, "But I'm not as knowledgeable as you, and my poetic talent is far inferior to yours."

Wei An remained silent.

The two chatted for a while.

We have reached some consensus.

...

Haoqi Building

"The trajectory of the monster's activities?"

Wei Yuan confirmed after listening to his adopted son's report.

"It still needs to be identified." Nangong Qianrou said.

"According to you, this monster is guarding something. Have you found anything?" Wei Yuan asked sharply.

Nangong Qianrou pulled out something wrapped in butter paper from her bosom, "It's saltpeter."

As we all know, saltpeter is the main material for making gunpowder.

Gunpowder, produced by the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, is unique to Dafeng!
Not to mention the formula, even the materials used to make gunpowder are strictly controlled by the Dafeng officials!
Wei Yuan took it, opened the paper package, sniffed it, and his eyes darkened. "Continue to check."

After Nangong Qianrou took the order and left, his eyes fell on the booklet on the table in front of him. After a while, he looked at the distant sky.

...

Afternoon
Dahuangshan, Huangzhuang
"Master Wei, this is the final set of comparisons. We all hope to complete it under your witness."

Mu Feng looked at Wei An warmly.

The latter winked at him several times.

Huaiqing, the eldest princess of the empire, was standing aside.

Mu Feng remained indifferent.

Okay, Wei An gave up.

"Okay." He nodded and looked at Huaiqing again, "Your Highness, come together."

Huaiqing naturally caught his little movement just now, curled the corners of her lips, and nodded slightly.

After Mu Feng finished the inspection, he shouted "ignition" and several puffs of smoke rose up. Some of them immediately developed into thick smoke, while some collapsed and went out in the middle of the smoke.

A group of sorcerers stood in the smoke, observing and recording.

After a while, all the summaries were gathered in Mu Feng's hands.

The Sitianjian alchemy has a history of a hundred years, and these nearly standard operating procedures are unique.

Mu Feng looked through it slowly. He didn't dare to miss any mistakes and read it very carefully.

Wei An and Huai Qing were waiting on the side.

After a long while, Mu Feng started shouting, "Take three pieces of honeycomb coal of type A-6 and type C-9, prepare the honeycomb coal stove, prepare the stove and water."

A group of warlocks showed excitement on their faces. The moment had finally arrived. They moved quickly and quickly arranged everything.

Finally, it’s just a simple combustion comparison.

Mu Feng took the field himself, using a sand clock as a tool.

This time, they waited until the sky was filled with red clouds, and then handed the final summary to Wei An.

"Master Wei, Princess, number A-6 takes longer to burn and costs more; number C-9 takes shorter to burn and costs less."

Obviously, the difference in burning time and cost between the two is difficult to compare.

Mu Fengcai gave the final decision to Wei An and Huai Qing.

"Your Highness." Wei An handed the summary to Huai Qing.

The latter asked while flipping through the pages, "What do you think of choosing?"

Wei An looked at Mu Feng, wanting to see his attitude.

The latter has absolutely no inclination and it doesn't matter at all.

After thinking for a while, Wei An said, "Since both have their advantages, let's buy both. When selling, raise the price of the one with higher cost by a lot."

Huaiqing heard this and nodded with a smile.

The idea coincided with hers.

"Get the honeycomb coal and the honeycomb coal stove ready." Huai Qing instructed the guards beside him, and then said to Wei An, "I will go to the palace and ask my father to facilitate this matter."

Wei An nodded. "That's perfect. I have something else to ask the Supervisor, so I'd like to ask for his opinion."

(End of this chapter)