Twilight War

05

Huang Xuanjin tilted his head and watched Mrs. Violet and Vichypel holding signs back and forth.

The two had been fighting for the whole night, and it was impossible for them to give in at the last moment.

He felt that he had now lost the ability to understand the quotes of the two men.He knew that a bottle of milk on a street corner was five coppers, that cheap rum was six coppers, that a ride in a rail car was a silver coin, but once those numbers got beyond his comprehension, they were really just numbers to him. .

Just like how he used to wear brocade clothes to pass between the rewards given to the Huangxuan family by the imperial court and the heavy gifts from countless officials and rich merchants at the annual Jiuxun Festival, even the best jade celadon is just a piece of jade and a bottle to him .

He has nothing to care about.

The people of Donghuang often said that there are ten dendrobiums in the South China Sea, seven dendrobiums were sent to the Huangxuan family, and the remaining three dendrobiums were distributed to the officials and concubines.

This is the Huangxuan family, a family built by countless riches and nobles, a family raised in the prosperous south of the Yangtze River, and a heap of splendid flowers.

He held the price tag in his hand, propped his chin, and suddenly felt a little bored.

Yeah, boring.

So he would look directly at those Doucai porcelains and say he didn't want them.

Said he thought it was too noisy.

So at the birthday ceremony, he would directly tell Lu Shen Xinyi that anyone who gave away the Four Treasures of the Study Room should be thrown out, and whoever gave away the signature of Emperor Kaiyang would be thrown out.

What's the use of giving him more.

Those are the ones he doesn't want, the ones he finds boring.

So back then he would watch Lu Shen Xinyi smash all the porcelain.

Whether it is a fake or an imitation, it is also good to find a treasure that is hard to find.

He is the young master Jin of the Huangxuan family in the south of the Yangtze River, and those things should be boring to him.

The black widow looked at Huangxuan Jin next to her with an unbelievable expression on her face, "Forgive my poor eyesight before, but I didn't realize that you are a complete disaster."

"It's not that you are blind, it's that I didn't see it before." Huang Xuanjin said with a light smile.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised the sign in his hand, "50."

The entire hall fell silent, and everyone looked at the young man who was smiling and holding a sign under the light.

His face is painted with black peonies, his eyes are full of affection, his left hand seems to be propped on his knee in boredom, leaning on the side of his face, and in his smile, it seems that everything is just a joke to him.

He also wears the Paradise Lost cobweb brooch pinned to his chest.

Even Mrs. Violet turned her head to look at him, "Are you serious?"

"Well... maybe." He turned his head and thought for a while before saying vaguely.

There was silence in the hall, and no one raised a sign.

"50 million once."

"50 million twice."

"50 million three times."

"The last violet was auctioned to this gentleman at a price of 50 silver coins."

Just as the auctioneer was about to put away the violet and announce the end of tonight's auction, he saw the young man jumping down from the steps beside his seat, and then stepped onto the stage in the hall that was lit with a circle of candlelight.

"Sir, this violet will be handed over to you backstage after tonight's auction." The auctioneer bowed his head.

The young man stepped directly onto the stage, "But this is a violet, you never know when a violet will wither."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the lights in his eyes were bright.

His words were like sighs and nostalgia, as if there was really a violet slowly withering in his words.

The black widow watched the back of the young man stepping up to the high platform, and for a moment she suddenly felt that the young man was like a broken diamond.

Countless people miss his once noble and extravagant beauty, and lament that he is now broken and no longer expensive.

But under this bright light, he is still shining and sharp.

"But sir, you didn't leave your bank account with us, and we have no way of knowing whether you have the ability to pay the money." The auctioneer said bluntly.

Huang Xuanjin pulled out the pen pinned to the auctioneer's chest, lowered his head, wrote a series of numbers on the silk under the violet, and signed his name underneath.

"Take this, find any Medici bank, and I guarantee you will get the money."

Then the boy picked up the violet worth 50 silver coins on the auction stage, and softly recited the lines of the jester in the opera just now on the stage, "The heavy curtain fell, revealing the supreme light, and I am The greatest king in the world."

He turned and continued to look at the crowd and said: "And I came back just to tell you that everything is over. Tonight's event is over, go away, everyone."

"After you are gone, I will have my crown of emptiness and solitude all to myself."

He jumped off the brightly lit stage, turned around and walked backstage, "It's all over, you guys can do whatever you want."

The auctioneer who was still in a daze hurriedly resumed his dignified demeanor, cleared his throat and said, "This auction is over, I hope you all have a pleasant night."

A maid carrying coffee was coming out of the backstage, and he conveniently put the violet on the maid's plate, "For you."

He smiled and looked at the maid with some freckles on her face.

Peach blossom eyes, affectionate eyes.

"Let's go, but it's fucking over." He waved his hand and walked into the shadows.

06

Backstage.

Vichypel and Mrs. Violet handed the signed check to the waiter, and Huang Xuanjin took a bag and whistling while sweeping all the jewels they had photographed into the bag.

"You are not someone from Paradise Lost." After putting down the quill, Mrs. Violet looked up at Huangxuan Jin and said.

"Whoever you think I am, I will lose blood tonight because of your worthless self-esteem, okay?"

"Okay." Madam Violet said helplessly, then turned to look at Black Widow, "Black Countess, is your Lost Paradise closed now?"

"Paradise Lost is always waiting for your visit." Black Widow said.

"Okay, then I'll go to Paradise Lost first, let's go, Xia Zuo." She got up and left.

"I'm leaving too." Huang Xuanjin fastened a button on his pocket, then carried the bag and planned to follow.

Just two steps away, Wisipel suddenly grabbed his wrist. Wisipel sat on the sofa and signed the bill with a pen in his right hand, then raised his head and asked the waiter for some details.

"Whisper, what are you doing?" Huang Xuanjin turned his head and looked at Weissper impatiently.

"My money has already been paid, you have to pick up the customer." He pressed the bill with his right wrist, looked down at the transaction and said in detail.

The black widow was biting the barrel of her gun, and when she heard what Vehippel said, she hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, Paradise Lost has always been honest. If he is disobedient, we will pull him back and let Mr. Turtle beat him up. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Wischpel handed the signed check and bill to the auctioneer.He looked up at the black widow, and the black widow quickly raised her hand as if she suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, I should go find Mrs. Violet."

Then quickly disappeared from the sight of the two people.

The waiter bowed out with the check and the bill.

Wisipel held Huangxuan Jin's wrist, pulled the boy into his arms, lowered his head to fasten the cuff buttons he forgot to fasten, and then stroked the knuckles of the boy's wrist with his knuckles, "Why did you come here. "

"It's not good to go out to work if you have no money." Huang Xuanjin said impatiently, resting his fingertips on the palm of Wisipel.

"Then you might as well sell it to me directly, and if there is no middle, someone else will take the money, so it won't make you feel bad."

Vehipel directly hugged the boy in his arms.

"Where did you get the money to buy those violets?" Wihipel lowered his head and asked in the boy's ear.

"Madame Habsburg gave me a card."

"She will be so generous?"

"Of course not. There is no penny in that card, only one authority - unlimited debt." Huang Xuanjin frowned and said, "So I am now a person with hundreds of thousands of debts."

"If you had given me those violets just now, I might have been able to help you pay off your debt," said Vehipel, "but now, you can only rely on your own efforts."

"There's no need to be so ruthless." The boy raised his head and said.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, but the Ninth Street of the Black Market was still bustling. As soon as he walked out of the door, Huangxuan Jin jumped off Vihipel.

Outside the door, a wandering entertainer performed fire breathing, and a woman in suspender stockings turned her head to look at the large flames blown out by the entertainer.

Huangxuan Jin was looking up at the flames, but suddenly a large area of ​​flames burned over beside him, and Wisipel quickly pulled the young man beside him over.

Huang Xuanjin realized what had happened, and quickly looked at the entertainer holding a torch with a hideous face.

"I'm not good at learning art, I'm offended." The artist said holding a torch and cupping his fists.

However, before he finished speaking, several girls in costumes suddenly appeared, holding sharp daggers in their hands.

Huang Xuanjin sideways dodged the attack of a juggling girl who seemed to be joking but was full of murderous intent.

His face was painted with black peonies, and many passers-by saw him dodging the girl's dagger, thinking that he was also a performer, so they applauded on the side of the street instead.

Wisipel slashed at the girls' wrists with the back of his hand, shaking the daggers from their hands.

The girls didn't like to fight, they just dodged backwards and hid in the crowd.The next moment, the lion beside the animal trainer suddenly rushed towards the two of them.

Wisipel pulled back Huang Xuanjin's wrist, "It's not suitable to stay for a long time."

"Let's go." Huangxuanjin dragged Vichypel and ran to the dark alley behind him.

There were some people who were doing business in the dark at the entrance of the alley, Huang Xuanjin pushed those people away, and those people cursed behind them.

The girl in costume landed at the end of the alley, as if she was still looking for two people.

Wisipel quickly grabbed the boy and hid in the side road at the entrance of the alley.

"What's going on." Huang Xuanjin asked with a frown.

"I don't know, but it looks like it's coming for you." Wihipel said.

"Leave from here quickly." Huangxuanjin dragged Wisipel to run in the alley, then opened a dilapidated back door, and the two of them hid in.

Paradise Lost.

"Tonight is a masquerade party?" Mrs. Violet walked down the steps with the black widow holding a wine glass.

"Yes." Black Widow said with a smile.

"What is the woman with the apple?" asked Mrs. Violet, "Venus or Eve."

Black Widow shook her head, "It's Eden."

"Eden?"

"She holds the apple that keeps the gods forever young. Without her, the gods would all be old." Black Widow said with a smile.

Mrs. Violet nodded, "What are you doing after living so long, don't you feel bored?"

"If there is something to pursue, no matter how long life is, it will not feel empty." Black Widow said.

"Then is there anything you're looking for?" asked Mrs. Violet.

Black Widow shook her head, "You might as well ask yourself first."

"When I was young, I just wished that there were a group of young and beautiful boys around me every day."

"now what?"

"It's still the same."

In the dark corridor, Wihipel heard the voice outside and said: "Those people may be for what you just took."

"Please, are you all taking pictures?"

"You should have come here for these." Wihipel handed a piece of paper to Huangxuan Jin, on which were the strange patterns on the dead men in the photos sent by the Inquisition Office.

"indeed."

"These are Ruen characters, a secret method that has long been lost, and the medium is gems." Wisipel said, "Do you know who made the jade charms of the Huangxuan family first?"

"I don't know, probably only Huangxuan Qichen and Emperor Qingming knew about those things back then."

"Jade nourishes the soul, gold suppresses sinful desires, and gemstones preserve the essence." Vichypel said.

"What do you mean?" Huang Xuanjin asked with a frown.

"Let's go first." Wihipel walked through the corridor holding the boy's wrist.