As soon as these words came out, the entire Ten Dozen Streets were filled with extreme boiling.

Even the peripheral families and magnates were shocked by this news.

Taking out six new poems in one go, and they are engraved on the battle flag, is enough to show the quality of this poem.

The battle flag represents the temperament of an army, such as a tiger, a cracked mountain, a trap...

It can be seen at a glance that the domineering of the army to which he belongs, and the behavior of engrave poems on the battle flag like Su Qi'an is not unheard of in the history of Daliang.

Only those who are recognized as great talents are qualified to move on the battle flag to write poems.

Of course, the poems he made will naturally not appear on the battlefield as the battle flag of an army.

After all, the names of the battle flags are all given by His Majesty, and the poems engraved by literati like Su Qi'an are more of a collection that represents a higher value.

In the history of Da Liang, there are only ten battle flag poems that have been handed down to this day.

Each one is comparable to a family heirloom, and the price is immeasurable.

Su Qi'an's auction of battle flag poems prepared six poems at once, and it was expected that they would cause a sensation in Kyoto.

Su Qi'an's famous name spread to Kyoto very early, and many people wanted to see him, but unfortunately, they only heard his name and didn't see him.

It's good now, as soon as this Dongshan Bo came to Kyoto, he made such a big formation, how could this not shock the people in the city.

Since I knew that Su Qi'an lived in the courtyard on East Street, there was an endless stream of people who came to visit every day.

It's just that in the end, they were all blocked by Su Yong, although they were a little unhappy, but no one dared to attack.

Because it was announced not long ago that Su Qi'an was going to hold an auction on the night.

Some people with hidden bad intentions sneaked directly into the other courtyard, as if they wanted to check the dynamics.

This move, most of the powerful and wealthy families were silent and secretly watched.

Since some people want to be pawns, it's just time to test the waters with these people.

But the end result was that these people sneaked into the other courtyard, and there was no movement, nor did they come out, and they disappeared quietly.

It wasn't until the next day that the gate of the annex was opened, and directly from the courtyard, a few carts were used to drag the bodies of a group of black-clothed people and throw them at the entrance of the mansion.

Xinfu Yin's face was ugly, but because these people did sneak in first, they were a group of real bandits.

The people in the other courtyard naturally acted in self-defense.

This matter was quickly understood, and in order to prevent a new situation, Fu Yin arranged a team of soldiers in advance and handed it over to Su Qi'an for mobilization.

The courtyard and the street in front of it were protected and patrols were strengthened, so as to dispel the bad intentions of some people.

In fact, Fu Yin didn't have to do this at all, and when the corpses of these "bandits" were sent out, some people's minds had already been dispelled.

The strength of these "bandits", they know very well, they were killed directly and quietly, and there were no casualties in the courtyard.

At this time, everyone restrained their contempt for this Dongshan uncle, knowing that this person was not easy to mess with.

After experiencing the infiltration of the "bandits", the surroundings of the courtyard where Su Qi'an lived were much calmer.

Everyone was looking forward to the start of the Battle Flag Poetry Meeting in three days' time.

After the eagerly awaited waiting, this auction, which attracted all the attention of Kyoto's 10 major streets, finally opened.

The lobby of Laixing Building, because of the notice in advance, will expand the lobby on the first floor overnight.

At a great cost, the shops next door were opened, and the lobby on the first floor was more than double in size compared to before, and could accommodate at least four or five hundred people.

The private rooms on the second floor have been arranged for a long time, and in order to maximize profits, all the rooms above the third floor are closed.

For the ticket fee alone, you have to pay ten taels, which is more expensive than the entrance fee.

If you want to choose a good location, close to the auction stage, and want to watch the battle flag poem up close, the price has increased several times, reaching one hundred taels.

But even so, it still can't stop the determination of the powerful and the family to come.

Early in the morning, the private rooms on the second floor and the first three rows on the first floor

It has long been sold out.

It is said that this auction even attracted the participation of the princes, marquis, and generals, and even the big names of the imperial city even paid attention.

Of course, this news is just a rumor, not confirmed, understand Laixinglou, most of them speculate that this is just a marketing method for Laixinglou.

In order to build momentum for this auction, I can't wait for all eyes in Kyoto to focus on this auction.

The more people come, the more you earn.

After a while, the building was full of people, dense, and there was no end in sight.

Everyone's eyes were looking at the high platform in the center of the front.

It seems that something is waiting for you.

Gathering so many people to Xinglou, it is surprising that there is no noise at all, it is very quiet, and the atmosphere is a little tense.

Because among these people, there are really some big people, especially the ones at the front, who are recognized at a glance.

He is the descendant of the Kunigong family, and there are many young marquis, and these people can be said to be the real magnates in Kyoto.

They rarely appear on the outskirts of Kyoto, and most of them live in the central part of Kyoto.

These young magnates, with indifferent faces, came here, and it seemed that they were really interested in this auction.

To allow these magnates to be present, the specifications of this auction have been raised a lot.

These sons and buddies didn't speak, and some businessmen and children of small families in the rear dared to say more.

If it's not good and angers the powerful young master, his own family can't protect them.

At this time, behind the curtain of the auction platform, through the gap, I watched the crowd gathered.

Liu Meng tried his best to stay calm, but he was still frightened by the scene in front of him.

Behind him, Su Qi'an's voice sounded, "Liu Meng, don't worry, I'm optimistic about you, it's okay to have me."

Su Qi'an's words undoubtedly reassured Liu Meng.

She nodded again and again, with a grateful look on her face, took a deep breath, adjusted herself, and after a while, walked out confidently.

The appearance of Liu Meng made everyone's eyes on the field converge here.

Liu Meng smiled and spoke very calmly, "First of all, on behalf of my master, Uncle Su, the slave family is grateful to you for coming."

"Let's get started, we've waited so long, and we didn't watch you say compliments."

As soon as Liu Meng spoke, a powerful young master below spoke bluntly.

With this person taking the lead, soon, there were bursts of coaxing voices in the rear.

Behind the curtain, a voice sounded with some concern, "Mr. Su, is it okay for Liu Meng?"

It was none other than Sun Wen, who had killed his relatives with righteousness.

Since Sun Wen made his choice, Su Qi'an naturally expressed his feelings.

This auction was held in Laixing Building to give Sun Wen a face.

The major shareholder behind Laixinglou is the Sun family.

If this auction is completed, it will not only make the Sun family make a lot of money, but also make Laixinglou's reputation soar.

It is not impossible to become one of the top five restaurants in Kyoto.

Su Qi'an's generosity shocked Sun Wen, and he also understood Su Qi'an's intentions.

Looking at the big man who came today, Sun Wen secretly said in his heart, "It's good to make the right choice and follow the right person."

Being able to make a big determination to purge the Sun family, and resolve grievances with Su Qi'an, and turn enemies into friends, this is the most correct decision Sun Wen has made in his life.

At the end of this auction, Sun Wen estimated that the income of Laixinglou accounted for half a year of Sun's income.

What he is most worried about now is that Liu Meng can't control the field, and if he messes up, he will be in trouble.

Su Qi'an's face was calm, and he said calmly, "Don't worry, Liu Meng, I won't be mistaken, she will definitely be able to do it."

Under the gaze of the two, Liu Meng's face was still calm and unhurried.

"The slave family knows your anxiety, don't worry, slave

I guarantee that the wait was worth it, and this auction will be a worthwhile one."

"Alright, without further ado, I'll announce the Battle Flag Poems Auction, which starts now."

Liu Meng's voice fell, and soon, backstage, under the escort of the two big men, a battle flag covered by a black cloth was carried out.

Liu Meng waved his palm, the black cloth was untied, and on a black flag, two vermilion verses appeared under everyone's eyes.

"This first song is, who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat!"

Liu Meng's voice fell, and all of a sudden, the hall that had been coaxing just now fell silent in an instant.

All the eyes of the people are looking at this first poem.

After a while, a heavy snort sounded in the lobby.

Some people who wanted to make fun of it and watch the excitement changed their faces.

To be honest, I have to admire Su Qi'an's talent, in just these two sentences, I wrote the heart of dying for the country at once.

In front of them, there seemed to be a figure, it was a literati, wearing prison clothes, and his body was covered with scars.

The cloak is scattered, but no one can shake the resoluteness of his face.

Everyone calmed down at this moment, and many people's faces showed solemn expressions.

"This first song, the starting price is 1,000, and there is no upper limit."

Everyone came back to their senses and looked at the vermilion ancient poems on the stage, their eyes flashing.

Soon, the auction sounded.

"I'll give you two thousand."

"I'll give four thousand."

"Six thousand..."

Bidding sounded one after another, and the price of this first ancient poem continued to rise.

But as time passed, Sun Wen, behind the curtain, noticed that something was wrong.

Although the price of this poem is rising, it has increased every time, but it is very small.

It's not that this poem is too bad, the poem made by Su Qi'an has been taught by Sun Wenling.

Some time ago, a complete war poem that was transmitted to Kyoto from Xizhou was made by Su Qi'an, and it is said that the transaction price was 100,000.

Even if there are only two sentences in this auction, it is definitely not in front of you, the increase is one or two thousand each time, and it has changed by a few hundred later.

It seems that the price of the auction has been controlled.

The only one who can have such an ability is the powerful young master in the front three rows.

Their identities are placed there, the young master of the small family in the rear, the big businessman, if you want to increase the price, you have to look at the faces of a few people in the front row.

If you offend them, you don't have to mess around in Kyoto.

They made thousands of calculations, and they missed a little, but they didn't expect these powerful young masters to be so disgusting, uniting together, maliciously manipulating, and estimating to suppress the price.

At the lowest price, pick up the leak cheaply.