He looked at He Yuan, who was holding a drumstick on the stage and was enthusiastically agitating, showing a sneer, and the tips of his fingers in his sleeves had caught an extremely small willow leaf flying knife at some point. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info as thin as a cicada's wings, narrow only half a finger, and the tip of the knife flashed with the light of the orchid, which was obviously quenched and poisonous.

"Give people roses, and your hands will have a lingering fragrance! Enthusiasm for public welfare, with compassion in mind, is the fine tradition of our fathers and villagers in Jinling, your good deeds will be remembered, spread by the world, become a good story in the world......"

The auction was so hot that the finale had not yet been served, and the charity funds raised had far exceeded 30,000 taels, and it looked like it was rushing for 40,000 taels. He Yuan was in a good mood, and he sent out baskets of good words, and he didn't want money anyway......

Hu Sanniang looked at He Yuan, who was hoarsely raising funds, and her heart was suddenly surrounded by a soft emotion, He Yuan's hippie smiling face made her happy, but He Yuan in this state moved her.

Uncle Dao, who was dressed in a gray robe, raised his left arm with a cold expression, facing He Yuan, and was about to flick his fingers. Suddenly, a silver-gray whisk of dust caught his arm, and he suddenly felt that his arm was sore, his fingers were weak, and the tiny willow leaf flying knife suddenly fell to the ground. Fortunately, at this time, people's excitement was on the auction table, and they were not found, otherwise I am afraid that it would be another riot.

This dust was a big surprise, there was no warning in advance, Uncle Dao was shocked, and suddenly turned around, and saw a middle-aged Taoist with a smile on his face and a long sword on his back.

"Sneaky, what kind of ability!"

He couldn't help but snort coldly, and suddenly shook his arm unconvinced, trying to break free of the whisk, and then the seemingly gentle whisk of dust was like taking root, and it didn't shake at all. His face changed, and he knew that he might have met a master.

"Do you know who the old man is, he dares to destroy the old man's affairs!"

The gray-robed old man lowered his voice and gritted his teeth.

"No matter where you come from or who you are, in short, you can't move this person, otherwise don't blame the old man for being polite!"

Although the middle-aged Taoist priest was smiling, his tone was extremely cold. Looking at the cold eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, Uncle Dao suddenly panicked, and he couldn't say anything hard.

"You come with the old man......"

The middle-aged Taoist smiled, and as soon as he pulled the dust in his hand, Uncle Dao couldn't help but lean over.

Liang Jizhong, who was sitting on the stage, looked at the audience with a smile, thinking about whether to shoot another treasure, this kind of good deed that can not only get a treasure, but also win character, he doesn't mind doing a few more.

Although the middle-aged Taoist and Uncle Dao didn't cause much commotion when they left, when everyone paid attention to this stage, it was still a little abrupt for the two of them to turn around like this. Liang Jizhong's eyes subconsciously swept towards them, and he chuckled in his heart, almost jumping up from the chair.

He is so familiar with that emaciated back, Uncle Dao!

He almost subconsciously glanced at He Yuan, and the purpose of Uncle Dao's coming was too obvious at this time. It's crazy that this old guy wants to kill people directly in the middle of the city, this old madman!

However, seeing Uncle Dao and the middle-aged Taoist priest turn around and leave together, he let out a long breath. Now that the Liang family is on the cusp, they really can't make any more noise.

He Yuan didn't know that he had already walked around the ghost gate, and at this time he could flicker vigorously, and it was actually quite cool to be the host of the auction. Carrying a drumstick, a bang, a large amount of silver into the account.

"The last treasure is a strange beast paperweight used by Emperor Liang in the previous dynasty! Donor, Jinling Liang Mansion! We can't measure the value of this treasure by ordinary gold and silver, but just because of it, it's enough to make it a treasure! This is simply a family heirloom, I can't imagine that the head of the Liang family is willing to take it out for charity, let's applaud his righteous deeds! ”

Although he doesn't have a good impression of the Liang family, Liang Jizhong's hand is too beautiful! As far as the matter is concerned, we have to praise it! As soon as He Yuan's words fell, even Li Gefei's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he glanced at Liang Jizhong with some surprise. This thing, in fact, has a symbolic meaning greater than its actual value, but just this gimmick used by Emperor Liang in the previous dynasty is enough to enjoy.

"The value of this thing is difficult to estimate, so our reserve price is temporarily positioned at two thousand taels, and the price increase is not less than one hundred taels each time! Please bid! ”

As soon as He Yuan's voice fell, someone directly gave a high price of two thousand five hundred taels, and the price was increased by five hundred taels at a time, which is definitely wealthy! He Yuan glanced at the uncle with a big belly, it turned out to be the big shopkeeper of the rich and wealthy bank! How dare this person come out? He Yuan decisively gave him a thumbs up, there is a kind!

The pit won't kill you!

If you want to ask He Yuan why he hates this guy so much, it is because the proprietor behind this rich money village is the scum horse king Xu, who is known as the most bullish horse in history!

This Wang Juma is quite talented, good at painting, especially his paintings, "not ancient and modern, self-contained", at the time and later generations are highly sought after, and the same period Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu, Qin Guan, Li Gonglin and many other literati have a very good relationship. These cattle people often get together on weekdays, pay poems and sing harmony, and Li Gonglin also painted "West Garden Elegant Collection" to commemorate the grand occasion at that time.

But this talented colt is really too scumbag, and it is a bit insulting to describe him as scumbag, anyway, when he was studying in his previous life, when he read about this guy, He Yuan wanted to beat him.

This guy is married to Princess Bao'an, the daughter of Song Yingzong, and she is still Song Huizong's uncle in terms of generation. Although the princess of Bao'an was born in the royal family, she did not have the arrogance of the royal children at all, but was extremely gentle and graceful, not only obeyed the words of the king's concubine, and welcomed her intentions, but also treated her in-laws with great filial piety. Princess Bao'an never said that he was not.

It stands to reason that if a person marries such a daughter-in-law, you must not steal the joy!

But this guy just belongs to the kind of slut who gives shame to face, seeing that Princess Bao'an is weak and easy to bully, this guy is simply getting worse. not only scolded Princess Bao'an and married a concubine, but also loved the concubines very much, causing even those concubines who had no status to dare to confront the princess in person, so angry that Shenzong had belittled his officials.

But although there is a strong emperor brother, the kind and weak Princess Bao'an has never been able to raise her head. The old king continued to spend all his time, and even openly made love with the concubine in front of him, and she was so angry that she vomited blood. (To be continued.) )