In mid-March, Datong Town, Lingqiu County.

Lingqiu County is the Taiyuan Prefecture, through the Pingxing Pass, one of the main roads to Datong, to the northeast of Lingqiu, there is Ulzhou, to the southeast, is Guangchang, the two cities are the people's Datong Town, the military belongs to the Xuanfu Town's strange frame.

As early as the Western Han Dynasty, Lingqiu County was placed here, with King Zhao Wuling buried here, hence the name, the land here, is full of loess plateau hills, known as "nine points of mountains and rivers and one point of field", the people live quite poor, because there are many people and few places, so the business is quite prosperous.

Here is also one of the seventy-two castles of Datong Town, according to the rule, the city is more than four miles, more than three zhang high, stationed in the garrison, the county is one each, the army is less than a thousand, and because it is in the hinterland, the armament is relatively slack, and the special military households have fled a lot.

This dilapidated small city, there is only one cross street, the more lively place, is the City God Temple, the Confucian Temple, Wenchang Pavilion and other places, such as Xuanfu Town, the military fort city in Datong Town, the same stage is numerous, these places, is also a densely populated place.

At noon, there are many people near Wenchang Pavilion, pedestrians come and go, from time to time pass from your Excellency, in the cold wind outside the early spring, all of them are wrapped tightly in their shabby cotton jackets and leather robes.

On Wuyamen Street, not far from the pavilion to the east, on the side of a stage, several big men watched the Bangzi opera, while eating and drinking nonsense, chewing local sesame oil fried, and thick rice porridge.

Suddenly, a big man led by him moved his eyes, stood up and said in official words: "Are you all full?" ”

The rest of the men said in unison, "I'm full." ”

"Boss, cashier coupon or cashier?" The leader asked the owner of the stall.

The boss sighed: "I used to collect cash coupons, but now I don't dare to accept them." ”

The big man at the head took out a handful of copper coins from his arms, slapped them on the table and said, "Here you go!" ”

A group of people walked away.

The boss happily put it away, counted the copper plates, at least thirty percent more, and thought that these people who went out to run to help were generous, but it was a pity that he was very worried, otherwise he would have gone out to help.

A few big men swaggered and had sturdy figures, and although some green-skinned gangsters looked at them like outsiders, they didn't dare to provoke them easily.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, they turned around and turned into the alley of Yuefu Temple, and the two men with no strange faces and locals nodded their heads.

The crowd was silent, turned around eight times, and then turned into an alley and entered a dilapidated courtyard house.

Close the door, listen to the fact that there is no movement outside, nine people sit around, and the leader of the big man said in a deep voice: "Cui Qi, tell me the information you have discovered." ”

This big man is the head of the Datong area action group of the Military Investigation Bureau sent from outside the starting point city, named Fang Shuhong, who is now 28 years old.

The skinny man he was asked about was a supernumerary intelligence officer developed by the Investigation Bureau in Shanxi, named Cui Qi, a native of Jinzhong, Shanxi, who could speak various local dialects in Shanxi.

This Cui Qi is an empty child, that is, commonly known as a thief, he can disguise, ventriloquism, good at picking locks, and is an outstanding master of inquiring about news, spying on intelligence, and stealing confidential documents.

The thief also has ideals, the investigation bureau is well paid, and he is working for a court official like Wang Yue, and the future is bright, so Cui Qi is extremely hardworking.

Cui Qi said with a thick local accent: "I have found out clearly, this place in Lingqiu is one of the important places for profiteers to print fake silver yuan coupons, and the magistrate and garrison here have a deep friendship with everyone, so they turn a blind eye to their activities and close one eye, especially the garrison, which is the clansman of the Cao family in Taigu!" ”

He took out a brief map, put it on the table, and pointed to a guild hall on Xiyamen Street: "This guild hall was built more than ten years ago by Fan, Liang, Tian, Cao and other families, organized fellow villagers. I have already spied into the museum, and there are many printed banknotes of fake silver yuan coupons in the museum, and according to my estimates, they have swiped a total of fake silver yuan coupons, and the denomination is no less than 200,000 taels. ”

"Damn it!"

Everyone in the room was angry, and Fang Shuhong said calmly: "How many people are there in the museum?" ”

The ghost fox replied: "There are about fifty of them, all of them are from various families, the key is not here, but the guards in the city, they are all members of the Cao family, if they are alarmed, we will wait for the enemy and I will be outnumbered!" ”

Fang Shuhong sneered: "Don't worry about the Lingqiu garrison, our task is to destroy the counterfeit money den, just tonight, kill those who should be killed, catch those who should be caught, all the fake silver yuan coupons will be burned, and the Lingqiu garrison has its own special combat team in charge!" ”

That night, Fang Shuhong and nine others quietly climbed over the outer wall of the hall, and under the guidance of Cui Qi, they advanced towards the core.

Along the way, some patrol personnel were solved, and Cui Qi also opened a lot of small doors with the buckles inside, and he had a ability to not let them squeak when he opened the door. This kind of noise, in the middle of the night, is loud enough to attract the attention of many people.

The hall is a typical Jin Chamber of Commerce hall, there are three courtyards in the front, middle and back, there are four stages such as the main hall, the God of Wealth Temple, the Seven Temples, the Wenchang Palace, etc., each stage is several meters high, even more than ten meters, there are passages in and out on both sides below, and the roofs are all double-layer mountain bucket arches.

Cui Qi has already found out clearly that the counterfeit banknotes of these profiteers are printed in the main hall, which can be described as extremely fearful.

Soon, everyone approached the main hall, looking in from the side door, inside was a huge square, in addition to the majestic and grand main stage, both sides were covered with wings, all separated by wooden columns, about dozens of wings, and in the middle, at least hundreds of seats had disappeared, replaced by a scene of hot printing counterfeit banknotes.

Lanterns are hung one by one, the lights are bright, in the middle of the square, there are desks, on the desks, are all printed banknotes of fake silver dollar coupons, densely packed, I don't know how many pieces, from time to time there are technicians and men are busy, and a stack of overprinted fake silver dollar coupons are put in the cage box.

And around them, there are many strong men with weapons in hand, swords, and even birds and handguns, a few people who look like butlers, from time to time pick up an uncut large version of the silver dollar coupon to analyze it carefully, and occasionally whisper a few words.

Seeing this kind of scene, Fang Shuhong and the others were angry, these profiteers are really bold.

Several people glanced at each other, all of them had a tacit understanding in their hearts, and they scattered to touch the various exits and main roads.

Cui Qi has only been in the Investigation Bureau for more than a year, and he is only a supernumerary, and he has not yet passed the formal review of the Investigation Bureau and has not yet been included in the organization, and he does not have an intuitive understanding of the force of the Investigation Bureau's action team.

There are more than 50 armed caretakers here, and the operation team has only eight people, plus one non-combatant of his own nine, so I can't help but worry.