During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the Inner Palace, the Inner Warehouse...

"Search, you must search it out, that's what Grandpa Feng wants, and it must not be lost."

"Yes..."

In the heavy land of the inner carrier warehouse, countless Dongchang Fanzi and Jinyiwei are looking for something in a hurry.

Among them, an old eunuch with gray hair and a purple official uniform sat in the inner library and drank tea constantly, and his face was gloomy and could drip water.

"Things can't be lost, they must not be lost, the internal carrier warehouse has always been under the jurisdiction of my East Factory, if I lose what Feng Gonggong wants, my factory will be the end of it." The old eunuch in purple clothes is called Gu Jinfu, who is the eunuch of the Dongchang Commander, and the existence of the military officials above the court is terrified.

And the Gonggong Feng in his mouth is even bigger, the name of Gonggong Feng is Feng Bao, he entered the palace during the Jiajing period, was in charge of the East Factory and the Imperial Horse Supervisor during the Longqing period, and the Wanli Emperor ascended the throne and served as the eunuch in charge of the seal.

This patriarch of the Three Dynasties, his status among the eunuchs, is not an exaggeration to call the ancestor.

Don't look at the ancient and modern Fu in charge of the East Factory, he is also a son and grandchild in front of Grandpa Feng, when Grandpa Feng was the commander of the East Factory, he was still picking up horse manure in the Imperial Horse Supervisor.

Thinking of Gonggong Feng's methods, Gu Jinfu shuddered, slammed the teacup on the ground, and said sharply: "I searched carefully, I can't find anything, our family wants your head." ”

"Father-in-law, I have searched everything, no..." A person with a thousand waist cards knelt on one knee in front of Gu Jinfu, and the sweat on his face continued to drip to the ground.

Gu Jinfu was furious when he heard this, smashed the Eight Immortals Table in front of him with one palm, turned around and roared at an old eunuch kneeling behind: "Cao Ji, as a young eunuch of the Inner Carrier Warehouse, what crime should you be guilty of?" ”

"Father-in-law Gu spares his life, I saw what you want three days ago, it's impossible..."

Burst!!

Red blood stained the white screen, and the old eunuch fell heavily to the ground, constantly coughing up blood: "How... Yes... No more..."

killed Cao Ji with one palm, but Gu Jinfu was not angry, gritted his teeth and said: "It's not a pity to die, I can't hand over something, what can I do, what should I do!" ”

"Father-in-law, the palace has three steps and one sentry, five steps and one post, and it is impossible for outsiders to take things if they lose them. It is suggested that the list of personnel should be checked immediately, and who has been to the inner carrier warehouse within three days, I believe that there will be a harvest. Jin Yi Wei Qianhu knelt on the ground, cautiously observing the face of Gu Jinfu.

Gu Jinfu's eyes lit up, patted this Qianhu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, you Ouyang Quan, you are really a clever ghost, go and do it." ”

Ouyang Quan strode away, and half an hour later, he hurried back in a hurry.

"Father-in-law, the villain has already checked, Jin Yiwei commanded Lin Zhennan, who came to the Inner Carrier Warehouse three days ago. He also found out that Lin Zhengnan had 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, "Good job, as long as you can get the things back, the position of Jinyiwei commanding the affairs is yours." ”

"Father-in-law Xie, dare to ask father-in-law, what is this?"

Ouyang Quan looked up with a happy face, only to see Gu Jinfu take a breath and say in a deep voice: "Martial arts cheats, sunflower treasure book..."

... Fuzhou...

"Steamed buns, hot buns, a penny."

"Uncle, it's okay, the old man hasn't eaten for two days, have pity on me."

"A young swordsman, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, killed one person and one sword into Qingfeng Village, I think that Qingfeng Village also has a hundred and ten thieves, and guess what..."

Walking on the streets of Fuzhou City, Wang Xudong looked at it, looked at the west, and dressed like a rich son.

It has been two days since he crossed over, and Wang Xu has not gained anything except that he knows that there are many people who know kung fu during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty.

What kind of world is this, the pan-born world of movies, the overhead world, or the anthropomorphic world of TV dramas, Wang Xu is still confused.

After so many crossings, Wang Xu is basically sure that the location where he opens the shuttle door is generally not far from the place where the main plot line takes place.

But after wandering for two days in a row, Wang Xu didn't find any people or things that made him pay special attention, let alone find the protagonist of this world and understand what world he was in.

"Little Er, here are three buns, a pot of good wine, and half a catty of beef." Wang Xu walked into a restaurant and sat near the window.

In the restaurant, there are many people eating breakfast, in addition to a few people dressed as merchants, there are also a few people dressed as heroes.

These heroes wear swords and swords, drink heavily, eat large pieces of meat, and blow noisily.

Wang Xu sat there and listened for a while, and a man wearing a hat said that he had killed countless people with a quick sword in one hand, and his head fell off with a sword, and his head could still speak when he fell on the ground.

Another person said that his knife technique was powerful, and he once again encountered a startled ox on the road, and cut the ox in half with a knife, and there was no blood on his body.

After listening for a while, Wang Xu shook his head slightly, who wouldn't brag about it.

The one who said that his sword was fast, he was confused after a few sips of wine, and he couldn't catch peanuts with chopsticks, so you can imagine how bad the swordsmanship is.

Another person who said that he was fierce with a knife, thin and thin, his eyes were blank, his limbs were weak, and he didn't dare to go out in the third-level wind, and he cut the cow into two pieces with one knife, is that person you.

"Look, there's a martial arts competition, everyone, come and see!"

"It's the big leader of the Wind Sword Xue, and the catcher Zhang Laosan, how did these two people meet together?"

"Leader Xue is a captain, can Zhang Laosan beat him?"

"This is not necessarily, Zhang Laosan is a lay disciple of the Qingcheng faction, but when he was young, he had studied under his teacher and learned art."

The crowd on the street suddenly started drinking, Wang Xu leaned out of the window and looked, and found that it was a person dressed up quickly, who was confronting a strong man.

Soon, the strong man moved first, holding a long sword in his hand, and slashed at Zhang Laosan with his head and face.

Well, it's just splitting the head and covering the face, and this word is not wrong at all.

Wang Xu knew at a glance that these two people could do some kung fu, but that is, they could do it, and they were only stronger than ordinary people.

The two crackled, and stood on the street for a while, attracting applause from the people around them.

After thirty or forty moves, the two stood on the street and looked at each other and smiled, you praise me twice, I praise you twice, and walked into a restaurant hand in hand to drink.

Suddenly, the surrounding onlookers were judging one by one, and even the so-called masters showed up to explain the moves and routines of the two.

Passers-by listened to it one by one, and occasionally a few said something bad, which immediately attracted a burst of ridicule, and they couldn't raise their heads when they were scolded by the big guy.

"The martial arts of these two people are a little worse, but you can see someone competing in any place, which can be regarded as a bit of a taste of the rivers and lakes." Wang Xu slowly retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "Little Er, serve the wine..."