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Just as the doubts in Jin Yixuan's mind expanded infinitely, the more he looked at the face in front of him, the more he felt that he might have seen it somewhere.

Another young man ran out from behind the splayed rosewood screen inlaid with jade carvings in the main hall.

"Mr. Wen, my young master invites you to have a cup of tea in the wing room on the second floor."

Although it would be inappropriate to meet people under the name of the young master of the Wen family, the most important thing right now is to get rid of this annoying man in front of him.

Wen Zhiru nodded without much thought, "Thank you, please lead the way."

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In the wing room on the second floor, two young men were sitting opposite each other.

On the round table in front of him was just a pot of tea and a few plates of ordinary pastries.

"I said, Shizi, if you invite that young master of Wen's mansion so unabashedly, aren't you afraid of offending your narrow-minded second brother?"

The young master of the same Xianwang Mansion is also a handsome and talented son in the eyes of the world, but Jin Yixuan has a kind of cruel and surly temper, especially his personality of vengeance, which is really unlikable .

"He won't know I'm here unless you're going to inform me."

"Well, although I appreciate his words and deeds that made Jin Yixuan very angry just now, such an arrogant and arrogant young master is probably not something you and I can make friends with."

"I think he's different." Jin Yihui took a sip of his tea, recalling the scene in Wen's study that day in his mind.

She was obviously such a gentle, courteous, intelligent and wise woman, but the person in front of her was completely different.But vaguely, he felt that the current appearance was more suitable for him.Really an unpredictable person.

While talking, Wen Zhiru had already been brought to the door.

But the leg he was about to step into the door stopped when he saw the man inside.

Jin Yihui.He didn't even know when he had been inextricably linked with this man who should have nothing to do with him.

For Wen Zhiru, he has never really understood the person in front of him. The memory he gave him is familiar but distant, warm but indifferent.

He still remembered that on the wedding night, he lifted his hijab, drank quilt wine with him, and thoughtfully prepared snacks for him, reminding him to fill his stomach first before drinking, so as not to hurt his body.Then, he only said "you should rest earlier", and then turned around and left the new house.

After that, he would come back on time to have dinner with him after finishing his business every night, but he never stayed in his room.

He thought he was minding that he was a man, so he never touched him.

However, this is not the case.

When Wen Shangshu was questioned and sent to prison, and the emperor wanted to sentence his father to beheaded, this man held his hand and said: Actually, he already knew that he was a man before he went to Wen's mansion to propose a marriage.

He said: Don't be afraid, even if there is no Wen Mansion, he will treat him well and protect him well.

That day, he knelt down and begged that man, begging him to save his father, whether he was dismissed or exiled, as long as his father's life was spared.

But he just turned around indifferently, leaving a short "sorry".

To this day, when he thinks back to the previous scenes, he still doesn't understand this man.

I don't understand why he married him, I don't understand his tenderness, let alone his ruthlessness.

"Mr. Wen, please come in." Facing Wen Zhiru, God stopped, but Jin Yihui only looked at him, and it was another man in the room who broke the situation.

Wen Zhiru collected himself, and walked in the door while cupping his fists in salute, "Excuse me."

"Mr. Wen, Xiahouchen is here. His grandfather is Xiahouyan, the great general of Huaiyuan. This is the son of the virtuous king, Jin Yihui."

Wen Zhiru was not polite, and sat down directly, "Little brother Wen Zhiru, both of you are older than me, so let me know you."

"Zhiru?" Jin Yihun asked back, "I heard that the boudoir name of Miss Wen's Third Miss is also Zhiru."

"Uh..." Wen Zhiru looked into Jin Yihun's eyes, knowing that it would be difficult for him to get away with it, but he didn't expect that the eldest son's memory was a bit better than his younger brother's.

"To be honest, the third lady of the Wen family is the younger brother's sister, and she and I are twins." Anyway, since Fu Cui called out that he is the young master of the Wen family in front of everyone, this matter has not been so easy. It's settled, just lie to the end.

"Actually, it's like this..."

Wen Zhiru roughly talked about how he was born weak, so his mother went to a Taoist temple outside the city and asked a Taoist to give advice. The old Taoist said a lot of things his mother couldn't understand. It is said that the twins should be one person, but because they are divided into two people abruptly, one person's horoscope will always be incompatible with the other.If you want to resolve this catastrophe, you have to send one of the twins away, and you can't come back until you grow up.

So he was the young master who was sent away from Wenfu when he was a child, so people in the capital didn't know that Wen Shangshu had this son besides Wen Zhixu, and because of the allusion that the twins should be one person as the Taoist said, Wen The master also named him Wen Zhiru, a Confucian of Confucianism.

After listening to the story, Xia Houchen nodded again and again in a sudden realization. Although Jin Yihun still felt that something was wrong, there was no flaw in the other party's story, so he didn't say anything more.

On the other hand, Fu Cui and Fu Sheng, the two little girls who followed Wen Zhiru, were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. They never knew that when their young ladies made up lies, they never changed their faces and their clothes were flawless. Waiting, almost believed Wen Zhiru's story.

While the three of them were chatting like this, the downstairs gradually became noisy.

Wen Zhiru was sitting with his back against the window. Although he was very curious about this restaurant with weird styles everywhere, he couldn't just turn around and look at it without hesitation in etiquette. Xia Houchen walked over to it first. Looking down from the open window.

"I see that there are quite a few people here today. Brother Jin, do you think you will encounter any treasures?"

Wen Zhiru didn't understand, "What treasure? Isn't this a restaurant?"

"Brother Wen found this [Rufeng Drink] when he first came to the capital, didn't he come here because of the fame?"

"This..." Wen Zhiru smiled awkwardly, "I just happened to pass by."

"Besides the restaurant, this place is also the favorite place for the literati and noble families in the capital."

"Because this place does not only sell drinks and dishes." Jin Yihui continued to explain, "Every ten days, the boss here will display a few cultural treasures for everyone to appreciate or bid for."

Wen Zhiru nodded, it turns out that antiques can also be bought and sold here.Even these sons and gentlemen in the capital want to find out the so-called treasures. How valuable are they?

"Actually, it's not all because of these antiques." Jin Yihui saw Wen Zhiru's doubts, "Buying and selling antiques here is like a gamble."

Just as he was speaking, two servants entered the room holding a tray covered with a brocade handkerchief.

Jin Yihui lifted the veil and took a look, then looked at Xia Houchen, who just waved his hand.Jin Yihui smiled gently, rewarded the two servants with some broken silver, and let them leave.

Standing not far away, Wen Zhiru took a small glance. It was an exquisitely carved emerald jade unicorn. A piece of cake.It's no wonder that Jin Yihui just lifted the cloth and took a look before letting people go.

"According to the usual practice, the antiques sold that day will start from the upstairs wing room, be displayed to each visitor individually, and finally be placed in the place where the screen is placed downstairs. After all the guests have seen the items, if they are interested , just take the name cards brought by the servants, and write the price you like on them. You can’t exchange news, and you can’t inquire about the other party’s bid. After a quarter of an hour, a dedicated servant will go to each room to collect the names. Posts. In the end, the shopkeeper personally selects the famous post with the highest bid on that day to show to the public, and that customer can also get today's sale."

Wen Zhiru also finally understood the mystery, "So, the price of this product depends entirely on the customer's whim, and it's impossible to estimate whether it will win or lose?"

"That's right, and the shopkeeper here is also a person with a weird temper." Xia Houchen added.

"How to say?"

"Shopkeeper Feng's criterion for choosing items to sell is not the value of the item itself, but the seller. From the Shang, Zhou, and Qin Dynasties to the Tang and Song Dynasties, Shopkeeper Feng's ability to appreciate antique calligraphy and paintings can be said to be second to none, but he only relies on himself. Xinxing, if you are right, even if you bring a worthless fake, he will still sell it, maybe you will meet an ignorant person who sells it for a high price, and if he doesn't like you, you will be considered as the king of the palace. He will not accept any tribute from within."

"Brother Xiahou said that I also want to get acquainted with this shopkeeper Feng."

When Wen Zhiru said this, what he was thinking of was actually the painting he found in his mother's belongings yesterday, and wondered if he could catch the eye of the shopkeeper Feng and ask him to help sell the painting Come for a good price.