——Please don't cherish the golden thighs,

——Please cherish your youth.

——The flowers are to be folded,

——Don’t wait for the empty branches to be broken.

Coral recited this popular seven-character poem "Golden Lu Yi" in the Tang Dynasty, and quickly turned to the theme. "I believe everyone knows that this poem means that no matter how precious a treasure is, it cannot be as good as a beautiful love, so don't regret the huge value of gold Lu Yi. You must give it to your beloved person in order to obtain the true love in the world and live up to your youth."

Xiaoxian said silly, "Can the next lot be the golden jade clothes from the Han Dynasty?"

The golden-thread jade garment originated from the Han Dynasty and is also simply called the golden-thread jade garment, which is a symbol of the wearer's identity. The jade garment of the emperor and the princes is knotted with golden threads, called "gold-thread jade garment". The second-handed jade garment is made of silver threads and copper threads, called "silver-thread jade garment" and "copper-thread jade garment". A golden-thread jade garment is decorated with 4,248 jade pieces, which are extremely exquisite and meticulous, and can be called seamless. It takes more than ten years of hard work by the jade craftsman to complete it.

"Yes, yes." Ji Shuijing nodded hurriedly, "Brother Xianchang, you see that this famous poem has been passed down for thousands of years. Everyone knows that the golden velvet clothes are a symbol of love, so you must buy it and give it to me, proving that there is a sincere and beautiful love between us."

Xiaoxian knocked on the table with his fingers and spoke slowly, "But what I heard in the poem mean, it seems that the golden wool garments cannot be compared with love. Young people should not be greedy for wealth and glory, but cherish their youth, not to express their desire to give them to others as a gift that symbolizes love."

"Hey, Brother Xianchang, it's wrong for you to understand this way." Ji Shuijing said with confidence, "If you don't give the golden velvet clothes and do nothing, will beautiful love fall from the sky? Of course, you have to give the golden velvet clothes to get the reward of love and live up to your youth. This is a very simple logical relationship."

"This..." Xiaoxian suddenly felt speechless. Why can you always speak out clearly?

Everyone in the boat felt the same, and they were stunned when they looked at Ji Shuijing.

"Brother Xianchang, do you buy it?" Ji Shuijing urged, "You are a god, is it so difficult to give your girlfriend a piece of clothing?"

"Okay, I'll buy it." Xiaoxian calmed down, grabbed the sign, and said nonsense, "Ten bronzes."

The young master Songjiang was shocked and said, "Immortal, this is not worth it. It's really not worth it. Just raise the bid at the lowest price. We will never fight."

You spend ten cents on any item, and it won’t take many times, and the money will be filled up all the time.

The merchants in Nanyang were confused and thought, "What is the concept of ten copper coins?"

Seeing their expressions, Coralhu explained with a smile, "You guys don't know anything. For the gods, a thousand years is just one minute, and ten thousand gold coins are just a copper plate."

Oh, it turns out that there are differences in the valuation units.

"Congratulations to this immortal for throwing ten coppers for his beloved person. Another sincere and beautiful love in the world has been born from then on." Coral praised enthusiastically, and then walked over with the large plate of auction items in his own hands. "Immortal, please give the golden velvet clothes to my lady with your own hands."

I saw the golden light on the plate, shining brightly, like a fairy dress in clouds, so beautiful that it was unbearable to meet my eyes.

Ji Shuijing smiled so much that his eyes were crescent. After a while, the golden texel still belonged to him, but ten boxes of gold were added to the account. The so-called highest level of love is this: yours are mine, and mine is mine.

Xiaoxian took the plate, weighed it in his hand, and suddenly tweaked it gently. The plate suddenly flew out of the window and fell into the sea with a "thump".

The cabin suddenly became silent, and everyone was stunned.

After a while, Ji Shuijing said, "Xianchang, Brother Xianchang, what do you mean?"

"Oh, I suddenly remembered it." Xiaoxian replied as if nothing had happened, "You can't use this dress."

"Why can I use it?"

"The only purpose of making golden wool clothes in the Han Dynasty is to bury the burial clothes of kings, princes, generals and ministers." Xiaoxianchang said lightly, "So the golden wool clothes that appear outside are actually things that are taken off the dead."

Ji Shuijing said in confusion, "What's wrong with this?"

"No, you just want to wear something used by the dead?" Xiaoxian sighed, "As the richest lady in Songjiang, she actually has a special liking for the shrouds of ancient corpses thousands of years ago. What kind of habit is this?"

Jinluoyi was actually called a shroud by this immortal prince. Everyone felt extremely dizzy in their minds, but after thinking about it carefully, it was true.

Coral felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet and stammered, "Miss, this golden tweed clothes are really not enough to wear, it's better if the fairy-stained one throws it away."

"Don't talk to me about these things." Ji Shuijing stared at Xiao Xianchang fiercely, "The cultural relics in this world come from countless ancient tombs. According to your opinion, they are all things used by dead people, and living people cannot use them?"

“That’s exactly what I can’t understand.”

Xiaoxianchang said in a vicissitudes of life, "It is said that the Chinese people are a nation that respects ancestors and respects their ancestors. They have to be buried with great burials at every funeral to show filial piety. But on the other hand, they excavated the tombs of the ancients and collected various cultural relics for their burial at home, thinking that they boasted. What kind of psychology does such a contradictory act come from? I couldn't help but fall into deep thought."

Mr. Luo coughed, "Immortal, actually digging the tombs of ancient people is the behavior of unscrupulous villains, and we never participate."

Xiaoxian Chang rolled his eyes to the sky, "There is no demand, there will be no market. If the rich never buy antiques for burial, what's the use of unscrupulous villains robbing tombs?"

"After listening to the Taoist priest's warning and saying, I woke up and felt very ashamed." Mr. Luo suddenly realized something and said with a deep pain, "From now on, I must uphold my conscience and never care about the ancient objects buried with me."

"What Brother Luo said is our voice." Someone also understood it and looked remorseful. "We have been upright in our family for generations, and we are obsessed with etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. How can we be at ease with collecting ancient sacrificial objects and tomb robbers? We will never lose our integrity in the future and will be ashamed of our ancestors."

They spoke in unison, but suddenly figured out something: Miss Shuijing's auction, whether it was the bronze ware in the past or the golden woven clothes of the Han Dynasty, seemed to be a bit of a bad origin. Since the immortal prince was disgusted with these antiques, we cater to his words and praised him high, wouldn't there be a legitimate reason to boycott the auction collectively?

"Hmph!" Ji Shuijing said angrily, "Anti-dramas are not necessarily excavated from the tomb, they are not allowed to be heirlooms of other people. Have they been inherited to this day?"

Xiaoxianchang looked at Coral, "I wonder if there will be Tang Sancai at today's auction?"

"Yes." Coral is unknown, "After the items from the Han Dynasty, Wei and Jin Dynasties and after entering the Tang Dynasty catalog, Tang Sancai has a large proportion."

Xiaoxian smiled slightly, "This is not right."

Coral Qi said, "What's wrong with Tang Sancai?"

"Girl, Tang Sancai is a burial weapon specially used by the people of the Tang Dynasty." Xiaoxian Changfeng said lightly, "If it is an ancient object with daily uses, it is possible to obtain a tomb or be passed down from generation to generation. However, this purpose is limited to things with underworld objects. Besides being produced in the tomb, what other explanations are there?"

Coral looked full of surprise, "So Tang Sancai is all underworld artifacts?"

"Yes." Xiaoxian nodded, "What's the difference if someone buys such objects home to be elegant and elegant, and buys some paper men, paper horses and decorate their homes from a longevity store?"

But a young man whispered, "I didn't know that Tang Sancai was an underworld weapon. Now there are two pottery horses in my study. I quickly smashed them after I went back."

"Okay, OK." Ji Shuijing said angrily, "Put off all Tang Sancai from the auction catalog. The underworld artifact is very unlucky, so we won't shoot it anymore."

Coral hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Miss, look at the posture of these young men, even if they are not underworld weapons, they will doubt their origins and say that it may be from the tomb, so I will refuse."

"What should I do?"

"I see, I'll just take out the finale and take a picture." Coral suggested, "Anyway, the fairy doesn't seem to want to cooperate with you to play slowly. Maybe he's tired of sitting here and pretending."

"The finale is the finale." Ji Shui's mirror teeth made the princess ring loudly, "The tenth sister is so weak. If you don't support me, you'll take the lead in shattering. You can't forgive him if you turn around!"

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Chapter completed!