Xu Qi'an took a sip of wine, put down his cup, and looked around at the beautiful women. In a casual and relaxed tone, he said, "I accompanied Princess Huaiqing to a banquet that day, and was inspired to write this half of a poem."

His tone was light and free, as if this was just a trivial matter, but the courtesans were all moved by his words.

It was him... Ayah's speculation was confirmed, and she had a feeling that this was meant to be.

The Great Feng had no talented poets, and there were no outstanding works from Princess Huaiqing. Suddenly, there was a new great work, which was unusual.

However, when they heard the news, they couldn't connect it to Xu Qi'an. But when they heard what he had just said, and thought about his identity as a Nightwatcher and his extraordinary poetic talent, they dared to make a bold guess and were surprised to find out that they were right.

At present, no one in the Official Brothel Sector knew who the author of this poem was, but there were many curious people outside. Just this news alone was enough to attract a lot of attention.

"Xu Lang..." Fu Xiang looked at him affectionately with a charming gaze. For her, this was more attractive than any sweet words, as she loved poetry and literature.

The other courtesans, besides being amazed by Xu Qi'an's poetic talent, were also attracted to something else that was beyond the poetry itself.

...He could actually enter the palace and attend banquets with the princes and princesses.

This meant that Xu Qi'an was a confidant of a prince or princess, otherwise he wouldn't have been invited to the banquet. As a result, his value was not just in his poetry.

He was also handsome, a Nightwatcher, and had some power... Of course, the courtesans were used to seeing nobles and officials, so the power of a Nightwatcher was not a big deal. But if this Nightwatcher had remarkable talent and was highly valued by a prince or princess...

All of these factors combined made him more attractive than being a concubine to some middle-aged man.

"We can't let Fu Xiang have him so easily, we have to snatch him away... Now that Fu Xiang is the number one courtesan in the Official Brothel Sector, if she gets another poem, we'll never have a chance to stand out again..."

Thinking of this, the courtesans' smiles became more sincere, and they all looked at Xu Qi'an with affectionate and charming gazes.

The atmosphere in the reception hall instantly became hot.

After the drinking game ended, under the influence of alcohol, the courtesans began playing a game of hitting each other's fists. They rolled up their sleeves, revealing their delicate and white arms, and made cute fists.

Mainly because Xu Qi'an didn't mind, he gave them the courage.

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As night fell, the guests at the Official Brothel Sector increased, and then they noticed something strange.

Many courtesans had closed their doors to guests and weren't serving tea.

Someone went to find the madam, thinking that these girls were rebelling, but the madam wondered if they were trying to make more money by not opening their doors.

She sent someone to inquire, and found out that those courtesans who closed their doors had all gone to the Qingchi Courtyard. There were a total of eight of them, which meant that there were nine courtesans in the Qingchi Courtyard.

"What's going on?"

"From the sound of their voices... they seem very happy. Are they entertaining some big shot?""How is that possible? During the Jingcha period, which big shot would dare to play like this? Who would be stupid enough to hand over the handle to the enemy?"

"Maybe they're just fooling around together."

"What are you guessing for? Go ask them."

Someone knocked on the door of Qingchi Courtyard, and the young guard opened the door, shocked by the scene in front of him.

There were a dozen guests gathered outside Qingchi Courtyard.

"What are the ladies doing inside?" a young man in luxurious clothing asked with a deep voice, looking into the courtyard.

"Entertaining guests," the guard said.

The courtyard fell silent, and after a few seconds, someone with a strange expression said, "Which big shot is inside...if it's not convenient to reveal, forget it."

The guard thought for a moment. The guest inside was Xu Gongzi, not the big shot that the guests thought, so he didn't think there was anything to hide and said frankly, "It's not what you gentlemen think. The guest inside is Xu Gongzi."

Xu Gongzi?

Everyone looked at each other, searching their minds, but couldn't find anyone with that name.

Was there a noble or high-ranking official surnamed Xu in this dynasty?

The young man who knocked on the door frowned and asked, "Which Xu Gongzi?"

"Xu Qi'an, the one who wrote a poem for Fu Xiang," the guard said. He had been rewarded with three silver coins, so he was in a good mood and was happy to spread Xu Qi'an's name.

Him?

Several scholars present lit up at the mention of Xu Qi'an.

"We'll wait here. We might be able to witness a masterpiece poem."

At this, even those who were angry and jealous suppressed their emotions. Everyone present had status, and even if they were merchants, they had a heart for elegance.

"Nine flower courtesans serving, what a sight. Even the top scholars didn't receive such treatment."

"The top scholars dare not indulge in such luxury and extravagance."

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"Ding ding ding..."

The clear sound of several arrowless arrows accurately hit the pot three zhang away.

Xu Qi'an, blindfolded and turned away, took off the cloth strip and laughed heartily, hugging the two courtesans, Xiaoya and Mingyan, and kissing them wildly.

After kissing them, Xu Qi'an patted their buttocks and said, "I lost the bet. Let's drink."

The two courtesans twisted their waists, complaining that he was annoying, and obediently raised their cups to drink.

"I'm done playing. Being invincible is too lonely." Xu Qi'an pushed the two courtesans away. "Wait for me here. I'll be back after I go out and come back to fight you for three hundred rounds."

He rubbed his stomach, indicating that he needed to go to the bathroom.

The courtesans shouted from behind, "Hurry up and come back, sir."

As he left the room and closed the door, the cold wind hit him in the face, and Xu Qi'an restrained his flamboyant expression, exhaling a breath of air.

Looking around and seeing no one paying attention to him, he lightly jumped onto the wall, tore off a page of divination, and ignited it with his Qi.

Whoosh~

Looking up at the sky, two clear lights flashed in Xu Qi'an's eyes, then he restrained them, keeping the light in his pupils.Xu Qi'an came to the Official Brothel Sector for one purpose, which was to observe the qi here up close and hunt down demonic energy.

Heng Hui had already shown himself twice, causing chaos in the inner city. If anyone thought there were no demon races lurking in the city, they were wrong.

"Heng Hui is clearly a tool of the demon race, being used to achieve some goal. The demon race went to great lengths to release the seal, so they definitely won't let Heng Hui act recklessly... If it were me, I would definitely keep an eye on Heng Hui... Last time I observed demonic energy in the Official Brothel Sector, it would have been a coincidence if it happened only once. If not, the Official Brothel Sector is likely to be one of the strongholds of the demon race."

Xu Qi'an's eyes were clear and he scanned every corner of the Official Brothel Sector, looking for any abnormalities in the various types of qi, but he found nothing.

Finally, he cast his gaze on the Qingchi Courtyard in front of him, where the courtesans were located.

A wisp of green demonic energy wafted up, like green smoke.

Fuck... Xu Qi'an almost couldn't help but curse. He suddenly felt a chill and broke out in a cold sweat.

Were the demon races inside the room just now?

They were just drinking with me?

He felt like he was in a horror story, where the protagonist stayed overnight in the mountains and was warmly welcomed, only to wake up the next day in a deserted cemetery.

"Which one is the demon race... someone among the courtesans or maidservants? It can't be Fu Xiang, I've slept with her so many times, she can't be a demon race... And when I observed the demonic energy last time, I already checked her."

Xu Qi'an silently jumped off the wall and approached the wine house, where the door was not tightly closed. He looked inside through the crack.

He saw the woman emitting green demonic energy, not one of the courtesans, but the personal maid of Mingyan Courtesan.

It's her... Xu Qi'an instantly made an association. Why didn't he notice the demonic energy when she led Song Tingfeng and the others to play group games last time?

Did she use some method to shield the demonic energy... What is her purpose for lurking by Mingyan's side... Hmm, Mingyan may not be innocent, maybe she is an accomplice of the demon race... Thinking of this, she invited me to the Official Brothel Sector not just to flatter me.

Xu Qi'an immediately made a decision. He left the Qingchi Courtyard again and went straight to the small courtyard where Song Tingfeng was.

When he observed the qi earlier, he remembered the positions of Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao.

Jumping over the wall, he ignored the surprised questions of the maidservants and rushed in. He heard the sound of Old Song's coughing and taking medicine from inside the main bedroom.

The sound suddenly stopped, followed by Song Tingfeng's alert voice, "Who is it?"

"It's me." Xu Qi'an tapped on the door. "Come out, there's an emergency."

Old Song cursed and then there was a rustling sound of him getting dressed. In a moment, he opened the door in disarray.

"Old Song, go back to the yamen now and inform Jin Luo on duty to personally come to the Official Brothel Sector. Tell him there are demon races in the Qingchi Courtyard."Xu Qi'an quickly said, "Remember, you must make Jing Luo come over. I'm not very good at divination and can't accurately gauge the other party's strength. There are nine courtesans in the Qingchi Courtyard, and they are all defenseless. Oh, if the one on duty is surnamed Zhu, then you should go to the Sitian Monastery and find Song Qing instead."

Without saying anything extra, he believed that as long as Song Tingfeng truthfully reported the situation, with Jing Luo's rich experience, he would know what to do.

Song Tingfeng's face became more and more serious. The dissatisfaction and anger from earlier dissipated, and he went back to his room to retrieve his saber and copper gong. While tying his magical tools, he rushed out of the courtyard.

Xu Qi'an quickly returned to the Qingchi Courtyard, his lips curling into a frivolous smile, looking like he was having fun. He pushed open the door and said, "Ladies, I'm back."

He only glanced at the female demon who poured wine for his wife with the corner of his eye and immediately averted his gaze.

Xu Qi'an didn't dare to act rashly without being able to accurately gauge the other party's strength. Letting the other party escape was one thing, but he didn't want to see innocent courtesans get hurt.

Next, they played drinking games, recited poems, and threw dice, having a great time.

Who had a rounder butt, who had a softer chest, who had the slimmest waist, who was made of water... everything was clear.

But Xu Qi'an wasn't happy. On the contrary, he was a little anxious. He waited left and right, but an hour passed and Song Tingfeng still hadn't returned.

At this time, the female demon raised her head, looked at Xu Qi'an, and said softly, "It's late. Ladies, you should go back early. Will Master Xu be staying at my place tonight?"