The Only Player in Daqin

Red Lotus blushed, and said in a sullen voice, "That's not it! I didn't come this morning, because...because that one came."

Seeing Honglian Zhizhi mumble, the more she said it, the lighter she said, Han Ling spit out the wine in one gulp, shouldn't the "that" this girl said be "aunt"!

Han Fei, who was watching the tenth brother who seemed to have changed, felt that he was in trouble and took the drink.

Seeing Han Fei's tragic state, Hong Lian giggled and made a round, Han Ling coughed to hide the embarrassment, and took a piece of silk from the table and handed it to him.

Han Fei took it and wiped it, and said with a wry smile, "Old Ten, although I like fine wine, it's true that you haven't seen Brother Nine for a long time. It's too unique. I'm still going to invite you to Qianlong Pavilion. Woolen cloth"

Qianlong Pavilion?Han Lingmei picked it up and remembered, isn't that the "Yibao Yibao" place opened by the farmhouse Siyuetang in Xinzheng. It is said that various kings, nobles, and even the Huns and other ethnic groups will occasionally participate.

and many more!Yibao Yibao?There seems to be a lot of fuss about it. Isn't the so-called Yibaoyibao an exchange of things that you love and I want? As long as both parties see it, it is not impossible to exchange a glass bead for a night pearl. Secretly typing the draft, so to speak, maybe I can earn the more than half a million gold that is missing in the purchase of the Sacred Heart Art, maybe...

Han Fei waved his hand and shouted, "Old Ten, are you going?"

Han Ling came back to his senses and nodded immediately, "Of course I'm going, but I don't know when?"

"tonight!"

Hearing the time, Hong Lian, who was eager to try, immediately gave up her thoughts. Princesses are generally not allowed to leave the palace at night.

Han Ling thought for a while and nodded to show that he was clear. What should I prepare? It was already afternoon. I made something new and came out in a hurry. The items in the grocery store of the trading system can attract people's attention. Most of the exchanged amount is not small, maybe the things exchanged in Qianlong Pavilion are not so valuable.

At this time, Han Fei was interested in the case and leaned over and asked secretly, "Hey, old ten, first ask, what are you going to change, if my brother likes me, we brothers should change first. ”

Han Ling spread his hands and said helplessly, "I haven't made up my mind yet."

Han Fei lowered his head, and at the end, he left an invitation card, and after an appointment, he was going to sneak away for a drink. He left his troublesome sister, Honglian, and whispered happily, "Old ten, in the future, Honglian will be give it to you"

How can there be any ambiguity in these words? Han Ling groaned inwardly while watching Han Fei who was running away.

.....

It was twilight outside, and two carriages went from the main gate of the Palace of Han to the bridge to the south, and drove into the depths of the night.

He didn't stop until he came to a mansion that looked thick and quaint. Han Ling got off the carriage and saw a plaque hanging directly above the mansion with three big characters, Qianlongtang, written in gold on the bottom of the ink.

Chapter [-] Yibao

Soon several pretty maids stepped up to greet them at the door, and respectfully led the two inside.

Before coming, Han Ling had already learned a lot of detailed information about Qianlong Hall from Tang Qi.

Qianlongtang will hold an Yibao conference every month on two days of "Suo and Wang", and issue invitations to the proposed guests. Even if the number of participants is full this time, it will be arranged for the next time. Anyone with strength and status, Qianlongtang will not refuse.

And the dignitaries have searched the world for rare and precious treasures, and they are not satisfied. They always feel that what others have in their hands looks better, and naturally they also cater to this transaction.

Here, beauty and rare treasures are all goods. As long as they can get it and someone wants it, they can exchange it. Qianlongtang is only responsible for hosting the Yibao conference and escorting the safety of these guests. The specific transaction matters are up to the guests themselves. After negotiating with each other, Qianlongtang will charge a large commission to both parties after the transaction is successful, which is also its way of survival.

Today is the day of the new moon (the first day of the lunar calendar).

When he walked to the inner house, a building with sharp edges and corners appeared in front of him. The maid beside Han Ling held the "treasure" he brought and led him to a small scarlet door. The inside of the door was covered by a black carved dragon screen. Light, pipa half-covered.

"Ten young masters, please come in"

Han Ling nodded slightly, and first glanced to the side. There seemed to be a lot of small doors like this. Every guest would keep a bit of mystery. Han Fei was naturally led to another wicket.

Seemingly interesting, Han Ling withdrew his gaze with interest, walked towards the door where the maid was waiting, bypassed the screen, and his field of vision suddenly widened.

The screen is the back, and in the center is the sitting and lying down, the desk table, and the hanging purple yarn is combed on both sides to form a small compartment.

After Han Ling sat down casually, the maid covered the "treasure" he brought with a brocade and walked towards the center of the hall.

This is a peculiar hall designed with the heavenly stems and earthly branches. There is a six-sided table in the center. There are already five brocade handkerchiefs on it, which echoes with each compartment. The meaning of the dragon looks more and more beautiful under the illumination of the mercury lamp on the top.

Looking left and right, there are people sitting in the rest of the compartments, either with a sullen face sitting upright, squinting and smiling, or leaning on the collapsed lazily and drinking, and even a fat man with a beard and a handsome face. Pulling a maid up and down her hand, Han Ling almost drooled, and Han Ling felt a chill.

After a few seconds, a clear bell rang, attracting the attention of Han Ling and the others.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing an ink-patterned robe with a strand of white hair combed on his head, straddling the bead curtain and walking to the center of the hall.

Situ Wanli (level 80), the deputy head of the Siyuetang of the farmhouse, Han Ling picked up the wine lord, and after a few glances, he identified the other party's information.

Situ Wanli raised his hands and clasped his fists with a smile on his face, and said loudly, "Welcome all of you to the Yibao Conference in Qianlongtang, I am deeply honored."

The man with red hair and a sullen face, sitting upright, squinted and smiled, "Let's start sooner, Hall Master Qianlong, we don't have so much time to waste here."

Situ Wanli didn't care, and still smiled, "Since Mr. Zhao Gao of Qiang Qin has spoken, how dare he not obey, then let's start introducing these treasures."

This sissy is that Zhao Gao who refers to a deer as a horse? !Han Ling couldn't help looking sideways, and glanced at the tall hat figure in the Bingzi Pavilion opposite. He looked like a black impermanence, and his fingernails were still very long, which made it very gloomy at first glance.

After Situ Wanli finished speaking, he picked up a piece of brocade handkerchief and gently opened it, revealing pairs of jade bracelets.

Situ Wanli held up the jade bracelet and showed it, "This pair of jade bracelets is a pavilion. The treasure brought by the Yanchun King Yanchun is said to be the jade of Qilu, carved by famous craftsmen for several years, and the color is warm. Just like a pond of spring water."

Han Ling glanced at the Jiazi Pavilion on the side. This Yanchun-Jun was none other than the one with the beard and the beard who used to control the maid.

Seeing the display of his treasures, Jun Yanchun waved his hand arrogantly and said, "It's just a little gadget, why bother?"

Most of the people in the field pouted in disdain.

In the blink of an eye, Situ Wanli had already lifted the second piece of brocade, which was a pair of slender swords, and the hall was chilled.

Good sword, a glimmer of light flashed in Han Ling's eyes, and he became more and more interested in Yi Bao this time.

Situ Wanli's tone fluctuated a little, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Is this... the second of the legendary Yue Wang Eight Swords, the Twin Swords, turning the soul and destroying the soul?!"

The Eight Swords of the King of Yue?There were several exclamations in the field, and they all looked at the young man who was drinking heavily in the Yizi Pavilion. The red-haired man's eyes narrowed even more. The dead eunuch seemed to have thoughts about these two swords. Han Ling glanced casually. At a glance, he retracted it before the other frowned, but it could be seen that his perception was very keen.