Reborn Di daughter seeks the world

Chapter 312
Qingyun Sword is a well-known sharp sword in Kyushu. Although it does not cut iron like mud, it is sharper than most swords. Legend has it that it is the sword of a generation of war gods. With it, it is bound to be invincible on the battlefield.The cyan hilt is unique, exuding an ancient and solemn atmosphere.

It is said that a sword is worthy of a hero, but anyone who knows some kung fu will covet it.

What's more, if you don't need it yourself, you can still give it away.

"How much silver is this sword?" Someone shouted directly.

"Yes, how much money, Miss Linglong."

Linglong looked at the people upstairs poking their heads out, and said with a slight smile, "The base price of this Qingyun sword is 1 taels, and the price increase should not be less than 10 taels each time."

As soon as the words came out, someone asked the price immediately, "1 taels!"

However, after this sound, many people were silent, and the asking price was 11 taels. Is it worthwhile to buy a sword that can only be collected for 11 taels?
And at this moment, somewhere on the third floor, a voice came, "My master paid 11 taels."

Ye Lingxi glanced at the Qingyun sword placed on the sword stand below, and lowered her eyes, "It seems that this sword is the finale of today."

"Master, why do you say that?" Ling Zhong looked at Ye Lingxi suspiciously.

Ye Lingxi smiled slightly, "If you buy a sword for 11 taels, would anyone use such a sword to fight an enemy? If you want to collect it, unless you are a martial idiot, and 11 taels is not a small amount, it is a rich man in this city." Most of them are businessmen, and businessmen don’t like this, so the status of people who want to buy swords is naturally not simple. The result of buying this is either to keep it or to give it away.”

"Ah...why is this sword so expensive all of a sudden, I wish I had known that I would call the price earlier." An annoyed voice came from the private room next to it, "The price will be 21 taels, how can I have so much silver. "

Ye Lingxi couldn't help but look over, a boy in his twenties poked his head out, he had sword eyebrows and star eyes, he was very heroic, and there was a look of annoyance in his brows at this moment.

"That's enough, isn't it just a sword, 11 taels, thank you for thinking it out, the little foundation at home can't be tolerated by you like this." A cold voice came from the man inside.

"Brother, you don't understand at all. It is very important for a soldier to have a good sword. It is not only a symbol of status, but also a guarantee on the battlefield, whether it is for himself or his comrades. As the saying goes, a beautiful woman matches a hero, Naturally, a sword should be matched with a hero." Brother Gongzi turned his head, looked at the people inside and said.

"With all your nonsensical reasoning, you don't even think about who the bidder was just now." The man frowned and said, "Even if you sell the mansion, you might not be able to win against him."

"Hmph." The man snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Ye Lingxi narrowed her eyes slightly, the brothers were interesting.

"Master, the one who bid 11 taels just now is the sixth prince, Rong Wang Junrong." Ling Zhong explained from the side.

Sure enough, the royal family was also interested in this sword, Ye Lingxi smiled slightly, "What about the people next to you?"

"It's the two sons of the Zhongyihou Mansion." Ling Zhong said in a low voice.

People from the Zhongyi Hou Mansion?Ye Lingxi glanced at Qingyun Sword below, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if she understood.

"21 taels." I don't know who suddenly asked for the price.

"Ah, I'm so mad." A man's annoyed voice came from the private room next to him.

"That's enough, please be quiet." Followed by a reprimand.

Jun Rong frowned when he heard the bidding outside. He didn't expect such a high price for a sword, and the bidder was clearly the youngest.

Another bid was 31 taels, and Jun Rong chose to remain silent.

In the private room here, a man walked in. The man looked 25 or [-] years old. He was very handsome, with a three-point smile on his face, and a pair of clear and indifferent eyes. When he saw who was sitting inside, he She stepped forward and cupped her hands and said, "I have met His Royal Highness Ye Wang." Her gestures were extremely calm.

Jun Ye stood up, smiled at the person who came, and said, "Why is Zi Xiao so polite? Come on, sit down. I heard that you are coming, so I asked you to come here. I don't know if it will be disturbing." If Zi Xiao's elegant mood is disturbed, I hope Zi Xiao will forgive me."

Yu Zixiao stood up and smiled slightly, "His Royal Highness Ye Wang is polite, Zi Xiao is just walking around with nothing to do."

"I see, too. If you are busy with business, how can Zi Xiao have time to come here with your future brother-in-law." Jun Ye's eyes fell on the private room opposite, where all the Song family members lived, and the smile on his face grew stronger. The hair grew deeper, "Speaking of which, I want to congratulate Zi Xiao, he will soon be the son-in-law of Duke Qi Chenglong, and he will marry a beautiful woman soon."

Hearing this, Yu Zi smiled softly, "What Your Highness said is that the humble minister should thank the emperor for his marriage."

Jun Ye frowned, and laughed lowly, "Yes, the royal father's marriage gift is very good, you and that Miss Song are indeed both talented and beautiful."

Yu Zixiao smiled and didn't answer, her expression was extremely calm.

Jun Ye's eyebrows jumped, and he looked towards the auction platform below, "I have always heard that the Prince of Wu'an County likes to collect swords. I don't know how about this Qingyun Sword?"

"The Qingyun sword is said to surpass Qingyun. It is a very domineering sword rarely seen in the world. My father once told me that it was the sword of a general of a certain dynasty in the Fengtian Continent. This general relied on this sword. Galloping on the battlefield, he was invincible and unstoppable. Later, this sword disappeared without a trace in the world, and unexpectedly appeared again now." Yu Zixiao said with a smile, "Your Highness is really good."

Jun Ye's eyes moved, he looked at Yu Zixiao and said, "This king is just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, and I want to give this sword to someone who really understands swords."

Yu Zixiao heard the words, looked at Jun Ye, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is really generous, I don't know who has such an honor to be given a sword by His Highness."

Jun Ye smiled, and looked at Yu Zixiao with a different gaze, "Of course this person is..."

"31 taels, I want this sword." I don't know who called the price, and all the voices here were drowned in an instant.

Jun Ye's face suddenly darkened. Who dared to raise the price with him.

Yu Zixiao looked at the source of the voice, not far away, he smiled slightly, "Nowadays a sword can be sold for 31 taels, as expected, the money from merchants is much easier than others."

"This Qingyun sword, this king is sure to win today!" Jun Ye frowned and said in a cold voice.

Yu Zixiao shook her head, "The asking price will be 41 taels, a sword is not worth this money. However, I am curious about who can buy a sword at such a price. Although Qingyun Sword is famous, but this Fame is far from being worth 30 taels of silver."

Hearing this, Jun Ye's expression changed, and he said tentatively, "Then what sword does Zi Xiao think is worth it?"

"Among the world's famous swords, the most famous is the Longevity Sword, the saber sword of King Jing of Northern Chu. Ling's corpse appeared together, and it is also in Beichu now. Another name is Jian Chuiling, which is now the sword of King Lie of Beijiang, and Shen Yuan, Zhaoyun and other swords, whose whereabouts are still unknown." Yu Zixiao said calmly.

"Are these the famous swords that the King of Wu'an likes? The King of Wu'an must really want to get them." Jun Ye stared at Yu Zixiao with eager eyes.

Yu Zixiao smiled when she heard the words, "Although my father likes to hide swords, he respects these swords that already have sword owners, and he believes that every sword is spiritual and will recognize the owner, so if you get it A sword that doesn't suit me is probably a disaster."

Listening to this time, the beating light in Jun Ye's eyes disappeared instantly.

"41 taels!" A male voice came suddenly.

Ye Lingxi raised her eyebrows, looked in the direction of the neighbor, the corner of her mouth curled up with interest, it was really interesting.

"You're crazy, 41 taels, where do you go to find 41 taels, is it worth it for a sword?" Another male voice suddenly rose, showing a bit of frustration.

"Master, do you want to increase the price?" Ling Zhong looked at Ye Lingxi and asked.

Ye Lingxi shook her head, and said seriously: "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, so I'll admit defeat."

Ling Zhong took a look at Ye Lingxi and felt his head hurt a little. The master was clearly trying to deceive others. The 41 taels of silver was nothing to the Ling family, but it was different to others.Could it be that the young master of the Loyalty Marquis Mansion is obsessed with swords? !
In the next private room, two men in green clothes were sitting opposite each other, both of them had ugly faces, one was angry and the other was shocked.

"Brother, I, did I really ask for a price?" The younger man faltered and faltered, staring at the front, obviously not expecting to call out such a high price.

The man opposite looked older and weaker. He gritted his teeth and looked at his younger brother, "Who else would you have, I want to see how you plan to end today."

"I..." Peng Cheng clicked his tongue and was at a loss for words. He was just annoyed just now, why should others get what he wanted.But what should he do now, can he take back what he just said.

"Second Young Master, someone is looking for you." The voice of the attendant outside suddenly came.

Peng Cheng was upset, and immediately shouted: "Why are you arguing, I am annoyed right now."

"One time for 41 taels, two times for 41 taels, two or three times for 41 taels, okay, this Qingyun sword belongs to Mr. Peng." Linglong looked upstairs with a smile on her face.

"Hahaha, is that boy from the Peng family crazy, 41 taels? Can he get it out?" A laughing voice came, it was the eldest son of the Song family, Song Yu, who was lying in front of the window, looking ahead, with eyes There was a lot of disdain, and that unattractive face was somewhat distorted.

"A small family like the Peng family can only get 1 taels, haha." The people following Song Yu also echoed.

Here, Jun Rong listened to the voice outside and frowned, "Is it Peng Jin and Peng Cheng? Although the Peng family has handed over part of their military power, their strength is still not to be underestimated. Although 41 taels is a lot, if the king can If you send charcoal in the snow at this time..."

Here, Jun Ye naturally also thought of this, and walked out of the private room directly, and walked towards the private room where the two young masters of the Peng family were. Adding icing on the cake is never as good as sending charcoal in the snow. The Peng family has remained neutral for too long.

"My surname is Song, don't look down on others, I will show you 41 taels!" Peng Cheng opened the window and looked angrily at the person who was mocking him.

(End of this chapter)