King Xian called Steward Cai in his mouth, but no one responded, only to find that there was one person missing by his side.

A little man in red hurriedly rushed up and whispered in the ear of King Xian:

"Lord Wang, Steward Cai, he... He accidentally broke his head and was resting in the backyard... Or the small ones will deal with it?..."

King Xian glared angrily and slapped the armrest, "What? This old Cai has always been cautious in doing things, how could he... That's it, you do as I tell you, and don't let these distinguished guests of this king feel rude..."

"The little one obeys..."

The little man in red shuddered for a moment, and retreated resignedly.

After a while, two rows of maids walked in through the side doors on both sides, holding dishes in their hands and serving lightly to each table.

The music sounded, accompanied by the sound of heaven, the beauties in colorful dance costumes fluttered to the scene, their posture was graceful, there were thousands of styles between the eyebrows, a stretch, an opening and closing, a jump and a fall, as if the fairies were playing in the flowers, and like the butterflies chasing each other, so that the visitors were secretly praised.

"Tsk... It is worthy of being the dancing girl of Ziyang Palace, Brother Xiao, Lu Tanhua, you take a closer look, is there a fragrance of flowers everywhere in this hall?...

Xu Tong closed his eyes, sniffing east and west, as if he was intoxicated by the gentle township.

And Lu Yansheng was deeply attracted by the dancing of these dancers, but he didn't hear what Xu Tong said clearly.

"Brother Xu, I didn't smell the fragrance of flowers, but I did understand why Brother Xu didn't let Sister Xueyan come with me..."Xiao He quipped.

As soon as Xiao He mentioned Zhou Xueyan, Xu Tong came to his senses and smiled bitterly:

"You really can't open a pot, if Xueyan knew that we were here to eat wine and appreciate beautiful women, you wouldn't chop me alive?..."

At this time, the little Hou Ye couldn't hide his coveting of these women, and what was ticking on the wine table turned out to be the Ha Lazi that flowed from the mouth of the little Hou Ye.

"Beauty... It's beautiful..."

The little marquis made kneading movements with his hands from time to time, immersed in his imagination.

Seeing him like this, the Black Sect Leader slowly shook his head, but he still tried his best to stay calm, and drank all the wine in the cup, intentionally or unintentionally diverting his attention.

King Xian looked at the performance of everyone in the audience and nodded with satisfaction, but his gaze stayed on Ji Yan's body for a moment.

"I thought you kid wouldn't come, but I didn't expect that your courage was not small..."

King Xian said secretly, and then clapped his palms, and the dancing girls all retreated after listening to the order.

"Alas... What a pity..."

Just when Xu Tong was still reluctant to give up on those women, King Xian stood up and said loudly:

"As you must know, inviting everyone here today is not just about eating, drinking, and dancing... This king got a few authentic paintings of Zhang Daozi and wanted to auction them to expand military supplies..."

As soon as these words came out, the audience immediately discussed:

"Zhang Daozi's authentic handiwork? There won't be that picture of Akiyama, right? Can King Xian be willing to sell ?...?"

"This Autumn Mountain picture is the pinnacle of Zhang Daozi's work, let's open our eyes..."

... ...

King Xian paused, and then continued:

"Now that the war in Kyushu is tight, not to mention the rebellion in the Southern Barbarians, the nomadic tribes in the north and the ice fields are also in urgent need of rectification... In this auction, all the money and property obtained will be used as military salaries, so everyone should actively bid for the auction, and they should support the imperial court and the saint..."

As soon as this big hat was covered, King Xian's confidence was even stronger, and although the people below were cheering again and again, they scolded his mother in his heart.

The southern barbarians are fierce, and the eldest prince personally led hundreds of thousands of male soldiers to conscript, but he was just pretending, and in the end, it was very likely to shake hands with the barbarians and make peace. And the nomadic and ice fields in the north are all places where birds don't poop, and there are few people there, how can they threaten the imperial court?

The real threat is the big families in each state, they are the financial masters behind the five major cultivation sects, not to mention the wealth of the rival country, many of them also have troops and self-respect, obviously like a soil emperor.

Of course, King Xian knew this very well, but he didn't want to make enemies for himself, so why take this risk if he could avoid the important and achieve his goal?

Secretly gave the little man in red a look, and King Xian said again:

"This first painting is Zhang Daozi's winter snow returning to the mountain..."

The little man in red immediately took out a seven-foot-high box from behind, and he carefully pulled out a painting from the box, which was actually collected with fine perspective crystals and gorgeous wooden frames, showing the importance that King Xian attached to this painting.

Through this layer of crystallization, everyone in the audience can see the painting inside clearly.

Although there is not much ink on this painting, the blank space is the finishing touch, an old man walking slowly among the snow-capped mountains, leaving a few footprints behind him. The whole painting makes everyone feel Zen and evokes reverie, which is worthy of the handwriting of Zhang Daozi.

"Hmm... It's really Master's painting, I've heard Master say it, and it's also his proud work... I didn't expect to meet here..."Lu Yansheng's eyes lit up, staring at the painting and muttering to himself.

The people who knew how to paint in the field all cast appreciative glances, especially Ning Guogong, who stroked his beard and nodded secretly.

This painting was made by Zhang Daozi in his early years, with a reserve price of 10,000 taels of gold... You are free to bid until there is no higher price..."

King Xian announced the reserve price of this painting, and many people in the audience gasped, 10,000 taels of gold, this huge amount of money can buy ten shops in the best part of the imperial city.

"Tsk... It is worthy of Zhang Daozi's authentic work, the reserve price can be so against the sky, it seems that the transaction price will at least increase several times..."

"This is Zhang Daozi's real handiwork, it's worth spending some money, and the price will definitely rise after many years..."

... ...

Although the nobles present exchanged their heads and ears, Xiao He's table was unusually calm.

"Brother Xu, do we want to take the lead and shake these so-called rich people?..." Xiao He drank the wine in the glass and asked jokingly.

Xu Tong smiled slightly, leaned back, and called Lu Yansheng through Xiao He:

"Hey... I said Lu Tanhua, are you sure this is your master's real handiwork?..."

Lu Yansheng looked at Xu Tong and showed a confident look, "That's right, it's indeed the master's pen, and Xiao Sheng dares to use Xiang Shang's head as a guarantee..."

Xu Tong got Lu Yansheng's affirmative answer, his face was full of joy, he stroked his mustache and nodded at Xiao He:

"Since King Xian wants to sell paintings to expand military supplies, let's sell him this favor, and after the banquet is over, we can ask him for the people who are detained here..."

Xiao He stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of Xu Tong, "Then let's report this number?..."

"Brother Xiao, you can go up, brother, I have money..."

Xu Tong showed a rich and crude expression, like an upstart, but Xiao He knew that it was natural for him to be so crazy.

Xiao He raised two fingers, ready to say the amount of their money, but the opposite side reported one step ahead of them: "I will give 50,000 ..."

The audience was suddenly silent, and everyone's eyes were on the source of this voice, and Xiao He was even more shocked, looking at the other side, and the two fingers he stretched out even forgot to take back.

The one who shouted out the sky-high price of 50,000 turned out to be the Second Highness who had been sitting quietly all the time, Ji Yan.

Seeing that His Royal Highness was the first to quote this rare high price, King Xian was surprised and secretly happy.

"Even if you know each other, you know how to raise the price for your own uncle, but the first auction is 50,000, I'm afraid this amount is a bit high..."

Thinking so, King Xian stretched out his hand and pointed at Ji Yan, "Second prince Ji Yan, bid 50,000, is there anything higher than him?..."

King Xian observed everyone's expressions left and right, many of them had bitter faces, and shook their heads secretly, it seems that this bid is indeed too high.

And at this time, the one who wanted to hold down Ji Yan the most and beat him violently was obviously Xu Tong, he stared hatefully at the second highness of the old god on the opposite side, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.

"Grandma's, this is just the beginning of the offer, that kid is so arrogant, fifty thousand taels, is there a gold mountain in his house?..."

Xiao He looked at Ji Yan and suddenly caught a hint of cunning in his eyes, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Brother Xu, I'm afraid that His Royal Highness deliberately raised the price, let's not be impulsive, we have to calm down..."