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Cijiu!

What are you doing?

Wait.

Close the door first.

Everyone, leave.

Everyone, leave.

Leave one person here.

Don't all go close the door.

Cijiu.

What are you thinking?

Ningyan, help me out.

One, two, go.

Step on my shoulders.

Xinnian.

Use this. Use this.

My hair is stuck.

His hair is stuck. It's stuck. His hair is stuck.

It's loose.

I'm out.

I'm feeling dizzy.

You're falling.

Mrs. Ma.

What's going on?

I heard clattering inside.

Is everything okay?

It's fine.

The chair fell to the ground.

Goodbye.

What's the matter now?

You forgot your little one.

Just put her on the ground.

Goodbye.

Son,

are you okay?

How did you guys come back?

Did the neighbors see me hanging myself?

No, no.

Then I'm relieved.

Xinnian,

the neighbors said

you hung yourself.

What's that? Is it something tasty?

Physician,

please save my son.

He's been unconscious on this bed.

You're back.

You're fine now?

What could happen to me?

Physician,

is someone in my family sick?

Well...

You're sick?

Is it serious?

Not very serious.

That's good.

That's good.

Then...

Let's go.

Your clothes are really dirty.

What's going on?

The living conditions here are too harsh.

How dare you sneak a bite?

Granny Bu will knock your teeth out.

Sister.

Hurry up and go call Father and Mother to the table.

Father and Mother are taking care of Xinnian.

Then, go call Ningyan for dinner.

(Why don't I have any memory of the original owner's past?)

(But I can remember his family.)

I finally got promoted to manager,

but I ended up here now,

making things easier for Zhu.

I haven't used up the money on my card.

I haven't read a chapter of the three novels

I just downloaded them from Qidian.

What kind of place is this?

What dynasty is this?

There are even magic spells?

I'm not seriously stuck here, am I?

No.

I can't die without figuring everything out.

Just have a bite.

No, I want food from Moon Resto.

I just want food from Moon Resto.

Don't move.

You always come at mealtime.

If I don't come, how can I eat?

Your cooking skills have improved.

This dish is really delicious.

What's wrong with Xinnian?

He even hung himself just now.

This is called transient neurogenic amnesia.

When the patient suffers a major blow

in certain situations,

their memory might completely disappear.

However, their basic skills

won't be affected,

and nothing will be wrong

with their behavior and actions.

No seat for me, huh?

Bro, move a bit.

I was wondering

why I still feel dizzy.

There's no cutlery for me either.

Can you lend me this?

Right, just rest well.

It's no big deal.

But don't bring up the past.

It could cause memory confusion

and cause sequelae.

(Ningyan is being so kind today.)

(He actually helped me.)

Sis,

why do you keep staring at me?

I just feel like you're different now.

You speak and act differently.

The old you couldn't have solved cases.

Yeah.

I'm also confused.

Ningyan,

how did you solve this case?

This is what happened.

So, our family was released.

I see.

Why didn't I think of it?

You're a blockhead.

You can't even measure things properly.

Uncle Pingzhi,

weren't you there

when they counted the money?

Lu give me a pot of osmanthus wine, right?

You guys know

my drinking capacity.

It's bottomless.

I just drank a few cups.

Why didn't you say so in your confession?

I didn't think

such a trivial matter would be...

Trivial?

It almost killed our whole family.

And you think it's trivial?

I was foolish.

I'll never drink again.

Mother,

the stars look so beautiful tonight.

So many stars.

Failed again.

I told you it was the salt.

I just saw Senior Wan boil the salt.

These people

are actually making fake silver.

Caiwei.

It's Senior Caiwei.

Senior Caiwei.

His Majesty told us to make fake tax silver.

We're told it's highly powerful.

It explodes when it touches water.

But we keep failing to make it.

We have no clue.

Senior Caiwei, please enlighten us.

Senior Caiwei,

you've seen the process of making fake tax silver.

Why did we fail?

- Yeah. - Right.

It looks alright.

That's how it was made back then.

This is an ancient alchemy.

It's deep and obscure.

It's not something you

can learn just by talking about it here.

It requires a higher level of expertise

to succeed more efficiently.

Let me teach you a chant.

Remember it well.

Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium,

boron, carbon, and nitrogen.

Hydrogen, helium...

What does this mean?

I don't know what it means either.

Anyway, Xu Qi'an told me this.

He's the nephew of Xu Pingzhi, a Green Robe of the Imperial Guards.

You can ask him.

By the way,

he's the one

who made the fake silver.

Master.

Caiwei, you're here.

Master.

What exactly

is the metal sodium?

I don't know.

Are there things in this world that you don't know?

Oh, I don't know many things.

I don't even know

where those little thieves

from 19 years ago went.

Here it comes again.

Master, you always say those thieves are hateful,

but you never tell me who they are,

or what they stole.

They stole something very important.

Master,

you don't tell me what you know,

and instead, you cast a mist before me.

It's really annoying.

Well, Master,

with your cultivation,

you can see through the past and the future,

know everything, and do anything.

You must know

why Xu Qi'an

can perform alchemy, right?

Well,

(Today,)

(it's the seventh day since I came to this world.)

(I've gradually accepted)

(the reality that I can't go back.)

(I've passively accepted this place,)

(but I've actively figured out my future.)

(Overall,)

(it's pretty much the same as my previous team.)

(Everything is within range.)

(That way,)

(I can carry out my plan with ease.)

(As for the original owner's family,)

(they seem to treat me pretty well.)

(Uncle Pingzhi, of course,)

(treats me like his own son.)

(He's a 7th Rank Imperial Guard.)

(He's actually a civil servant.)

(He may look impressive outside,)

(but at home,)

(he's henpecked.)

To save us,

Cijiu has given away

all the money

in the house.

What

should we do now?

Yeah.

What now?

Get up.

Stretch out your right leg.

Lift it.

I was just about to give it to you.

That'll be recorded

as the monthly salary from last month.

It's from this month.

Last month. Last month.

(Aunt...)

(She's not so easy to deal with.)

(She's like the financial director who left.)

(As for the two sisters,)

(one is a kind and capable office lady.)

(She's organized,)

(clever, nimble,)

(and takes care of everything.)

(She may look mature for her age,)

(but she's still innocent.)

(She's at the age of first love.)

(As for the little sister,)

(she's more of a mascot.)

(Or rather,)

(she's a two-legged glutton.)

(By the way,)

(I almost forgot the younger brother.)

(He is a scholar,)

(but he looks like just a nerdy writer.)

A man's pen

is worth a thousand gold.

No, I need to observe more.

(He might be hiding his great potential.)

(From today on,)

(I am not Yang Ling.)

(I) (I am Xu Qi'an.)

(In my past life,)

(I gave up my dreams for the sake of life.)

(But here,)

(with my advantages of nine-year compulsory education)

(and all the practical knowledge in my head,)

(I'm sure I can revive my dreams.)

How is it?

Did you all understand?

Anyway, this is my plan.

I'm going to make money.

You all need to make money too.

I know my plan is still not perfect.

You won't understand things like asset management,

joint ventures, and IPOs.

But don't worry.

Please believe that I can pull this off.

After all, many famous people made their fortunes

when no one believed in them.

Lingyue,

rub the clothes clean.

Got it.

Xinnian,

I heard you're at some academy, right?

Yunlu Academy.

How about this?

Help me with the initial capital.

Once business gets bigger,

you can just count the money in your little house.

Uncle Pingzhi,

I heard you're some guard.

Is that a big position?

I'm an Imperial Guard.

Help me out,

and I'll make you a small shareholder.

Little one, do you have any New Year money?

Give me.

When I make money, I'll buy you a cart of pears.

No.

Sis,

you're managing the family money, right?

Give me a little,

and I'll give you ten percent of the profits.

Ten percent of what?

Aunt, quiet.

I'm just thinking of the family.

Alright then.

Lingyue.

Ningyan, your work clothes.

What does this mean?

You owe us decades of monthly payments,

plus the rent for your side house,

totaling 632 liang and five qian.

If you truly care for the family,

change into proper clothes,

and go back to the yamen

to work off your debt.

As a constable?

I'll never work as a constable.

In this life, I'll never work as a constable.

Uncle, didn't I make myself clear?

Hurry and persuade your wife.

Hurry up.

If you're late for roll call, you'll be fined.

You...

Sis, stop pretending you didn't hear it.

Help me out here.

When I make money, I'll open you a store.

You won't have to wash the clothes.

You'll wear...

Go play with the rocking horse.

Xu Ningyan.

Help!

She's going to kill me!

Don't run, you little brat!

Aunt, save me!

Stop her!

(No one can stop me from making money.)

(In my calculations,)

(it should be the fifth day of the third month,)

(Year of the Rat today.)

(My business plan officially starts.)

(People in this world use cement to build houses too.)

(They even have mirrors.)

Do you want a mirror?

(I finally understand)

(why the invention plan didn't succeed.)

(Everything's been made by the Astronomical Bureau.)

(Inventions don't work.)

(I can still do business.)

(I believe that soon enough,)

(I'll have a bright future.)

Think it through before you speak.

My patience has limits.

Sir,

my patience also has limits.

Will you buy it or not?

You've eaten a jin of chestnuts.

They're all hells.

Shells.

I never said I wouldn't buy any.

What's your profit on this?

Just tell me, sir.

The cost is 15 qian. I sell for 20.

The profit is only five qian.

(I've had another idea.)

(If I write all the wuxia novels and online novels)

(from the future,)

(I'll make money even while lying down.)

(I'm going to make money) (Oh, my.)

(I give up.)

(There are millions of words in a novel.)

(I'd have to write it with a brush.)

(It's not realistic.)

(And I can't even remember the content.)

(Alright.)

(The plan is temporarily shelved.)

Actually, business isn't that easy.

I should think this over.

Hurry!

Yes.

Changle County's Speed Xu Qi'an.

Fine.

Let me observe a day at work first.

Only by immersing myself in Dafeng can I find business opportunities.

So lucky.

I found money even before work.

Did someone drop money?

Did someone drop money?

Did someone drop money?

No one? I'll take it.

What bad luck!

I can't solve this case.

And now, I even lost money.

Don't let me catch the jerk who took my money,

or I'll kick him to death.

Xu Qi'an.

Why are you back?

Didn't you get exiled?

So,

the tax silver case

has been solved?

Ningyan,

you don't know.

In the few days you've been in prison,

a murder occurred on Kangping Street.

The victim was a powerful merchant.

The County Governor was furious,

cursing at Constable Wang every day.

He even gave us a deadline to solve the case,

making Constable Wang a mess.

He can't even sleep now.

But don't worry.

Ningyan,

you were not here.

So, it has nothing to do with you.

I'll plead with the Governor.

No matter what,

I'll make sure you stay.

I swear I'll go through thick and thin

with my brothers.

How about

slacking for a while?

Slack?

You guys slack too?

I mean...

The case is hard anyway.

It's just a job.

Let's just slack

and relax a bit.

Let's relax.

It's good to slack.

Ningyan,

you're right.

We should

relax at work.

Don't worry.

We're only picking out

the scoundrels who commit crimes.

They're bad people.

(Slacking?)

(It means looking for scapegoats here.)

Chief...

They're scoundrels,

but they don't deserve death, do they?

But didn't you say we should slack?

How about

you let me look at the case file?

Constable Xu, may I ask

who the killer is

and where they are?

The victim is Zhang Yourui.

He was a rich man on Kangping Street.

His first wife died early, leaving a son.

He later remarried a woman who was 20 years younger.

Twenty years younger.

Have you gotten anything?

An old husband and a young wife.

Xu Qi'an!

However,

killing is never right.

How did you two kill Zhang Yourui?

Come clean.

Why are you saying this?

How could I kill my father?

Listen.

Where were you at the time of the murder?

In the study.

Why weren't you sleeping with your wife?

I was reviewing accounts.

Any witnesses?

In the middle of the night,

how could there be witnesses?

Mrs. Zhang,

married Zhang Yourui for ten years without a kid.

Why are you only pregnant now?

Come clean.

Did you sleep with your stepson

and kill your husband?

My Lord,

I'm innocent.

My health has been poor.

I've been treating myself every day.

Finally, I'm pregnant with my husband's child.

How could you accuse me so unjustly?

You said you saw a shadow kill him and climb over the wall to escape,

but when the constables searched the garden today,

there were no footprints

or signs of disturbed plants. Why?

Well...

My Lord,

how would my mother know

the way for killer to enter the house?

The constables didn't find anything.

So, you want to blame

my mother and me?

(He's clear-minded.)

(He even turned the tables on us.)

(Zhang Xian looks like a tough nut to crack.)

Still twisting things.

Someone?

Yes.

Prepare the caning.

Yes.

My Lord!

We're innocent!

My Lord,

are you going to torture us for a confession?

My uncle is a Secretary at the Ministry of Rites.

My Lord,

aren't you afraid of being impeached?

How dare you!

So what if your uncle's a Secretary?

A Secretary...

A Secretary's

nephew

can't act recklessly

in court.

You go back.

Mr. Zhu was about to force a confession.

Everyone saw it, right?

We saw it.

You can't force a confession!

Release them! Release them!

We can't keep interrogating them like this.

I have an idea.

Alright.

Relax.

I'm here to help you.

You can call me.

Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu.

On the night of the murder,

when Zhang Yourui went out of town to collect rent,

you slept with your stepson.

But Zhang Yourui came back early

and caught you in the act.

I'll kill you, you shameless woman!

Father...

You killed Zhang Yourui

by accident.

I didn't!

I'm innocent!

To cover up your crime,

you dragged the body to the courtyard.

Zhang Xian even left footprints,

so you could

cover it up

as a theft gone wrong,

then concoct a story,

and have your relative smooth things over

and convince the constables.

Then you'd be at ease.

You thought you handled it perfectly,

but in fact,

there are flaws everywhere.

My Lord,

you can't talk nonsense like this.

Zhang Xian only left footprints going out

but not coming in.

If the thief had decent footwork,

they'd have activated their potential

and wouldn't have left any footprints.

That's one point.

Secondly,

Zhang Yourui died from a blunt instrument.

One strike killed him.

No weapon was found at the scene,

which means

the killer had the weapon with him.

Who would bring a blunt instrument

to commit theft?

It's just a hindrance.

You can't argue anymore, can you?

Thirdly,

after Zhang Yourui died,

his body was found in the courtyard,

lying face down, with his feet pointing outward.

The fatal wound was at the back of his head.

This suggests

the killer struck him from behind.

So, the thief must've been in the courtyard

and behind Zhang Yourui.

If it really were a thief,

they'd either stay still

or flee.

But they moved around to the back

and attacked when the victim was vulnerable.

They even killed him with one blow.

How could that be possible?

(I've scared her enough now.)

(The real key is coming up.)

Just now, when I came in,

the County Governor gave me a confession.

Zhang Xian's confession.

Open it.

What's wrong?

Are you afraid?

It details everything I've just said.

Zhang Xian knows there are too many flaws

and this time, he's doomed.

He's voluntarily confessed to the County Governor.

By the way,

he said that he was innocent,

that you forced everything

upon him,

and that it was you

who killed him.

He's willing to offer 500 liang of silver,

along with a favor

from Secretary Xu of his family.

We can use this confession as evidence

to close the case.

As I said,

I'm here

to help you.

As long as you confess honestly,

the County Governor has promised

to spare you

and your unborn child from death.

Really?

Really.

Jerk!

How dare he ask me to release him?

This is in my jurisdiction of Changle County!

A Secretary has no right to intervene!

During the Year of Capital Inspection,

he dared to openly block law enforcement.

He must have some backing.

I've heard

since Zhang Xian entered our yamen,

Secretary Xu

went to the Ministry of Justice.

He is

still there now.

To conclude,

we absolutely can't release him.

I think

if we release him first,

this matter will escalate.

Are you saying...?

I heard

the Guardian Silver Li Yuchun

is known for his integrity

and incorruptibility.

If he knew about this,

he might intervene.

Zhang Xian,

you can leave now.

Good poem.

Let me toast to you.

Ningyan, try this.

The chief ordered this for you.

It's crab-stuffed orange.

Thank you.

Everyone, eat.

The County Governor said

this case was

handled well,

and he would credit me

with a small merit.

I've worked here for many years,

but I've never heard him say this.

Fill the cups.

Brothers,

let's all toast

to Ningyan.

Ningyan,

you solved the case.

You deserve the main credit!

Right.

Thank you!

Ningyan,

you usually kept a low profile.

I didn't expect you to be so capable.

Tell us how you solved the case.

Tell us.

Actually, it wasn't anything special.

That woman is gullible

and timid.

When she saw...

When she saw the confession written by our chief,

she immediately confessed.

You're modest.

You're modest.

You're too modest.

Let's drink some more.

Chief,

I heard Zhang Xian was released.

Ningyan,

as Speeds,

our duty is done.

The rest is

up to the higher-ups.

Will they handle it?

Don't worry.

I'll toast to you again.

No, no, wait.

If this isn't handled well,

Mrs. Zhang is finished.

After all, she implicated Zhang Xian.

Don't worry.

Just keep your mind at ease.

I've seen it.

Registrar Xu has taken the confession

and is heading to Haoqi Tower.

Haoqi Tower?

Who are you?

I'm the Registrar of Changle County.

I'm Xu Jiuzhi,

here to meet Silver Li.

Mr. Li is not here.

He's out on official business.

So, Mr. Xu went to find reinforcements.

We need to be cautious.

Our small yamen

is right next to the big capital, full of powerful people.

Be careful.

Who exactly resides in Haoqi Tower?

Could they bring Zhang Xian down?

Are you drunk?

They're Guardians.

Guard...

Guardians?

It's dry now.

Be careful with fire.

You drink fake wine?

It's not that Guardian.

Then what is it?

You don't know the Guardian?

Catch the thief!

Chief!

What a jerk!

Are you still stealing?

Stealing, huh?

Guardians are the ones

who supervise the officials

and guard the capital.

They're heroes

we all admire.

They're like immortal figures.

Especially Lord Wei Yuan.

Wait for me for the interrogation.

Alright.

You'll understand once you get the chance to witness it.

The Governor praised our good work on the case

and rewarded us with a day off

tomorrow.

Let's split the bill for the wine later.

What?

Isn't this your rule?

But I haven't received my monthly salary.

Go Dutch.

Yes, just like you said.

Let's split it.

You're the leader here.

Sir,

I want a sweet drink.

Less sugar, please.

Please wait, sir.

Here, sir.

Take care.

Thank you, sir.

Why are you so nervous?

(A group of burly men came to the sweet drink shop,)

(but none of them had the sweet drink.)

(Something must be wrong.)

(It's a Grade II Merit.)

Take your sweet drink

and leave.

Something's indeed wrong.

I'm Changle County Constable,

on a lawful patrol.

Thirty strokes of the cane

for carrying weapons illegally.

Close the door.

Fifty strokes of the cane

for gathering people to fight!

You're asking for death.

Three years in prison for beating a yamen worker.

Chief, the prisoner carriage is here.

Let's do it.

You'll be killed

for saving a prisoner.

They're trying to save the prisoner!

Chief.

Retreat.

It's better to die.

If I die, maybe I can go back.

Kill him!

Do no wrong at night,

and fear no Guardians.

Guardians on a case.

Surrender now.