That's right, the person who came was the young master of Nan Hebo's family. The price is 2,500 taels of silver, and there is really an out-and-out gentleman!

Originally, this Nan Hebo's family was confined at home by Nan Hebo, and he should have been out of the door, but who would have thought that after Zhu Houzhao held such an auction, our Nan Hebo actually wanted to buy one, but because of his old face, he naturally couldn't go in person.

So he had to think of a way, which made it difficult for him to be old for a long time. You said let your housekeeper go, probably he didn't dare to ask for the price, he still knows very well about his housekeeper! A housekeeper can't use a good hand to say it, it can be said that he is a housekeeper who is desperate and capable of turning the tide.

If he were to buy an auction item for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it would probably take three months to feel distressed. If you think about it, only your son who likes to lose is an expert in this area.

However, he had just grounded his son for a few days, and it would take a lot of thought to invite his son out of the mountain at this moment.

It took a lot of effort for this Nan Hebo to invite his baby son out of the mountain, and no one in this Jingshi knew the son of his Fang family. That's a good hand of the loser, the best in the squirrel, but you can't beat or scold, because this eldest son of the Fang family has a brain disease to protect his body!

With this sound of "two thousand five hundred taels of silver", the smell of gunpowder here was directly detonated, and the audience was in an uproar. But everyone is smart, or thinks they are smart.

They felt that this two thousand five hundred taels of silver must be the childcare requested by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Zhu Houzhao, so no one was willing to break this little trick of His Royal Highness the Prince, so there was a price of two thousand five hundred and one dollars.

"Two thousand five hundred and one dollars, and no one will continue to add up!"

Zhu Houzhao was stunned in place, could it be that the price of a graffiti work in the palace increased once before it increased by a penny of silver?

"Two thousand six hundred taels!" The son of the Fang family did not follow the rules at all, and he directly raised the price by another hundred taels of silver.

The people below whispered to each other, this son of Nan and Bo's family can't be a brain attack.

"What nonsense, this son of the Nanhe Uncle family is an out-and-out loser, such a gentleman naturally doesn't care about any auction rules!"

"I see, Nan and Bo made a high move, his son's bad card actually played a sword and went sideways, which was unexpected!"

"Two thousand six hundred and two once!"

"Two thousand six hundred two times!"

"Is there anyone else? Two thousand six hundred two three times, deal! ”

"Congratulations to the son-in-law of the Nan and Uncle families for winning this picture!"

"I thought everyone here could be so generous, but Er'er!" The son of the Fang family took the painting and said proudly, "Goodbye everyone!" ”

Zhu Houzhao thought in his heart, this gentleman is really chic! I don't know what his name is, could it be the Fang Jifan mentioned before in the small blackboard?

"Liu Daban, what is the name of this son of Nan Hebo?" Zhu Houzhao said curiously.

"Back to Your Highness, this person is a famous gentleman in Beijing, and his name is Fang Dong!" Liu Jin is really from the Intelligence Bureau, these little tricks are really powerful!

"It's not called Fang Jifan. Forget it, it was originally a character in the story, how could it be real! Zhu Houzhao shook his head and said, "But it's not a loss, the painting painted by the feet of the Japanese palace a few days ago can still be sold for two thousand six hundred taels of silver, which is really good!" ”

Auctions always come and go fast! In just one day's effort, more than 10,000 taels of silver were harvested, which can really be said to be a bumper harvest! Of course, these people did not hide their identities when they came out of Fang Dong, the son of Nanhe Bo's family, after all, who would reason with a loser with brain disease.

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu looked at Zhu Houzhao with a happy face, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "These people all tell me in the court that the poor family can't open the pot, look at the present!" ”

"I can't wait to hold a meeting like Zhao'er, but I am the emperor, and it is extremely bad to do such a thing with such fanfare, and it will damage the face of the royal family."

"Why did my father sigh, these silver are all used to help the poor people, although they are all crying poor with their father, but this does not prevent the sons and daughters from trying to find a way to let them spit out the silver, this silver is all earned by the people, and it is naturally taken from the people for the people!" Zhu Houzhao patted his chest and said, "Father, you can kick your heart into your stomach!" The sons and daughters open the way for their father! ”

"Hahaha! All right! Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu was rarely so happy, and couldn't help but praise Zhu Houzhao a few words, "The emperor has grown up and is sensible!" are willing to share my worries. ”

The free clinic was about to be put on the agenda, and Zhu Houzhao lay on the bed thinking about tomorrow's free clinic after washing, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Okay, Zhu Houzhao's small blackboard class has started. The prince's cough is not good, most of it is useless. Ahem......

The little blackboard is back in class, but it's a little strange today. Because there was a name on the small blackboard that Zhu Houzhao was very familiar with, this was a person he had regarded as a teacher since he was four years old, and of course there was another name, which he was a little unfamiliar with.

But that's not the most important thing, even if someone you know appears on the small blackboard, maybe it's a good thing, maybe it's a bad thing!

But two red crosses appeared on the small blackboard, on the names of these two people.

Zhu Houzhao walked to the small blackboard and whispered the names of these two people: Yang Tinghe, Jiang Bin!

"What does that mean?" Zhu Houzhao couldn't understand it, because the names of these two people on the small blackboard were marked with a striking red cross, "Could it be that Master Yang is going to encounter an accident and want to be saved by this palace?" ”

There were no other hints on the small blackboard, and there was no reaction when he said whether Yang Tinghe would encounter an accident. Zhu Houzhao then stepped back, and this time he seemed to have made some discoveries.

"This red cross is shaped like a dagger, is someone trying to kill Master Yang? But ......" Zhu Houzhao quickly discovered another point, "Yang Tinghe is his teacher since he remembers, but what is this Jiang Bin?" The two of them must have a close connection together! ”

"Jiang Bin wants to kill Master Yang?" Zhu Houzhao held his cheeks and quickly denied this, because the marks on their names were the same, and they were actually the same kind.

"So, who will this Jiang Bin be? What kind of person is he? Zhu Houzhao didn't understand, but it didn't matter if he wanted to understand it or not, which let Zhu Houzhao know that he had to pay attention to a person named Jiang Bin, and he also needed to pay attention to his beloved Master Yang.