Volume 1: A Good Boy Becomes Famous in Bianliang Chapter One Hundred and Eight: What I want is a face

Qin Wei pretended to be silent and walked into him a few steps, and in a tone that many people could hear, he pretended to whisper: "Let's go to the 'Qin Ji Auction House' tomorrow, just on Bianhe Street, where things are better, and even the treasures of foreign tribute can be bought." ”

"Really?!"

Wang Guangyang, who is not bad for money, became excited, as if '100 million' had been lost and regained.

Qin Wei immediately raised his face and looked at him coldly.

"Will Qin lie to you?"

Wang Guangyang swept away the decadence just now, and left with confidence, and there were many rich businessmen who did not catch up with the opportunity with him, and they did not go to other places, but to raise money.

The three Zaifu in the political hall looked at each other with tears and smiles, and it was the first time they had met a strange emperor like Zhao Zhen after living for most of their lives.

Selling furniture? Why don't you sell the throne of the old Zhao family?

Zhang Shixun frowned with some concern: "Your Majesty is young and doesn't understand the impact of this matter, but we can't let him continue to mess around like this!" ”

Zhang Zhibai rarely took the initiative to speak, nodded and said: "That kid too, come up with some bad ideas to bewitch Your Majesty, and then let him go on like such a bastard, and the emperor will let him become a small person in the market......"

Only Lu Yijian did not express his opinion, but he was regarded as irresponsible by the two Zaifu, and they all turned their unkind eyes on him.

"What do you think you do?"

Lu Yijian smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "I'm afraid the Queen Mother is also clear about this, and everyone who is a mother hasn't spoken, what can we say?" Do you want to go outside the palace gate now and bring that kid back? ”

The implication is, can you control people selling their own things? I didn't sell your things.

And the old lady didn't stop it, what kind of heart are you!

Zhang Shixun is a representative of the old Cheng faction, and said unhappily: "Then watch that kid mess around like this?" ”

Lu Yijian just glanced at the two of them lightly, and then asked them half-jokingly,

"There's nothing wrong with messing around, Your Majesty is only seventeen years old, isn't that the age of fooling around? Didn't the two of them mess around when they were seventeen? ”

Zhang Zhibai smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's not the same thing......"

"What's that?"

Lu Yijian's voice was a little cold, and he said: "You also saw the appearance of Wang Yaochen of the Third Division on the court the day before yesterday, the mud bodhisattva still has three points of fire, not to mention His Majesty's ......."

Zhang Shixun shook his head with a smile: "You mean Your Majesty is angry with Wang Yaochen?" ”

Lu Yijian shook his head, he suddenly thought of the young man who dared to confront the Queen Mother, and chuckled again.

"It's too early to conclude whether you are angry, don't underestimate that young man, since he dares to jump into His Majesty's auction, there must be other means."

At the mention of Qin Wei, even Zhang Zhibai was stunned, and then spit out a sentence faintly.

"Wang Yaochen is afraid that he will be slapped in the face this time......"

……

In front of the square outside the palace gate, a huge piece of red silk is the background, and dozens of samples of different types of furniture and ornaments are placed in front, and all kinds of royal utensils are overwhelming.

Right under the noses of tens of thousands of people, the auction officially began!

Qin Wei held a homemade iron horn, jumped on the stool one by one, and shouted loudly: "Someone! On the talent ...... No, guy! …… It's not right either......"

said two wrong sentences in a row, causing a group of wealthy businessmen to bow their heads and chuckle.

Qin Wei's face flushed, it was the first time he had hosted such a high-level auction, he had no experience!

Anyway, that's what it means, Qin Wei comforted himself so much, and shouted again: "Bring the things up!" ”

Xu Mao watched Qin Wei jumping up and down in front of the stage angrily, to put it bluntly, he was envious......

Explaining the artifacts in the palace in front of so many people, especially for a person like him who has lived in the palace for a long time, this is a thing that shows his face, and these are all things in the palace, and no one knows the origin of each thing better than him.

But at this moment, Qin Wei was talking eloquently, forgetting that he was a professional commentator.

"First Lot: Former Tang Dynasty Gilded Porcelain Vase!"

The little eunuchs carefully placed the porcelain vase on a tea table covered with red silk, and Qin Wei continued: "Next, I invite the most senior old lady in our palace...... Xu Nei Waiter! Let's explain! ”

Qin Weichao was stunned Xu Mao beckoned, but the latter was still in a daze, obviously not expecting Qin Wei to suddenly Q himself.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Mao stepped forward with some erpathic steps.

But when he passed by Qin Wei's side, he suddenly grabbed his sleeve and glared at him with hatred.

"Did you want to call so-and-so an old eunuch just now?!"

Xu Maoze's eyes were too penetrating, Qin Wei bet that as long as he dared to nod, Xu Maoze would definitely scratch it with one move.

"Don't care about these details, the opportunity to show your face is for you, don't say that my brother is not righteous, Your Majesty is watching from the palace tower......"

Using Zhao Zhen to scare Xu Mao was the most effective, he forgot what had just happened at once, and hurriedly put off his shirt and came to the front, his voice was crisp and clear.

"This former Tang gilt porcelain vase was fired by Tang Ruizong when he ascended the throne, the inner tank is snow-white, and the outside is ......depicted by eighteen gold threads."

Qin Wei looked at him, and couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart: Why didn't he look like a eunuch at all......

After telling all kinds of fascinating stories, Xu Mao clearly flaunted the value of this porcelain vase, and the next step was Qin Wei's work.

He hurriedly stepped forward with a gong and drumstick and slammed it.

Boom!

"The singing treasure is over, everyone please bid! The reserve price is 300 yuan, and the bidding price shall not be less than 100 ......"

This novel way of playing made everyone present shine.

As a professional childcare, Hu Ping took the lead in raising his hand to ask for the price: "Five hundred!" ”

It rose by 200 yuan at one time, and this bidding price set the tone for this round of auction, and the subsequent bidding price will not be less than 200, otherwise it will not have strength.

It's all here, and hundreds of thousands of eyes are watching.

Who wants to lose face? What are you doing here if you don't have the strength? This will only be despised by tens of thousands of people.

"Eight hundred!"

Some people seem to understand the essence of this trick - here, all you want is a face!

The person who can stand here proves that he is definitely not bad for money, so everyone wants this face, and the shouting instantly resounded in the square.

"One Thousand Twelve ......"

"One Thousand and a Half ......"

Xu Maoze, who was still worried that the baby would be sold cheaply, was so shocked that he couldn't speak this time.

He quietly approached Qin Wei's side and whispered, "Lord Qin, although this porcelain vase is precious, the highest market price is only six hundred...... Let's shout like that, is it really good? ”

Xu Mao felt that he was like a black-hearted profiteer at the moment, and Zhao Zhen was the driving force behind the profiteer.

This kind of thinking is not ......

As soon as he thought of it, he felt that he was afraid that it was over! In case Zhao Zhen is regarded as a black-hearted emperor by the people, then it will be difficult for him to die!