"Who did you sell it to? How much?" In the Ming Dynasty, Yan Fei sat on a chair in the military camp outside the south city, lit a cigarette, and looked at a musket soldier kneeling in front of him, asking calmly.

"Shopkeeper Chen from Xicheng Dafa Casino." He knelt on the ground and didn't dare to lift his head. He responded with a trembling voice, "I sold three hundred taels."

"It's quite valuable." Yan Fei smiled, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes. "You can get a salary of twelve taels a month? Several people in the family can eat military supplies. If you are injured, you have a disability fund, if you are killed, your son can also enter the Junior Military Academy. Then tell me now, why do you do this? Do you forget the military regulations or do you think I am tolerant and generous and will not pursue it?"

The musketeer shuddered and threw himself on the ground and couldn't say a word, because there was nothing to say.

This musket soldier is named Zhou Ersheng, and he is an ordinary soldier under Yan Fei's command. The reason why he was mentioned in front of Yan Fei today was because he did a big thing and he sold the musket he distributed to him.

As for the reasons, it is actually not complicated.

The recruits recruited by Yan Fei will become regular after completing the training of the recruits. They have to train from morning to night and have to go to study classes at night. Yan Fei thought that the soldiers are also human beings, so they can't be locked in the military camp every day, let alone their family is next to them.

So Yan Fei arranged vacations for these soldiers, taking turns to rest every ten days. Then something happened.

The soldiers under Yan Fei were all refugees. They were poor and hungry before and suddenly lived a good life and had extremely generous rewards in their hands. They immediately had different thoughts.

Many recruits took money to the city to spend money, either going to the casino to play money or going to the tramp for leisure.

Although Yan Fei paid a high salary, it was compared to normal life. How could the money of more than ten or twenty taels of silver a month be able to support such expenses? For example, Zhou Tuesdaysheng not only lost all his money, but also borrowed usury and then continued to lose.

After he could not repay the debt, he was in panic and could only follow the creditor's request to steal a flintlock gun to pay off the debt.

Yan Fei is not a corrupt Ming army. Military materials such as muskets are very strict. Each one has a number and is inspected every day. After the flintlock rifle is sold, it is soon noticed, and then it is reported to Yan Fei.

Fortunately, Yan Fei made preparations early to avoid this situation. The guns and bullets in the army were managed separately. The guns were distributed to soldiers, but the ammunition was collected in the warehouse. They could only be collected during training or combat, and they needed strict control.

Yan Fei sighed with a smoke ring and sighed, feeling in his heart that these sugar-coated shells were indeed extremely powerful.

Just as Yan Fei was thinking about what to do, a report came from outside the military tent.

"What?" After hearing the officer's words, Yan Fei shook his hand and almost threw away the cigarette. Another incident of gun loss occurred. This time, what's even exaggerated was that even the soldiers were missing.

"Nmmb." Yan Fei rolled his eyes. He was now very angry with the female deer shooting wildly.

"Closed it first." Yan Fei pointed at Zhou Ersheng, then stood up and walked outside the military tent. "I want to see who dared to touch my butt today, who dared to touch my butt!"

Yan Fei led a large group of people into the city, but he didn't go to the Dafa Casino first, but went to the Beizhen Fushi first.

"Yan Cavalry is here, I wonder what it costs?" Luo Yangxing greeted Yan Fei with a smile, but he was very distressed.

Judging from Yan Fei's strength and status at this time, Luo Yangxing, as the commander of the Jinyiwei, naturally did not dare not ignore it. But because he was the commander of the Jinyiwei, Luo Yangxing knew very well what Yan Fei was in the emperor's heart. If he dared to get too close to Yan Fei, the emperor would have no way to deal with him, the commander of the Jinyiwei, but it would be very simple.

But when Yan Fei comes, he must see him. Who knows what this powerful minister will do? It is not impossible to directly quash the Jinyiwei, so Luo Yangxing's mood is very complicated and distressed at this moment.

"I'm here to ask you for help today." Yan Fei, who came with anger, said with a straight face and straight to the point of throwing the gun. "You don't have to worry about the matter at Dafa Casino. I just want to know where the second musket was thrown and where the soldier was."

He waved his hand to stop Luo Yangxing, who wanted to politely refuse, "I am in a bad mood now, don't shirk responsibility to me. After the matter is done, I will give you a hundred thousand taels of silver to work hard. Two hours later I will hear the exact news. If I can't do it, I will quell your Jinyiwei."

Yan Fei raised his hand and looked at the watch, "Start the timing now."

Luo Yangxing now wanted to slap the table and asked his subordinates to come in and take Yan Fei down. When did the Jinyiwei be so threatened? But Reason persuaded him to impulse, because he knew very well that the gap between the strength of the two sides made no anger useless.

Luo Yangxing, who had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart, sent his subordinates out to inquire about the news. The Jinyiwei was rooted in Beijing for more than 200 years and specialized in intelligence, and his abilities were indeed very outstanding.

The news of the return came soon, and the last place where the musketeer named Shen Youdi appeared was Cuiyun Tower in the west of the city.

"Cuiyunlou?" Yan Fei looked at the paper in his hand with a strange look. "It sounds like the name is a restaurant, right?"

"It also has the functions of some restaurants." Luo Yangxing smiled and apologized, "but it was a famous Qinglou in the city."

"Sure." Yan Fei shook his head, "There is a knife on the head of the word "Se" and the ancients really didn't deceive me."

Yan Fei took the brigade of troops away, leaving a stack of silver notes worth 100,000 taels. Luo Yangxing, who had put away the silver notes, was thinking in his heart that Yan Fei's strong combat power had a lot to do with the powerful new bird gun they used. Should the Jinyiwei also find a way to get it out?

This idea was turned around in Luo Yangxing's mind and then left behind. Judging from Yan Fei's performance today, you can tell that he was really angry. If the Jinyiwei really did such a thing, he would probably be put down. Moreover, the emperor did not issue an order to do such things, why did he cause trouble for himself?

It’s better to have less than more things.

Yan Fei, who left the Beizhen Fusi Yamen, gave the order to take Cuiyun Tower to the officer beside him and got on his off-road vehicle. Many cars roared forward in this ancient city.

It was almost noon, and Cuiyunlou, which is a special business, has not opened yet. Most of the staff are even sleeping, after all, they are working night shifts.

Yan Fei parked the car at the door and looked up at the three-story wooden building. The wooden building is very large, with a walled yard behind the floor, which is a kitchen warehouse and a place where the people live. As for the staff, of course they live upstairs.

Heavy trucks stopped one after another, and large groups of soldiers holding muskets rushed to the generals to surround the place.

Yan Fei waved his hand, and an officer leading the team stepped forward and started smashing the door.

The officer wearing fur boots kicked the closed door. However, the thick door did not open, but instead caused the officer to stagger and fall to the ground under the force. All the people watching the fun all burst into laughter.

The officer's face turned red. This was really a shame in front of his boss. He was furious and snatched a soldier's flintlock rifle from a side and directly raised his butt and smashed the door hard!

"Here you come, who is in the early morning?" There were footsteps and shouts in the building, but they were smashed open before anyone could arrive at the gate.

The soldiers rushed in, and screams and screams quickly rang out in the building.

When Yan Fei stepped into the building, almost everyone had been gathered in the spacious first-floor lobby. He pulled over a chair and sat down directly, swept his eyes over the trembling and fearful people, "Where is the boss?"

A middle-aged woman wearing fine and gorgeous clothes hurriedly walked out and smiled with a smile on her face, "I don't know where there is something to offend, so please forgive me."

Unlike the middle-aged aunts who are full of rustic in film and television dramas, this old bustard has a rich body and wrinkles on his face, but it still has charm. It can be seen that he was also a beauty when he was young. But today Yan Fei is not the one who came to see the beauty, "Where is Shen Youdi?"

The old brothel paused and then laughed repeatedly, "Who is the lord talking about? I have never heard of it."

"Hand." Yan Fei didn't talk nonsense to her, and said a word indifferently.

An officer stepped forward and raised the butt in his hand and smashed it on one of the old brothels' arm!

"Ah!!!" Along with the sound of fracture, there was a shrill scream. The old brothel fell to the ground and wailed.

"I'll ask again, where is Shen Youdi?" Yan Fei rubbed the corners of his eyes and asked calmly. He was already considering establishing his own intelligence system at this time, so he had to go there himself in the future.

"Sir, please spare me, don't you know this?" The old brothel with a strangely bent arm flowed down her tears and snot.

"Legs." Yan Fei whispered a word.

"Click!"

"ah!!!"

"I asked you one last time, where is the person?" Yan Fei was a little impatient. After waved his hand, an officer took out a flintlock pistol and pushed it directly on the sweaty forehead of the old brothel.

From the instinct of life to danger, the old broccoli could feel that this would be a real death!

"Send it away! Send it away! Send it away early in the morning!" The old brothel could not bear it in the face of life and death, and howled sadly, "Send it away with the man and the gun."

"The last question." Yan Fei stepped forward to Asia and squatted in front of the old bustard. "Who is your boss?"

"Five Tigers Guerrilla General, Zheng Da Official!"
Chapter completed!