Chapter 153

In the silent night, one cough after another was heard in a room in the backyard of Houfu. It was very light, but it didn't spread to the outside. It was the people in the room who deliberately suppressed their cough.

Under the light, a figure in plain clothes is still staying up all night, looking at the intelligence constantly sent by the spies. The imperial city is too big, and there are too many things to pay attention to. People like the third prince and xiyugong are more and more crafty. It's impossible to find the direct flaw. They can only follow some details to find a breakthrough.

In this world, nothing can be done perfectly. The difficulty lies in how to find it.

After investigating the cause of death of the Lord of Yingcheng for such a long time, we finally made progress. Now it has been confirmed that it was the secret order of Lord Xiyu.

On the day before Yingcheng's death, marquis anqing once entered Xiyu's mansion and came out within a quarter of an hour.

With the secret move of Xiyu's police platoon in Yunling village, it can be asserted that this Daxia official had an unknown conspiracy.

"Marquis, Duke Pei is out of the imperial mausoleum." outside, a low voice rang out.

"Know" Ning Chen should way.

Outside the door, the shadow disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Ningchen heart silent, Pei old eunuch out, is the last step, now, just wait for the decision.

He can't judge easily, he must try again.

In the middle of the night, Liu Ruoxi wakes up and sees the lights in the houye's room beating. He gets up and comes to the door and knocks on it.

In the room, Ning Chen frowned slightly and said, "please come in"

Liu Ruoxi pushed the door in, her pure face without any modification, and she looked more charming under the light.

As far as appearance is concerned, there is no doubt that the Huakui of the imperial city is the pronoun of the curse of beauty, that is, his temperament is slightly weaker.

In this era, women are destined to be men's vassals. After all, like fanlingyue, she is even more dazzling than the bright moon in the sky. There has only been one woman for thousands of years.

"Hou ye, have a rest." Liu Ruoxi picked up the wick to make the fire brighter and said softly.

Ning Chen smiles and doesn't answer. He continues to look at the situation in his hand. There's no good thing in the world that can be gained without paying. He's not an immortal and can't foretell.

Liu Ruoxi saw that the Marquis didn't speak, so he stopped persuading him and stood quietly to help him study ink.

It's every scholar's dream to study at night with red sleeves. Unfortunately, Ning Chen is not a scholar, but Marquis Wu.

"Keke"

the deeper the night, the louder the cough in the room. Liu Ruoxi patted the former on the back, took out a silk scarf from his arms and handed it to Ning Chen.

The bright red splashes on the silk scarf. Ning Chen pushes Liu Ruoxi's hand away and says, "you are not afraid that I will kill you"

"the Marquis is a good man," Liu Ruoxi says softly.

"Ah," Ning Chen said with a tired smile, "I'm not a good man. If one day I find out you've done something sorry to Hou Fu, I'll kill you without hesitation"

"there won't be such a day," Liu Ruoxi whispered.

"I hope so," Ning Chen said.

An hour later, after reading the last message, Ning Chen closed his eyes wearily and said slowly, "there will be an auction tomorrow. Mingyue and I will go there. Will you go or not?"

Liu Ruoxi hesitated for a moment and asked, "won't it bring trouble to the Marquis?"

"Hand to me" rather Chen opens an eye, light way.

Smell speech, Liu Ruoxi doubt to stretch out his left hand, slender jade finger crystal clear, perfect.

Ning Chenning sword finger, a trace of Qi along the woman's arm into the body, a moment later, scattered Guanghua.

"Well, tomorrow will be a simple and easy look, and there will be no problem. Even the top nine can't see anything from their exploration"

"Lord Xie" Liu Ruoxi said.

"Go back to rest," Ning Chen waved and said.

"If Xi leaves" Liu Ruoxi leaves the room with a gift.

Liu Ruoxi leaves. Ning Chen gets up and comes to the courtyard. He looks at the bright moon like a hook in the sky. He sighs and says that the end of the month is coming. He has less than half a month left.

In the camp of northern Mongolia, every one who listens to the moon is still awake all night. Standing in front of the tent, he looks at the direction of the imperial city of summer and ponders silently.

Under the moon, a graceful and immortal shadow is integrated into the world, as if it will break away at any time.

These are the two most terrible women in the world. One is the master of chaos, and the other is the master of practice. Together, there is no enemy in the world.

As strong as Ning Chen, he has a lot of things beyond the times, but he still suffers a big loss in their hands.

A moment later, fan Lingyue said a word in a soft voice, and the shadow nodded calmly under the moon.

As the night faded away, the first ray of sunlight of dawn fell on the earth, reflecting a touch of gold.

In front of the Qilin Pavilion, there are a lot of people coming and going, which is the most prosperous scene in a hundred years.

Jiumiao Lihe flower is a divine flower, which only exists in legend. No one thought it would really appear in this world.Ning Chen came, holding the small moon, on the other side, Liu Ruoxi with a mask, to cover the face of the peerless, but can not cover that exquisite attractive body.

Today's dignitaries are all real bigwigs. Many of them have seen Ning Chen. They are not surprised at the latter's arrival.

In the world, everyone knows that today's Zhiming Hou of Daxia lacks nothing but this divine flower.

"Marquis, please," a young lady of Huaxin came up and said politely.

Ning Chen smiles a little. This beautiful looking woman is not as harmless as she looks. Qilin Pavilion is one of the largest chambers of Commerce in the world. If this woman can be sent to take charge of this auction, it will be very difficult to recite the scenery.

Four people go to a box, a beautiful maid is waiting in it, the woman confessed a few words, then turned away.

The maid knew that the young man in front of her was noble and didn't dare to neglect him. She stood respectfully and waited at any time.

Ning Chen began to cough again, one after another, very dull, the three people in the box were frightened.

"Villain" bright moon beautiful big eyes full of worry, stand up, with their own small handkerchief for its little bit of blood on his lips.

"It's OK, I'm used to spitting." Ning Chen patted the little girl's cloth hat and said with a smile.

"You, help him beat his back." Mingyue points to Liu Ruoxi and says fiercely.

Liu Ruoxi was stunned. He immediately responded and came up to help the Marquis beat his back. The young master's "bad name" in the Marquis's house is obvious to all. The biggest thing in the Marquis's house is not the Marquis, but the young master. No one dares to disobey half a sentence.

Ning Chen is enjoying this kind of treatment for the first time. He feels a little uncomfortable. Men and women don't give and take advantage of each other.

Liu Ruoxi's technique is very good, and his strength is not light or heavy. It seems that he has received special training, and it is not easy to cultivate Huakui. He should teach everything, otherwise, how to deal with those fastidious dignitaries.

At the beginning of the auction, the woman who presided over the auction was just now. She was dressed in gorgeous palace clothes. She looked less gentle and more noble.

Today's auction is very popular because of the Jiumiao Lihe flower. One after another, all the boxes have been sold, except for a few big people who can't bear it.

Ning Chen's eyes are greedy, but he has no money.

Changsun gave him countless things, but he didn't give him silver. Since the war between Daxia and BEIMENG, the Treasury has been very nervous. Now I'm talking about money with changsun, but I don't want to pull out my teeth. It's just a thrill.

"Now, auction the ninth treasure, red sun iron, 30 jin"

with Huaxin young lady's lips gently open, a stone platform slowly rises. On the stone platform, a fist sized red iron stone is lying there quietly. It seems that there is nothing special in front of it.

It's a rare treasure in the world, but it has lost its refining method. It's a pity that you don't buy it, but you don't know how to use it.

"The starting price is 10000 taels of gold," the woman said.

Inside and outside the box, there was silence. After a long time, someone lightly increased the price.

"11000 taels"

the woman was relieved. Fortunately, someone offered a bid. The red sun iron might have caused a frenzied robbery thousands of years ago, but today, it's good to sell it.

"Eleven thousand Liang"

in the box on the second floor, a quiet voice came out, and the woman put down her heart and raised it again. This voice is the destiny!

"Bad guys, do we have money?" In the box, Mingyue asked nervously.

"No," Ning Chen answered with certainty.

Mingyue subconsciously looks at Liu Ruoxi behind the bad guys. It's said that Huakui is very rich.

When Xiao Mingyue looks at her, Liu Ruoxi shakes her head and says, "I don't have any money. I haven't brought any money I've saved these years"

Mingyue is a little depressed. What should I do.

"Sell her, or sell you," Ning Chen joked with a smile.

"She is valuable, I am a child, not valuable," Mingyue seriously analyzed.

"Ha ha" Ning Chen pinches the little girl's cheek. It's a kid.

Someone in the box who made a sound before said it again and added the price twice. Ning Chen also increased the price, but didn't add more each time, that is, one hundred Liang. Finally, the people in the box gave up and didn't make a sound any more.

In the end, the transaction price of Chiyang iron was 13100 Liang, the price of cabbage, although it could buy cabbage as high as the price of Mijie mountain.

For this fist sized red sun iron, Ning Chen's heart is actually very shaking. It seems that he will increase the price casually, but in fact he is determined to get it.

In Taotie's stomach, Daokui Jiang forgetting Ji once preached his Taoist mental skills. Therefore, he is not unfamiliar with this blazing Yang iron.

Others don't have a way to refine, but he does. The refining method of Taoism is unparalleled in the world. Even today's Confucianism is far from the same. After all, Confucianism has been passed on for thousands of years, and Taoism has been passed on for tens of thousands of years before its demise.

The rest of the time, there are several treasures appear, causing round after round of competition, Ning Chen and xiaomingyue dry look, big eyes stare big eyes, is silent.If you are not in charge, you don't know the price of firewood and rice. You'd better save some.

"The last treasure, Jiumiao Lihe flower, starts at 100000 Liang gold!"

At this time, a stone platform made of crystal rises slowly, in which the purple God flower lies still, suddenly, the whole hall trembles.

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