Hou Cong found Mo Chang, and it was because of Baiyi.

He has been angry since he found out that Bai Yi "escaped" yesterday, and today he deliberately didn't look at others. But "afterglow" is a magical thing. Hou Cong's afterglow exists for the action of locking the white clothes. Wherever the white clothes look, Hou Cong is under the command of Yu Guang, and he also looks. Finally, he found Bai Yi nodding to the corner of the opposite side building.

There, a little farther away from the best place to see the excitement, in the opposite direction of the main building, in the third row behind the railing, on the edge of a small table, sat Mo Chang, his little servant named Cuizhu, and the coachman who once sent him to the Hou Mansion, a total of two subordinates, accompanied by him.

Mo Chang caught Hou Cong's eyes and arched his hand towards him. Hou Cong forgot about the white clothes for the time being, and today, he wants to cheer up and play more with Mo Chang. So he smiled rarely, and arched his hand as well. Suddenly, in the Guanhua Building, a woman's exclamation: "Hou Cong smiled!" A branch of the paulownia flower is blooming! ”

"What! Obviously I smile even better! Changkong was not convinced.

Murong Xing stood on the guard position, and unexpectedly picked up the stubble: "Your problem is that you laugh too much, and it's worthless." ”

"Huh?" Changkong looked back at Murong Xing like a ghost, "What's the matter?" Are you talking too much? ”

He didn't know that Murong Xing was being punished, and he tried his best to make up a hundred words.

A few of the best upstairs girls in the city, playing the piano and dancing, heated up the field, and they were worthy of the running audience. He Wen thanked a bunch of powerful people upstairs for their condescension, and thanked the buyers upstairs for saving face, and a few of his subordinates beat gongs and drums to announce the start of the auction. For a time, celebrity calligraphy and painting, the field house outside, to the beauties of the Western Regions, the famous horses of the north, gold, silver and bronze, there is no one who is not sold, and the transaction volume is also rising, Hou Chong and Lord Tian and others can be regarded as playing the role of a kind of notary, not only responsible for the final word, but also responsible for judging who should get the lot between the quarrelsome buyers.

The audience forgot to watch the excitement, and even the white clothes were attracted.

Hou Cong, who had been paying attention to the white-clothed man with his spare eyes, laughed at her in his heart: "I have never seen the world." ”

The two quietest people in the audience have always been Hou Cong and Mo Chang.

Finally, when the day was past the highest point and slightly skewed, the climax of the day's auction came: He Wen announced that the competition for the last lot, the super-large pearl of the night, Dragon Ball, was about to begin. He Wen simply repeated the fact that the Dragon Ball was stolen, and his mood did not seem to be affected, and he was even full of anticipation like the onlookers: "It is said that the people of the whole city, many of them have received the same letter as me—today, someone will return the Dragon Ball and appear on these honorable adults around me." You can guess who it was sent to, adding some flavor to today's auction. ”

He paused slightly, and all kinds of cries came and went.

And Hou Cong glanced back at Murong Xing, and the three hairs turned around and left. Before leaving, Murong Xing also whispered in Yuwen Changkong's ear.

"Well, that's right." Changkong said, he whispered a word to Hou Cong with a rare seriousness: "Yes." ”

Hou Cong's eyelids lowered and raised again, which was a response to Changkong. Then, for the first time, he looked at Bai Yi, "How did you become a daughter?" Not filial piety at all. Didn't you explain it to Uncle Yuwen? ”

"Huh?" Bai Yi was watching the excitement, and was suddenly poked by his brother, signaling to her, the eldest prince was talking to her. Bai Yi looked back at Hou Cong, not knowing why.

Hou Cong is working hard again, "If you don't be filial to your father, you won't respect your boss, and you won't obey your master." No wonder that did that to me. ”

"Huh?" Bai Yi still didn't understand what he was talking about.

At this moment, Changkong had already leaned over and explained what he knew in Yu Wenxing's ear.

But I still can't explain what Hou Cong's inexplicable words mean.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the scene was almost brewing, He Wen began to pace around the tables of the adults, and every time he walked to a table, he heard a crazy "hit" sound, and at the same time, another group of people desperately shouted "wrong bet".

Eventually, he stopped at his uncle's. With a kind smile, Deputy Manager He stood up gently, faced all the spectators, and took out the box containing the Dragon Balls from his cuff. Suddenly, cheering, screaming, and rang out, and even Hou Chong and the others were amused, saying "interesting" and "interesting", and clapped their hands.

He Wen couldn't have been more satisfied, he stood next to his uncle tightly and announced the start of the final auction with a reserve price of one thousand taels of silver. The buyers on the side floor were crazy, and called the price to 10,000 taels in a few clicks, and Hou Cong stood up at this time.

The eyes of the audience focused on him, only to see him holding the "Cutting the Moon" sword, wearing a silver ruby heart hair crown at home, and wearing light blue clothes, which was particularly luxurious and good-looking. He just stood in the spring breeze, and didn't say anything in a hurry, and the audience quieted down.

Hou Cong didn't look at anyone, so he smiled at Deputy Manager He.

"He Neixiang, please open the box, let's have a look, can we?"

Deputy Chief Manager He hurriedly waved his hand, "How can this work?" After all, this treasure was stolen and sent back inexplicably. In public, it's too dangerous, it's too dangerous. The rules of Datong have always been the same, but if the reserve price exceeds 800 taels, the scene is not publicly displayed. When we go down and pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, we will naturally give the buyer acceptance. I won't give people an empty box. ”

Changkong also stood up, "That's it, that's it, after all, there are too many treasures that have arrived at the auction site, and it's not strange to auction empty boxes." He smiled as he spoke, his eyes were full of temptation, and his white skin and lips were very beautiful.

I don't know who shouted, "It's because I just got sent back that it can't be an empty box!" Otherwise, it can't be regarded as being sent back to Deputy Chief He! ”

Deputy Manager He hurriedly shook the box, "It must be there, it must be there!" ”

"Definitely," Hou Cong simply learned these "witchcraft" from Changkong, he originally looked towards the main building, subtly turned slightly towards the audience, and then quickly swept the audience with his eyes, and when he came back to look at Deputy Chief He, he had already sent his gaze from a slightly biased angle, and he looked more and more charming and beautiful. "He Neixiang, many people are coming for the Dragon Ball today, and they can't see it at a glance and go back, what a pity!" He paused, glanced at the audience again, and deliberately made eye contact with many young women, causing a fainting sound, "After all, the nephew is not just to sell this grand event, but to make the people of the entire Datong happy, right." ”

Deputy Chief He is a person who has dealt with the emperor, and his heart and eyes are turning quickly, "The old slave has no opinion, but this bead is going to be auctioned, and the future master of the family has the final say." ”

He thought to himself, anyway, I didn't agree to open it when the time came, and if anything happens, don't come to me in the sedan chair where I get home from work!

"I'll buy it!" Hou Cong's hand waved slightly, and another group of women fell to the ground. "No matter who pays what high price, I am a thousand taels higher than him, I am the owner of the Dragon Ball, I have decided, please open the box and show everyone!"

As the cheers sounded, He Wen, who didn't know anything, didn't want to ignore the public opinion, so he took the box directly from the unsuspecting uncle, opened it to everyone.

The scene went from noisy, to quiet, to noisy again.

"What! Isn't that a lie? "The buyer who had just sold 10,000 taels of silver on the opposite floor was angry.

He Wen was stunned. Hou Cong launched a light gong from the side building and landed on the main building. He took the box, with a grim smile, and leaned on the railing with his other hand, looking at the eaves of the building opposite the Guanhua Tower.

"Boss He was deceived? Might as well. I'm still doing it. Give it to me at the reserve price, a thousand taels. ”

"Okay, good, a thousand taels is a thousand taels."

Hou Cong raised his voice, "In that case, this matter is over." No matter where the hero takes the beads, give me Hou Cong a face, and send it to my house, don't let me suffer. I won't claim your identity either. In addition, I also promised you one thing, as long as the heroes give me back the dragon balls, I will hold a flowing water banquet here on the night of three days, please feast your eyes and see the real beads, okay? ”

Bai Yi and Changkong looked at Mo Chang diagonally opposite, he was calm and calm, and seemed to think that this excitement was very good-looking. The matter was solved in the praise of Hou Cong by most audiences, regardless of men and women, young and old. Many dignitaries greeted each other, and they slowly dispersed.

He Wen made a lot of money anyway, and the small crisis caused by the empty box was also saved by Hou Cong, and he also earned 1,000 taels, so he was full of smiles.

Bai Yi was following Yu Wenxing and Changkong and preparing to go home, when Hou Cong, who didn't know where to reappear, grabbed his arm: "Didn't you want to beat someone for me since yesterday?" Come here. I'll take you to find Mao. ”

"Oh." Bai Yi agreed and left with Hou Cong. Yu Wenxing was not at ease, so he asked Changkong to hurry up and follow. At this time, in the noise of the carriages and horses that were about to leave the Guanhua Building, there was a sudden scream - the carriage that Deputy Chief He was sitting in was out of control, and the two horses went on a rampage like crazy.

Hou Cong's face sank, "I made a mistake." I expected that Deputy Chief Manager He would be wiped out, and I had already asked the three Mao to stay on the way home from his old man's house. But unexpectedly, the other party was using horses to attack. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he disappeared in white.

The frenzied horses galloped with the wagons, and everywhere they went, all the people had long since fled far away. There was only a pink-purple shadow of a flower, dancing beside it.