After eating, Xiang Nan, Sun Xiaohong, and Sun Baifa went back to their rooms to rest.

 The next day, Xiang Nan was about to go to the street to investigate the case after breakfast.

Although he already knew that the consort Jin Ziguang was now in Prince Yun's Mansion, and that the real culprit in the theft of the Hubu Treasury was also Prince Yun.

However, since he has no evidence, he cannot directly rush to the palace to ask for someone.

What's more, the capital is now in a murky state. Xiang Nan has just arrived, so he can't act rashly.

 He needs to look for clues and peel off the cocoons before he can clarify the truth.

“Master Li, do you want to go out? I’ll go with you.” Sun Xiaohong stepped forward and smiled.

 “This…” Xiang Nan looked at Sun Baifa sheepishly.

My grandfather is still here, so he just took Sun Xiaohong away. How can that be embarrassing?

Sun Baifa sighed, but did not say anything to stop him.

 When the granddaughter is old, she will not be kept in the middle, but she will be kept here and there to make enemies. He didn't want to see his granddaughter getting into trouble with Xiang Nan, but his granddaughter's temper was as bad as his, and even eight horses couldn't pull him back if he was sure of something.

Even if he is the best in martial arts, there is nothing he can do about it. He couldn't just beat his granddaughter to death with a stick. So since there is no other way, I can only let her go.

“It doesn’t matter, my grandpa doesn’t care, let’s go.” Sun Xiaohong hugged Xiang Nan’s arm and smiled.

Xiang Nan had no choice but to nod when he saw this.

To be honest, Sun Xiaohong is beautiful and infatuated. Only Li Xunhuan, a holy mother, would be willing to give up such a perfect woman for her brothers.

 …

 Xiang Nan and Sun Xiaohong left the inn immediately.

“Master Li, where are you going to look for clues?” Sun Xiaohong asked curiously.

"I said yesterday that if you want to find out the whereabouts of the money, you have to find the money bank or the **** agency." Xiang Nan explained, "And yesterday I just met with Shangguan Fei, the young leader of the money gang, and Jing Wuming, the number one killer. They It seems that they are afraid that I will come to the capital."

"What Li Daxia means is that the Money Gang may be involved?" Sun Xiaohong immediately guessed, "It's no wonder. The Money Gang has developed very rapidly in recent years. There are already no less than two hundred people in Shanxi, Cha, Hebei, Shandong, and Henan. Family semicolon. For such a big business, it is really not difficult to absorb two million taels of official silver."

"It's not easy to draw conclusions now, but the Money Gang is indeed suspicious." Xiang Nan waved his hand and said, "I'm going to go to the Money Gang branch to have a look first, and then I'll go around the **** bureaus in the capital. I can always find clues."

“Well, let’s go.” Sun Xiaohong nodded.

 “Okay.” Xiang Nan smiled, and together with Sun Xiaohong, went to the branch of the Money Gang stationed in the capital.

The Money Gang is now known as the largest gang in the world, and its power even exceeds that of the Beggar Gang, which was the largest gang in the past.

 After all, money can help the gods. Money Gang is a bank business, and money is the most indispensable thing.

Furthermore, Sun Baifa, the old man from Tianji who ranks first in the weapons list, has always liked to play games in the human world. The dragon has never seen its end, and he doesn't know if he is dead.

Hence, Shangguan Jinhong, who ranked second, has become the number one martial arts player who is still active in the world today.

Since the Money Gang is so powerful, its branch address is no secret.

 …

While walking, Xiang Nan suddenly said, "Someone is following us."

“Who?” Sun Xiaohong was startled and asked quickly.

"It should be two people, their martial arts are not low." Xiang Nan said.

 “Are they from the money gang?” Sun Xiaohong asked again.

“I don’t know yet.” Xiang Nan said, “There happens to be a word-testing booth in front of us. Let’s stop there.”

 “Okay.” Sun Xiaohong nodded immediately.

 The two of them immediately came to the calligraphy booth.

“You two want to do a calligraphy test?” When the calligrapher saw the two of them, he immediately solicited business. “Can you tell whether it works or not?” Sun Xiaohong asked curiously.

“If it doesn’t work, you can destroy my stall and dismantle my pretense,” the calligrapher boasted.

"What's the test method?" Xiang Nan asked.

“My guest, please write whatever you want.” The calligrapher said immediately, “The people here will calculate the answer you want based on the characters you write.”

"Interesting." Xiang Nan nodded, and then wrote the word "you" on the paper.

 “What do you want to ask, sir?” Mr. Calligrapher looked at the words carefully and asked.

 “Ask about the Ming Dynasty.” Xiang Nan said.

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't talk about government affairs or national affairs here." Upon hearing this, the calligrapher immediately refused and said, "If you get into trouble by making two small sums of money, you will be pushed out to beheaded."

"Is this man really asking about the Ming Dynasty?" At this moment, Dan heard a voice ask.

Xiang Nan and Sun Xiaohong followed the sound and saw two handsome men walking forward.

 One is dressed as a scribe, wearing a turban on his head and holding a folding fan. He is elegant and suave; the other is dressed as a boy. Although he wears commoners, he has beautiful features, red lips and white teeth.

 “On a whim, I care about national affairs.” He explained.

“Oh, it’s not good, it’s not good, only half of the Ming Dynasty is left.” The scribe stepped forward and took a look at Xiang Nan’s writing, then shook his head and said.

As soon as these words came out, the calligrapher was shocked, "Hey, this is what he said, I didn't say anything."

"Why do you say this, Master?" Xiang Nan asked.

"Simple. The upper half of the word 'you' is the word 'big' missing one stroke, and the lower half of the word 'you' is the word 'ming' missing one 'ri'. Doesn't it mean that only half of the country of 'Da Ming' is left. "The scribe smiled.

"What a wonderful explanation." Xiang Nan's eyes lit up and he said, "What about this word? Let's ask about the Ming Dynasty."

 He then wrote the word "Friend" on the paper.

"It's not good. If the word 'rebellion' comes out, can the court still be stable?" the scribe shook his head and said.

 “Awesome.” Xiang Nan nodded, “What about this word? Still asking about the Ming Dynasty.”

 He then wrote another character "酉".

"The more you write, the worse it gets." The scribe shook his head and said, "If the 'honor' of the Ninth Five-Year Plan has his head and legs cut off, do you think the throne can still be preserved?"

“Brilliant, brilliant.” Xiang Nan clapped his hands and said with a smile, “This young master is admirable for his quick thinking. Can you find a place where I can have a few drinks, so that I can ask the young master for more advice?”

“Is this gentleman a stranger or a guest?” asked the scribe.

 “Passenger.” Xiang Nan replied.

 “Where to stay?” asked the scribe.

“Juxian Inn on the east side of Chang’an Avenue.” Xiang Nan said.

“Okay, let’s go up to the place where you live, and first tell me that the good place is yours, and the food and wine are mine,” the scribe said.

 “That’s fine, please.” Xiang Nan raised his hands and said.

 “Please,” the scribe also said.

Sun Xiaohong quickly dropped a piece of silver and followed.

These two uninvited guests, a master and a servant, have not only followed them since just now, but also made such wild remarks in the street. It is really strange and must be guarded against.

 …

As soon as the four of them left, Jing Wuming, the top killer of the Money Gang, appeared, "This scribe and his boy look nice and kind. Where have you seen them before?"