Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading Chapter 171: Half-holy?

"I became a saint with idle books ()"!

The morning in Zhongjing is getting colder and colder.

Chen Luo stomped his feet and exhaled a cloud of white air.

Today, Qingwei and his party are going to return to Shouyang Mountain, and Chen Xuan, who has not woken up yet, will be brought back together with them.

Chen Luo looked at Chen Xuan who was still sleeping, her face was already bloody, and she felt a little reluctant.

Speaking of which, Chen Xuan is the person she is most familiar with, but the real time they spend together is only a few days.

When we meet, it is difficult to say goodbye.

The spring silkworm is dead until the silk is exhausted, and the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry.

Xiaojing, but sad clouds and temples change, Yeyin should feel the moonlight and cold.

There are not many ways to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is attentive to visit.

Farewell today, you are in Xianshan, I am in the world, and I don't know when we will meet again——

"Luo'er, remember to come to Shouyang Mountain in three months to choose the secret realm." Qingwei reminded, "At that time, Xuan'er should also wake up."

Chen Luo: (￣ω￣;)

The atmosphere is gone...

Seeing the purple auspicious clouds grow from the soles of Da Tianshi's feet, they held up the group, and in an instant, they disappeared in front of his eyes, and Chen Luo let out a sigh of white mist.

Chen Xuan, go...

ヾ(??▽?)ノ

"Lu Tong!" Chen Luo shouted, "Go and post a message to Liu Daru, just say I invite him to drink! Let him decide the place!"

……

In the empty Royal Garden, only Ye Heng and Yan Baichuan were the two of them, and even Hou An, who had always been inseparable, also guarded the gate of the Royal Garden.

Ever since Emperor Wu revoked the Confucian magical powers in the Imperial Garden, and stopped making the Imperial Garden colorful all year round, at this moment, the chrysanthemums have also withered, and only the row of plum blossoms has grown a little red bud.

"Your Majesty!" Yan Baichuan looked at Ye Heng's back and called out softly.

If the two of them continue to stand like this, they will miss the morning time.

"Uncle Yan..." Ye Heng sighed, with exhaustion in his voice, and Yan Baichuan was surprised. This was Ye Heng's name when he was not on the throne in his early years, and he hadn't heard it for decades.

"The minister is here." Yan Baichuan saluted respectfully.

"Qu'er is dead..." Ye Heng said calmly.

Yan Baichuan was stunned for a moment, then an unbelievable look flashed on his face: "Wait... Ye Qu is dead?"

Ye Heng turned around, his eyes were red and swollen, obviously after a long cry: "Fell into a well and die!"

Yan Baichuan frowned, as if thinking of something, but he stopped talking.

Ye Heng walked slowly towards the pavilion, and Yan Baichuan followed suit.

"I know what Uncle Yan you want to say. I asked my ancestors to check it out in person, and there is no trace of human intervention."

"It can only be said that Qu'er's temperament is too bad."

Yan Baichuan bowed his hands slightly: "Your Majesty's condolences."

Ye Heng walked slowly towards the small pavilion in the imperial garden, and said, "Since I ascended the throne, I have not dared to slack off. After all, I wasted Qu'er's teachings and made him come this far. "

"If it's wrong, he will take three points and I will take seven points."

"I know that Uncle Yan and Sima Lie have a very close relationship. Can Uncle Yan come forward and ask Mr. Sima to show his respect in the history books so that Qu'er can be respected. This is what my father can do for him in the end. ."

Yan Baichuan nodded: "This old minister will handle this."

Ye Heng nodded, and then said: "This matter started because of Wan Anbo, but it has nothing to do with Wan Anbo. It's all his own fault. Chen Luo's martial arts is the hope of my human race, and I care about the queen's. It's decent, so I can't make a decree to express my condolences. I also ask Uncle Yan to come forward and give me some relief."

"Young man, it's hard to avoid being impetuous. Don't let him get away from me, Daxuan, because of the grievances Qu'er gave him."

"Dao Xuan, is my Ye clan's Da Xuan, and also the human race's Da Xuan."

"Qu'er is my son, he is a citizen of Daxuan, and he is also my son."

Yan Baichuan looked at Ye Heng for a long while, then bowed deeply: "Old minister, on behalf of Wan Anbo, thank your majesty for your kind heart."

……

Zhongjing, Wanbao Building.

Ye Dafu sat in the most conspicuous position of the auction venue, looking ready to go. The accountant next to him introduced it carefully in his ear.

"Sir, in this auction, there are three Buddhist relics, a Bodhisattva and two Arhats. However, it seems that the Bodhisattva's relic has been cracked a little, and the estimated value is about 300 Tiandao crystals."

“There are also three broken arms of barbarian barbarian kings, which are equivalent to the great Confucianism of the realm of objects. This is a good idea. It is most suitable for tempering and killing barbarian Confucian treasures. The estimated value will not be less than 330 Tiandao crystals.”

"These two items were only announced the day before yesterday, and most people here are here for these two items."

Ye Dafu raised his eyebrows: "Buddhist Bodhisattva, barbarian barbarian king, who sent these auctions, bloody."

The accountant shook his head: "The rules of Wanbao Building do not disclose the information of the seller."

Ye Dafu yawned: "It has nothing to do with us, we are here for the seedling of the Kailingguo fruit tree. I will sleep for a while, and call me when I arrive."

"By the way, pay attention to who took the photos of those two things? It's fine if you don't have a festival with us. If there is a festival, let the dead man in the house help them luck."

……

"Okay, the next item is the seedling of a spirit-opening fruit tree." The auctioneer introduced, "A spirit-opening fruit tree can bear spirit fruits. One fruit tree bears more than 800 per year."

"Taking Kailingguo can help young children develop their ability to read through."

"According to the half-sage's observation, it can increase the probability of 10%. Although the effect is not very strong, but the amount is large, it is a must-have for aristocratic families!"

"The starting price is 30 pieces of Tiandao Crystal!"

As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, Ye Dafu's lazy voice rang out.

"Thirty dollars and one tael!"

Everyone looked sideways, and when they saw Ye Dafu, his face showed such an appearance as expected.

"Forty yuan." shouted a son of a noble family.

"Forty yuan and one tael." Ye Dafu shouted again.

The children of the aristocratic family looked at Ye Dafu: "Ye Dafu, can you hurry up!"

After speaking, he shouted again: "Seventy dollars!"

He nearly doubled the price directly.

Ye Dafu sighed: "Seventy yuan and one tael!"

The aristocratic family was disgusted, but he didn't dare to shout again. If he shouted again, it would be higher than the market price of the Kailing Fruit Tree. He still had money left to bid for the Buddha and Man's items, so he died.

Until the auctioneer urged the auctioneer repeatedly, no one bid again, and unfortunately the hammer fell.

With a smile on his face, Ye Dafu immediately sent the accountant to handle the handover. In the next auction of Buddha and Man, he intends to be a melon eater.

Just here, a shopkeeper of Wanbao Building suddenly ran up to the auction table and whispered a few words to the auctioneer. The auctioneer nodded, and then tapped the small hammer in his hand.

"Everyone, things have changed, we just received a new auction order."

"So bring this assignment forward for now."

"The client is the Yan family of the painting Holy Family!"

"The lot is a semi-sacred text treasure!"

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, the audience boiled over, and the children of wealthy families who had always been calm stood up one after another, looked at the auctioneer on the stage, and asked loudly—

"Miss Yafei, are you right? It's a semi-sage text treasure, not a great Confucian text treasure?"

"Ms. Yafei, are you talking about the Yan family of Yan Kexuan Yan Sheng?"

"Ms. Yafei, I have insufficient funds, can I postpone the auction for two days?"

For a while, the auction hall was full of turmoil, and this was the sound of a spring thunder: "Silence!"

Positive mood coercion swept the audience.

This is the master of the townhouse of Wanbaolou.

Suddenly everyone quieted down.

The auctioneer Miss Yafei slowed down and said softly—

"Everyone, what the Yan family wants to auction is not the semi-sacred treasure itself."

"Instead of qualifying for the Semi-Saint Treasure."

"Before the fall of Yan Sheng, he once left a picture of a fishing old man, everyone must have heard of it."

"It is the treasure of the cooperation between Yan Sheng and Liu Wenzong, on which there is a poem by Liu Wenzong."

"A thousand mountains and birds fly away,"

"Everyone is gone."

"The Lonely Boat Minor,"

"Only fishing for snow in the cold river."

"This treasure has caught a barbarian emperor and injured a barbarian god."

"The barbarian **** fought back desperately, blood stained this picture of fishing old man, turned winter into autumn, wiped out the poems of Liu Wenzong, and changed the artistic conception of the picture of fishing old man."

"For hundreds of years, the Yan family has tried to add new poems to Diaosoutu to recreate the power of the semi-sacred literary treasure, but it was unsuccessful."

"Today, the Yan family has decided to auction ten places, and those who have won the places can try to inscribe poems for Diaosou Tu within ten years. gift."

After listening to Yafei's narration, the scene calmed down.

Everyone here is a big man with hands and eyes, and everyone knows about the "Diaosou Tu". Since it was stained with the blood of the barbarian gods, this "Diaosou Tu" has actually become an ordinary painting and calligraphy.

If you want to reproduce the power of the past, the poems that supplement the title must have the power of saints. In those days, Liu Wenzong borrowed the murderous aura of the cold winter of heaven and earth to achieve such power.

Everyone also understands that it is not the Yan family who covets the cost of the auction quota. After all, the owner of the Yan family said many years ago that whoever can make "Diaosou Tu" shine again, he will give it as a gift.

Dangdang painted the Holy Family, there are still a few semi-sanctified treasures in the town house.

With this trick today, I am afraid that for hundreds of years, countless self-esteemed talents have taken the initiative to come to the door to ask for supplementary poetry and prose, and they have added such a threshold.

That being said, it's not that tempting.

Speaking badly, their family, who hasn't sent someone to the Yan family to try to write a poem!

After so many years, who has succeeded?

But at this time, Ye Dafu was ecstatic, and his fat face was full of smiles.

He was pulling out the Heavenly Dao Crystal from the storage bag piece by piece.

"Poem~IndoMTL.com~ Who can compare to my big brother!"

"Brother, I'll give you the money first, so you can lend me."

"Nine out of thirteen returns! Dear brothers, let's make it clear."

"The semi-sacred text treasure, brother, you are about to pick up the treasure."

……

Ah!

Chen Luo sneezed.

Well, it seems that the weather is getting colder and colder, so I need to get some thick clothes...

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