During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the inner palace and the inner transport warehouse
"Search, you must search it out. It is what Eunuch Feng wants. You must not throw it away."
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In the important area of the inner transportation warehouse, countless Dongchang fans and Jinyiwei are looking for something anxiously.
Among them, an old eunuch with gray hair and purple official uniform was sitting in the inner treasury, drinking tea constantly, with a gloomy face that could drip water.
"You can't lose things, you must not lose them. The internal transportation warehouse has always been under the jurisdiction of my Dongchang. If you lose the things that Eunuch Feng wants, my job as a factory owner will be over." The old eunuch in purple clothes is called Gu Jinfu.
, it was the Dongchang admiral eunuch who made all the civil and military officials in the court frightened by his existence.
The background of Eunuch Feng in his mouth was even greater. Eunuch Feng was named Feng Bao. He entered the palace during the Jiajing period, took charge of the Dongchang and the Royal Horse Supervisor during the Longqing period. Emperor Wanli came to the throne and served as the Chief of Ceremonies and the eunuch.
This veteran of three dynasties had such a status among eunuchs that it would not be an exaggeration to call him an ancestor.
Even though Gu Jinfu was in charge of Dongchang, he was also a son and grandson in front of Eunuch Feng. When Eunuch Feng was the admiral of Dongchang, he was still picking up horse manure in the Royal Horse Prison.
Thinking of Eunuch Feng's methods, Gu Jinfu shuddered, slammed the teacup on the ground, and said sharply: "I searched carefully and couldn't find anything. We want your heads."
"Replying to my father-in-law, we have searched everything and found nothing." A man with a Qianhu waist badge knelt on one knee in front of Gujinfu, sweat dripping from his face to the ground.
Gujinfu was furious when he heard the sound, smashed the Eight Immortals table in front of him with one palm, turned around and roared at an old eunuch who was kneeling behind him: "Cao Ji, as a young eunuch of the inner transport warehouse, what crime do you deserve?"
"Eunuch Gu, have mercy on me. I saw what you want three days ago. It's impossible." Before the old eunuch named Cao Ji could finish his sentence, he saw a slap coming quickly.
puff!!
The red blood stained the white screen. The old eunuch fell heavily to the ground and kept coughing up blood: "How come there is no more blood?"
Cao Ji was beaten to death with one palm, but Gu Jinfu was still angry and said through gritted teeth: "I don't regret dying for something. If I can't hand it over, what can I do? What should I do?"
"Eunuch, there is one sentry every three steps and one post every five steps inside the palace. If something is lost, it cannot be taken by outsiders. I would like to suggest that you go check the personnel list immediately. Who has been to the inner transport warehouse in the past three days? I believe it will be
It's rewarding." Jin Yiwei Qianhu knelt on the ground and carefully observed Gu Jinfu's expression.
Gu Jinfu's eyes lit up, he patted Qianhu's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile: "Well, Ouyang Quan, you are indeed a clever guy, go and do it quickly."
Ouyang Quan strode away, and half an hour later, he came back in a hurry.
"Father, I have already checked. Lin Zhennan, the commander of Jinyiwei, came to the inner transportation warehouse three days ago. I also found out that Lin Zhengnan resigned and returned to his hometown yesterday, and a group of people went to his hometown in Fuzhou.
"Ouyang Quan reported loudly, not missing any opportunity to shine.
Hearing such an answer, Gu Jinfu finally showed a slight smile and said: "Well done, as long as you can get the things back, the position of Jinyiwei commanding the affairs will be yours."
"Thank you, father-in-law. May I ask my father-in-law, what is this?"
Ouyang Quan looked up with joy on his face, and saw Gu Jinfu taking a breath and saying in a deep voice: "Secrets of the Martial Arts, Sunflower Book"
fuzhou
"Baozi, hot buns, one penny each."
"Uncle, please do well. The old man hasn't eaten for two days. Please take pity on me."
"A young swordsman, about twenty-seven or eighty years old, entered Qingfeng Village with one man and one sword. He thought there were hundreds of thieves in Qingfeng Village. Guess what happened?"
Walking on the streets of Fuzhou City, Wang Xudong looked around and saw that he was dressed like a rich man.
It has been two days since he traveled back in time. Wang Xu has not gained anything yet except that he knows that this place was during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty and there were many people who knew kung fu.
What kind of world is this? A metamorphic world in movies, an imaginary world in novels, or a simulated world in TV dramas. Wang Xu is still confused.
After so many time travels, Wang Xu can basically be sure that the location where he opens the shuttle door is usually not far from where the main plot line takes place.
But after wandering around for two days, Wang Xu didn't find anyone or anything that caught his special attention, let alone find the protagonist of this world and understand what world he was in.
"Waiter, here are three steamed buns, a jug of good wine, and half a pound of beef." Wang Xu walked into a restaurant and sat near the window.
There were many people having breakfast in the restaurant. In addition to a few people dressed as merchants, there were also a few people dressed as heroes.
These heroes carry swords, drink heavily, eat large pieces of meat, and noisily brag about five invitations and six invitations.
Wang Xu sat there and listened for a while. A man wearing a bamboo hat said that he had killed countless people with his sharp sword. With one blow of the sword, the heads fell off, and the heads that fell to the ground could still speak.
Another person said that his sword skills were very powerful and he once again encountered a frightened cow on the road. He cut the cow into two halves with one strike without any blood on his body.
After listening for a while, Wang Xu shook his head slightly, who can't brag?
The guy who said he was a fast swordsman became so confused after a few sips of wine that he couldn't even pick up peanuts with chopsticks. You can imagine how bad his swordsmanship is.
Another person said that he was very powerful with a knife. He was skinny, his eyes were dull, his limbs were weak, and he might not even dare to go out in a Category 3 wind. He cut a cow into two pieces with one knife. Is that you?
"Look, someone is competing, come and watch!"
"It's Chief Xue of the Storm Sword, and Zhang Laosan, the policeman. How did these two people meet together?"
"Boss Xue Da is a school captain. Can Zhang Laosan beat him?"
"This is not necessarily true. Zhang Laosan is a lay disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. When he was young, he studied under his master and learned arts."
The crowd on the street suddenly started drinking. Wang Xu leaned out the window and looked out, and saw a man dressed as a police officer, confronting a strong man.
Soon, the strong man moved first, holding a long sword in his hand, and slashed at Zhang Laosan's head and face.
Well, it's just a slap in the face. This word is not wrong at all.
Wang Xu knew at a glance that these two people knew some kung fu, but they only seemed to know how to do it, and they were only slightly better than ordinary people.
The two of them started to fight each other for a while while standing on the street, causing people around them to cheer and cheer.
After thirty or forty moves, the two stood on the street, looked at each other, smiled, you praised me a few words, I praised you a few words, and walked hand in hand into a restaurant to drink.
Immediately, the surrounding onlookers began to comment one by one, and even so-called masters showed up to explain the moves and routines of the two.
The passers-by listened in awe. Occasionally, there were a few who said something bad, which immediately attracted a burst of ridicule. They were scolded by everyone and could not hold their heads up.
"The martial arts of these two people are a bit inferior, but you can see people competing in martial arts anywhere, which can be regarded as a bit of a martial arts." Wang Xu slowly withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "Second servant, please serve the wine.