Chapter 845

In a secret manor outside Chang'an City, an old craftsman and two young people are busy. If someone from the Confucian journal comes here again, he will be surprised that the leader is the missing old craftsman.

"No, even ordinary people can't hide it at this level." the old craftsman looked at the newly printed fake silver ticket and shook his head reluctantly. Now outside Chang'an City, the whole people know the anti-counterfeiting secret skills of the silver ticket. It's impossible for them to print the previous silver ticket.

"Father, but we don't know the secret recipe of Mohism at all. It's the limit to do so." a young craftsman said helplessly.

"Elder brother is right! Father!" the second son of the old craftsman interrupted.

If an outsider were here, he would be surprised. The fake silver ticket that stirred the situation in Chang'an city was made by a family.

"Besides, didn't the second owner say? The Mohists have begun to prepare to abandon Chu paper and use mulberry paper to print silver tickets. What's the use of the fake silver tickets made of Chu paper?" the eldest son refused.

"What's the use?" the old craftsman sneered. "The so-called all-round, the Mohist family uses mulberry paper to print silver tickets, and its anti-counterfeiting secret skills are also changeable. As long as we can understand the Mohist anti-counterfeiting secret, no matter what paper we use, we can catch it.

"Well said!"

With a cry of applause, the big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank accompanied the second owner of Ziqian family into the secret room.

"Second young master!" the old craftsman family quickly bowed down.

"Old Liu is really an old hero with great ambition. I admire him!" the second owner of the Zi Qian family said with a compliment on his face. Looking at his expression, he obviously knew old Liu craftsman.

"The second owner is flattered!" old craftsman Liu said respectfully.

"Mr. Liu has worked hard these days, and my boss will bring you a lot of good things today." the second boss of Ziqian family waved his hand and the big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank immediately presented a box.

Behind him, his two sons immediately came forward to take over.

Old craftsman Liu came forward and opened it. The first box was full of silver ingots. He couldn't help showing a trace of greed and hesitated: "this is..."

Lang, the second owner of Ziqian family, said: "this is the reward of Liu Lao. This time, Ziqian family has made a lot of profits. Liu Lao should take the lead. You deserve it."

Old craftsman Liu immediately smiled, handed the silver in his hand to his son and said, "you're welcome."

It was for money that he agreed to copy silver notes. Naturally, he would not push away the money he got.

"However, there is another bad news. I hope Mr. Liu won't be angry. Now the imperial court has found Mr. Liu's hometown, which is wanted all over the country. I'm afraid Mr. Liu's hometown can't go back." the second owner of the Ziqian family said with a sad face.

"This..." old craftsman Liu's family couldn't help sinking. Although they thought of such a day, they didn't expect to come so fast.

"Then we're not dead!" the eldest son of the Liu family trembled. When they didn't participate in the imitation of fake silver tickets, they were just ordinary craftsmen. Where did they think they would be wanted one day.

The big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank on one side took advantage of the situation and said: "of course not. The Mohist school is at the end of its power now. As long as you defeat the Mohist school, with the help of the young master, it's not a problem to cancel the wanted. You can rearrange your identity for you no matter how bad it is. But you have to avoid the limelight for a while."

"Defeat the Mohist school!" old craftsman Liu's family suddenly brightened their eyes. It seems that this is the last way out.

Seeing this, the second owner of Ziqian family gave a slight sign, and the big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank continued: "this is the new version of paper money in Mojia village. As long as you can copy the new silver note, you can not only destroy Mojia village, but also get ten times your income."

Old craftsman Liu's family suddenly breathed. Now they have become a grasshopper in the same line with Ziqian's family. Up to now, there is only one way to go to the dark.

At present, old craftsman Liu took over the new silver ticket of Mojia village. As soon as he started, he frowned. This paper ticket alone is better than the first generation silver ticket. I don't know how much. The more he looks, the more dignified he is.

"If you want to copy the new silver ticket, royal tribute mulberry paper is essential." old craftsman Liu hesitated. This condition alone is a violation of the king's law, but their family has been wanted and don't care about it for a long time.

As soon as the second owner of the Ziqian family waved his hand, the big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank immediately held a stack of thick mulberry paper and solemnly said, "this is a thousand pieces of mulberry paper, which will be sent in a steady stream."

It has to be said that Ziqian's family is really powerful. They can get royal tribute mulberry paper so soon. Although there are only 1000 pieces, it is not useful in other places, but it is enough to make palm sized silver tickets.

"It's still too few," said old craftsman Liu regretfully.

The second owner of the Ziqian family waved his hand and said, "then only make silver tickets that give up one point and make one or two silver tickets."

Sure enough, as Merton said, the counterfeiter may lose money if he makes a silver note?

Old craftsman Liu nodded. The anti-counterfeiting technology used in the second generation of one point silver tickets is no less than that of other silver tickets. Indeed, some of them are not worth forging.

"The ink color has changed and needs to be redeployed." old craftsman Liu looked at the new green silver ticket.

The second owner of Ziqian family waved his hand and said, "don't worry, the new ink will be delivered soon."

Old craftsman Liu nodded. Naturally, he knew that Ziqian's family was cunning and he was only responsible for one of them.

"In addition to paper, the technology of making paper in the Mohist school uses mechanical embossing. It can't be achieved by my hand alone. It takes a long time to develop it. It can't be as easy as the first generation of silver notes." the eldest son of old craftsman Liu frowned.

The second owner of the Zi Qian family had expected this. The way of machinery is the strength of Mohism. It is not surprising that Mohist Zi applied it to silver notes.

"In addition to the Mohists and the public losers, there are many skilled craftsmen among the people, and the Ziqian family will naturally find candidates." the second owner of the Ziqian family said confidently, but he also knew that this time, he could not make the second generation of fake silver tickets in a short time.

"What about the fake silver tickets we made before?" the second son of old craftsman Liu said painfully. In their opinion, it was white money!

"What to do? It's naturally a piece of waste paper?" the second owner of Ziqian family said with a strange smile, "this is a silver note, just a piece of paper, but Mozi turned it into white silver by virtue of Mozi's credit. How amazing."

The second owner of the Ziqian family looked crazy and threw stacks of fake silver notes into the air. Many of them floated into the stove and immediately the stove was burning.

After a long time, the second owner of Ziqian's family returned to calm and said coldly, "burn all these fake silver tickets for me! Don't keep any."

"Yes!" the people immediately took orders. This is their criminal evidence. If they can burn it, they will naturally be more positive one by one.

"Take up and destroy the silver tickets of the children of Ziqian family outside, and don't keep any of them." the second owner of Ziqian family ordered to the big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank.

"Yes, the second owner!" the chief manager of Yuanxiang bank said solemnly.

"The second owner is bad, and a brother of Ziqian's family has been arrested." suddenly, a son of Ziqian's family came to report with a flustered face.

"What's the matter? I told everyone not to act rashly. How could I be caught?" the second owner of the Zi Qian family said angrily.

Some of the children of the Ziqian family said unnaturally, "the Mohist school has issued the second generation of silver tickets. The silver tickets in the hands of the brothers have become a pile of waste paper. Some brothers are unwilling, so they take advantage of the last opportunity to do it again, just once, but who knows that they have been seen through and caught."

"Just once! Don't you know that this is the plot of Mohist school, specially to lure you? A group of fools!" the second owner of the Zi Qian family trembled angrily.

Naturally, he could see the conspiracy of Mozi, but he didn't count his children's greedy desire, and finally let Mozi seize the handle.

"Second owner, what should I do? Once the children of Ziqian family are arrested, Yuanxiang bank will be exposed!" the big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank said in horror.

This time, all the fake silver tickets came out of Yuanxiang bank. Once the children of Ziqian family were exposed, they would certainly give them to him.

"In that case, don't come out here again. You are specially responsible for the imitation of the second generation of fake silver tickets." the second owner of the Zi Qian family waved his hand.

"I..." the big shopkeeper of Yuanxiang bank was about to stop talking. He couldn't help drooping his head. When he was in charge of the sub money business in Chang'an City, he had unlimited scenery, and in the twinkling of an eye, he became an underground rat who didn't dare to show up,

"People are greedy, Mo family, you won a small game this time, but you got a piece of ruins." the second owner of Zi Qian family looked at the fire and said ferociously.

The Mohist family took advantage of the greed of the Ziqian family to expose the children of the Ziqian family, but he didn't know that the second owner of the Ziqian family had already arranged, and the Yuanxiang bank left in Chang'an city had long been an empty shell.

"Out of the water!"

"Yuanxiang bank, gone!"

With a cry of surprise, people on both sides spontaneously came to put out the fire. It all depended on the city wide early warning system designed by Mojia village. In an instant, the alarm bell sounded loudly, and the water dragon car of the fire government yamen came at the fastest speed.

However, the fire was not only very sudden, but also very rapid, which was difficult to put out.

Morton and Constable Cao looked at Yuanxiang bank in the fire with a gloomy face. They didn't expect the other party to be so fast. They had just found the clue, and the other party had set fire to destroy the evidence.

"Chief Secretary for fire, when can the fire be put out? Yuanxiang bank is seriously suspected of being involved in the fake silver ticket case?" Constable Cao asked anxiously in front of the Chief Secretary for fire officials.

The fire government official on one side said helplessly: "Lord Cao, the fire is very rapid. The Yuanxiang bank can't hold it. At present, the most important thing is to control the fire. We can't let the fire spread and cause a bigger fire, otherwise the street can't hold it."

This street is a prosperous area, and there are wooden houses. Once the fire spreads, I'm afraid there is no way to stop it, and the losses are very huge.

"Have there ever been casualties in Yuanxiang bank!" Merton asked softly.

Chief Secretary Huo hesitated and said, "back to the Marquis, the people didn't see the people running out of the bank, but Yuanxiang bank didn't have many servants, and it's daytime now. Presumably no one is trapped in it."

Merton nodded. If it was an accidental fire, how could Yuanxiang bank not have a survivor? If it was intentional arson, I'm afraid there would be no one at all now.

"Yuanxiang bank!"

Merton looked at the raging fire and swallowed up the signboard of Yuanxiang bank. Suddenly, there was a bang, and a copper coin was directly exploded and fell at Merton's feet.

"Be careful, Mo Hou!" Constable Cao hurried forward to protect Merton.

"It's all right!" Merton waved his hand, bent down and picked up the hot Kaiyuan Tongbao from under his feet, and couldn't help feeling a flash in his heart.

"Ziqian family!"

Merton immediately connected all things together and couldn't help blurting out.

With such powerful energy and greed for money, I'm afraid only Ziqian family has such motivation. However, although Merton guessed Ziqian family, he just thought it was Ziqian family's instinct to pursue money, so he forged silver notes. All know that Ziqian family had a plan to swallow banks and wash them white.

"Marquis! Did you already know who was behind the scenes?" Constable Cao said suspiciously, not knowing the mysterious son Qian family.

Merton didn't explain, but shook his head and said, "since we found Yuanxiang bank and the other party set fire to destroy the certificate, it's no doubt that it has the details of Yuanxiang bank."

Constable Cao thought for a moment and said, "Lord Hui, although Yuanxiang bank is large, it is not famous in Chang'an city. Usually it only puts printed money and receives some pawn goods. I don't pay much attention to it."

Merton nodded, which coincided with the mysterious sign of the money family.

"After the fire is put out, I will make a careful investigation. Anyone who has contacts with Yuanxiang bank will not be let go." Constable Cao promised.

Merton looked at the burning light and nodded, although he also knew that with the existing investigation methods, the probability of finding out was very small.

However, in a place out of Merton's sight, the second owner of Ziqian family also looked at the fire of Yuanxiang bank in the distance. His face looked particularly ferocious under the reflection of the fire.

"Mo family, you can't imagine it! Yuanxiang bank is just a golden cicada shell of Zi Qian family. It's a big deal to start again after burning, but the competition between you and me has just begun!" the second owner of Zi Qian family said coldly, holding a copper coin in his hand. He threw it with a buzzing sound, and the copper coin in his hand flew into the sky.

A trace of burning light shone on the face of the second owner of Ziqian family through the reversed copper money, and a cold voice came,

"Money has everything, people have Yin and Yang. You Mohists are on the right path. Mohists take money as the way, create ink technology, hire workers and become rich. What they see through is the people's desire and pursuit for money.

My son Qian family hides in the dark places of the world, looks for the defects of human nature, distributes printed money, damages the people and makes huge profits. What we can see through is the greed and darkness of the people's hearts for money. The game of a penny is the true meaning of the son Qian family. In this world, the only way of money is you, Mozi, who is my real opponent. "

With a "Ding" sound, the copper money fell heavily on the ground. A piece of money was round outside and square inside, but it told the human nature of the world.

"What I left you is not just a fire. The contest between the money family and the Mohist family has just begun." the second owner of the money family watched the fire of Yuanxiang bank extinguish in the distance, waved his hand, slowly hid in the shadow and disappeared into Chang'an city.