"Second master, I inquired. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info the other party came out of the palace of Lord Luoyang Ling, or the old slave on the palace brought it personally. One of the errand runners of the Yuwen family whispered.

"Even if that old thing Wang Han came in person, he wouldn't dare to contradict me like this. Could it be that the other side is eating the bear's heart and the leopard is not guts, you go to the other side to bring a message, if you don't know each other, be careful of his head. Yuwen Zhihe scolded angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes." The errand boy hurriedly took the order and went out.

"Yes, that woman is the body of extreme yin, and her cultivation is the Haoran righteousness of Confucianism, which happens to be the best furnace. The old man has been trapped in the bottleneck of this middle stage of the grandmaster for many years, as long as he breaks through this realm this time, my family will definitely stand behind you and help your son run for the next generation of Yuwen family masters. "It turns out that this is the grandmaster in the box of the Yuwen family that He Xuewu felt.

And Yu Wenzhihe, who was originally extremely arrogant, stood in front of this white-haired old man, but he was submissive. You must know that this is the consul of the side branch of Yuwen Gate, and he is also the second master besides his father Yuwenshu. Even the current big brother Yu Wenhua is slightly inferior, and he has always been a neutral faction in the Yuwen family.

"Then thank you Uncle Six." Originally, Yuwen Zhihe was unable to become the head of the family because of his own cultivation. Now I can only give the opportunity to the next generation, compared to Yu Wenhua and the best son Yuwen Chengdu, Yuwen Zhihe also has a more prominent son Yuwen Chengjing. Now Yuwen Zhiji's plan is to auction Zhuge Ziluo down and give it to the sixth uncle in front of him, so that he can relieve his demons and curry favor with the sixth uncle.

However, He Xuewu would not let him do so, and in the face of Yuwen Zhiji's threat, He Xuewu only showed a disdainful smile on his face. The price in his mouth continued to increase, and in this way, the auction price of Zhuge Ziluo once reached five million yuan. This is equivalent to five hundred gold, a figure that can almost bankrupt a medium-sized family, even if Yu Wenzhi wants to come up with this money, he has to hesitate again and again. This is almost the reserve price of Yuwen Zhiji, and He Xuewu's side has temporarily stopped continuing to quote. After all, according to Lu Xiaoxuan, this is a sky-high price, although it is not that Shenbing Mountain Villa can't take out this amount of money now, but after taking out this money, it will also hurt his muscles and bones. So He Xuewu wanted to continue to increase the price but was stopped by Lu Xiaoxuan, here he hesitated, but the huge fat man in the auction house was a happy flower. Today, the saint is preparing for the march, and what he lacks is money and food, and now if he reports the news of the 500 gold auctioned out today, it is estimated that he will also make a great achievement.

Just when he was about to drop the third hammer, He Xuewu finally made a bid.

"Five million and ten thousand."

At this moment, Yuwen Zhiji was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but Yuwen Zhihe and the white-haired old man behind him looked at Zhuge Ziluo on the auction table, and finally couldn't help but speak: "Zhiji, shout the price!" The old man gave you more than 500 gold. “

As soon as this sentence came out, Yu Wenzhi made up for it. What is it for me, what the fuck benefits the most is whether you are good or not, and now you are talking so magnificently, this cheeky yu wenzhi and feels that he still has to practice for a few more years. But he also calmed down a little, and asked in a low voice: "How much is that?" “

"Haha, although the old man is the leader of the side line, you also know that the side line is hidden in the shadows, and the financial resources are not as good as your descendants. But the old man is also out of the way today, and he took out the coffin book to accompany you crazy. The white-haired man said confidently, and then stretched out five fingers.

Yu Wenzhi asked meaningfully: "Five million? “

Looking at Yuwen Zhiji, who was full of expectations, the white-haired old man shook his head and said, "It's 500,000." “

At this sound, Yuwen Zhihe seemed to have encountered a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and was thundered by the old man in front of him. couldn't help whispering: "500,000 is embarrassed to say." “

"What did you say?" The white-haired old man is at the level of a grandmaster, no matter how low he is, as long as he listens carefully, he will always hear it, and he can't help but feel a little angry on his face, and scolded.

"No, Uncle Six. How do I want to quote again, do I want to gamble in one go? Or a gamble? Yuwen Zhiji also realized that he had just said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words.

"Do you still need me to teach you?" The white-haired old man glared at Yu Wenzhi angrily.

"Six million." Yu Wenzhi immediately opened his mouth and quoted the final reserve price.

You know, just now he was going to cheat out of the old thing, so that he could save some pocket money. It's a pity that now I have been completely defeated by the old thing's cheekiness, 500,000, which casually pulls a second-generation child of the Yuwen family with money that can come up with it, and it is really a loss that this is the second person of the Yuwen family. I have no choice but to directly pull out all my family resources, and it depends on whether the person who has something to do with Wang Han's old thing can continue.

After all, at this point on the scene, it is no longer the price that Wang Han's old thing can pay, which shows that the owner of the box definitely has another origin. As for who it is, this aroused Yuwen Zhiji's curiosity.

"I'll go, six million. Xuewu, you can't bid anymore, this is the total income of the Divine Soldier Villa plus He Ji Yinhao for two years, don't do it for that vixen. Lu Xiaoxuan on the side turned into a witch, and she blocked He Xuewu's mouth when he was about to open his mouth to increase the price.

"It's a big deal, it's not just the price of a knife. You forget, we came to Luoyang, the eastern capital, for other purposes. He Xuewu said with a serious face.

While Lu Xiaoxuan was still thinking, He Xuewu hurriedly quoted his price before the third hammer fell.

"Six million and ten thousand."

"Okay, six million and one thousand times, six hundred and one thousand two times, one hundred and one thousand three times, congratulations to the VIP of the No. 23 wing upstairs, you have won this superb beauty." Pang Fatzi smiled and congratulated the audience.

And the old slave in He Xuewu's wing said: "Send that woman over, the prince said that he would pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and we will continue to take the photo." ”

This is a sentence that stirs up a thousand waves, what, and continue to shoot? Could it be that the other party is using Luoyang Ling's identity to cover something, nine times out of ten he is a Confucian, but now that the open Confucian power is already declining, is there still a hidden power that has not yet been exposed.

Of course, this was said by He Xuewu to let the old slave out, which can not only maintain his sense of mystery, but also attract more and greater attention. After all, in this prosperous eastern capital of Luoyang, there are many people who can take out six hundred gold, but there are not many who can continue to take it out. (To be continued.) )