During the bidding, only the people in this box could compete with Lu Yu, so Lu Yu was extremely impressed by box number 87.
The servant respectfully replied: "The distinguished guest is very interested in this piece of writing, and I would like to ask you to part with it. He is willing to pay a sufficient price."
"Since you want it, why don't you bid at the auction?" Zhen Yuqin asked coldly.
The servant was a little embarrassed: "The distinguished guest on the 87th wanted to prepare money to bid for the next auction, so he did not invest too much in it. But the distinguished guest said that you can rest assured that she will definitely pay the equivalent amount.
Something I exchanged with you.”
Lu Yu thought for a moment and said, "I remember that there was a Dinghai Stone that was photographed by Box No. 87. You go back and tell him that if he is willing to use the Dinghai Stone in exchange, I am still willing."
"Lu Yu, it would be a big loss if you exchanged the Wen Sheng pen and ink you bought for one billion for Dinghai Stone."
Zhen Yuqin quickly reminded.
Although the Dinghai Stone is very rare, it can only assist water-attribute monks in their practice. In the final analysis, the effect is not obvious.
Lu Yu said: "This literary saint's pen and ink is no longer useful to me, so why not replace it."
He bought this literary sage's pen and ink just for the Confucian and Taoist principles contained in it.
Nowadays, his Confucian and Taoist laws have become more refined, so there is no need for such antiques.
"Okay, I'll go and notify the distinguished guest right away."
The servant did not expect that the conversation would be so easy, so he quickly turned around to report.
"No need, I'll come and talk in person." At this moment, a woman in purple walked out of the door.
The woman in purple casually threw a few rewards to the slave, and the slave left with great gratitude.
The door opened from the side, and the woman in purple walked straight in.
But when she first entered and saw the two people in front of her, she suddenly froze on the spot.
"Zhen Yuqin, Lu Yu!" The purple-clothed woman's eyes turned cold.
She didn't expect that the people in Box No. 9 were actually former acquaintances.
Lu Yu finally recognized who the purple-clothed woman in front of him was.
She is, Meng Zhuyun!
Back when he was in the southern wasteland of the lower world, Lu Yu helped Meng Zhuyun dispel the poisonous mist in his body, but he was retaliated by his enemy and was knocked off the cliff.
Later, Meng Zhuyun was accepted as a disciple by Yihan just like him. But she was just a named disciple.
No matter in terms of status or importance, there is a huge difference between him and Lu Yu.
Meng Zhuyun joined the Yisheng sect, but did not meet the legendary Taifu. Because she was only a registered disciple, she was only qualified to enter the Imperial Academy, and she was only a junior disciple now.
But even so, she still has the capital to be proud of her peers.
What's more, the Meng family is related by marriage to the Zhang family of the Imperial Capital, and Meng Zhuyun is a cousin of the young master of the Zhang family.
"I haven't seen you for such a long time. I didn't expect to see you again in the Imperial Capital." Meng Zhuyun shook her head indifferently.
Zhen Yuqin was famous when she was in the lower world, and she later became the head of the Zhen family.
After Zhen Yuqin ascended to heaven, she became a princess and a relative of the emperor.
But looking at Lu Yu, he is the most prosperous person in the lower world. Even many old monsters hidden in the lower world bow to him.
But now, Lu Yu is also in the heaven, disappearing and missing everyone.