Chapter 993： I don’t remember any festivals

Many of the paintings on Xiaozhuan on the Sea are not colored, and there is no description of color in the Wonderland of Wonders.

Ye Qianning looked at it repeatedly and found that there was indeed no color. Xuan Changji's eyes could not distinguish colors. However, during the auction today, neither Helianchen nor Shui Xingqi mentioned that Xuan Changji could not distinguish the ten colors.

Shui Xingqi seemed to know the Xuan family very well. After thinking about it, she closed the book and left the room.

Opening the door, it was still lively outside, with people drinking, fighting, and noisy on the first floor.

“Miss, you’re awake.” Du Yi stood guard at the door.

“What time is it now?”

“It’s almost time to be ugly.”

"It's so late." Ye Qianning was in a dark space, but he didn't expect that five or six hours would pass in the blink of an eye: "Is there anyone coming tonight?"

"The young prince of Nanyuan came once, the master also came once, and people from Wanwang Mansion also came."

“Did Wan Wangfu leave any words?”

"Master Wan brought a gift. He said that he disturbed the eldest lady when he went up the mountain, so he came here to apologize." Du Yi bent down and picked up a gift box from the ground: "I didn't want to accept it, so Master Wan insisted on putting it at the door and said tomorrow. If there is a banquet after the auction, be sure to ask the eldest lady to show her respect."

Ye Qianning raised her hand to open the gift box. There were gold deposit certificates inside. Each one had a face value of one thousand taels, and a stack looked like one hundred thousand.

Giving money is the most practical thing in Baimuxun. Wan Wangfu spared no expense to buy the small seal script of Haihai. If Xi Liuyuan hadn't bid the price, Wan Weizhi would never let go so easily.

Perhaps we can get some information from Prince Wan about how Emperor Dongsi married a direct daughter of the Xuan family.

“You send the money back and don’t remember any trouble with Wan Wang’s Mansion.”

"yes."

Ye Qianning turned around and returned to the room. The ugly moment was almost over. Shui Xingqi had probably rested long ago. He will ask about the Xuan family in detail tomorrow. As for Wanwang Mansion, now is not the time to talk nonsense.

It will be easier to do things until they can’t help but mention it themselves.

Du Yi sent the money to the darkroom.

In a dark room.

The guards of Wanwang Mansion formed a circle, and Wan Lingling was sitting in the corner, with a simple cloth blocking the view of the outside world.

Many Jianghu people stared at Wan Lingling when the group came in. Zhang Mao chopped off her head and threw her out after several attempts.

Zhang Mao was a famous swordsman in Dongsi. His aura was so threatening that no one dared to step forward.

Wan Weizhi stayed up almost all night, all his thoughts were on the small seal on the sea. His father had been sleeping and he couldn't make up his mind.

“Sir.” Zhang Mao walked over.

“Uncle Zhang, how is your father?” Wan Weizhi raised his head and asked.

Zhang Mao sat cross-legged on the ground: "Your Majesty is awake and can attend tomorrow's auction. I also grabbed a seat on the first floor tomorrow."

“What’s the date?”

“The position at the back is not very good, but it is better than standing at the back. I almost understand all the rules of Bermuxun, and I will definitely be able to get a good position in the next two days.”

“Well, has Uncle Zhang told your father about the small seal script on the sea?”

Zhang Mao shook his head: "The director was always around at the time, so I didn't mention it."

Wan Weizhi looked a little solemn: "A few of our people were dealt with by the Xilu Yin Guards. I don't know who the person named Ye is, but the people from Xilun actually wanted to protect them."

"I didn't see that the woman was with the Prince of Xilun during yesterday's auction. Could it be that the Prince of Xilun also wanted to get the items secretly and deal with the people who got in the way?" Zhang Mao thought.

“This possibility cannot be ruled out. The Prince of Xilun has always been aloof and arrogant, and not just any cat or dog can get along with him.” (End of this chapter)