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Chapter 528 Make a good relationship

As dusk approached, Qin Liuxi and the others finally arrived at Chonghua Gate outside Shengjing City, and waited in line behind the entry team to enter the city.

The queue was a bit long, and it was a bit slow to check the relevant documents. Xiong Er jumped out of the car and came to Qin Liuxi's side of the car. He explained: "I asked the driver, because the spring is approaching and the results are released recently, there are so many people entering Beijing.

Yes, the censorship has become stricter. Another point is that I heard that Jiuxuan Auction Hall will hold an auction after Spring, and many people came here after hearing the news."

When he said this, he stared at Qin Liuxi and the others with burning eyes, and asked tentatively: "You said earlier, Young Master, that you wanted to stay at the Jiuxuan Auction Hall?"

Feng Tong glanced at him sideways and said, "What, you want to find out some information?"

Xiong Erhan smiled and scratched his head: "No, isn't it? The admission number plate of Jiuxuan Auction Hall is very rare. If you want to enter and participate in the auction, you must have the number plate? Then I was a little curious. The coachman said that this spring auction

Yes, because the Wanshou Festival is approaching, there are many rare treasures."

What he was curious about was that they lived in Jiuxuan and did they have any acquaintances there?

Feng Tong curled his lips: "You are a dignified person from Shengjing, don't you know that the Wanshou Festival falls on that day every year? In which year does Jiuxuan not hold an auction to collect money before this day?"

Well, there's nothing wrong with saving money on a big day.

Qin Liuxi looked at Xiong Er: "Want to go to the auction?"

Xiong Er's eyes lit up. Is there really a way?

He rubbed his hands and said, "It would be great if I could go and see it."

Qin Liuxi glanced at Feng You: "Have mercy on this kid from Shengjing, he has never been to the Jiuxuan Auction."

Feng You: "..."

why me?

Well, as the big boss behind the Nine Secrets, it has to be him.

Feng Tong took out a bunch of red hair from his sleeve and handed it over: "With this, you can enter every auction."

Xiong Er stared at the bunch of red hair. It was curled or not, but why did he feel a little obscene?

"Do you want it, don't come back!" Feng Tong glared at him.

Xiong Er immediately grabbed it, and when he got it, the hair turned into a fiery red fox sign. It was very beautiful and lifelike, and his eyes were particularly smart and familiar?

He looked at the fox card and then at Feng You. His heart was beating fast. He seemed to have noticed something remarkable?

Qin Liuxi reminded: "Don't give this sign to random people, it can be used as a talisman."

Xiong Er immediately held it in his arms and bowed to Feng Tong: "Thank you, Lord Xiu."

Grandpa?

Feng Tong wanted to call me brother, but he seemed to be more powerful, so he refused to correct me and said, "Look how long it will be. Sitting in the car for such a long time will make my waist break."

"Oh oh oh."

"There's no rush." ​​Qin Liuxi looked at a low-key and spacious carriage that was surrounded by several guards leading the way, and pursed his lips: "Whose family does that carriage belong to?"

Xiong Er looked intently, and the guards cleared the way. Everyone avoided it, including some of the carriages and horses lined up in a regular line, and looked at the team and the badge of the leading carriage.

Orchid plus the word 蔺.

Xiong Er was speechless and said: "That's from the Prime Minister Lin's family. The carriage is so low-key and simple, and it doesn't bump when running. It's probably a carriage for the female family members to travel."

There are three prime ministers in this dynasty, Lin Rufeng, Xie Zhengting, and Chen Ai.

Lin Xiang is the first among the three prime ministers. He was born in a poor family, and he was the number one scholar selected by the late emperor himself. He has always supported the New Deal reforms. When he was an official, his reputation for uprightness offended many people, and even some old-school supporters. The family's number one enemy.

Because many of the policies introduced by the Prime Minister Lin touched the pockets of the aristocratic families and reduced their power, so the three were fairly balanced. Prime Minister Xie and Prime Minister Lin, who were from aristocratic families, were the most opposite, while Prime Minister Chen remained neutral.

"What happened to the carriage?" Xiong Er's heart skipped a beat.

Qin Liuxi is not a meddlesome person. There must be some reason why he suddenly asked about a carriage that looked ordinary.

And this is a member of the Prime Minister Lin's family.

Qin Liuxi looked at the golden-red aura above the carriage being quickly enveloped by black energy, and said: "I'm afraid something will happen to the people in the carriage. If they enter the city like this, they may lose their lives."

Xiong Er was shocked.

Jing Xiaosi saw that Xiong Er had not returned for a long time and got out of the car. Hearing Qin Liuxi's words, he couldn't help but look over and said, "This carriage should be Mrs. Lin's."

"You know?" Xiong Er was surprised.

Jing Xiaosi said: "Look at the carriage, there is a crane, which was painted by Lin Zefang, the grandson of Lin Xiang. It is said that this car was a birthday gift for his great-grandmother. Although the car is low-key, the interior is extremely comfortable and made of It has shock absorbers and is very stable without bumps when running. The body is reinforced with a layer of fine iron sheet, which makes it invulnerable to swords and arrows. So Mrs. Lin must take this car when she travels."

Xiong Er saw the lifelike crane and muttered: "This kid has gone too far. The cranes painted on the car are more realistic than the ducks I drew on paper."

Jing Xiaosi knocked him on the head: "Idiot, Lin Zefang was trained by Prime Minister Lin himself, and his painting skills were learned from Qian Yang, a master of landscape painting. If you compare with others, you are nothing."

Xiong Er said coquettishly, "If it's Mrs. Lin's car, the people in it, Young Master..."

The two of them looked at Qin Liuxi.

She said that if you enter the city, people may die.

Qin Liuxi crossed his arms and said, "It depends on fate."

The so-called fate, isn't it just struck with money?

Xiong Er took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, put it into her hand, and said, "I will make a good relationship on behalf of the old lady. She is a kind-hearted person."

What an innocent boy.

Qin Liuxi pinched the silver and curled the corners of her lips.

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the queue.

But for some reason, the Lin family's carriage, which was still running steadily, suddenly seemed to be frightened, its hooves were raised high, and the horse neighed.

This frightened the Lin family guards. Some flew down on the horses to stabilize them, while others landed on the roof of the carriage and pressed against the carriage to prevent it from tilting.

The horse was so frightened that it stabilized in the blink of an eye. The horse did not run away and the car did not turn over. It was as if the horse was just skinned.

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows, which is indeed a good thing.

"Old madam, are you okay?" The guard who fell from the carriage asked with his hands raised at the side of the carriage.

A clear female voice sounded: "Grandma is okay, continue...Grandma?"

The crisp voice became shrill and panicked, and it was obvious that something unexpected had happened in the carriage.

The guard was suddenly startled. As soon as he said that he was offended, the carriage door was opened, and an old nun said urgently: "There is something wrong with the old lady. Please ask Aunt Xiu to come over. Then quickly return to the city to report and ask the imperial doctor to come over."

."

The guard looked inside the car. The old lady's face was as golden as paper, her heart sank, and she immediately winked at the other guards: "Yingfeng, drive back to the city yourself."

"yes."

A woman with a lady's bun came hurriedly from behind in a carriage.

Xiong Er had already ran over. Hearing that they were leaving, he said anxiously: "We can't enter the city. If we enter the city, we can't save them."

Jing Xiaosi almost fell over. Can this idiot speak?


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