Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 72 Zhuge Zheng I
After pondering for a moment, Lu Xiaofeng said: "We have two things to do now."

"One is to find out the origin of the counterfeit banknote printing plate, and the other is to find this printing plate."

"It sounds simple," Han Fei said.

"It's just what it sounds like." Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly:
"According to what Zhu Ting said, the only person in the world who can still make this kind of printing plate is his senior brother Yue Qing."

"The problem is, this person has been dead for several years.

Han Fei said, "Then how to check?"

In fact, he already knew who was behind the scenes, but of course it was impossible to say it directly.

"Let's divide into two groups. I'll go find the source of the printing plate, and you go get the printing plate back." Lu Xiaofeng continued.

"How do I know where the printing plate is?"

This time Han Fei didn't lie, he really didn't know where the printing plate was.

Although he knew that the real culprit was Loma, he no longer remembered the details of the case.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "I have already found out that tomorrow, printing plates will appear in Wuyue Restaurant."

"I think, with your skill, it's not a big problem to get things."

Han Fei said confidently: "As long as your information is correct, it's not a big problem to get the things back."

"That's good, I wish us the best of luck."

Lu Xiaofeng picked up a glass of wine, touched Han Fei, and drank it down.

Now that the matter has been settled, it is time to get out of prison.

It's impossible to solve the case in this prison.

Then, Lu Xiaofeng yelled towards the outside of the cell.

After a while, two police officers came over, and they released the iron cuffs on Lu Xiaofeng's hands.

Looking at this proficient process, you can know that they have actually discussed it long ago.

Lu Xiaofeng touched his red wrist, and introduced to Han Fei:
"These two are Jiang Long and Luo Ma, who are known as the Flying Dragon and Iron Horse in the world."

Han Fei arched his hands: "I have admired your name for a long time."

Among the arresters, the thinner one quickly returned the salute:
"Thank you, the name of Han Shaoxia is the real thunder, I, Jiang Long, admire it very much!"

This is Jiang Long, and the fatter one next to him is naturally Luo Ma, who is the real culprit behind the counterfeit money case...

The few people separated quickly, after all, the circumstances of this incident were serious, and the imperial court hastened to rush them away.

There was no time for them to gossip and reminisce.

……

Since the counterfeit banknote printing board will show up tomorrow, of course today is a good time to have fun.

Han Fei walked all the way along the river until night fell and the sun disappeared.

This capital city is indeed more prosperous than any place he has been to before.

Even though it is dark now, the whole city is still brightly lit.

Pedestrians and tourists come and go in an endless stream, and the vendors hawking are still loud.

Who would have thought that such a prosperous scene would happen in a dynasty that had gone downhill a lot.

"Did you know? This year's Green Bamboo Poetry Fair will start in three days."

A voice caught Han Fei's attention. He turned his head and saw a group of people dressed as scholars talking.

"So what if it's started? Every year's poetry fair is very boring." Another person said.

"This year is different." The man showed an expression that none of you could understand.

"What's different?"

"That's right, don't be fooled."

The crowd wondered.

"This year's Green Bamboo Poetry Club is organized by Mr. An, and talents and beauties from all over the country are invited to compete." The man said triumphantly.

"Master An? You mean the God of Wealth from the An family?"

"Yes."

"That's really a big deal. With this God of Wealth here, it seems that this year's poetry fair is really not easy."

Immediately afterwards, there was another discussion, they discussed whether they were qualified to participate in the poetry meeting.

"An Shigeng? He really has nothing to do."

Han Fei shook his head, he could only sigh, it's nice to be rich.

However, Han Fei was indeed interested in this poetry meeting, so it must be a good place to have fun.

But it's a pity that he can't be an official copy like the protagonists of those novels.

After all, this is the Ming Dynasty. According to history, Tang poems already existed.

At this time, if you go up and recite "Moonlight in front of the bed", you will be ashamed.

Then, he continued to travel in the night market and tasted various delicacies.

To be honest, he may be more interested in food than women.

……

the next day.

Han Fei put on the black clothes with the logo early in the morning, took the Baihong sword, and went straight to Wuyue Restaurant after making a fuss about it.

He had a hunch that he would definitely do it today.

After all, this counterfeit banknote printing plate is so important, it is impossible for him to be the only one interested.

Leaving aside those who are trying to solve the case, other court departments, even those with ulterior motives, are probably not in the minority.

Isn't printing money better than stealing money?
Arriving at Wuyue Restaurant, Han Fei found a place with a wide view on the second floor and sat down.

Then, he ordered a bowl of lean meat porridge, two cages of siu mai, and a plate of pastries, and ate it happily.

Eating while waiting for the so-called printing plate to arrive.

Because he came early, there was no one in the whole restaurant, and he was quiet.

Gradually, the number of people increased, some shouted and shouted, some remained silent, and some gathered in groups.

It looked like they were students, businessmen and ordinary street vendors.

But Han Fei knew that these were all appearances.

They are actually warriors from all over the world. Although they hide well, they can't hide from the emperor's favor.

Your eyes can deceive you, your senses can deceive you, but Tianzi Wangqi can't.

If nothing else, they all came for the counterfeit banknote printing plates.

Just as Han Fei thought, the printing of counterfeit banknotes was a big deal, and everyone wanted to participate in it and get some benefits.

He has already heard that the current emperor has issued an order, which department will be the first to crack the case of counterfeit banknotes.

The top consul of the department can be promoted by half a rank, those above the sixth rank will be promoted by two ranks, and everyone below the sixth rank will be promoted by one rank.

Moreover, the monthly allowance is doubled, and the funds for the entire department to maintain operations will increase by [-]%.

Once this kind of condition comes out, how can those people sit still, who doesn't like to be promoted and get rich?

As for non-official people, they also have eyes shining on this printing plate.

When you get this thing, you don’t print money yourself, even if you bring it out for negotiation, you will definitely have the right to speak.

Han Fei could sense that in the restaurant at this time, except for these guys and a few people who actually came to eat.

Half of them possess martial arts, they seem to be casual, but in fact they are watching all directions with vigilant expressions.

After a while, there were more people in the inn.

Among them, there is a very powerful breath.

Han Fei looked, and several familiar figures appeared in front of him.

Iron hands, ruthless, life-seeking, and cold-blooded, are the four famous arresters of the Shenhou Mansion.

Among them, there is an old man with a goatee and a smile.

If Han Fei guessed correctly, this person should be the head of Shenhou Mansion - Zhuge Zhengwo.

The aura just now came from him.

This Zhuge Zhengwo is a disciple of Wei Qingqing, who is a student of Zizai Sect. He has excellent talent and understanding.

The original half-broken brocade is even more extraordinary, and he also has many wonderful martial arts skills, such as Buddha's palm, ten-finger sword skill, strange invisibility and so on.

In addition, that "stunning shot" is indeed amazing.

"As expected, Zhuge corrected me."

Han Fei could sense that this Zhuge Zhengwo was already at the peak of heaven and man, and he was the person with the highest cultivation besides Han Fei present.

You know, Zhuge Zheng is only five or sixty years old, he is much younger than Namo Grotto and others.

However, what Han Fei cared more about was...

　I have a question to ask you all.

　　Some martial arts are quite interesting, but their reputation is not high.

　　Many people may not have seen it.Is anyone interested?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)