No matter how much dissatisfaction there was with Duan Jian's distribution plan, when the auction really started, everyone still gritted their teeth one by one, their eyes were red and screaming about the price, in front of interests, all the grudges were just a joke. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Three Thousand Kan"

"Three thousand five hundred times"

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"Five thousand, our Xiao family has five thousand."

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With shouts one after another, shocking prices were thrown out, and the things they bought were just non-existent elements.

"When the slave was originally in the world, he never understood why the previous holy master had many good opportunities, but he still didn't dare to leak the Heavenly Taoism in the open, just developed silently in secret, and then again the slave finally couldn't help but ask about the holy master, but saw the holy master smile bitterly and said, 'The opportunity is not yet time', at that time the slave has not understood, thinking that the holy master is afraid, and today seeing this scene, the slave finally understood the intention of the holy master."

Standing upstairs in a hidden place, the Holy Lord Su Wan'er and Aunt Xia silently watched everything that happened in the hall.

Regarding Aunt Xia's exclamation, Su Wan'er glanced at her curiously, and then wondered, "Aunt Xia, what do you understand, what does A-Niang's words mean." ”

Hearing Su Wan'er's question, Aunt Xia didn't answer her immediately, but asked instead, "Holy Master, how do you feel when you see this scene." ”

"Hmm"

Su Wan'er thought for a while before saying, "What do you feel, I just feel that Duan Jian's county order is very powerful, that is, there is no coercion, and there is no execution, just by virtue of a few words and an idea, you can receive so much money, and even for that share, it is really incredible to take out so much money." Just tonight, the money he received is probably about the same as the income of our Holy Sect in a year. ”

"What the Holy Lord said is good, and the slave also understood the painstaking efforts of the first Holy Lord because of this, think about it, just a county order of Qiantang County, not only is the means powerful, just came to Hangzhou to exterminate the Hangzhou rudder that has been developing in Hangzhou for many years, and then, I thought of a way, I can receive so much money, so the Tang Dynasty is so big, how many states and counties, even if not every state and county is as powerful as this Duan Jian, but even if one-tenth is so powerful, even if my Holy Sect re-raises the flag and rebels, the end is probably not much better than the first generation of the Holy Lord, I am afraid that this is also the reason why the First Holy Lord chose to develop the Holy Sect silently and not overly publicize, and it is precisely because of the strategy of the First Holy Lord that my Holy Sect has become strong today.

It's a pity that Ding Mian and other thieves are short-sighted and have no foresight, and they want to use the power of the Holy Sect to achieve their ambitions, which is not only their own destruction, but also pushing the entire Holy Sect to the fire. Aunt Xia said with a sad and indignant face.

Aunt Xia's words made Su Wan'er, who was originally in a slightly relaxed mood, regain the pain of the past, or rather, the ease of these days is just a beautiful dream, and today's words of Aunt Xia broke this dream and brought her back to reality.

When she looked down at the indifferent, personable young man, her heart was full of pain, she hoped that she would never become an opponent with him, but her natural fate determined all this, so that she didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Looking at his figure, she was stunned for a while, even if her nails pierced into her palms, she didn't feel the slightest.

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It was almost the end of September, and the scorching summer days were gone, replaced by a day below the temperature of the day, even though the overall weather during the Tang Dynasty was warmer than in later generations, but at this time many people also wore autumn clothes.

Along the canal, in the past, the water level of the canal would rise and fall depending on the season, and when it rose, it was good to say that the boats on the river could still pass smoothly, but when the water withered, the boats on the canal could only move forward quickly through some slender men, relying on manpower to pull the boats forward.

Unlike in the past, the banks of the canal are now densely packed with people, and if you look down from the sky, it looks like migrating ants, a large area of black oppression.

All of them were ragged, yellow and thin, and looked like they were about to die if they were not careful, and many of them were even wearing summer clothes, and their bodies were constantly trembling under the blowing of the river breeze.

These people are not slender men who pull boats, but the victims of the great floods in the river, south, river, and north, and after receiving the will of the imperial court to let them go south to eat, they will bring their families and mouths, and help the old and the young along the canal to think about the land south of the river.

Along the way, even with the special care of local governments, hundreds of thousands of disaster victims, like a swarm of locusts, ate everything they could find along the way, and even so, there were still some people who were old, frail, or died tragically in the middle of the road due to various accidents.

"Auntie, Auntie, what's wrong with you, wake up quickly, can you have anything to do, Grandpa is no more, if you have any accidents, how should the child live?" The crowd of disaster victims, who had been silent, suddenly burst out with heart-rending cries.

Hearing this voice, except for the occasional few warm-hearted people, most of the victims did not react, they just marched mechanically into the distance, not that they were born cold-blooded, but along the way, there were so many such things, they had long been surprised.

"Ah, Gong....... Lady, what are you doing This is our last bit of dry food, I heard that there are more than 30 miles away from the next county seat, and now there is no carriage, we have to walk at least a day to arrive, no dry food, how can we continue to walk! ”

In the midst of the indifferent victims, two women dressed in the same tattered clothes and with withered grass and hair were talking in low voices, but from their conversation and the embroidery of the scenery left in the corners of their clothes, it could be seen that these two women were definitely not ordinary people.

"Moshu, that old man is hungry at first glance, if you don't give him something to eat, I'm afraid he will really starve to death, there is food here, maybe it's only us, Bengong...... Well...... How can the slave family not save him when he dies, besides, this is the responsibility of the father, the father and the daughter should pay back, as the daughter of the father, it is the obligation of the palace to help the victims for the father, okay, you don't want much, give these dry food to the old man! A woman who looked like her master said to another woman.

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