In the following days, Qin Huaidao devoted himself to the iron shop, he would not be a guest, he would not go to the court, he said to the outside world that he had learned medical skills and was worried about the illness of Princess Jinyang, and no one dared to question the strong reason, and he would not go to the court if he did not go to court.

In a few days, Qin Huaidao built two more crossbows, nearly a hundred crossbow arrows for backup, and also created three knives, which at first glance looked similar to the Tang knife, but the front end was slightly arced, which was more conducive to chopping.

The three-edged army is good for close combat, but this kind of weapon is not suitable for chopping, Qin Huaidao created three dog-legged knives for backup, plus a tiger head gun made of stainless steel, and the three cold weapons in the distance, middle and near are complete, and he has a lot of confidence in his heart.

Finally, the day of the auction has arrived.

On this day, Qin Huaidao went out with a sharp sword and accompanied by Luo Zhang, and with three well-crafted knives, the sword became dispensable, and it was good to sell it for money.

At the door, Cheng Chumo was waiting with a team of hundred horsemen, and said, "Brother, the saint is worried about your safety, let my brother come and escort you." ”

"The Holy One wants this sword too?" Qin Huaidao was a little surprised, Li Er had no reason to be courteous.

"I don't know, but there is one thing you may not know, in the past few days, there have been a lot of wealthy merchants in Chang'an, all of whom are well-known businesses from all over the world, asking around about your sword, and you are waiting in the restaurant at this time, do you really plan to sell such a good sword?" Cheng Chumo said in a low voice.

"No way, poor!"

"It's a pity, my brother doesn't have enough money." Cheng Chumo sighed with some regret, waved his big hand, and the hundred horsemen turned around and escorted everyone forward.

After walking for a distance, Cheng Chumo suddenly smiled and said: "Brother, your idea is really good, the restaurant is closed for a day, and it is dedicated to receiving bidders, one or two silver per person, guess what?" ”

"Less." Qin Huaidao said with a smile.

"It's not, hey—" Cheng Chumo smiled with pity.

The two chatted casually, and unconsciously came to the restaurant, there were a large number of officers and soldiers at the door, heavily guarded, and Li Junxian, the commander of the Hundred Cavalry Division, was sitting at the door, and saw Qin Huaidao coming over: "Chao Yilang is a good means, I, as an elder, have to come to protect you." ”

"Uncle Li worked hard."

"There's a sword and a sword inside, be careful."

"Thank you Uncle Li for the reminder." Qin Huaidao looked inside the door in some surprise.

"Don't know yet, do you?" Li Junxian asked rhetorically.

"My little nephew is in the house these days, I really don't know, what's going on?"

Li Junxian saw that Qin Huaidao didn't seem to be a fake, so he explained in a low voice: "You said that the news of the discovery of divine soldiers, medical books and secret books in a certain cave in Qinling has spread, although everyone has not seen the divine soldiers with their own eyes, but the Cui family's red blood knife is a clear proof, and it can't be faked, and the matter of you prescribing a prescription for Princess Jinyang has also spread, as well as the technique of stitching, and the discussion of high spirits, everyone is now convinced, I am afraid that it is not just for the divine soldiers." ”

"Guilty?" Qin Huaidao reacted suddenly.

"You kid, you're not stupid!"

Li Junxian said with a smile: "If you were half-convinced before, but now you are convinced, why can the five surnames and seven hopes be passed down for thousands of years?" That is, if you have mastered books, technology, wealth, land, population, etc., how can you let go of your medical books and the "Secret Book of Things"? Today it is a divine soldier, tomorrow I am afraid it will be two other things. ”

Qin Huaidao smiled indifferently, it's just an excuse, how can there be any medical books, "Gewu Secret Codex, as for the divine soldiers, you can build as much as you want, if you really dare to stretch out your hand, there is nothing to be afraid of, the soldiers will block it.

"You're still too young, kid."

Li Junxian entered Qin Huaidao disapprovingly, no longer persuaded more, and said in a low voice: "This is also the meaning of the saint, and it must not fall into the hands of the family, otherwise it will ......"

I didn't say the latter words, but Qin Huaidao understood, if he really couldn't keep the saint, he would stretch out his hand, no wonder the relationship between the Qin Mansion and Li Junxian was average, but they came to maintain law and order, and when they said this, it turned out that Li Er instructed them.

"Thank you Uncle Li for reminding me, the younger generation can save it." Qin Huaidao said and strode inside, whether it was the five surnames and seven hopes, or the wealthy families, no matter who stretched out his hand, he would dare to chop his claws, and Li Er would not be able to, and the soldiers of later generations could still be bullied by the ancients? !

The hall was full of people, talking in groups of three or five whispering something, and when everyone saw Qin Huaidao coming in, they looked at it quietly, their eyes flashing with some kind of inexplicable essence.

Qin Huaidao saw that Li Xiaogong and Li Daozong were also here, accompanied by Cheng Yanjin, they were all martial artists, so they were naturally closer, and the others were all fresh faces, so they didn't care and walked up.

At this time, a middle-aged man got up and said to everyone: "Everyone, everyone's time is precious and there are many affairs, since the Lord has arrived, let's start." ”

"Let's get started!" Many people echoed the Dao, as if this matter had nothing to do with Qin Huaidao, and everyone was the main master.

What a hustle and bustle!

Qin Huaidao glanced at the person who spoke, he didn't know him, and was about to ask, but the other party preemptively said, "You are Qin Mansion Xiaolangjun, right?" Since the auction, there must be a charter, under the surname Cui, thanks to the representatives of the firms, to preside over today's auction, and hand over the sword for inspection. ”

The words are high and exude endless superiority.

"What, in doubt?"

Seeing Qin Huaidao's cold face, the other party continued: "You are just selling swords, you only came to support Yiguo Gong to save face, don't be ignorant, put down the sword, go outside and wait, your silver is indispensable." ”

"Presumptuous!" Cheng Biting Jin was angry, rubbed his feet on the ground, pointed at the man of the Cui family and said, "Lao Tzu is the master here, even if you want someone to preside, it will not be your turn." ”

"Lu Guogong, can you bid for 10,000 taels of silver?" The man surnamed Cui asked rhetorically.

Cheng Biting Jin was speechless for a while, all the income of Wuxun depended on Yulu and fiefdom, and there were a group of old guys who fought the world together to take care of, and they didn't have much savings, and there were really few who could get 10,000 taels of silver at one time, not to mention buying a sword that couldn't be eaten, who would be willing to buy it.

The man surnamed Cui snorted proudly, and said to the audience: "Everyone, the Cui family's red blood sword is famous all over the world, but it is planted on this sword, the Cui family is bound to win, and please give the Cui family a face, and the Cui family will not forget everyone's kindness afterwards, thank you first." ”

"The Cui family is so angry." An old man in the crowd said dissatisfiedly.

"You are?" The face of the man surnamed Cui was cold, there were not many people who dared to openly argue with the Cui family, the Boling Cui family and the Qinghe Cui family were in the same air, and the five surnames and seven wangs were all ranked high.

The old man said-for-tat: "Since it is a bidding, the one with the highest price will naturally win, why, the Cui family can't swallow it alone?" Others are afraid of your Cui family, and the Song family in Shuzhong is afraid of your hammer. ”

The Song family, who controls the salt, tea and silk business in the Bashu area, is rich and strong, and is not weak in the slightest, and the influence of the five surnames and seven hopes is mainly in the Central Plains, Guanzhong, Jiangnan and other places.

Qin Huaidao didn't know about the Song family, but when he saw that someone dared to directly slap the Cui family, he was happy, and sure enough, it was right to let the bullets fly for a while, no, a big fat sheep jumped out to stir up the situation, can this price still rise?