Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

The old man stepped on his son angrily, and said in a low voice.

If you want money, you have to take it with your life!

If you make a deal with someone in the imperial court to get his benefits, you may have to peel off this layer of skin.

"I'll give you the money, and you take it, but if this matter is found out by others, I don't need to tell you what the consequences are, right?"

Lin Wuyou pushed the bank note forward, and there was a hint of threat in his words.

Hearing this, the old man trembled, nodded repeatedly, and took the bank note with both hands.

"Don't worry, my lord. The little old man will definitely talk about this matter. I will never enter the capital in my whole life, and I won't come in my next life!"

He hastily made a promise, and the young man next to him also nodded repeatedly.

Lin Wuyou smiled in satisfaction, picked up the half-volume "Lanting Collection Preface" and looked at it.

Although his level of appreciation is not very good, and he can't tell whether it is good or bad, he can smell the ancient flavor and the smell of medicine.

After confirming the authenticity, he put it in his cuff and stood up.

"The meal has already been paid for. You can eat and leave early. I don't want to see you in the capital."

After Lin Wuyou finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Seeing his leaving back, the young man hurried forward, closed the door, and leaned against the door, heaving a long sigh of relief.

"Father, why is this man so frightening at such a young age? He's even more frightening than the gentlemen in our village."

"Shut up! In case they don't go far, be careful and come back to kill you."

With a bit of vigilance in his eyes, the old man looked at the door again.

After all, people are old, ghosts are slippery, and rabbits are hard to catch when they are old!

He has lived a lot of years, so he naturally has a lot of experience 0...

I'm afraid that Lin Wuyou will shoot back, or listen at the door!

"Father! This grown-up doesn't look like he doesn't count his words. Quickly show me the bank note. If I have money, I can marry Er Niu."

The young man said nonchalantly, then leaned forward and licked his lips.

A pair of eyes stared at the bank note in his father's hand.

"Stupid boy, can I still be greedy for money? The money is definitely for you to marry a wife, and we have to flip over and build a few big tile-roofed houses. At that time, the old Zhao at the entrance of the village will also be envious."

The old man slapped his son angrily, then carefully put the bank note in his arms, and tucked it back hard, so he was relieved.

The young man gave a silly grin and scratched his head.

At this time, his eyes fell on the table again.

The smell of the food wafted over again, and his stomach rumbled even more violently.

"Father! Shall we eat this dish?"

he asked cautiously.

"Eat, if that lord wants to harm us, we can't avoid it anyway."

The old man hesitated for a while, but finally made up his mind.

They just watched Xiao Er bring this dish up. They run a restaurant, so they poisoned you?

The lord just looked at him with a kind face, and he didn't take his own things in vain, and he wouldn't hurt himself.

When the young man heard this, he immediately grabbed a roast chicken on the table like a hungry tiger, and put 3.0 in his mouth.

"Brat! Save some for your sister and your mother!"

The old man cursed.

In Jubaozhai, Liu Ruoxin and the others were secretly monitoring Wang Huaigu, but they found that there was nothing wrong with him in the past few days.

Every day, I entertain guests in the exhibition hall, or write and write in the study, and I also go to see some new collections, which is not normal.

"Hey, Zhu Yipin, you're right, he's fine!"

Liu Ruoxin asked with some displeasure.

Could it be that he was shaken by this guy?

He said that he saw that thing when he was eight years old, and more than ten years have passed since he was eight years old.

"There is absolutely no mistake, and my memory is not clear to the three of you?"

Zhu Yipin shook his head vigorously, and said with certainty.

The three of Liu Ruoxin looked at each other, sighed, and could only choose to continue to trust. .

Chapter 3 and One "Ambush in the Night" The Black Arrows of the East Factory

At the same time, in the private room on the second floor of the Jinfeng Inn on the outer street of Dongcheng, Liu Xi and Yu Huatian looked at the two and a half pieces of antique stickers on the table with joy in their eyes.

"You two, what you want is already done, please don't break your promise."

The fake master pointed to the two copybooks on the table, and said in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, we don't want to fall out with No. [-] Village in the World."

After Liu Xi finished speaking, he smiled, picked up a pair of writing on the table, and observed it carefully.

They have also seen the "Preface to the Collection of Lanting Pavilion", but they can be sure that the thing in their hands is enough to confuse the real one.

These two are really talented people!

Yu Huatian also stepped forward, picked up the other half of the copybook, and looked at it.

"If I hadn't seen a real copybook, I would have thought this one was real. The craftsmanship of the two is really extraordinary."

"Overrated!"

The voice of the counterfeit master is still extremely cold, and he doesn't feel too cold about these two people.

"Two, the matter has been finished, please, please apologize to Shangguan Zhuangzhu on my behalf."

Yu Huatian was very polite, the fake master and calligrapher heaved a sigh of relief, turned and left.

Immediately, only Liu 04xi and Yu Huatian were left in the room, and an inexplicably tense atmosphere rose.

The two looked at each other, and they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes, and then it was up to each other's ability.

At the same time, in Zhuanjinfang, Ying Wuqiu, Lu Wenzhao, and Leng Xue all bumped into each other.

Looking at the three and a half "Preface to the Lanting Collection" displayed by the shopkeeper, everyone was stunned for a moment.

"It's a coincidence that the guest officers came here. It just so happens that the trumpet has already finished all the things they ordered. Let's see if they are satisfied."

The shopkeeper was a little surprised to see all the guests coming, it was really a coincidence.

The six looked at each other, Leng Xue, Zhui Feng, and Lu Wenzhao stepped forward and took away the half volume of "Preface to Lanting Collection".

The others were a little hesitant, hesitating whether to destroy the things in the other party's hands.

But thinking that time was running out, Liu Xi and the others might have already made a move, so they just glanced at each other, turned and left.

It's still early, wait until nightfall to act, then it will depend on each person's ability.

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Seeing Lin Wuyou at this time, after leaving the inn, he went to the back door of Jubaozhai.

At the corner of the street, a figure was half hidden in the alley, his eyes fixed on the back door.

Lin Wuyou walked over, Dong Tianbao was a little surprised.

"Young master, no one was found!"

"Don't wait, go back!"

"go back?"

Dong Tianbao was at a loss.

But when Lin Wuyou spoke, he didn't dare to ask more.

Nodding their heads, they followed closely behind, and the two returned to Ming Yutang together.

Back in Mingyu Hall, in Lin Wuyou's room on the second floor, he took out the half-volume "Preface to the Lanting Collection" on the desk, and also took out the half-volume on his cuff.

Once put together, it fits perfectly.

"Sure enough!"

Lin Wuyou smiled, put the copybook away, put it in his cuff, and went downstairs.

"Master, can this lunch be used at home?"

Wen Chouchou leaned forward and asked.

"I've already eaten, eat it yourself, I have something to go out."

Lin Wuyou waved his hand and walked away.

Wen Chou Chou looked at it and muttered in a low voice:

"From now on, I have to hire a cook, otherwise it will be inconvenient to go to the opposite side to eat all day long, and my master will not feel at home at home."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Lin Wuyou came to Jinyiwei and walked into the main hall where Qinglong was.

Seeing Lin Wuyou coming, Qinglong was a little puzzled.

"Lin Qianhu, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Wuyou didn't speak, just took out the "Preface to Lanting Collection" in his cuff, stepped forward and put it on the table.

"This is……"

"My lord, this is the complete and authentic copy of "Lanting Collection Preface"."

Lin Wuyou opened his mouth and said, with a heavy emphasis on the words 'complete authentic works'.

Qinglong was taken aback when he heard this.

He picked up the "Preface to Lanting Collection" on the table and took a look, only to find that it was really complete, except that there was a cut in the middle.

Qinglong couldn't believe it.

Although he is a rude warrior, it doesn't mean that he doesn't study literature. Naturally, he knows what the complete "Lanting Collection Preface" represents.

"Where did you get that?"

"It's not important. What's important is that my subordinates can guarantee that this is the authentic work, and it's a complete copy. Jubaozhai's Preface to Lanting Collection is a fake."

Lin Wuyou had a smile on his lips, but he didn't answer directly.

Qinglong looked at Lin Wuyou, and soon understood what Lin Wuyou meant.

Don't care what method he used to get it, this is the complete copy, and it must be authentic.

Even if he stole it from Jubaozhai, the whole book is here, even if Jubaozhai broke out, there is no place to make trouble!

Qinglong was overjoyed, but quickly narrowed his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and returned the Lanting Collection Preface to Lin Wuyou:

"Don't rush to hand it in, wait a minute, all departments are preparing to do something now, I want to see who can get the half copybook in Jubaozhai in the end, you go back and wait, wait for the emperor's summons!"

Lin Wuyou heard the words, and quickly understood that Qinglong was going to step on other departments to show his face!

At that time, no matter who gets the half of "Lanting Collection Preface" from Jubaozhai, if the original work is shown on his side, it will definitely be a big hit.

"Yes, my lord!"

Lin Wuyou nodded, took the copybook, turned around and left.

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Soon it was midnight, and there was no one on the street.

Jubaozhai is also dark, but above the roof, there are figures flickering like ghosts, walking through it.

Suddenly, dozens of men in black jumped out from the top of Jubaozhai Tower, holding bows and arrows and shooting in all directions.

At the same time, outside Jubaozhai, on the roof ten feet away, a man in black also appeared at 793, holding a bow and nocking an arrow, slaying in all directions.

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