Chapter Ninety-Six: The Auction of the Jade Pavilion
After a while, the two of them followed the maid to a private room.
"Please wait here for a while, and I'll go find a treasure connoisseur to identify them."
The maid saluted the two of them, and then withdrew.
There were two rows of gorgeous seats in the private room, Mo Liang sat on the chair and closed his eyes slightly, while Leng Yue looked around curiously, as if he was very surprised by everything.
After waiting for a while, the private room was pushed open from the outside, and an old man with gray hair walked in, and when he saw the two people in the private room, the old man nodded slightly and smiled: "The old man is the treasure connoisseur of this Jade Pavilion, I heard the maid say that the two are going to sell spiritual skills, I don't know if I can take it out for the old man to observe, and the old man can also set a price for the two." ”
"Nope."
Mo Liang shook his head.
"No?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "Could it be that this son is deliberately entertaining the old man?" Or is it deliberately teasing me? ”
Leng Yue was also a little anxious in her heart, she didn't know what kind of wind Mo Liang was smoking, and she actually did such a thing to tease the Jade Pavilion.
"It's not a pastime for the old gentleman, and it's not for teasing your pavilion." Mo Liang still shook his head, his face flat.
"What does that mean by that?"
The old man's face was a little gloomy, but fortunately, he was highly educated, and his face did not show anger, but his tone was a little colder.
Mo Liang opened his mouth and asked, "Do you have a pen and paper?" ”
The old man was stunned again when he heard this, and he didn't understand what the young man in front of him was going to do, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and ordered the maid waiting outside to send pen and ink.
After a while, the maid came with a tray of pen and ink and placed it on the table in front of Mo Liang.
The ink had already been polished, Mo Liang spread out the rice paper, put pen on the paper, and soon a whole piece of rice paper was filled with dense handwriting, and then Mo Liang put the rice paper full of handwriting aside to dry, and picked up another piece of rice paper and began to write.
In the process of Mo Liang's writing, the old man sat on the chair, looking at Mo Liang with a calm face, although his face was calm, but his heart was gradually impatient, and finally he couldn't help but say again: "Have you made enough trouble?" I don't have time to watch you practice calligraphy here, you're still ......."
Before the old man could finish speaking, Mo Liang finally stopped the pen in his hand and said, "Okay." ”
Immediately, Mo Liang handed the thick pile of rice paper in his hand to the old man and said, "Old man, please taste one or two." ”
The old man took the rice paper, and was secretly annoyed in his heart, and made up his mind that even if this kid could really write any powerful spiritual skills, he must also fiercely lower the price, frustrate his arrogance, and let him understand the truth of respecting the old and loving the young.
But when his eyes looked at the rice paper in his hand, even with his critical gaze, he couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Good words." ”
When the old man really looked at the content on the rice paper, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and then he stared at the rice paper in his hand, the more he looked at the essence in his eyes, the more he looked at the essence of the eyes, even the palm holding the rice paper trembled slightly, and at the same time unconsciously forced, the originally flat rice paper was wrinkled.
After a long time, the old man seemed to have finally finished reading the content on the rice paper, and then he reluctantly took his eyes off the rice paper, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sighed: "Alas, if you can see such a wonderful spiritual skill in this life, the old man is worth it even if he dies." ”
"How's it going, old sir?"
Mo Liang's faint voice pulled the old man back to reality from his long sigh.
Hearing Mo Liang's question, the old man got up from his seat and said with a serious face: "The spiritual skill written by the son, its subtlety and preciousness are only seen in the old man's life, and he is not afraid of the child's jokes when he says it, although the old man is the treasure connoisseur of the Jade Pavilion in Shangyuan City, but he thinks that he can't price this spiritual skill, I am afraid that he needs to report to the branch master, and she will set the price for the son." ”
The old man looked ashamed.
"Is that so?"
Mo Liang was also a little disappointed, he didn't expect that he just chose a relatively low-level exercise from the massive spiritual skills in his mind, and he didn't expect that it would actually exceed the ability of this Jade Pavilion treasure connoisseur, which made Mo Liang a little unexpected.
Seeing that Mo Liang seemed to be a little disappointed, the old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Is Childe in a hurry to make this spiritual skill?" If that's the case, the old decay has a suggestion. ”
"Tell me about it."
Mo Liang was a little surprised.
"Coincidentally, my Jade Pavilion is holding a private auction at the moment, if Childe is interested, the old man can order someone to send Childe's spiritual skill into the auction, I believe that with the subtlety of Childe's spiritual skill, it will be able to auction a price that satisfies Childe."
The old man explained.
"Then according to the old gentleman." Mo Liang made a decisive decision immediately.
"Now that Childe has decided, then please ask Childe and the two to come with the old man."
With that, the old man carefully put away the rice paper in his hand, and led Mo Liang and Leng Yue towards the third floor of the Jade Pavilion.
On the third floor was a private room, the door was closed, and there were two men in black guarding the door.
Seeing the old man coming, the two men in black saluted in unison and said, "I've seen Master Ma." ”
The old man known as Master Ma nodded, and said to one of the black-clothed men: "These two behind me are the distinguished guests of my Jade Pavilion, who have come to participate in this auction, and you have brought them into the venue to entertain them." ”
"Yes."
The two men in black replied respectfully.
Master Ma turned back to Mo Liang and smiled: "Son, please come in, and the old man will arrange the auction." ”
Mo Liang nodded, and then followed Leng Yue into the venue behind a man in black.
After the two entered the venue, a man in black who stayed outside asked curiously, "Master Ma, what are the origins of these two people, and which family are they from?" Why haven't you seen it before? ”
"Don't ask what you shouldn't."
Master Ma glared at the man in black, walked down the stairs under the latter's sincere and terrified gaze, walked towards the depths of the second floor, and finally stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary private room, reached out and knocked lightly on the door.
"Come in."
There was a cold and slightly charming voice in the room.
Master Ma gently pushed open the door when he heard this, only to see that the room was gorgeously decorated, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, and there was a thin veil hanging in the room, dividing the room into two, there was a dresser behind the tulle, and there was a woman in purple clothes sitting in front of the dresser, she couldn't see her face clearly, but even through the tulle, it was not difficult to see how graceful the woman's figure was, the woman seemed to be putting on makeup, but every move was full of charming and enchanting atmosphere, which made people can't help but blood gushing.
But Master Ma has been staring at the ground with his head down since he entered the door, as if he was a little afraid of the woman behind the tulle.
"It turned out to be Ma Huang, what's wrong? What's the matter? ”
The woman didn't look back, and said in a gentle tone.
"Pavilion Master, two young people came just now, a man and a woman, saying that they want to sell spiritual skills." Master Ma replied respectfully with his head bowed.
"Oh? Aren't you a treasure connoisseur? Wouldn't you just value them? Why are you still coming to me? ”
The woman replied nonchalantly.
"Well, uh." Master Ma didn't seem to know how to answer, and was a little hesitant.
"Huh?"
The woman was a little puzzled and said, "Could it be that with your knowledge, you can't estimate what those two people come up with?" ”
"Shame on old decay."
Master Ma was embarrassed.
"Okay, you're also an old man in this pavilion, is there anything you can't judge? I'm kind of interested. ”
The woman did not blame, but showed a hint of interest.
"Please also ask the cabinet to take an eye."
Master Ma took out the rice paper in his arms and carefully placed it on the table in front of him, seeing Master Ma's solemn posture, the woman was even more curious, she stretched out a jade hand, and gently made a move towards the rice paper on the table, and the rice paper suddenly flew up and fell into the woman's hand through the tulle.
The woman's gaze swept over the pile of rice paper, and with the movement of her gaze, the laziness on the woman's face dissipated little by little, replaced by a dignified look on her face. ”
"Ma Huang, in your opinion, what should be done?"
The woman gently raised the rice paper in her hand and asked.
"Don't dare to hide it from the pavilion master, the old man has already promised that son to send this spiritual skill to the auction for auction." Master Ma hesitated, but still spoke.
"Oh? Is there an auction today? I forgot. The woman stretched out her slender jade finger and lightly tapped her smooth forehead, and then said, "Since you have promised the guest, then do as you want." ”
The woman threw the rice paper back to Master Ma and asked, "Where are those two?" ”
"It's in the auction room at the moment."
Master Ma put away the rice paper and replied cautiously.
"Okay, I see, you can step down."
The woman regained her lazy demeanor and waved her hand casually.
Master Ma didn't dare to stay, turned around and walked out of the room.
"Do you have any more bids? This incense vine is a rare treasure in a hundred years, and if you miss this time, it will not be so easy to encounter another one in the future. ”
"Nine hundred high-grade spirit stones, Xie Lang Xie Gongzi of the Xie family bid nine hundred high-grade spirit stones, are there any distinguished guests to bid?"
"Nine hundred high-grade spirit stones once, nine hundred high-grade spirit stones twice, nine hundred high-grade spirit stones three times, deal. Congratulations to Gongzi Xie for taking this once-in-a-century incense spirit vine into his pocket. ”
As soon as he followed the black-clothed guards into the venue, a warm voice came into the ears of Mo Liang and the others, and they saw a circle of gorgeous seats in the wide venue, and a middle-aged man was standing in the middle, shouting vigorously at the moment, and a vine emitting a glowing white light was quietly placed on the jasper tray in the hand of the beautiful maid beside him.
Under the guidance of the black-clothed guards, Mo Liang and the others came to a vacant seat and sat down, quietly watching the middle-aged man in the middle trying to mobilize the atmosphere.
Not far from the two of them, there sat a group of young people, all of whom looked at a young man in fine clothes in front of them with flattering smiles on their faces, and bursts of flattery sounded from their mouths.
"Congratulations to Lang Shao for taking another spirit plant."
"That is, I don't care what Lang Shao's identity is, it's just a spiritual plant, it's not a matter of moving a finger for Lang Shao?"
“......”
The young man who was known as Lang Shao by everyone was reclining on the gorgeous seat, and there was a charming woman wearing tulle in his arms, showing her charm between twisting, and at this moment she heard the voice of everyone touting, and the woman also looked at Lang Shao with adoring eyes, and said coquettishly: "Lang Shao is really amazing." ”
Lang Shao laughed, holding the woman's big hand and constantly wandering on the woman's delicate body, causing the woman's pretty face to turn crimson, Lang Shao looked at the woman in his arms and said: "As long as you like it, there are only nine hundred high-level spirit stones, and Ben Shao still doesn't care about it." ”
As soon as these words came out, they provoked a burst of praise from everyone around him.
Mo Liang and Leng Yue also saw this Lang Shao, but Mo Liang's face was expressionless, on the other hand, Leng Yue's pretty face was slightly red, as if she was a little embarrassed, seeing Mo Liang staring at the woman who had been there, she thought that Mo Liang had fallen in love with the woman in the wolf Shao's arms, she didn't know why, she was a little inexplicably angry, but she was not an unreasonable woman, so she just snorted lightly, twisted her head to the side, and just stroked Xiao Hei's jade hand and quietly exerted force unconsciously.
Xiao Hei was originally lying comfortably napping in the warm fragrance of Nephrite in Leng Yue, but at this moment, it was violently kneaded by Leng Yue, it opened its eyes blankly, and looked at Leng Yue innocently, as if it didn't understand why this always gentle woman suddenly became so violent.