Confucianism is supreme? I am reciting Tang poems in another world!

Bai Ye slowly expressed his inner thoughts. He naturally saw Yan Zheng's intention, but he also had confidence in himself. Even if he didn't use the Spring and Autumn Pen, he had the confidence to stand out from the hundreds of schools of thought.

Now with Spring and Autumn Pen, it is more of an extra level of protection, the icing on the cake.

The auction continued, and the space above the tray on the auction stage was distorted again. A purple wooden box appeared in the center of the tray. It was different from the ordinary wooden box that the four Ci and Song Dynasty people saw last time. This time the wooden box was made of purple. It is carved from sandalwood, with a mirage dragon's head engraved on the top. The dragon's eyes are inlaid with two purple pearls the size of thumb caps. It looks like it is not a mortal thing.

"This is the final treasure of our Yuncheng Mobao Pavilion's big auction. I think you gentlemen have already guessed what it is. Yes, it is what Master Mirage left behind when he experienced the catastrophe of heaven and earth and transformed. Dragon scales. Now that Lord Mirage has fallen, although he has returned to heaven and earth, his dragon scales still contain part of Lord Mirage’s power. Those who are destined to obtain them may be able to obtain Lord Mirage’s inheritance.”

"I think most of the young masters came here to see this treasure, so Zheng Hong won't say anything more. This thing is the same as the Spring and Autumn Brush, and there is no reserve price."

Zheng Hong's voice echoed throughout the auction venue. All the literati's eyes were fixed on the purple wooden box on the tray. Even if the wooden box was not opened, they could still feel the faint dragon's power from it.

Just when everyone was about to bid, a cold voice came to everyone's ears, "For this thing, my Holy Son will give you fifty top-quality talent stones."

As soon as this voice came out, the entire auction venue instantly became extremely silent. The scholars who were about to open their mouths to bid also swallowed the words in their mouths again. It is not that fifty top-quality talent stones are too high. On the contrary, fifty top-quality talent stones are too high. The stone was not too much, and the reason why they stopped bidding was simply because the voice mentioned the name "Holy Son".

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man wearing a red gilt robe, sitting with an arrogant expression. There was a gold-rimmed cloud pattern embroidered on his chest, and in front of the cloud pattern. In the center, there is a word "hole".

"He is a descendant of Kong Sheng."

At this moment, a literati recognized the identity of the bidder, and as his words fell, the literati present took a deep breath.

Kong Shengnai was the pioneer of literature. For all the literati in Tianwaitian, he was a belief-like existence. Every disciple of the Confucius family was respected wherever he went in Tianwaitian.

Zheng Hong also recognized Kong Felt's identity and said with a professional smile on his face: "It turns out he is the son of Kong Sheng's family. No wonder he is so impressive. However, the rules of the auction are that the highest bidder wins. I wonder if there is anyone else present. Are you willing to continue to increase the price?”

Zheng Hong's words were obviously a bit polite. Although literati were boneless, not all literati were boneless. However, the status of a disciple of the Confucius family was too noble. In addition, Kong Felt brought out the name of the Holy Son. The literati present could not help but I was willing to take the initiative to provoke him, but for a while there was no one to bid.

"If no one bids, this Mirage Dragon Scale will belong to Mr. Kong Zhan."

Zheng Hong still had a smile on her face, but she had long been dissatisfied with Kong Felt. What Kong Felt was doing at the moment was to use his reputation to suppress others, hoping to win the Mirage Dragon at a low price. Lin, and Mo Bao Pavilion also had the support of the Kong family, so she couldn't say much.

However, although Zheng Hong was dissatisfied, she could not show it at this time. After all, the Kong family was a huge behemoth to the entire literary world, and even the Moh family was out of reach. Just when Zheng Hong was about to announce the ownership of the Mirage Dragon Scales, a dull voice sounded throughout the auction venue.

"I will give you sixty top-quality talent stones."

As soon as this sound came out, everyone looked towards the direction of the source of the sound, and saw Ci Song sitting there with a smile on his face, holding a teacup in his hand, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"They are the companions of the young scholar who took the Spring and Autumn Brushstrokes just now!"

"Are they crazy? How dare they provoke the Holy Son of the Kong family?"

"She must be young and energetic, and wants to stand out, but doesn't know what kind of existence she has provoked."

"Just watch, the Holy Son of the Kong family will definitely not give up."

. . . . . .

The literati present were talking a lot. Their eyes kept lingering on Ci Song and Kong Zang, with expressions of watching a good show on their faces.

"Asshole! Do you know who my young master is? My young master is a direct descendant of Kong Sheng. If you dare to snatch things from my young master, is it because you are impatient?"

Sure enough, a follower behind Kong Felt stood up and shouted angrily at Ci Song. There was a faint literary aura surging in his body, as if he would take action at any time.

"The scales of the mirage dragon are a treasure. Its value far exceeds the ordinary semi-saint treasures. Although it is not as good as the sub-saint treasure, it cannot be bought with fifty top-quality talent stones. The highest bidder always wins in auctions. Your family When the young master makes a bid, someone will naturally increase the price. Everyone understands this simple truth. "

Facing the threat from the Kong family's entourage, Ci Song didn't care at all. He replied lightly and turned his attention to Kong Felt, "Mr. Kong, what do you think?"

"you!"

The Kong family attendant showed an angry look on his face, and he was about to take action, but was stopped by Kong Felt with a wave of his hand.

"It does make sense, sixty top-quality talent stones, right? I'll give you seventy."

Kong Zang looked in the direction of Ci Song and Bai Ye, with a faint smile on his face, as if he was not angry at Ci Song's words.

"Mr. Kong is still reasonable. Eighty pieces." Ci Song nodded with a smile and raised the price lightly.

"Ninety pieces."

"One hundred pieces."

"One hundred and thirty pieces."

When he heard that Ci Song raised the price to one hundred and thirty top-grade talent stones, the smile on Kong Jian's face gradually disappeared. He looked at Ci Song coldly, "I will offer two hundred top-grade talent stones. If you can raise the price, I will give you the Mirage Dragon Scale. How about it?"

Two hundred top-grade talent stones are not a big number for Kong Jian, but if he continues to raise the price, it will be a bit of a loss. After all, although the Mirage Dragon Scale is good, it is only a semi-saint treasure.

"Mr. Kong, you are joking. Since it is an auction, the highest bidder wins. It is too boring to talk about whether to give way or not. My master is determined to get the Mirage Dragon Scale. You offer 200 pieces and we will offer 201 pieces."

Ci Song seemed not to understand Kong Zhen's name, and directly added another piece of top-grade talent stone. The price increase of this top-grade talent stone made Kong Zhen and his party feel deeply insulted.

"Asshole!"

This time, before Kong Zhen spoke, another follower beside him stood up directly, and a terrifying cultural fluctuation burst out from his body, and the terrifying aura enveloped the entire auction venue.

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