At this time, Su Mo'er suddenly remembered that the Dawan purple horse, she had indeed seen it, and the night before Fu Lin was born, in the palace of Prince Rui, Dolgon had ordered Mama Gui to ride his mount to the palace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Dawan Purple Horse is the second year of Tiancong, when the seventeen-year-old Dolgon followed Huang Taiji to conquer the Mongolian Chahar Department, he was given the title of "Morgen Daiqing" for his meritorious service, and he was given the title of "Mergen Daiqing" together, and in the same year, he was also the youngest owner of the white flag.

The whole great purge of the emperor's captive royal horse, just this one, Dolgon and this Dawan purple horse have a deep affection, every battle is with it, very much love for it, in addition to eating and sleeping, almost day and night together, can be said to be in the horse.

Su Mo'er was even more sure that the owner of the horse was Dolgon, which meant that among the thirty attics in the villa, there must be one attic under the curtain that sat under Dolgon, and it was likely to be the diagonal attic or the middle one on the left.

Thinking of this, Su Mo'er's heart inexplicably began to be nervous, people will always be afraid of those who have hurt them, maybe it is human nature, but there is no way to dissipate this shadow in a short period of time.

At this time, Su Mo'er was sitting on the left side of the flower period, and Mo Zhaonu was sitting behind her on the right, and the three of them were very close to each other, their eyes were all watching the movement in the lobby below, and everyone was frozen in this tense atmosphere.

When the price of the diagonal attic reached 400,000 taels of gold, the opponent in the middle of the left was finally tired of the battle and was defeated, and the blood of the thousand-year-old unicorn returned to the diagonal attic.

The owner personally handed over the silver box to the diagonal attic, and was courteous in and out, this person had such a supreme identity, even if he lost to him, it was not ashamed, two of the three collections had been released, according to convention, the more the value should be greater, but the rules of the unclear pavilion were not so conventional, it was not sorted by value.

Therefore, the third collection may be the most expensive, or it may be inferior to the previous collection, which makes the buyers who come to the collection always have something to look forward to, and would rather wait until the end than miss the middle and straight ones, just like a gambler who makes a bet, good or bad to see the result.

At this moment, no one left the villa, everyone was waiting for this last collection, not long after, the center of the lobby was pushed up by four small maids to hang a red silk nan wooden frame, the things on the shelf were covered by red silk, after the small guy retreated, the owner personally uncovered the red silk, all the attic buyers were dumbfounded, it turned out to be a sword.

Judging from the mottled signs of the sword body, it is very old, at least thousands of years old, everyone sighed, it seems that this trip is really worthwhile, and the owner of the village does not deceive me.

This is the Spring and Autumn Period swordsmith Ou Yezi cast Zhan Lu sword, Yuan Dynasty Zhan Lu Academy mountain chief Yang Ying has recorded, take tin in the Chijin Mountain, to copper in the stream of Ruoye, rain master sprinkle sweep, Lei Gong struck split, Jiaolong held the furnace, the emperor of heaven loaded charcoal, cover three years in this and the sword into the sword. The sword is also made of fine light, the sun and the moon shine, the stars avoid anger, the ghosts and gods cry, and the king of the gods. ”

The familiar voice of the pink-clothed maid sounded again, and everyone suddenly realized, only Hanako was calm, he seemed to have known the origin of this Zhanlu sword for a long time, and he did not have much interest in the explanation of the pink-clothed maid.

"I should give you the sword of Zhan Lu Qingping, and you should repay me with the banner of Taiyi White Magpie."

Hanako said to herself, his voice was so low that almost no one heard what he said, only his lips were pursed, as if he was speaking to himself.

Hanako's thoughts went back to when he was twelve years old, when he was a young man who devoted himself to swordsmanship, and was instructed by a Japanese ronin to learn the Yagyu Shin-Yin sect without a sword, and was able to take the white blade empty-handed, a move that also allowed him to defeat many opponents, and he once used this move on Dolgon.

Hanako, who has been fostered outside for 12 years, never knew who his biological parents were before that, nor did he know where he came from, he just wondered why everyone was both afraid and loving of him.

His adoptive parents were out, so they treated him as their own son, and his concept of home since he was a child was the coarse tea and light rice of the ordinary people in the Central Plains, a few clean stoves, and tea pans to cook.

It wasn't until he was twelve years old, when his adoptive parents died unexpectedly and exposed their bodies in the wilderness, that his life story surfaced, but he couldn't tell his true identity now, because he was going to find a thousand-year-old sword called Zhanlu, and only by finding this sword could he embark on his true mission.

When he learned that Zhan Lu Jian appeared in Weiming Villa, his heart was excited, and the thing he was looking for finally appeared, before he thought that he would appear in the Shengjing Palace, and had quietly visited, but found nothing, he had the intention to plant flowers and flowers that did not bloom, and he had no intention of planting willows and willows, and the sword was not pursued, but he inadvertently met Su Mo'er again.

It seems to be the guidance of fate in the dark, so that he will still be thrilled when he sees Su Mo again, and as for why he appeared in the imperial city, he can only prevaricate her with lies.

Hanako's mind was awakened by the sudden ringing of the golden bell, it turned out that the diagonal attic had already been bid, followed by the bid for the middle attic on the left, Hanako came with a desperate determination, and did not intend to return empty-handed.

At this moment, he knew that his opponent had already injured 1,000 enemies and lost 800 himself, and the diagonal attic could no longer take out too many chips, and the limit of the middle attic on the left side had also stopped at 400,000 taels of gold.

I saw him stretch out his right hand and bend his index finger, and the pink-clothed maid walked up to him with understanding, bowed her head slightly, and lowered her eyebrows to listen.

After a whisper in the flower period, she handed the pink-clothed maid a piece of pure gold wedge, and the pink-clothed maid took it and bowed a little and turned around and walked down the attic, and it took a while before she stepped back with broken steps, and still carried a claw lamp in her hand, I saw her walk to the stand in front of the attic, and hung the claw lamp on the top of the wall of the stand.

Suddenly the audience was in an uproar, and the buyers sitting under the curtains in the attic raised the curtains to look at the attic of the flower seed period, and then Su Mo'er noticed that the owner of the diagonal attic was actually the saint of the micro-service, and standing in front of him was the disguised eunuch chief Tu Mohai.

Indeed, since ancient times, most of the emperors couldn't resist the hardships of the years, the rivers and mountains that were fought on the battlefield, the throne of the government and the opposition sitting firmly, where they were willing to give up after the loess was buried, they needed immortality too much, and wanted the dynasty to truly realize thousands of years in their hands, and a "long live" was far from quenching their thirst.

Su Mo'er skillfully avoided it, just borrowing Hanazi's body to block the view of the diagonal attic, and the emperor should not have recognized him.

"Childe, why do we have lanterns hanging in the stands?" Mo Zhaonu couldn't understand it, and asked curiously.

"Because, that's what I just told you to accomplish, and it's going to happen, no matter what the cost." Hanako took a sip of tea and said categorically.

"There is no remorse, and the prince must sell all the property deposited in this silver village, totaling 1.8 million taels of gold."

The voice of the pink-clothed maid suddenly sounded behind her, Su Mo'er and Mo Zhaonu both glanced at each other in surprise, and then looked at the flower period together, but the flower period seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The pink-clad maid walked up to the stands and made a flower-like gesture to the owner in the center of the lobby, who smiled and nodded to her, announcing that the Zhanlu sword belonged to the playboy in the first attic.

The maid in Tsing Yi put away the Zhan Lu sword that the little maid respectfully sent up, and respectfully handed it to Hua Ziqi, who silently took the Zhan Lu sword that she had exchanged for all her family wealth, gently stroked it with her hand, put it away after a few glances, and beckoned Su Mo'er and Mo Zhaonu to leave the villa immediately.