"Brother Lang, the third brother is like this, it's all Yuan'er's fault."

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly.

"The two brothers didn't rest well, so it's better not to ...... today"

"No!"

Saburo hurriedly spoke out against it.

"Yesterday at Pudu Temple, we called our classmates to help us ask for leave from Mr."

"Charitable foundations are important, how can you retreat because of some small things."

"Yes!"

Da Lang nodded heavily.

"I have discussed with my third brother, and I will preside over today's auction."

Da Lang said, a little nervous.

Yesterday, he saw Saburo on the auction table, calm and composed, speaking in a clear manner, and even quoting scriptures.

He didn't know if he could be as calm as Saburo.

It's just that they are all dignified men, how can he be willing to be left behind.

Therefore, it is imperative to do today.

After hearing this, Song Qingyuan looked at San Lang.

Saburo nodded, "Yes!" ”

As he spoke, he pointed to his throat.

"My voice is already a little hoarse, so I will ask Brother Da Lang to replace me today, and I will replace him tomorrow."

"In this way, our two brothers can alternately preside over and get rest, wouldn't it be both."

"Yes, it's both."

Song Qingyuan smiled.

In fact, there is another meaning, San Lang didn't say it, but Song Qingyuan understands, he wants to be a good man.

Since they are two brothers, they came to Beijing together, and they went to Guozijian to study together.

San Lang made a name for himself by hosting a charity auction, how could he not pull his brother.

"In this way, I'm going to trouble Brother Lang today......"

The second day of the charity auction.

Song Qingyuan and others are still there, and they came to Pudu Temple early.

It's still the familiar fragrance, the familiar bell ringing, but today, it's a little different from yesterday.

There are many fewer dignitaries and dignitaries, and there are more ordinary people, merchants, literati, and students.

And Prince Rui, Princess Changqin, Princess Duan, Lord Peizen and others, as Song Qingyuan expected, did not appear.

The latter, she knew why.

As for Lord Rui......

I'm afraid I'm worried about the silver in my bag, I'm afraid that I will be driven to the shelves again.

Therefore, he simply did not show up, and did not join in the excitement.

And Shen Biqing, who was standing beside him, also noticed this phenomenon, and frowned unconsciously.

"Yuan'er, I'm afraid I'm ...... today"

If there are fewer dignitaries and dignitaries, there will be fewer rich people and fewer people who spend money like dirt.

Shen Biqing is worried that today's auction will not be as good as yesterday's.

"I expected it a long time ago."

Song Qingyuan said softly.

This incident was expected by her.

So he lowered his voice and whispered, "Yesterday, there was a Pearl of the East China Sea donated by the Queen Mother, how many people came for the Night Pearl." ”

"Not only the value of the Night Pearl, but also the name of the Queen Mother, they have to take action."

"And later, the Duan inkstone donated by the emperor is even more so."

As soon as she said this, Shen Biqing remembered.

There are many officials, and it is true that they only appeared after the appearance of the German father-in-law.

The purpose is very clear, that is, to come to that inkstone.

It's a pity that he was defeated in the end, and Cheng Qi, a big businessman who made a big shot, returned defeated.

"Yesterday's important things were auctioned, and it is reasonable that those dignitaries and dignitaries will not come today."

Song Qingyuan said softly.

"It's okay, how can the auction be profitable every day."

"If you can do it for a long time, it is the right way."

After speaking, the two of them entered Pudu Temple, followed Master Puhui and other monks, Shami, and sorted out the things that need to be auctioned today.

When the time comes, the second auction will officially begin.

It's just that the host has changed from a sunny and good boy Saburo to a gentle and kind man.

I saw him wearing a student shirt and a square scarf, and walked calmly to the auction table.

A warm smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his voice, "It's not easy to have friends from afar." ”

"Welcome to Pudu Temple, student Song Huaiwen, here today to host this auction for all of you, three lives are fortunate."

"If there is any omission, please forgive me, the following is the first auction item."

Da Lang said and waved his hand, and Xiao Shami brought the prepared auction items.

"There are poems and clouds, and the eyes are like a tree, and the sharp edge is like a cone, and this is what I am talking about."

"Famous for its sharp, qi, round, and healthy handwriting."

"This brush is donated by a generation of literary masters, the prince of the country, and Lord Lin."

"It's a rare good thing, and Lin Sai wine is very much loved."

"However, in response to the charitable foundation's act of benevolence, I still endure the pain and donate this thing to auction here and now."

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"Let's start shooting now......"

Da Lang solemnly announced.

"Fifty taels!"

A young man sitting in the eighth row was the first to shout.

Da Lang looked at it from a distance and looked at it, okay~ It turned out to be a classmate and the son of a minister of the court.

But today, the Guozijian did not rest......

Da Lang vaguely understood that this person may have known in advance that the donated goods of Lin Sai Liquor would be auctioned today.

So I took a leave of absence in advance and came here to bid.

"Fifty taels, is there anything higher than fifty taels?"

Da Lang retracted his thoughts and seriously became the auction host.

"Sixty taels!"

A young man dressed as a scholar joins the auction.

"Seventy taels!"

Dalang's classmates increased the price again.

"Eighty taels!"

The young man did not give in.

"Ninety taels ......"

"One Hundred and Two ......"

"One hundred and twenty taels ......"

The two of you come and go, and they don't let each other go.

"Two hundred taels!"

A voice interjected again.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be the attendant of the Hanlin Academy, Lord Xu.

This person is now in his early thirties, and he is also a former role model, and his knowledge and talent are all first-class.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are deeply studied.

You can often see its traces in the study, the heir, and the heir.

"Two hundred and sixty taels!"

Da Lang's classmates saw this person's move, and they were even more determined to take this brush into their pockets.

"Two hundred and eighty taels ......"

"Three hundred taels ......"

"Three hundred and ten taels ......"

The outcry came and went.

Da Lang looked at the brush close at hand and felt regretful.

This pen is beautifully made, the pen is tough, if he sits down, I can't help but yearn for it.

It's a pity...... The bag is still shy.

After a while, the competition for the wolf's brush came to an end.

In the end, it was still Dalang's classmate who got this brush for five hundred taels of silver.

The auction hammer fell heavily, and with a wave of his hand, Xiao Shami immediately presented the brush.

At the same time, five hundred taels of silver were handed over to Master Puhui.

"Thank you for the donation of Lin Sai Liquor."

Da Lang stood on the auction table and raised his voice, "At the same time, Lord Lin Sacrifice Wine Forest, there is also a very important matter to announce to everyone today. ”

As he spoke, Da Lang leaned sideways and made a gesture of please.

Lin Saijiu, who was sitting in the front row, straightened his clothes and walked onto the auction table in the eyes of everyone...... I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~