Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Prison



Dafeng Jingzhao Prefecture, prison.

Xu Qian'an woke up and smelled the damp and rotten smell in the air, which made him feel slightly uncomfortable and his stomach acid surged.

What's the matter with this stench? The Husky at home ran to the bed and pooped again... Judging from the degree of odor, I'm afraid it didn't poop on my head...

Xu Qian'an has a dog at home, a Husky, commonly known as Erha.

After ten years of drifting in Beijing, he was lonely. This person, after being lonely for a long time, will inevitably want to raise a dog for comfort and entertainment... Not physically.

Opening his eyes and looking around, Xu Qian'an was stunned.

The walls were built of stones, and there were three square windows as big as bowls. He lay on a cold and tattered straw mat. The sun shone through the square windows on his chest, and dust floated in the beams.

Where am I?

Xu Qian'an pondered for a moment in the confusion of doubting his life, and then he really doubted his life.

I traveled through time...

Memories surged like a tidal wave, without giving him a chance to react, forcefully inserted into his brain, and flowed quickly.

Xu Qiyan, courtesy name Ningyan, was a constable in Changle County Yamen under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Prefecture in the Dafeng Dynasty. His monthly salary was two taels of silver and one stone of rice.

His father was an old soldier who died in the "Shanhai Battle" nineteen years ago, and then his mother also died of illness... Thinking of this, Xu Qiyan felt a little relieved.

As we all know, people who have lost both parents are not simple.

"I didn't expect that I would still be unable to escape the fate of being a policeman after living again?" Xu Qiyan had a toothache.

In his previous life, he graduated from the police academy, successfully entered the system, and held a golden rice bowl.

However, although Xu Qiyan took the path chosen by his parents for him, his heart was not in the profession of public servant.

He liked to be unrestrained, free, and indulged in luxury, and liked a sentence in Ji Xianlin's diary: --

So he resigned and went into business.

"But why am I in prison?"

He tried to digest his memories and soon understood his current situation.

Xu Qian'an was raised by his second uncle since he was a child. Because he practiced martial arts all year round, he had to spend more than 100 taels of silver every year, so his aunt disliked him.

After reaching the peak of refining essence at the age of 18, he stagnated. Under the pressure of his aunt, he moved out of Xu's house and lived alone.

Through his uncle's relationship, he got a job as a constable in the government office. He had a good life at first, but who would have thought...

Three days ago, the second uncle in green robe, who was a seventh-rank official working in the Imperial Sword Guard, escorted a batch of tax silver to the Ministry of Revenue. An

accident occurred on the way and the tax silver was lost.

A full 150,000 taels of silver.

The court and the public were shocked. The emperor was furious and personally ordered that Xu Pingzhi be beheaded in five days, and the three clans of relatives were implicated. The males were exiled to the frontier and the females were sent to the Jiaofang Division.

As Xu Pingzhi's nephew, he was dismissed from his post as a constable and thrown into the Jingzhao prison.

Two days!

In two days, he will be exiled to the miserable and desolate borderland and spend the rest of his life in toil.

"It's hell mode from the beginning..." Xu Qiyan felt a chill on his back and his heart sank. This world is under the rule of a feudal dynasty, without human rights. What is the border? It is desolate and has a bad climate. Most of the prisoners sent to the border do not live for more than ten years. And more people die on the way due to various accidents and diseases before they reach the border.

Thinking of this, Xu Qiyan's scalp exploded and he felt cold.

"System?"

After a moment of silence, Xu Qiyan's tentative voice sounded in the silent prison.

The system ignored him.

"System... System dad, come out." Xu Qiyan's voice was anxious.

Silence.

There is no system, there is no system!

This means that he has almost no way to change the status quo. In two days, he will be shackled and sent to the border. With his physique, he should not die on the way.

But this is not a good thing. He was exploited in his life as a tool and died in the end...

Too terrible, too terrible!

Xu Qian'an's beautiful fantasy of traveling through ancient times was shattered like a bubble, and there was only anxiety and fear.

"I must find a way to save myself. I can't just die like this."

Xu Qian'an paced around in the small prison, like an ant on a hot pot, like a beast caught in a trap, thinking hard about countermeasures.

I am at the peak of refining essence, and my physical fitness is scary... But in this world, I belong to the unyielding silver, and escaping from prison is impossible...

Rely on clans and friends?

The Xu family is not a big family, and the clansmen are scattered all over the place. And a full 150,000 taels of tax silver were robbed. Who dares to beg for mercy at this critical moment?

According to Dafeng Law, if you make amends for your mistakes, you can be exempted from

the death penalty!

Unless you find the silver back....

Xu Qian'an's eyes suddenly lit up, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

He graduated from a serious police academy, with rich theoretical knowledge, clear logic, strong reasoning ability, and has read countless cases.

Perhaps you can try to solve the case, recover the silver, and make meritorious service.

But then, the light in his eyes dimmed.

If you want to solve the case, you must first read the files and understand the details of the

case. Then you can investigate and solve the case.

Now he is in prison, and he will be sent to the border in two days!

No solution!

Xu Qian'an sat on the ground with his eyes blank.

He got drunk in the bar yesterday and woke up in prison. I think he might have died of alcohol poisoning before he traveled through time.

God gave him the opportunity to travel through time, not to let him live again, but because he thought his death was too easy?

In ancient times, exile was the most severe punishment after the death penalty. Although he was beaten by society in his previous life, he lived in a peaceful and prosperous

era. How good is it to be reborn? Without saying a word, he stole his parents' savings and

bought a house.

Then he cooperated with his mother to break the hand of his father who loved stock speculation, so that he could not be a leek.

At this time, the sound of chains scratching came from the end of the dark corridor. It should

be the door opening.

Then there were footsteps.

A jailer led a haggard and handsome scholar and stopped in front of Xu Qiyan's cell door.

The jailer glanced at the scholar: "Half an incense stick of time."

The scholar bowed to the jailer, watched the jailer leave, and turned around to face Xu Qiyan.

The scholar wore a moon-white robe, with long black hair tied in a jade hairpin. He looked

very handsome, with sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and thin lips.

Xu Qian'an's memory of this person emerged in his mind.

Xu family's second son, Xu Xinnian.

The second uncle's biological son, Xu Qian'an's cousin, passed the imperial examination this

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Xu Xinnian looked at him calmly: "The soldiers who escorted you to the border took three hundred taels from me. This is the only silver left in our family. You can go with peace of

mind. There will be no accidents on the way."

"What about you?" Xu Qian'an said this sentence inexplicably. He remembered that the original owner and this cousin did not have a good relationship.

Because of his aunt's dislike for him, except for the second uncle, the rest of the Xu family did not like Xu Qian'an very much. At least the cousins would not show too close to him.

In addition, in the original owner's memory, this cousin was also a strong mouth king who

was good at speaking sweet words.

Xu Xinnian said impatiently: "I have been stripped of my official title, but I have the

protection of the teachers in the academy, so I don't need to be exiled. Just take care of yourself. When you go to the border, control your temper and live one year at a time."

Xu Xinnian studied at the famous Bailu Academy in Kyoto, and was highly regarded. He was also a newly promoted scholar. Therefore, after his second uncle got into trouble, he was not imprisoned, but was not allowed to leave Kyoto. He had been running around for many days.

Xu Qian'an was silent. He didn't think Xu Xinnian would be better than himself. He was afraid that not only would he be stripped of his official title, but he would also be a slave, and his descendants would not be able to take the imperial examinations and turn over a new leaf. Moreover, in two days, the women of the Xu family would be sent to the Jiaofang Division and

humiliated.

Xu Xinnian was a scholar. How could he still have the face to live in the capital? Perhaps being exiled to the border would be a better choice.

Xu Qi'an's heart moved, he rushed forward a few steps, and clasped the iron fence with both

hands: "You want to commit suicide?!"

Uncontrollably, sadness surged in my heart... I don't even know him.

Xu Xinnian said expressionlessly: "What does it have to do with you."

After a pause, he lowered his eyes slightly, not looking at his cousin, and his expression

became softer: "Live."

After saying that, he stepped away resolutely!

"Wait!" Xu Qi'an stretched out his hand through the fence and grabbed his sleeve.

Xu Xinnian paused and looked at him in silence.

"Can you get the file? The file of the tax silver missing case."