Shi Xin and Cai Yan glanced at each other and surrounded each other.

I saw two Holy Sect disciples respectfully holding a pair of bamboo slips, meeting everyone's gaze, and slowly unfolding the bamboo slips. The opening of the bamboo slip is written with three big characters of "Cao'e Tablet", which turned out to be a hand-copied version of "Cao'e Tablet".

I only heard one of the Holy Sect disciples introduce loudly: "The second elder often sighs that the "Cao'e Monument" is ancient and modern, preaching filial piety. But it is a pity that there is only one inscription, which is inconvenient to circulate. Therefore, the second elder copied a new copy of the flying white book for the students to read. ”

The disciples of the Holy Sect were articulate and generous, obviously accustomed to doing this. But Shi Xin didn't recognize them, and they should have been recruited later. Under the instructions of the disciples, I saw Cai Yong's signature written at the end of the bamboo slips.

"It turns out that what everyone is waiting for is the future father-in-law's Mobao. Shi Xin thought to himself.

The people around him let out a sigh of admiration again, and some people even used their fingers to copy in the void, looking fascinated.

Shi Xin looked at the bamboo slips, since the Feibai Book was created by Cai Yong three years ago, it has obviously undergone several improvements, the book is elegant, the pen is a dragon and a snake, the horizontal and vertical strokes are white, dry and suitable, and you can know that it comes from everyone's hands at a glance. He looked at Cai Yan obliquely, and saw that she was excited, full of worship and longing for her father.

Shi Xin saw Cai Yan like this, and was thinking about whether to go inside to meet the future father-in-law, when he suddenly heard a person next to him shouting: "Hey, there are still words under the bamboo slips."

Shi Xin followed what he was hoping for, and sure enough, he saw eight characters written under the bamboo slips: yellow silk young woman, grandson Yan Jiu.

The Holy Sect disciple's face was colorful, but his tone was not arrogant or impatient: "This is the latest word game invented by the Second Elder, and these eight words are a puzzle, and the answer is hidden in them. You can use your imagination and guess. But ah......" The disciple suddenly revealed an unfathomable expression, "The difficulty of this anagram is quite high, and at present, only the Left Protector Zhuge Kongming I taught can solve it, if you can't solve it, don't indulge in it." ”

The crowd whispered, and was aroused by the Holy Sect disciples, and they all buried their heads in thought.

There were a few conceited and intelligent people who were ecstatic and said a few answers, but they were denied by the disciples one by one, which caused the people next to them to laugh. As the so-called literati are light, probably so.

There was a sudden silence in the field, and the pins could be heard.

Shi Xin naturally knew what the mystery was, and this puzzle could be regarded as the ancestor of anagrams, but he was not appreciating calligraphy at the moment, let alone observing the reaction of the crowd, but wondering what Cai Yong's move was.

"I'll pay a hundred gold to buy this bamboo slip!" Someone suddenly said loudly.

Shi Xin was stunned, and when he looked at this person, he saw that he was dressed as a rich son, shaking the folding fan in his hand, and he looked quite elegant. He was accompanied by a scholar, who was born smart and clever, and when he heard the master's bid, he repeated again: "Xiangyang Chengwen, bid a hundred gold!"

As soon as Chengwen made a bid, everyone looked at him, and he smiled and arched his hand, which was regarded as a salute. Everyone was not annoyed that he had insulted Sven, and offered money to buy Cai Yong's Mobao, which seemed to be commonplace for this kind of situation.

Suddenly, a man in a green shirt sneered, and the corners of his mouth turned towards Chengwen

"Just a hundred gold, I want to buy Cai Sikong's Mobao! Frog at the bottom of the well, I'll give you five hundred gold!"

As soon as the five hundred taels of gold came out, everyone was amazed. Cheng Wen's face turned pale, and it was obvious that this amount had seriously exceeded his budget. He couldn't stand the teasing of the man in the green shirt, and was about to make a desperate gamble to raise the price, but the scholar hurriedly pressed his hand and whispered persuasion.

This man in green shirt is a well-known son in Chang'an, but he also likes to be vassal, and he is a fanatical admirer of Cai Yong, as long as Cai Yong has a Mobao, he will definitely arrive as soon as possible.

Shi Xin watched with interest, and when he was leaving, he only told Zhuge Liang to take Cai Yong's ink treasure out to buy it, but he didn't expect it to develop into a bidding form. He was curious about how Zhuge Liang persuaded Cai Yong to sell his treasure in this form of "open selling".

Of course, the disciples of the Holy Sect recognized the man in green shirts as a regular customer, and gave him enough face and said, "Young Master Xu supports the Second Elder as always. It is said that Xu Gongzi's family has collected a holy product, five fine products, and ten general products, which everyone in Chang'an City knows and knows. There are also often dignitaries and scholars, Confucian scholars to observe and visit. ”

The disciples of the Holy Sect praised a few words without a trace, and Xu Gongzi was like a bath in the wind, and the disciples of the Holy Sect bowed their heads, and their attitude was very polite.

Shi Xin listened to the words of the Holy Sect disciple, and his heart was happy: Kong Ming really knew how to set up a name, and he actually divided the Mobao into several grades, so that he would not worry about sales. He continued to ponder: This Holy Sect disciple is not a high-level disciple, Xu Gongzi should have a head and face in Chang'an City, and he was so polite to him, it seems that the Holy Sect has been doing well in Chang'an for a year and a half.

For many people, five hundred gold is already a lot. Seeing that many people were shaking their heads and sighing, the Holy Sect disciples decided to preach it harder: "Good to teach you to know that this puzzle was figured out by the Second Elder for a month, and if the answer to the mystery is revealed, it will definitely be amazing." This ink treasure is a genuine holy product, which is recognized by the second elder himself. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was immediately ignited, and Shi Xin only heard someone next to him whisper introducing: "Cai Sikong's holy products have never been less than a thousand gold, and there are only four existing in the world, and even this one is only five." Some people run out of money, smash pots and sell iron, as long as they buy it, the price will start to rise the next day, even if they don't appreciate it, they will keep it at home for a year and a half, and everything will come back. ”

The person next to him nodded, and suddenly frowned again: "There are many rich people in the world who follow your words, not only a thousand gold, but also tens of thousands of gold." ”

The man replied, "Yes, you can sell it, but not everyone has the ability to collect it." How many high-level pulse masters in the world, if any of these people have a red eye on the ink treasure and want to steal or rob it when they enter the house, do you have the ability to obstruct it? Therefore, it costs money to buy a painting of ink treasure, it costs money to hide it, and it costs money to ask someone to guard it. This Xu Gongzi spends thousands of dollars on preservation every year. ”

"I see......

Most of the people in the field understand this truth, but the confusion of the holy product is too great, and some people are not worried about the preservation problem, so they hide it in a place that no one knows, and then take it out and fry it incognito for a year and a half, which can make a lot of money.

The bidding in the field became fierce, and finally Xu Gongzi was ruthless and called out a high price of 3,000 gold, and everyone was silent, and no one continued to bid for a while.

Just when Xu Gongzi's face was blue, full of thinking that this ink treasure was in his bag, he suddenly said in a deep voice: "Three thousand two hundred taels of gold!"

Xu Gongzi finally couldn't help but erupt, rushed to the man, and shouted: "Who are you? Three thousand two hundred taels of gold, do you think it is silver? I seriously doubt that you have any money to pay." ”

Everyone was also curious, and when they turned their heads to look, this person was a middle-aged man in a gray robe, carrying a gray burden of the same color on his shoulders, and the whole person looked gray. Medium-grade, average-looking, average-dressed, suddenly looking, low-key and poor, without any extravagance, not only Xu Gongzi doubted whether he had money, but even everyone suspected that he was specially here to stir up the situation.

The man in gray obviously didn't expect Xu Gongzi to rush over, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took a step back hurriedly, and said, "I...... Of course I have money, and I'm competing for my lord. As soon as he moved, there was a sudden sound of metal colliding on the burden on his shoulders, and everyone realized that his burden was heavy, and if it was filled with gold, it must be thousands of gold.

As soon as the man in gray touched his burden, he suddenly became bold, and confidently met Xu Gongzi's eyes, and his tone no longer flickered: "You are still worried about yourself, do you have money?"

Of course, Xu Gongzi is rich, but if he takes out more than 3,000 catties at once, he will also feel distressed. But Xu Gongzi couldn't stand this radical general who knew at a glance that he was an inferior worker, so he turned his heart sideways, "I'll give three thousand five hundred taels." Turning his head and looking at the man in gray viciously, "You'd better go back and ask your master if you want to increase the price, make your own claims, and be careful of being punished." ”

The man in gray was frightened by him, and immediately withdrew his hand that was about to be raised, "I...... I ......" look wandering and look unconfident.

There were a few people in the audience who were good friends with Xu Gongzi, and they all made intimidations, and the man in gray seemed even more empty-hearted.

Shi Xin took in the watches of everyone in the field, pondered for a moment, and suddenly was happy again, because he noticed that the presiding Holy Sect disciple inadvertently shook his head, and the direction of his shaking was the man in gray. He immediately understood everything, and sighed in his heart: "Kong Ming, Kong Ming, you actually found Tuo, it seems that you have taken great pains to make money! But this man in gray has really found it, and he has completely performed the essence of Tuo." ”

Now that the Holy Sect disciple had given his instructions, there was no need for the gray-clothed man to stay at the scene any longer, and he shouted in a low voice, "I have to go back to Chang'an City and ask the master." "Hurried away.

Everyone laughed, the subordinate's insight is short-sighted, the Holy Sect is located in the suburbs of Chang'an, and when he finishes asking the master, this time and again, the bidding has already ended.

At this moment, Shi Xin suddenly heard the laughter of "hehe", and said proudly in a deliberately lowered voice: "Shameless, shameless, this must be from Zhuge Kongming's hand." Raising prices and cheating people out of money, is the Chang'an Holy Sect going to degenerate to such a state? Are they going to ignore the holy words of the saints?"

Shi Xin was startled, and when he looked back, two men stood behind him. They were old and young, dressed in upright Confucian clothes, and their faces were full of injustice, and it was obviously the young man who spoke just now.

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