Li Feibai took out two thousand taels of silver notes from his arms and placed them in front of Lu Dacheng.

Nalu Dacheng stretched out two fingers and pushed the banknote back.

"Sorry, sir, there are only ten jars left in the store today, so we cannot meet your needs."

"Only ten altars left?" Li Feibai frowned slightly.

"Yes, if you want twenty jars, please come early tomorrow."

"Can't you sell tomorrow's wine to our husband in advance?" The guard spoke again.

"Huh, what do you know, a country man?" Lu Dacheng squinted his eyes with contempt and explained: "The brewing time of Lu Ji's wine has been calculated. There can't be any difference. How can I make wine that has not yet reached the time?"

Starting sales in advance, doesn’t this ruin my Lu Ji’s brand?”

"Shitan, do you want it?" the guy continued.

Li Feibai thought about it, if he bought ten jars today, he would have to take a trip to the medical center. In the future, he would still have to buy ten jars and still have to make a trip. So he might as well buy twenty jars at once tomorrow.

After all, I promised Fang Qing twenty jars of wine and I must never break my promise.

"I'll come back tomorrow. These two thousand taels of silver are considered as advance payment." Li Feibai pushed the silver note to Lu Dacheng again.

But it was still the same. Lu Dacheng pushed the banknote back and said: "We at Lu Ji pay attention to clearing the money and goods. We don't accept deposits. I will sell you wine tomorrow and then collect the money."

With a smile on his lips, Li Feibai thought to himself: Businessmen are all unprofitable, but Lu Dacheng is interesting and very principled. No wonder Lu Ji can be made into the golden signboard of Weiguo.

"Okay." Li Feibai turned around, left the tavern with two guards, and returned to the palace.

When the Tsing Yi Division was established, it not only seconded people from the Black Dragon Guard, the Imperial City Forbidden Army, the Ministry of Punishment and the Dali Temple, but also recruited some people from all over the world who were good at strange skills and tricks, and even roosters and dogs.

Anyone with a skill and a clean background will be recruited by Nangong Ding into the Tsing Yi Division.

Zhou Qianwen is one of them.

This is exactly what Li Feibai said about Nangong Ding's talent-loving side.

Of course, your talent cannot be so great that it makes him feel afraid, otherwise your death will not be far away. Li Feibai's experience can explain everything.

Liu Renfang's death has brought the case to a conclusion, but capturing the "White Tiger" has become the top priority of the Weiguo court, and no one dares to slack off.

The tunnel in Qingyi Si's hut became their breakthrough point.

Although Nangong Ding always felt that something was wrong, after thinking hard, he couldn't figure out the reason, so he temporarily put aside his doubts about the members of the Qingyi Division and investigated the tunnel with all his strength.

"Qi Rui, what's the progress?" Nangong Ding sat in the main hall with a serious expression.

Sun Qirui stepped out of the queue and replied respectfully: "Siwei, we have checked that tunnel repeatedly and the murderer did not leave anything behind."

This answer was also expected by Nangong Ding. The last time Nangong Jiang was killed, the other party dug a tunnel and buried gunpowder, but nothing substantial was found in the tunnel.

"What do you two think?" Nangong Ding turned to Xiao Wuji and Xu Yuanzhong and asked.

Xu Yuanzhong had been in charge of the intelligence camp and was not very good at this kind of reconnaissance work. He looked at Xiao Wuji next to him, waiting for him to speak.

"Sir, I believe that the passing geese will leave traces. Since the murderer once appeared in the tunnel, this tunnel will leave some clues." Xiao Wuji expressed his opinion.

"But Mr. Xiao, we have checked repeatedly and found that the other party did not leave anything behind in the tunnel." Sun Qirui quickly retorted, fearing that Nangong would blame him for his incompetence.

Xiao Wuji smiled slightly and continued: "Master Sun, some things are intangible, such as...smell."

"Smell?" Nangong Ding suddenly remembered that he had asked Zhou Qianwen to survey the tunnel yesterday, but he had been under great pressure recently and actually forgot about it.

"Where is Zhou Qianwen? Isn't he making any progress there?" He immediately stood up and asked.

"Replying to Si Wei, Zhou Qianwen has been in the tunnel for a day and a night, and he must be rewarded soon." Xiao Wuji reported.

"Report, Mr. Zhou Qianwen is outside asking for an audience." As he spoke, the guards came to report.

"Let him in."

A middle-aged man walked in. Although he was thin, he was tall. What attracted people's attention was the nose on his face. The nose was so big that it almost occupied half of his face.

At this time, he was covered in mud and exuded a strange smell. When he walked into the palace, everyone could not help frowning and pinching their noses.

However, Nangong Ding did not feel disgusted at all. Instead, he happily said: "Zhou Qianwen, tell me, what did you find?"

"Replying to Si Wei, my subordinates smelled the entire tunnel, and finally smelled a clue about ten feet away from the exit."

"Oh, tell me quickly." Nangong Ding couldn't wait.

"Smell of alcohol."

"Smells like alcohol?"

"Yes, the murderer probably accidentally spilled the wine in the tunnel when he was leaving."

"I didn't forget to bring wine when I committed the murder. It shows that the murderer is definitely an alcoholic." Xiao Wuji immediately made his own judgment.

Hearing this, Nangong Ding nodded secretly.

Then Sun Qirui asked: "But there are thousands of people who like to drink. Where should we start to investigate?"

Zhou Qianwen raised his head with an arrogant expression, then smiled slightly and said: "If I only smelled the smell of alcohol, I would be so sorry for my name."

"Don't be so secretive, tell me quickly." Nangong Ding urged.

"Yes." Zhou Qianwen wanted to show off, but when he saw Nangong Ding's expression, he immediately gave up.

Then he said: "That wine is extraordinary, it is Zhuyeqing from Luji Tavern."

When everyone heard this, suspicion appeared on their faces. They could even smell any wine. Is this man's nose really that good?

"Are you sure?" A cold light flashed on Nangong Ding's face, meaning that if you make a mistake, you will have to bear the consequences.

Zhou Qianwen met his gaze without any fear, with an extremely confident look on his face, and said, "Siwei, I'm sure! I was lucky enough to drink Lu Ji's Bamboo Leaf Green. It's mixed with various medicinal materials and has a unique taste.

You can’t go wrong.”

"Very good. You've worked hard. Let's go down and rest first."

"My subordinates resign." Zhou Qianwen exited the hall.

"Siwei, this Lu Ji's Bamboo Leaf Green has a jar of one hundred taels, and no one but a wealthy family can afford to drink it. Could it be that this 'White Tiger' is colluding with the powerful people in Jinglin?" Xu Yuanzhong said.

Li Feibai was once the king of Qin who defended his country, and it was well known to the royal family that he did not drink.

"No, there is a person under the 'White Tiger' who is proficient in the art of centipedes and can dig tunnels with ease. He must have drank this wine. In short, if you catch this person who drinks Bamboo Leaf Green, you will have a great chance of catching the 'White Tiger'.

"

Nangong Ding secretly regretted why he didn't get to know Li Feibai's subordinates in depth.
Chapter completed!