There is a Treasure Pavilion in the capital city. It was located in Zhuque Street eight years ago. There are all kinds of treasures in the world, ranging from the rare objects in the national collection to the common people talking about them. As long as the price is high, there are all kinds of wonders.

Rare and rare treasures, priced at 15 per month.

The business of Zangbao Pavilion is booming, and there are endless customers from all over the world. Generally, the treasures can only be known on the day they are sold, but there are many people who have made friends with the shopkeeper and got wind in advance.

I heard that the three priced items today are priceless treasures. Among them is the Que Ming Sword, the legacy of the former imperial swordsmith, and a hundred-bird skirt that can only be obtained once in a hundred years.A blood fennel plant next to it is extremely yang and highly poisonous, but it can be used as medicine to fight poison and detoxify all kinds of poisons. Many doctors and patients come here attracted by it.

At the end of the day, the prices began to be chanted. At noon, the Zangbao Pavilion was overcrowded. The wealthy, powerful and famous people sat in the private room on the second floor, and ordinary people gathered downstairs to watch the excitement.Looking outside the window, on the vast and far-reaching Zhuque Street, Duzangbao Pavilion is full of people, full of people.

Hearing the "boom" of the mallet, the noise subsided instantly, and the shopkeeper looked up at the seat separated by the screen on the second floor, and announced in a deep voice, "Mr. Yang got a hundred bird skirt for two thousand five hundred taels!"

The end of the sound did not stop, and the discussion started again.

I saw a woman walking out from behind a screen embroidered with mountains, rivers, clouds and cranes. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains with black hair, her eyes were like waves of autumn water, her skin was like creamy peach blossoms, and her black hair covered her waist.Everyone's attention was on, and the sound stopped for a moment.

The woman's slender hand is holding a tray, on which is a milky white colored glass box, which is exactly the blood fennel that is being priced.

Most of the people who come to bid for the price are rich and powerful, no matter if they are the sons of the high school or the family of the merchants, regardless of whether the treasures are useful or not, they call the price first to grab the things, in short, they want to compete for a breath.

Before the shopkeeper could make a sound, someone shouted, "Five hundred taels."

"Six hundred taels!"

"Six hundred and twelve~"

The sound of asking prices came from the second floor, and the heads of the spectators downstairs shook their heads in response to the sound of asking prices, and all they could see were human figures faintly visible behind the screen.

The price was raised to 1,000 taels in a short while, and just when everyone thought it was a high price, suddenly, loud and loud shouts came out, "Two thousand taels!" Everyone was shocked, not only because of the high price, but also because of the high price.On the first floor, this has never been the case.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a man wearing a bamboo hat sitting in the corner, wearing a narrow-sleeved black shirt, and holding a long black sword in his hand. The bamboo hat covered most of his face, but his posture and demeanor looked like a knight-errant.

Before everyone came back to their senses, they heard another voice, "Three thousand taels."

"Three thousand one hundred taels."

There was a wave of ups and downs, and everyone's heads were shaking from side to side, unable to see, and they all speculated that someone in the house was sick, or poisoned.

"Four thousand one hundred taels~"

Only one hundred taels was added all the time because the voice was from the left corner of the second floor. Behind the screen of the four scholars drinking wine, they saw a human figure holding a fan, fanning slowly in the early autumn sky. The voice was a very young man.He also asked the same price for the skirt, which caused a lot of dissatisfaction among others, which is really disgusting.

Now the old trick is repeated, and there are discussions everywhere, only to hear the knight in the corner say again, "Four thousand one hundred and ten taels."

It was obvious that the person behind the drinking screen on the second floor was stunned, and then he added another hundred taels angrily, and the knight added another ten taels unhurriedly.Drink tea and watch a play, but to see who can cure who.

"Five thousand taels! I want it!"

At the first sound, everyone's eyes fell on the door, only to see a young man pushing aside the crowd, holding on to the door frame panting for breath, holding a few bank notes in his hand.

Sweat dripped from the young man's fair face, and the light yellow robe was very precious, with silver thread trimming and flying cranes embroidered on the collar. A closer look at the lifelike crane feathers showed the intricate craftsmanship.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the fragrance in the pavilion is overflowing.

The boy gasped for a moment, glanced up at the second floor, then glanced at the shopkeeper, and finally stared at the knight in the corner, showing the style of a playboy, and said viciously, "I see who dares to grab me!"

Someone he knew tentatively called out, "Little Grandpa?"

The person who came was Tang Guogong’s only son, Tang Jiao. The young prince was famously ruthless.If you do evil, you can't afford the price of the treasure house.

I don't know what wind brought him here today, and he took five thousand taels of silver.

Someone protested on the second floor, "Young master, you are being unreasonable."

Tang Jiao kicked away the person next to him, stepped on the stool, and shook the bank note in his hand, with a look of determination, "I'm just being unreasonable! If anyone dares to rob me, I'll never end with him!"

It doesn't matter if it's money or not, the main thing is that Tang Jiao is difficult to deal with. Last time, the son of the servant of the Ministry of Rites just accidentally bumped into him while walking, and he almost killed him by kicking him into the river.

It is said that little ghosts are difficult to deal with, but Tang Jiao is more permeable than little ghosts.

With his nonsense and obsession, everyone really stopped bidding.

Tang Jiao waved the bank note triumphantly, moved his foot off the stool, looked at the blood fennel with his eyes full of light, and was about to pay the money to get the goods when he heard a light voice, "Five thousand one hundred taels."

"..."

The hall was dead silent for a moment, Tang Jiao stepped out and his feet were hanging in the air, and he turned his head to look at the knight in the corner in disbelief.

I saw the chivalrous man pouring tea in a calm and breezy manner, and saw the bamboo hat being nodded, as if to signal, so polite that it made people choke.

The drinking screen of the four scholars on the second floor was pushed away, and there was a face as gentle as jade. The man lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, "Young master, you didn't bring only five thousand taels, did you?"

Tang Jiao suddenly raised his head, exasperated, "Xiao Yu'an, stop meddling in your own business!" After saying that, he turned his head and stared at the knight, and began to be unreasonable, "What do you mean! Do you want to rob me?"

The chivalrous man took a sip of tea unhurriedly, not at all afraid of Tang Jiao's unreasonableness, and repeated the asking price again, "Five thousand one hundred taels."

Tang Jiao had never been so provocatively provocative. He kicked over the stool next to him and yelled, "Anyone who wants to take blood fennel today will have to step on me!"

Eighty percent of the people in the Zangbao Pavilion went to the theater, and 20% of them came to ask for the price. Among them, 10% of them also went to the theater because they had no intention of paying attention to the blood fennel. Now that Tang Xiaobawang is making such a fuss, no one dares to ask for the price.

If the powerful were in power, someone sighed, "What is this called!"

Someone replied softly, "If Xu Shizi is here..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled "bang" and then a hum. Everyone was shocked, and Tang Jiao suddenly fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough..."

Coughing was overwhelmed by the noise, Tang Jiao covered his chest and looked towards the door, the dark red corner of his clothes caught his eyes, he looked up amidst the exclamation, his thin waist and broad shoulders, and finally a pictureGorgeous face.

Slanting eyebrows are drawn into the temples, a pair of peach blossom eyes are faint, unattractive but hard to look away, red at the end of the eyes and a light red mole under the eyes, the color of the eyes is light bruise, thin lips are white, and the whole body is redThe clothes made her skin more pale, her brows were gloomy, and her body was sickly but straight.

The breeze blew by, the red robe fluttered, and the blue hair fluttered. The beauty covered her lips in the wind and coughed lightly, making her look even weaker.

The body of a man is more beautiful than that of a woman, but the beauty is elegant because of the nobility of the whole body, without a trace of femininity, and it is three points more beautiful than a beautiful woman just now.

I saw the beauty who came out of nowhere raised her foot and stepped in, her every move was elegant, under the eyes of everyone, the beauty stepped on the stunned Tang Jiao, and she stepped over in the blink of an eye.

"Xu! Yuan! Qing!"

With Tang Jiao's heart-piercing roar, all the people came back to their senses in the mood of the beauty descended from the sky, and looked at it again, it really was Xu Shizi who came, and only Xu Shizi had such an amazing appearance, and he could still be calm.Gently clean up the playboys.

Xu Yuanqing turned around calmly, looked at Tang Jiao who was roaring on the ground, his eyes were emotionless, "I stepped on it."

"..."

Everyone gasped. Although Tang Jiao is the overlord, there are people beyond others and heaven beyond the sky. As long as there is Xu Shizi in Beijing, there will be no sons of aristocratic families or dudes, because Xu Shizi is the biggest.

Tang Jiao became furious, turned around and supported the legs of the table, "Xu Yuanqing, I'll kill you!"

Xu Yuanqing backed away unhurriedly, cool wind poured in from the doors and windows and blown everyone's robes, seeing Tang Jiao clawing at him, he dodged sideways calmly and kicked Tang Jiao's leg, causing him to be exhaustedSteady forward and tilted.

Tang Jiao was supported by someone who came downstairs, Xu Yuanqing lowered his head and coughed for a while, the cool wind picked up again, he felt uncomfortable all over, his throat was itchy, and the cough could not be stopped.

"My son!" The follower Zuo Yue rushed over, heard the sound of coughing all the way, and ran wildly with the cloak in his arms, and when the cloak fell on his body, Xu Yuanqing calmed down a lot after being shielded from the wind.

The people upstairs all came down, and they greeted Xu Yuanqing with different expressions, "My lord."

Xu Yuanqing's eyes fell on Tang Jiao, who was being pulled by them, and his eyes were smudged with water vapor after coughing, so he didn't look so cold, but his tone was cold.

"Anyone want blood fennel?"

Everyone was silent, Tang Jiao jumped up and down with seven or eight hands, angry and annoyed, almost crying out of aggrieved, pointing at him and yelling, "Xu Yuanqing, you are too deceitful!"

"Cut." Xu Yuanqing didn't care, even took a few steps forward, glanced at the person who wanted to stop him, Xiao Yu'an stepped aside with a smile, "If you like blood fennel, you can take it, we don't need it anyway."

Xu Yuanqing listened too much to the sarcasm, and didn't care about his words. He stood in front of Tang Jiao who was imprisoned, and his eyes met.It was as if he wished to swallow his life alive, but he still looked indifferent, his picky eyes remained silent.

Suddenly, the bank note in Tang Jiao's hand was transferred to Xu Yuanqing's.

"I stepped on people, and I took things away." Xu Yuanqing turned his back when Tang Jiao was stunned, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a successful smile, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, the so-called smile is like this, in Tang Jiao'sAmidst the roar, Xu Yuanqing raised his feet and walked towards the shopkeeper. When he handed over the money, he suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look at the knight who was asking the price in the corner.

The knight holds a long sword in his hand, presses the bamboo hat with his slender fingers, gets up and approaches, and under the close-fitting black clothes, he can vaguely see a muscular body.For the most part, only the thin jaw was seen, and he stretched out his hand as a beckoning gesture without saying a word, which was regarded as giving in.

Seeing this, Xu Yuanqing handed all the five thousand taels of silver bills to the shopkeeper, and Zuo Yue cheerfully went to get the blood fennel, holding it carefully in his arms.

Xu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to thank the knight, but there was no one there, only Tang Jiao, who was yelling and screaming with him endlessly.

Yang Ming, who had been dissuading Tang Jiao all along, let go of his hand, looking at the glass box in Zuo Yue's hand, his expression sank, "It doesn't matter if the son wants blood fennel, but he took the money from the young man, what's the reason?"

Yang Ming is the eldest son of Marquis Pingjing. Like him, he is also an elder son. He is friendly. Not long ago, he was engaged to the daughter of the Li family. He has always been a model of life among the children of the aristocratic family in the capital. Today Xu Yuanqing only wants blood fennel and does not want to find anyone else.Unlucky, he glanced at Tang Jiao, and told him confidently, "I am the truth."

"You!" Yang Ming was choked, with a helpless expression on his face, "It's unreasonable."

"Your Majesty!" Zuo Yue suddenly called out, with a frightened expression on his face, Xu Yuanqing's heart sank when he saw this, and saw that the glass box in his hand was turned upside down, and it was empty, and the blood fennel he bought specially disappeared.

There was a lot of shock in the hall, and Tang Jiao was also taken aback. The shopkeeper hurriedly went up to look, and flipped the glass box left and right to confirm that the blood fennel was indeed gone.

Zuo Yue was so anxious that he grabbed the shopkeeper and said, "Where are the things! A profiteer!"