Chapter 37: The Auction (2)

The concubine first bowed to Zheng Xuan, then stepped forward and picked up the bamboo tube sealed with fire paint on the table and showed it to the people in the audience, and then opened the lacquer seal on it and took out the sheepskin scroll inside.

At the same time as the sheepskin scroll was pulled out, everyone held their breath in unison, and some of them even stood up directly from their seats, and then more and more people stood up, and soon it became a collective standing position. The black press is a piece and it looks extremely spectacular.

The atmosphere in the hall began to become delicate, and all the ghostfaces pressed the hilt of their swords at their waists, their eyes fixed on the people in the field, if anyone dared to have something that they shouldn't have, they didn't mind killing the chickens and monkeys.

But fortunately, there are no reckless people, although I am very excited, but I still follow the rules and do not move.

The concubine seemed to be unaware of all this, and said calmly: "Because several guests have donated their treasures, and after being appraised by authoritative sources, the value of these treasures is far greater than the lot we have prepared. Therefore, the conference decided to put the finale lot in front of the auction this time, and then the treasures brought out by those people will be auctioned again. I wonder if you have any objections?"

"No objection!" Lei Ming was the first to applaud, with a look of excitement on his face.

The concubine didn't even look at him, her eyes slowly scanned the audience, and then she nodded: "Since you have no opinions, you can bid." ”

This time it made the people below stunned, you look at me, I look at you, no one took the lead in bidding. The reason is very simple, the concubine did not give a reserve price.

There was silence in the hall, and even the thunder and Gou Tang, who had shouted the loudest before, did not make a sound.

The silence didn't last long, though, and soon a bell on the shark wire net began to jingle.

The concubine's eyes looked at the bell, and she said with a smile: "It seems that the ninth guest is very well prepared this time. I don't know how much to bid?"

Her question immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked at the bell that was still shaking.

"May I ask how much the ninth guest bid?" the concubine's brow furrowed imperceptibly, and she raised her voice and asked again.

As everyone knows, at this moment, the 'well-prepared Ninth Guest' in her mouth is fighting among themselves.

Zheng Tianling gritted his teeth and roared, "Damn, what are you doing?"

The reason why those people did not take the lead in bidding was that they wanted to wait and see how things changed to test the reality of others; second, they had already been in the limelight once, and another appearance would inevitably attract the attention of people with intentions, which would increase the risk factor after going out for no reason; in addition to these two obvious reasons, he also had a third reason, and this third was the most fatal, because he came here without his father Zheng Xuan, if Zheng Xuan knew that he had actually arrived here......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Tang Qianzhi fiercely again.

However, the 'perpetrator' Tang Qianzhi was also confused, and defended aggrievedly: "I really didn't touch it, it sounded by itself." ”

"It's just the two of us here, isn't it you, is it me?" Zheng Tianling was really going crazy, if he didn't think about the overall situation, he really wanted to beat up this guy who didn't have enough to do and more than to lose.

It was because Tang Qianzhi had to go out to find his little sister Tang Zixi that he was imprisoned, and he was almost captured alive by that Wu father-in-law. Although it was Tang Qianzhi who saved him in the end, what he received in his heart was the favor of Elder Wushuang Gelin, and as for this third son of Tang San, he really didn't look at it.

In his opinion, this third son of Tang is a person who sells his reputation and reputation. Because before this, he always heard people say that there was a third son of Tang in the capital, who was not only generous and righteous, but also never afraid of the powerful, and stood up for the people, and was an outlier among the group of gentlemen in the capital. So I have been friends with him for a long time in my heart. As soon as he received Su Jing's letter, he hurried to the capital to help, firstly, because of his friendship with Su Jing, and secondly, he also wanted to see the third prince with his own eyes.

But after meeting, the other party's performance simply disappointed him, except for doing some reckless, sending death and the like, it can be said that there is no advantage. It's not even as good as the little sister of the Tang family.

Zheng Tianling sighed, and had to worship the Buddha and pray in his heart to hope that his father would not know that he had also come here.

Who knows, what are you afraid of. Zheng Tianling's ears suddenly sounded a voice as thin as a gnat: "Do you think that if you don't make a sound, your father won't know that you're coming?" Ling'er, you are so bold!"

Zheng Tianling was taken aback by this voice, and reflexively opened his mouth to defend: "No, Dad, you listen to my explanation!"

"I'll settle accounts with you later. Zheng Xuan snorted coldly and said, "Since you're here, don't pestle, bid!"

Zheng Tianling said with a bitter face: "Dad, is it appropriate for us to make a head bird at this time?"

Zheng Xuan said coldly: "It's not more suitable than you sneaking to Luoyang?"

"Dad, I have a hard time. Dad!Dad?" Zheng Tianling really didn't know how to explain for a while, but no matter how much he called, Zheng Xuan was silent.

He had no choice but to sigh and say, "Okay, don't rely on me when the time comes to poke out the basket." As he spoke, he raised his head with a wry smile, but when he met Tang Qianzhi's strange-looking face, he suddenly reacted, and said with some embarrassment, "That...... Don Brothers. ”

Tang Qianzhi saw that he still recognized himself, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Scared me, I thought you called me ......"

Zheng Tianling laughed dryly and said: "Many people know my voice, so I bother Brother Tang to help make a bid." ”

"Okay!" Tang Qianzhi did not hesitate at all.

At this time, the concubine was already a little impatient, and said loudly: "If the ninth guest does not bid again, you will be disqualified from bidding." ”

"One hundred thousand taels of gold!" a somewhat nervous voice sounded.

The concubine frowned, but didn't say anything, but continued to rush down the stage: "The ninth guest bid 100,000, is there anything higher?"

Zheng Tianling raised his forehead and said, "Brother, do I call you Brother Cheng?"

"What's wrong?" Tang Qianzhi said confusedly, "Is it more or less?"

Zheng Tianling waved his hand a little weakly and set his eyes on the hall.

Lei Ming was proud this time, and laughed and said: "I have a lot of money as the ninth guest, only 100,000 taels, and I will pay 150,000." After speaking, he raised his head, and his face was full of self-satisfaction.

The concubine glanced at him and said, "Lord Lei Shaobao bid 150,000 taels of gold, is there anything higher?"

"One million!" A thin voice floated from the corner, and if it weren't for the good ear of the sister-in-law, it might have been ignored, and immediately repeated in a loud voice: "Guest No. 408 bids one million taels of gold!"

"What?" the sudden surge in prices made Lei Ming stunned, and he was about to turn his head to see who was so arrogant. The ensuing bid made him shut his mouth completely.

I heard an eerie voice coming from a room upstairs: "One and a half million!"

Guest No. 408 did not show weakness: "Three million!"

"Three and a half million!" the eerie voice faintly chased the price again.

The two of them went back and forth like this, and soon raised the price to the price of seven million taels of gold. The smell of gunsmoke, which was getting stronger and stronger, finally came to an end temporarily in the bid of No. 408 '10 million'.

Tang Sangongzi, who had bid at the beginning, was already dumbfounded, with an expression of disbelief. In his opinion, it was unprecedented for such a broken scroll to be bought with 100,000 taels of gold, and you must know that the medicinal materials that were so valuable before were only 100,000 taels of gold. He was still a little worried that his bid was too high, but he didn't expect to be shouted to 10 million taels of gold in the blink of an eye. It is not a stone of the earth, but a weight of gold.

Zheng Tianling on the side glanced at Tang Qianzhi with his mouth wide open disdainfully, and secretly wondered in his heart, only these gentlemen didn't know the value of this scroll.

Those small sects or lone rangers and other characters in the audience have long given up the idea of participating, not only because they are shy in their pockets, but because according to this determined posture, even if they bid for it, they will not be able to take it out of Luoyang. At present, only those two people are bidding, and the previous rumors of one pavilion, two factions and three doors have not made a move, so the price of 10 million is not the final price.

A smile finally appeared on her face, because according to the regulations, no matter who won the final lot, they Wuji Palace would take a tenth of the fee, so that she would be unhappy. With this money, Wuji Palace will be able to recruit more disciples, and it will naturally be able to stabilize its current status in the rivers and lakes.

She smiled and said, "The four hundred and eighth guest bid ten million taels of gold. Is there anything higher than that?"

"Eleven million!" The gloomy voice sounded again, and then he sneered without waiting for the opponent to bid, "Qi Yongchuan, even if you get the picture, don't you have the life to go out?" The threat in his tone was self-evident.

The three words 'Qi Yongchuan' were like a bomb, smashing into the crowd and causing a commotion. The people who were still speculating in their hearts before looked at the 408 guest in the corner with their heads down.

Qi Yongchuan, the head of Tangting Mountain's Soul Valley, although he has never walked on the rivers and lakes, he has long been a notorious figure. The reason is naturally related to the young men and women who have disappeared inexplicably in the rivers and lakes over the years. It is rumored that it was this Qi master who took his disciples to pick out the young men and women who were lonely, and then brought them back to practice, or made into puppets that could only kill.

When even a few people stood up, their resentful eyes were fixed on the still calm figure.

Qi Yongchuan slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth and smiled at those people.

Bell Bell –

The crisp sound of percussion eased the situation in the field, and only to hear the concubine say lightly: "Is there anything higher than eleven million taels?"

Hearing this voice, the few bereaved people quickly calmed down, glanced at Qi Yongchuan resentfully again, and then clenched their fists and sat down slowly.

This time, Qi Yongchuan really didn't bid again, but his non-bidding does not mean that others will not bid either. An old voice came from a room on the second floor: "One thousand one hundred and ten thousand!"

'Shhh

This is probably because the conference stipulates that the price of more than 10 million taels of lots shall not be less than 10,000 yuan each time, otherwise it is very likely that the other party will only add one penny. Only those who had known the identity of Guest No. 1 for a long time did not react.

The concubine immediately said: "Guest No. 1 bid 1101000, is there anything higher than 1101000?"

The audience was silent. Even the eerie voice didn't mean to speak.

She screamed three times in a row, but no one bid again, and immediately said: "This 'Tiangang Fragment' was auctioned by Guest No. 1. ”

Ji Wuyi looked at the concubine who personally took the scroll and sent it, and asked curiously: "Who is this guest who is sacred, why did everyone not bid as soon as he opened his mouth?"

Qin Shuangyue smiled bitterly and said, "Abbot Chen!"