After bidding one by one, in the end, there was only a layer of light yarn left on Jiaorui's body, and it stands to reason that the light yarn is so light and translucent, that Jiaorui girl wears it is equivalent to not wearing it.

However, at this time, the sky was already dark, and the lanterns were lit all around, and the shadows were faint, and the Jiao Rui deliberately stood in the shadows, but could not see clearly, the more so, the more enthusiastic the people became, although the weather was cold, the atmosphere in the room was comparable to the hot summer.

"Mother Liu, hurry up and bid, if you don't start again, half of the long night has passed, I have been waiting for Jiaorui for two years, if I don't sleep for an hour, I will smash your Wanfang Pavilion." The fat man Yang Zhong shouted.

It seems that it is inevitable.

The rules in Wanfang Pavilion are that before the girl is fifteen years old, she is not a performer, at most she comes out to play a small song and sing two songs, which satisfies the appetite of the guests, and when she is fifteen years old, she will be listed, and the first night is a bid, and the one with the highest price wins.

In short, these girls are commodities in the eyes of the old bustard, and since they are commodities, of course, they pursue the maximization of benefits.

The old bustard smiled all over his face, "Yang Gongzi, don't be impatient, you are not the first day to come to our Wanfang Pavilion, you know the rules, if you succeed in the auction tonight, you will be indispensable for every minute and second." ”

She clapped her hands and shouted, "Come on, let's get started." ”

Yang Zhong was the first to shout, "I'll give five hundred taels." ”

Another person in the crowd sneered, "Even if you dare to think about Miss Jiaorui for only five hundred taels, I will pay one thousand taels." ”

Yang Zhong naturally refused to admit defeat, "I'll give one thousand five!" ”

The man rolled his eyes, "I'll give you two thousand." ”

Nie Linyu hurriedly followed the voice and looked over, and recognized that this person was Lin Jing'an, the second son of the Weiyuan Hou family, since the old marquis died, the rest of the descendants have not become a weapon, and there is no one in the court at this time, only relying on an empty title to support.

Such a family, defeat is a matter of minutes, who knew that this Lin Jing'an actually came out to bid for the girl in a high-profile manner, sure enough, if the family is defeated, they all start from the inside, if they are willing to improve, they will rely on the merits of their ancestors, and they will be promoted faster than the children of the poor family.

If it was the noble son of the real power family, maybe Yang Zhong would have died down, but when he saw that it was Lin Jing'an who was competing with him, he immediately came to the spirit, an empty title, who is afraid?

Not only did he want to continue bidding, but he also wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate Lin Jing'an, so Yang Zhong spat in the direction of Lin Jing'an, "Phew, who am I, it turned out to be Lin Xiaohou, I heard that even the old lady's use in the Hou Mansion has been reduced now, can you afford two thousand taels of silver?" ”

Lin Jing'an originally wanted to come over to see the excitement, but he didn't think about bidding for it, he also knew that with the current financial resources of the Hou Mansion, he couldn't afford to pay much money, but somehow, when he saw this Jiaorui, he was like being hooked, and he couldn't help but ask for a price.

At this time, if someone persuaded him, he would just leave and save his face and lining, but it was a pity that he met Yang Zhong.

Yang Zhong has always been extremely high-profile in the capital, although his father is only a soldier and a poor family, but he has collected money in a good way, and because he has been a local official for two terms, his family is really rich, and some of them are silver money for his son to lose.

When Yang Zhong first entered Beijing, as long as he had a knighthood on his head, he was in a hurry, and he naturally stammered Lin Jing'an at that time, but after a long time, he figured out that the title is also graded, and the kind of person who only has a title and no one in the family is an official in the court, which is the last.

So he immediately had his eyes on the top of his head, and he didn't bother to look at Lin Jing'an again.

Such a gap naturally made Lin Jingan unbearable, and being sarcastic by him at this time was even more unbearable.

Raising his hand and slapping the wooden table beside him, Lin Jingan pointed at Yang Zhong, "Why can't I afford it?" In the past, when my great-grandfather followed Emperor Taizu to fight in the south and the north, your family still didn't know which ravine to chew on. ”

What annoys Yang Zhong the most now is that someone is talking about his family's background.

The family and the Hanmen are almost two insurmountable gaps, don't look at the Weiyuan Houfu is now ruined, but in the end, the people are the Houfu, and the people who come and go are all nobles, and Mrs. Weiyuan Hou is still qualified to enter the palace.

However, the Yang family, Yang Zhong's mother-in-law, and the wife of Lord Yang Yuanfang, the squire of the military department, still don't know which way the palace gate opens.

Yang Zhong was suddenly furious, picked up the tea bowl on the table next to him, picked it up and threw it to the ground, "Lin Jing'an, if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you today, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Yang." ”

"Come on, you'll beat it up if there's a kind!"

The scene was suddenly chaotic, the timid people rushed out to see that the situation was not good, but the bold ones were coaxing, some helped, some provoked trouble, and some fanned the flames, and the hall of Wanfang Pavilion was so lively for a while.

Nie Linyu originally wanted to leave, but many people crowded at the door, first, she was self-conscious and didn't want to crowd with others, and second, although she was wearing men's clothes, she was a girl's house, if she was touched in the chaos, it would be a big shame.

So I had to stay there for the time being.

But after hesitating for such a moment, Yang Zhong and Lin Jingan had already fought, first Yang Zhong punched his head, and then beat Lin Jing'an to the point that his nose was bleeding, Lin Jingan was so angry that he immediately slapped back, slapping Yang Zhong's eyes with gold stars.

The two of them mingled, Yang Zhong is a drunkard and pervert, don't look fat, in fact, he is very empty inside, not to mention Lin Jing'an, although the ancestors of the Lin family started with military merits, but the children and grandchildren are not successful, let alone martial arts, and when they arrived at Lin Jing'an, they didn't learn martial arts for a day.

So when these two people fight, they don't look like two noble sons at all, and they are not as disciplined as the gangsters on the street.

In addition, the two of them were visiting the Qinglou today, even though they brought house slaves, they didn't enter the flower hall, but waited outside, so although they fought lively, they didn't have a helper, so it seems that no one will die for a while.

A flower pot flew over, Nie Linyu hurriedly turned his head sideways to dodge, secretly thinking that Fu Moyu was a scholar, he was afraid that he had turned white with fright, and was about to taunt him a few words, but turned his head to find that the guy was long gone.

Didn't you take advantage of the chaos to run?

Nie Linyu had a smile on the corner of his lips, he was proficient in the kiln, he was scared away when he saw a fight, and when he came back to preach to himself another day, he had to laugh at it.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a group of people pouring in outside, it was Yang Zhong's house slaves, they walked to Lin Jing'an's side with a fierce attitude, and the first one shouted, "Young master, we're here to help you." ”

While talking, he held Lin Jing'an down.

This change was in vain, and when Nie Linyu was secretly thinking about who had notified Yang Zhong's house slave, he saw that Yang Zhong had picked up a bronze incense burner out of nowhere, and smashed it on Lin Jing'an's head.