Donkmar rode his horse and walked through the streets of the town with a few friends, and he wanted to go through the streets to the castle of Quedlin, which was built on a hill, and he heard that King Henry's health was getting worse and worse, and if the king died at this time, then the nobles who were by the king's side would undoubtedly benefit the most, and while he was thinking about it, he heard a shout in his ears, and looked over and found that it was actually a bazaar. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Let's take a look." Donkmar sat down on his horse and gestured to the horse-leading attendant, who hurriedly bowed to him and walked over.

At this time, the aristocratic girl uncovered the flannel cloth to reveal an oak box, and the onlookers looked at the box in wonder, although the box was shiny with paint, but did not see anything strange.

"What's going on?" It happened to be Herman. After Billon said goodbye to Prince Otto, the town under Quedlinburg became famous in the kingdom, so he wanted to buy something for his mother before returning to his estate.

"Sir, it looks like someone is selling treasures." Follow Herman. The servant beside Billon came back soon after inquiring about it.

"Oh, Jumbo?" Herman. Billon was intrigued, and he strode over, for he was tall and large, and was dressed in the robes of a Frankish nobleman, and the others hurriedly gave way to the heroic young nobleman.

"It's a box, not to mention a treasure, even one or two are placed in the merchant families in our town." The onlookers looked at the oak box and couldn't help laughing.

"It is ridiculous that these men must have come from that little nobleman from the poor countryside, who had taken an oak box for a treasure, and were ashamed to say that it was the king's treasure."

"Huh?" Herman. Billon looked at the girl standing by the wooden box, and saw that she was as lovely as a daffodil standing beside the lake, and the brightly colored aristocratic girl's long skirt and the noble belt set off her noble, but Herman wondered how such a noble girl could sell any king's treasures in the bazaar?

"Poof." The girl couldn't help laughing, she smiled like a flower, like a flower blooming in winter, and everyone was stunned.

"The treasure is in the box, you people don't know it." The bald old man saw the confused look of the crowd, stood up from behind the girl proudly, and said to them.

"Well, that makes sense, then please open it!" Everyone was curious, and everyone said to the girl, and Herman, who was standing in the crowd, also smiled and watched, and he was also intrigued by the strange combination of the three.

"It's okay to open it, but the box can't be opened easily either, because the contents can only be seen by real buyers." The girl pressed her hand on the wooden box and said to the onlookers.

"W-what does this mean?" The onlookers stared widely, and although some wanted to give up and thought that the three men were liars, strangely enough, they couldn't take their eyes off the shiny wooden box.

"That is, you have to compete with each other, and the one who pays the highest price can get this wooden box." The girl said with a smile.

The merchants and the onlookers looked at each other in amazement, but at last someone couldn't help but be curious like a cat scratching in their hearts, and came up with a price, and one person made a bid, and someone immediately followed suit, and soon the price was constantly raised, and finally someone had already paid a hundred silver coins.

"Well, no one is bidding with me, right?" The merchant who bid a hundred silver coins looked around proudly, as a merchant is usually oppressed by the nobles and priests, and there are certain restrictions on living areas and clothing, and he is even more despised by the nobles and priests, and now when the nobles and other merchants are helpless, the merchant who thinks that he has won the bid can't help but feel very face-saving.

"Okay, one hundred silver coins once, one hundred silver coins twice, one hundred silver coins ~~~." The girl was also happy, and she raised her hand and patted it lightly on the wooden box, and was about to be photographed for the third time, when she was stopped.

"Wait a minute, I'll give you a hundred and one silver." At this time, Donkmar rushed in with a group of Saxon nobles, and when he saw Donkmaar and the Saxon nobles around him, everyone else hid on both sides, who here did not know Donkmar's domineering, if he dared to oppose him, I was afraid that he would be attacked by unknown people in the middle of the night.

"One hundred and one?" The girl's thin eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked at the merchant who was bidding, only to see that the merchant was red-faced and quickly lowered his head and stepped aside.

"Why not? As long as I exceed his price! Donkmar looked at the girl who sold the box, and his eyes lit up, although he had a wife, he had more mistresses, nobles or commoners from the Duchy of Saxony, and even beautiful village girls from the farm, he could get it as long as he wanted, but he saw the girl in front of him with a different taste.

"Absolutely." The girl frowned because she hadn't thought of this loophole, it seemed that the rules must be changed next time, and the price difference could not be less than ten silver coins.

"A hundred silver dollars." The bald old man and the obese old woman were overwhelmed with excitement, they had never seen so much money in their lives.

"Donkmar." Herman hiding in the crowd. Billund crossed his arms as he leaned against the wall of the bazaar, watching coldly.

"Goo~~." A flock of hens foraging in the bazaar, pecking at the ground as if no one was around, the ground covered with muddy water and dirty hay, the occasional crumb of bread, and the small bugs that hid and rats poking their heads out of the sewer-strewn outlets.

"Smack." Suddenly, a loud sound came, and the rat that had just poked its head out of the mouth of the sewer shrank back in fright.

"You~~." Donkmar covered his hand and looked at the girl angrily, and when he reached out to open the box, the girl raised her hand and slapped it on the back of his hand.

"Haven't paid yet, what are you that can touch me casually?" The girl sneered and said to Donkmar.

"Oh, who am I? I'm the king's son, Donkmar, and if I say I'll give you money, will I be in debt? Donkmar looked at the girl in front of her, she had the temperament and countenance of an aristocracy, but her behavior was very rough, almost like a peasant's daughter, but the mixture of elegance and roughness in her body at the same time gave her a special charm.

"I'm not selling." The girl suddenly reached out and took the box back into her arms, and she said to Donkmar.

"Down, it's already mine." When has Donkmaar been treated like this, even Prince Otto has to concede three points to him.

"Put it down." The Saxon nobles beside Donkmar immediately stepped forward and put their hands on the hilt of their swords and shouted loudly.

"Wow." The bald old man and his wife were so frightened that they wanted to hide in the rat hole, and they shivered and tugged at the girl's skirt to try to make her give the box to Donkmar, but the girl was unmoved.

"No one can touch my stuff until they pay the money." The girl hugged the box tightly and said without fear.

"Hmm." Herman. Billon's eyes were full of admiration when he looked at the girl, how many noble knights did not dare to face the obscenity of Donkmar, but a girl who looked weak had such courage.

"Hey, hey." Donkmar laughed, he looked directly at the girl, and said, "The reason why I bought your things is not really because I really fancy the so-called treasures inside, but because I want to expose your deception, and now I have said it!" ”

"Yes, you dress like nobles, but we don't know you, and there are no nobles like you in the entire kingdom."

"How dare you pretend to be a nobleman, knowing that you will be crucified at a crossroads?" The Saxon nobles shouted.

"Of course I'm a nobleman, but I'm not a nobleman of Saxony, and it's normal that you don't know each other." The girl tucked the box under her arm and said to the Saxon nobles.

"Interesting, really interesting." Donkmar looked at the fearless maiden, and he was now more interested in the mysterious maiden.

"Oh, catch them." Seeing Donkmar's expression, these Saxon nobles knew what he meant, and immediately stepped forward to overturn the wooden table, stretched out their hands to rob people, and the people in the bazaar were so frightened that they fled in all directions.

"Stop." Suddenly, Herman. Billund strode out, and with a thud he drew his sword from his waist, blocking the maiden and the Saxon nobles.

"Well, who would dare to get in the way of us catching criminals." Donkmar's friends also immediately drew their swords at their waists, and suddenly the bazaar became even more chaotic, but the maiden and Herman. Billund and the Saxon nobles seemed to be at the center of the storm, facing each other.

"I'm Herman. Billund is a member of the Billund family. "Herman. Billund said loudly.

"Well, it seems to be a friend of Prince Otto." Hearing Herman's name, the Saxon nobles immediately reacted, and they looked at the burly noble swordsman in front of them, and they hesitated a little.

"What are bastards afraid of, we are catching criminals pretending to be nobles, and anyone who stands in our way is a conspirator." When Donkmar heard that Herman was a friend of Prince Otto, he was even more unlikely to back down, so he drew his sword and stepped forward, pointing several swords at Herman. Billund.

"There is a sheriff to catch criminals, don't worry about a noble person like you, Lord Donkmar!" Herman. Billon stood fearlessly in front of the girl, but suddenly he felt very quiet behind him, and he couldn't help but look back, only to find that the girl, the bald old man, and the old woman had fled in the chaos.