People are in the Tang Dynasty, creating a mythical dynasty

Chapter 53 Pre-Qin, Immortal Qin? ?

"150 sticks!"

"200 million guan, if you all have a higher existence than my Cui family, my Cui family will give up."

"Everyone, don't forget that although this is an ancient book of Xianqin, the magic has long since disappeared. It is unknown whether there will be any gains, and it may even be wasted."

Above the Cui family, an old man spoke with a calm voice.

And his words instantly silenced the entire venue.

After a long time, a sigh came from the Zheng family.

"Forget it, Patriarch Cui is well prepared, and my Zheng family will not participate. I also hope that Patriarch Cui can give us some pointers if he finds something miraculous."

The words speak.

Accompanied by the Zheng family's opening.

The others immediately followed suit.

And the price was also fixed at 200 million at this moment, and there was no further increase.

After all, even if it is seven families and five surnames, the direct cost of 200 million yuan is a bit too high.

Except for the Cui family, there are really not many who can take it out in a short time.

It is said that the aristocratic family is worth more than ten million yuan, but this is worth not liquid capital.

200 million is really a lot.

As for the auction, payment must be made within three days.

As for not paying.

That's not a joke, I'm afraid no one will doubt whether Li Shimin's knife is sharp.

They are not afraid of Li Shimin, but it doesn't mean they want Li Shimin to have an excuse.

"200 million for the first time!"

"200 million times for the second time!"

"Third time with 200 million strings!"

"Deal, congratulations to the Cui family for obtaining the Music Book!"

Chunxiang was numb at this moment, and she didn't even know how it ended.

If the 200 guan scares her, then the [-] million guan, I really don't know how to describe it.

On the attic, Li Ming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Miraculous?"

Some doubts.

But before he could think about it, Li Zhi's gasping voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Two, two million guan!"

Muttering to himself, Li Zhi was in a trance at this moment, as if he was in the clouds. Now this person is not Tang Gaozong, but just a very inconspicuous King Jin. To him, 200 million guan is really Incomprehensible huge sums of money.

At this moment, even Li Shimin was extremely excited inside, and his eyes were full of excitement at this moment.

His eyes looked at each box, flickering non-stop.

200 million guan, which is almost half a year's fiscal revenue of Datang, but this is only the price of one item.

And what made him even more excited was that he knew the current Le Jing, and it was almost impossible for these aristocratic families to find something. On the same day, he found twelve great scholars and confirmed with Kong Yingda that there was no magic in the Le Jing. And the power of Dao Yun.

Then the 200 million guan is basically picked up for nothing.

There is a curvature above the corner of the mouth.

"Fourteen, you did a good job this time."

Li Shimin patted Li Ming on the shoulder, then got up, and walked out of the box with Empress Changsun.

And thus the auction came to an end.

And this time, it was destined to become the most sensational event in the entire Tang Dynasty.

The proceeds from the auction alone exceeded 500 million guan.

If the daily refined salt and snow sugar sales are added, the sales will be close to 700 million guan. If the entrance fees, agency fees, and sponsorship fees are also added, the income will reach 800 million guan.

What a concept.

It was almost Datang's treasury income for two years.

Such a value is enough to drive anyone crazy.

In Li Shimin's mind at this moment, he even began to think about his grand plan.

The previous plight of lack of money can be said to have been resolved instantly, and the treasury has been completely enriched.

And for everyone who participated in the auction, it was equally exciting.

Most people have something to gain.

The white sugar and snow salt purchased are all money.

As for the aristocratic family, most people didn't gain anything.

But five hundred guan is not a big deal to them.

With the end of the auction, the figures of the crowd gradually dispersed.

But the excitement in Chang'an is still going on.

Those who came to Chang'an naturally couldn't go back in such a hurry.

Choi House.

The Book of Music was placed on the table.

The Cui family gathered together.

One by one's brows could not help but frown.

"Is it really impossible to induce any miracles?"

An old man from the Cui family couldn't help asking.

The leading old man couldn't help shaking his head.

As soon as he returned to Cui's house, he had already tried it.

But it turned out that it had no effect.

"That King Wei, wouldn't he sell us a fake one?"

Hearing the old man's answer, the other person couldn't help but speak again, and with his opening, everyone in the Cui family couldn't help but frowned, obviously also thinking about this question.

Even some people became a little angry.

It's just that they haven't waited for their anger to erupt.

The old man spoke again.

"It's true, I'm afraid this world doesn't allow it at all."

With a wry smile in his voice, the old man looked at the sky.

I couldn't help thinking of some records in my mind.

At that time, there were still incredible people in this world, there were ancient craftsmen, there were ancient wizards, and there were gods who kept coming to the world.

But it didn't collapse until Daqin was established.

Qi refiners disappeared, witches disappeared.

There is no magic in this world anymore.

There are no more fairies and demons.

This mortal world has completely turned into a mortal world.

Originally thought that he had a certain chance to obtain the ancient books of the pre-Qin period.

But obviously, no.

The miraculous has really been completely erased.

And it feels as if there should be no magic in this world.

"Go back!"

Returning while his thoughts were circulating, the old man waved his hand, signaling these people to back down.

And although these people were still full of doubts in their hearts, they didn't dare to neglect, and the figures left the room.

Soon only the old man was left in the room.

After the person completely disappeared.

The old man slowly took out a dilapidated ancient book from his pocket.

On the ancient book, half of it has disappeared, and the other half is also pitch black, with almost no words visible.

Gently flip it open.

It was equally dark inside.

It wasn't until the last page that a few lines of text slowly appeared.

"The first emperor set up nine tripods, and twelve gold-casting men were placed in the sky. From then on, the time when Zhuanxu was eliminated."

The text is short.

It's also a little blurry, but one or two of the handwriting can still be barely seen.

"In this world, is there really no way to live forever?"

The old man rose up with endless sighs, and his eyes gradually closed.

Even though he had already guessed, but he spent 200 million guan, he still had a glimmer of hope.

But obviously, the reality is still so cruel, and he is not given any chance.

Only at this moment, no one else could know the old man's sigh.

　There was a quarrel at home yesterday, it was a bit slow, the world view gradually opened up, I begged for a wave of support, the data is really miserable

　　
　
(End of this chapter)