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Although the scorching sun outside the teahouse had turned to the west, it was still on fire, and there were many discussions in the teahouse, all about the unbelievable 88 taels.

After a long time, the storyteller said to the young man: "Then, does Master Yun believe that he will win? 88 taels, what if he loses?"

Hearing this, the young man waved his hand, and the teahouse fell silent immediately. Everyone turned their attention to him, and the young man asked loudly to the crowd: "Guess how many bank notes Mr. Yun brought with him when he participated in the auction today? "

Even the shopkeeper stopped here, and the storyteller got up and patted his buttocks behind him. The wooden boards under everyone's feet were old and dark in color, but the surface was smooth and bright.

A younger girl was sitting by the window. Opposite her was an old man with kind eyes. It was obvious that the girl came out to drink tea with the old man. Seeing that no one spoke, she cautiously said, "One hundred and eighty thousand? "

The young man may have had too much ups and downs in his heart, and said in an exaggerated tone: "One hundred and eighty thousand?"

The girl stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, she was really cute.

Seeing the crowd, the young man just watched curiously, but no one continued to speak, so he stretched out his hand and made a comparison of one and two. Some people in the building probably guessed the astronomical number, but they dared not say it.

"120 million taels."

After the boy finished speaking loudly, there was a sudden sound of gasping in the teahouse.

"What is he doing with so much money?"

A middle-aged man in yellow who reacted faster said in surprise: "What about the finale? What is the finale?"

A group of people realized that the money they brought must be for the finale, and they all asked: "Yes, yes, what is the finale? Why do you need to bring so much money?"

The boy got off the storyteller's bench and waved his hands to imitate the gesture of a monkey, "Monkey, a monkey."

The lively girl's eyes widened, and she asked full of curiosity, "Ah? What kind of monkey?"

"Golden monkey?"

The rough-faced swordsman stretched out his hand and gestured, "Is it a big town house gold sculpture or some peerless jade sculpture?"

The young man looked at everyone's expressions and waved his hands, "It's alive, it's a real monkey."

The afternoon sun shines on the ground from the west window, and there is no one sitting on the table over there. The tables and chairs are a little whitish from the sun in the second half of the day for many years, and they are full of irregular cracks.

The young man took a sip of the tea handed over by the waiter in the shop, and happily explained to the public: "That monkey is not big, and it is still a young animal. It is said that every steel bar in the monkey's cage had such a thick."

In the eyes of everyone in the middle, the boy bent his fingers and made a gesture.

"So thick? What kind of monkey is this? Isn't it similar to the wild beast in the storybook?" The lively girl exclaimed.

The swordsman slammed the table, and said in a very loud voice: "I probably know this. People in the Jianghu said that the Beastmaster Shenzong suffered a big loss in the Undead Mountains. It was said that it was because of a monkey."

Everyone looked at the young man, and the young man clasped his fists at the swordsman, "Hero is very knowledgeable. In these years, only one of the beast masters has never forgotten to take revenge, and finally found the monkey's whereabouts recently. Lord Dragon King led a team to kill the King Kong monkey in the Undead Mountain.

The monkey that was auctioned was the cub that was found from the nest of the King Kong monkey. It is said that when the maid of Master Yun saw the monkey in the cage, she recognized the bloodline of the King Kong monkey and the water monkey at a glance, but everyone didn’t believe it. , and even cynicism, so there was that big gamble. "

Someone in the teahouse said, "My lord Dragon King can come and go freely in the Undead Mountain Range. It really lives up to its reputation."

Some people also wondered: "Why have you never heard of the Vajra Monkey? Water monkeys are often heard of, but they have never been seen. It is said that they have a terrifying face and are good at devouring people's souls."

The boy in civilian clothes didn't hesitate, and continued: "It is said that the vajra monkey and the water monkey are both alien species in the undead mountain range. The water monkey and the water monkey we are talking about are not the same creature."

"Oh, it's no wonder, but it's really weird. I still can't figure out why it is so expensive. By the way, how much did the monkey sell for?" The swordsman shook his head, looking very puzzled.

The boy squeezed a small snack, and said while eating: "Let me tell you, I couldn't figure out why at the time, and then I heard that the monkey's paw caught sparks when it grabbed the iron cage, and the iron cage was full of dust. It's the marks left by the claws, and when it grows up, it will be a first-class powerful fighting force."

The swordsman nodded and said, "Doesn't that mean that the monkey's claw is a weapon? This ordinary warrior is no match for it."

The young man nodded and shook his head. The swordsman frowned and said, "Boy, what did I say wrong? You nodded and shook your head again."

The ordinary young man was not afraid of being questioned by such a rough and rough man, he waved his hands and shook his head and said, "No, yes, no, nodding because you are speaking in the right direction, and shaking your head is because you are speaking at the wrong level."

"Then tell me what's wrong." The burly Chinese character was loud, and everyone else in the building was waiting for the boy's answer.

The boy let out a deep breath, looked at the scenery outside the window and asked, "Do you know what kind of strength this monkey will have in the future?"

Everyone in the teahouse was silent, and the lively girl whispered: "Didn't it mean that the undead mountain range was entered by the Mahayana, if you are not careful, you will go to the Mahayana without return? Then this monkey may also be a master to the Mahayana in the future."

The young man clapped his hands, "That's right, the Divine Beast Sect's guess is about half a step of Mahayana. If it is well-raised, it may be a Mahayana, and if it is poorly raised, it may be a master. There is no guarantee for this."

For a while, everyone in the teahouse looked at each other, and even the big man with the knife on the table sat there for a long time before muttering: "What the hell is wrong with this world? After working hard for a lifetime of practicing martial arts, in the end it is not as good as a dog!" Monkey eats, drinks, and drinks to be powerful, who are you going to talk to?"

The storyteller was not a martial arts practitioner, but he sighed a half-step Mahayana in his heart, but he was interested in who bought it, so he asked, "How much did Master Yun pay for this monkey?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and spread his hands, "I don't know the specific situation, I only know that in the end Tianxingzong spent 45 taels of silver to buy this monkey that is hundreds of times more expensive than a human life."

"Sky Star Sect? Why haven't I heard of it before? So rich?"

An old man said: "I seem to have seen the weapons in nature. They are good, but it seems that because no one has heard of them, the sales are poor."

Just as Tianxingzong expected, the word Tianxingzong began to appear frequently in the ears of the public relying on this auction.

In the small garden in the princess' mansion, Xue Chichi sat opposite Lin Jinghuang, with several cups of cold drinks on the stone table, this is the famous Li Ji tea, very delicious.

Today's auction went on until Heling finished introducing the bloodline of the monkey, and the two left the Xurong Terrace. The building was crowded with people, and no one noticed them.

"Is what Luo Qing said true?" Xue Chichi had already removed her veil, and the veil was also placed on the table.

Lin Jinghuang was still wearing Xue Chichi's clothes, and sighed with her eyes downcast, "Everything has not been decided yet. Father is getting old. To say something unfilial, the transfer of power should only be in the past few years. Luo Qing is worried. For my safety, I can't trust my brothers, so I'm advised to participate."

"Do you really have a chance if you participate? There may be no one in the royal family who will support you. It's not a question of whether you are suitable for the throne, but a question of your throne after a hundred years." Xue Chichi was a little worried.

Lin Jinghuang didn't speak, and looked at the dessert in her hand in a daze.

Xuechi lay on the table and said: "After all, the blood of the royal family is flowing from your body, so your royal uncles may not object to you, but they will not recognize your son unless you pass the throne to your nephew. Otherwise, it is impossible for you to be the throne, but even if you promise, it may not be effective, because there is no way to guarantee that you will pass the throne to your nephew when you are old."

"Yeah, it's really difficult, and I don't want to participate, everything is unclear, and I don't know what I want to do? Or I don't know what I want until now." Shen Shen Sighing, Lin Jinghuang also fell down on the table, resting her hands under her chin, and raised her head slightly so that she could see Xue Chichi's big eyes.

Xue Chichi looked at Lin Jinghuang's eyes full of nobility, and asked, "What about the emperor and your master, apart from the marriage, what did they tell you?"

"I heard rumors that someone proposed to my father that I should marry Yun Tomb and become the emperor after birth, and then the heir born to me and Yun Tomb will be the next emperor. Regarding the issue of blood, let our heir marry a woman from the offspring of the royal family , going on for generations.”

Lin Jinghuang whispered to Xue Chichi, for fear of being overheard, she didn't show a trace of shyness on her face, if she was asked to find a suitable husband by herself, she might be shy, but before the benefits, there is only careful planning.

"Is Xueyu Villa stronger than we imagined by more than 01:30? If it is purely for marriage, then there is no need to give you the throne. The reason for passing the throne to you should be to balance Xueyu Villa and let them be willing to do it for you." Cut down the feudal clan and contribute to it." Xue Chichi was extremely puzzled.

Lin Jinghuang nodded, and her head was very close to Xue Chichi, "I have thought about this too. According to common sense, I am the eldest princess of the same prince of the empire. Marrying him is considered a marriage, and since If you are married, it is even more impossible to succeed to the throne.

If a woman wants to be selected by the ministers to inherit the throne, unless the emperor has no sons or grandchildren, no younger brothers, no nephews, and no young blood in the collateral line, look at those powerful families. If they have no sons and no grandchildren, they will inherit the title It must be the nephew, not the daughter and son-in-law. "

The sound of footsteps came from outside the small courtyard. The two stopped talking and turned to look. It was a servant girl from the Princess's mansion. The servant girl approached and respectfully said to Lin Jinghuang: "Princess, someone came from the palace just now. Said that the queen empress wants to see you, and let you have dinner at night, and the emperor is also there."

"Understood, you step back first, and prepare the robe and jewelry for me to enter the palace."

Lin Jinghuang waved her hand, looked at Xue Chichi solemnly, and said softly: "It seems that a decision has been made on this matter."

Xue Chi raised her head suddenly, "Actually, if you insist on fighting, it's not like you don't have a chance. You are a woman, so this is your chance. It's true that those families of feudal lords who oppose the reduction of feudal vassals are willing to support King Yi, but as long as you Show that and they will support you without hesitation."

Looking at Lin Jinghuang with downcast eyes, Xuechi said softly: "After all, everyone in today's world knows that women and their mother's family are not of the same mind. It is true that they support King Yi, but they all know that King Yi only needs them temporarily. , After taking power, he will definitely suppress the local elites like the previous emperor.

The reason why they know that they can’t change the result and still spend money and people to help King Yi fight for the heir is simply because the support at this time can buy them at least three to ten years to gain enough power and strength to fight against another suppression in the future . "