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Chapter 75 The Flying Paradise Tower?
"Did you come here for these silver notes?"
Gu Yu then took out two more silver notes with a face value of one thousand taels and waved them around.
"These two banknotes are exactly the same as the one I just exchanged, even the serial numbers are the same. Don't you think that's strange?"
Upon hearing this, Boss Qian was startled and quickly said, "Young master, please be careful what you say!"
Lu Xiaofeng quickly stepped forward and said, "Brother, may I take a look at these two silver notes?"
"Of course, no problem!"
Gu Yu handed the silver note to Lu Xiaofeng.
Lu Xiaofeng took a look and saw that the numbers on them were indeed the same, all being number 982.
Old Master Qian followed and whispered, "Young Master, Master Lu, why don't we go to the back room to talk?"
Upon entering the inner hall, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask, "Brother, where did you get those silver notes?"
Gu Yu, with a mysterious expression, said, "That place is a den of iniquity, a veritable paradise for men. There's an endless supply of fine wine, countless beauties to admire, and all sorts of gambling paraphernalia..."
"Oh?" Lu Xiaofeng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "There's such a fun place? May I ask where it is?"
Gu Yu glanced at Boss Qian and said with a half-smile, "I think Manager Qian must know."
Boss Qian was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "I...how would I know?"
At this moment, a waiter known as the Fourth Brother chimed in, "Could this young master be referring to the Blissful Pavilion?"
"The Tower of Bliss?"
"Yes!" The fourth brother nodded. "Legend has it that there is a place nearby called the Paradise Tower, which has gambling, fine wine, and women. Many martial arts practitioners and wealthy merchants often go there to gamble heavily."
Lu Xiaofeng immediately became interested and asked, "Where is the Paradise Pavilion located?"
The fourth brother shook his head: "I don't know either. Legend has it that the building can fly, it only appears at night and disappears at dawn."
Hua Manlou looked surprised and couldn't help but "look" at Gu Yu, asking, "Brother Gu, have you been there?"
Gu Yu nodded: "I've been there once."
Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I wonder if Brother Gu could take me to this flying Pleasure Pavilion to broaden my horizons?"
Before Gu Yu could answer, Hua Manlou hurriedly said, "I want to go too."
Having finally found a clue, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to investigate further.
Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng had already been to the prison and met Zhu Ting.
According to Zhu Ting, if anyone in the world could replicate the printing plate he carved by hand exactly, it would be his junior apprentice Yue Qing.
However, Luo Ma, the head constable of the yamen, said that Yue Qing had died of the plague seven years ago, and he personally watched his body being cremated.
Therefore, he concluded that Zhu Ting was lying.
As for the true situation, Gu Yu naturally knew it in his heart.
into the night.
Three men appeared at the mass grave in the east of the city.
It was Gu Yu, Lu Xiaofeng, and Hua Manlou.
Lu Xiaofeng looked around in surprise and asked, "Is this the entrance to the Paradise Tower?"
Gu Yu laughed and said, "Doesn't this perfectly match the saying about the Western Paradise?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "..."
Gu Yu: "Just kidding. This isn't the entrance to the Blissful Pavilion, but you have to start from here; that's a rule set by the Blissful Pavilion."
Lu Xiaofeng subconsciously looked around and felt a chill on his body.
This rule is a bit scary.
Hua Manlou couldn't help but ask, "Does that mean someone will come here to meet us?"
Gu Yu nodded: "Yes, and we'll be using a special mode of transportation."
"What kind of special mode of transportation?"
"coffin!"
Many people are superstitious about coffins, since a coffin represents a person's final resting place.
But some people come up with fancy ideas, saying things like "coffin, coffin, promotion and wealth."
Soon after, the three of them lay down in a coffin.
Gu Yu laughed and said, "It's a bit crowded, but at least we're all men and none of us have any weird fetishes, right?"
Lu Xiaofeng: "..."
Hua Manlou quickly changed the subject, laughing, "This is my first time riding this kind of transportation. It's quite novel, but it's a bit heart-pounding."
Shortly after, a firework went off into the sky.
Soon, four strong men appeared beside the coffin.
Despite the presence of three people inside, the four men moved with surprising speed and ease, as if it were effortless.
When the coffin came to a stop and the lid was opened, people came forward to greet it respectfully.
"Welcome to the Blissful Pavilion! We wish you success in your career and great wealth!"
Everyone here wears a mask, whether they are guests or members of the Paradise Tower.
Because this is the rule of the Paradise Tower.
Of course, even with masks on, you can tell that the girls here must be very beautiful, each one graceful, elegant, and multi-talented.
He is proficient in playing various musical instruments and singing.
The gambling methods at the Paradise Tower are also diverse and not limited to various gambling tools.
For example, betting on tortoise races, cockfighting, dogfighting, cricket fighting, and so on.
If you get tired of gambling, you can go to your room to rest. Of course, you can also freely choose one or more beautiful women in the lobby to keep you company.
Both the first and second floors are open, and guests can move around freely.
However, four men guarded the staircase leading to the third floor, preventing guests from going up.
Only those who have 100,000 taels of silver in chips are qualified to gamble on the third floor.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a noise was heard.
"Who is it?"
The four men were quite alert. As soon as they heard the noise, they all shouted a question in unison and glanced in the direction of the sound.
"Um?"
A man suddenly looked away and glanced around in confusion.
"Third brother, what's wrong?"
"Didn't you feel a breeze pass by?"
"No!"
"Perhaps it's the wind blowing from the alleyway to the east."
The four of them noticed nothing amiss and stood ramrod straight once more.
Little did they know, Gu Yu had already slipped up to the third floor.
He was using the Lingbo Weibu technique.
Four people stood guard at the stairwell, but only one of them vaguely sensed a breeze, yet saw no one.
If one were to reach the highest level, they probably wouldn't even need to use feints; they could simply slip upstairs.
There is a large room on the third floor, ornately decorated, with all the furniture made of fine mahogany and ambergris incense burning, showcasing the room owner's refined taste.
A woman was sitting at the table, arranging the flowers in the vase.
Her name is Wu Yan.
"Her eyebrows rival the green of willows, her face vies with the red of peaches. With this maiden here, all the flowers in the room pale in comparison."
Just then, a man walked in with a smile.
Wu Yan looked up, her face full of surprise, and asked, "Young Master, why are you alone? Didn't anyone take you upstairs?"
Guests who can go up to the third floor must have at least 100,000 taels of silver in chips. And 100,000 taels of chips would fill two large trays, requiring waiters to help carry them up.
But she only saw the guests going upstairs, and she didn't see the waiter carrying the chips.
Gu Yu smiled and said, "Yes, but I have already sent them downstairs."
Wu Yan glanced at Gu Yu again and said, "But it seems that you don't have enough silver to carry around 100,000 taels of silver."
Gu Yu pulled out two silver notes from his pocket, waved them, and said with a smile, "Miss Wuyan, are these two silver notes worth 100,000 taels of silver?"
A strange light flashed in Wu Yan's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
She smiled charmingly and said, "Young master, you're quite the joker. These two silver notes of yours are only worth a mere two thousand taels; how could they be worth a hundred thousand taels?"
"You're mistaken, young lady!"
"Oh?"
"Miss, look..." Gu Yu walked to the table and spread two silver notes on it. "See? The serial numbers on these two silver notes are exactly the same."
"Ah? Young master, you...you actually used counterfeit banknotes?"
"Miss Wuyan, this is not a counterfeit banknote, but a misprinted banknote produced due to an error during the printing process. It has extremely high collectible value."
Wu Yan refused to believe it and laughed, "How could that be? Young master, you must be trying to fool me."
"If you don't believe me, young lady, you can go to Datong Money Exchange and ask them. They spent hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to buy back these misprinted banknotes."
"Is that so? Then please wait a moment, young master, and I will send someone to Datong Money Shop to inquire."
"Miss Wuyan, why are you asking me this in the middle of the night?"
Wu Yan smiled gently: "This humble woman has her own way."
After taking only two steps, Wu Yan suddenly raised her hand and tossed out three thin silver lights that flashed towards Gu Yu like lightning...