Really dare to challenge
People who even Gu Luo dare not provoke, are there people who dare to ask for death to make an offer at this time? Isn't this a blatant provocation
The crowd immediately separated automatically, revealing the appearance of the guy standing at the end who spoke.
A tall and thin man, with an indifferent face, like a rock, seems to be indifferent to everything. The eyeballs are actually a rare gray color, but everyone took a breath when they saw the clothes he was wearing!
This guy is wearing a long robe. Judging from the style of the robe, he should be a servant. However, there is a logo clearly embroidered on his robe. Everyone is very familiar with it! Because this is the symbol of the temple!
A priest
When Fatty Gu Luo heard someone making trouble at such a time, he suddenly became furious. He was about to lose his temper when he turned around and saw the person who was shouting the price.
Temple?
He dare not provoke him!
What's more, the guy in the temple costume is obviously just a servant, and behind him, a large area of the originally crowded square has been vacated at some point.
Two snow-white steeds pulled a carriage to stop at the end of the crowd. The waiters around the carriage had serious expressions, wearing royal robes, and at the same time pinned the badge representing the temple on their chests.
A light veil hangs down on the window of the carriage, and above the window sill, a small crystal clear hand rests on it casually, even the fingertips are so delicate and delicate.
Gu Luo was living in the imperial capital, of course he recognized this carriage, he only took one look, the cold sweat that had just faded off his forehead immediately reappeared, he looked back at Du Wei, then at the carriage again, with an expression on his face. An expression of embarrassment came.
Du Wei, on the other hand, was squinting his eyes and looking at the carriage.
Because of this carriage, Du Wei has also seen it before! ! And not long ago, at the gate of the palace!
The daughter of the late eldest prince who died in the rebellion, she was the princess who served as a saint in the temple. As a direct relative of the royal family, she was willing to enter the temple to serve the gods!
Same as last time, Du Wei stood there, clearly feeling that there seemed to be a bunch of eyes in the car window looking at him through the veil.
Last time at the gate of the palace, the other party seemed to be peeking at me in the carriage, and she is also looking at me now. That is to say, she clearly recognized me, but Du Wei smiled and glanced at Sandy: "People in the temple can also buy A slave?"
This clever boy was already a little silly at the moment, and he stammered: "It seems to be there."
Frankly speaking, Du Wei didn't want to fight anyone. But the other party was obviously coming for him. Knowing his identity, if he was still so openly provocative if it was just for a few slaves, Du Wei might have laughed it off and left.
But since the other party is deliberately provoking, why should I bear it, young master
"One hundred gold coins." Du Wei continued to quote without blinking.
The servant walked to the side of the carriage, said something in a low voice, and then seemed to have received an order from the owner in the carriage, his original expression showed a bit of shock, then he coughed and said, "One hundred and one gold coins. "
Du Wei laughed, this time with a sneer!
"two hundred!"
"Two hundred and one." The servant also seemed to feel that such an approach was a bit too vindictive.
Du Wei narrowed his eyes: "Three hundred."
"Three hundred and one gold coins."
The face of the slave trader above was already dripping with sweat. Originally, the higher the price, the better. But looking at it now, both parties are well-known people, and the money may be hot!
Du Wei has already bid five hundred.
He is not purely fighting, but to save face. Otherwise, if it spreads out, the young duke will be humiliated by the saintess of the temple in public, and his reputation among the nobles will be affected in the future.
The people around, no matter how stupid they are, can see that something is wrong. The originally crowded square has already been separated from the crowd, leaving a big open space in the middle. Only Du Wei, Gu Luo, and the people from the temple were particularly eye-catching in the open space.
At this time, Du Wei is absolutely unwilling to back down! At this time, Du Wei is absolutely unwilling to back down! He is not willing to do things that lose face in public.
This is not Du Wei's recklessness. But since the other party deliberately said it, then there is no way to retreat!
Otherwise, even if he lost his leg today, the other party will continue to make trouble for him in the future! Why don't you just tear your face apart today to avoid the trouble of covering up!
When the price was raised to one thousand gold coins, the other party suddenly stopped talking.
On the quiet square, a leisurely voice suddenly came out from the carriage. The voice was very delicate, but it lacked the charm of a woman, but it carried a trace of indifference: "Since the Duke is not willing to give up love, then forget it... Alas, originally I just fell in love with the young man on the altar, and thought he was very clean, so he could just clean the altar for me."
Duke
As soon as these words came out, many people immediately understood Du Wei's identity!
Recently, a young duke appeared in the imperial capital. He was brilliant on the day of the coup, and he was also a powerful and talented magician. Who didn't know this
This time, the people around looked at Du Wei with a lot of awe.
The voice in the carriage seemed to smile, but the smile was very calm, and then Huan Huan said: "My lord, since you are so persistent, then I have no choice but to give in."
After finishing speaking, the other party was obviously about to leave, Du Wei suddenly said loudly: "His Royal Highness."
His name is a bit nondescript, but the other party is both a saint and a princess, so it is not wrong to call her His Highness.
"Excuse me, my lord duke, do you have any other instructions?" The voice of the saint in the carriage was very flat.
"Since you want to clean the altar, I can send you a few people there another day. But this young man is also my favorite, and he will be of great use."
"Oh?" The saint originally felt that she had let the young duke suffer, and she was a little proud. After hearing this, she was aroused again and couldn't help asking: "Does the duke want to make this young duke a little bit proud?" Will the boy be your magic apprentice?"
"No." Du Wei laughed, and then deliberately loudly said: "My family just needs a servant to empty the toilet for me."
In my opinion, the person who cleans the sacrifices and altars for you is only worthy of emptying the toilet for me!
Everyone heard Du Wei's meaning. Many people couldn't help but want to laugh, but at such a time, who would dare
The saint was silent for a long time, and finally there was a hint of anger in her voice, and she whispered, "Let's go!"
Looking at the far distance of the carriage, Ruo Lin couldn't help but whispered: "Young master, are you a little grumpy? One thousand gold coins..."
Du Wei shook his head, with a very serious voice, and said lightly: "One thousand gold coins can buy Her Royal Highness to eat in public. I think this business is very good. If possible, I would rather spend one thousand gold coins every day to see this saint. The girl suffocates in front of me every day. It's not like I can't afford it, young master."
After a pause, his fox tail was exposed, and he smiled slyly: "Besides, do you think I really want to spend a thousand gold coins? Hmph, how can these slaves be worth a thousand gold coins? Even a fool can see it just now. We are ignoring each other. Does this slave trader know my identity now? Under such circumstances, he dares to sell these slaves to me for a high price of one thousand gold coins? Well, even if I am willing to pay one thousand Gold coins, does he dare to accept them?"
Sure enough, the completion of the next thing did not exceed Du Wei's expectations. The slave trader tremblingly sent someone to deliver the sign to Ruolin, but when Ruolin wanted to pay, the other party said in trepidation: "This is a small gift for the Duke. My master wrote it. I knew the Duke Your Excellency’s mansion is short of manpower, tomorrow I will personally send a group of capable and best slaves to honor Your Excellency the Duke!”
Seeing it, Gu Luo couldn't help sighing: "Who said that the Duke is fighting in a hurry? Look at it. It doesn't cost a single coin, so let the saint understand and suffer in public!"
Now that his identity was exposed, Du Wei felt that thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at him under the watchful eyes of everyone, so it was really meaningless to continue shopping like this.
He was leading Ruolin to leave, and walked through the slave market all the way. The "official slave workshop" next to him was Du Wei's biggest purpose for this trip, but he was not in the mood to continue shopping at the moment. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a high-pitched voice from the high platform of the official slave workshop.
"Du Wei! Master Du Wei! Your Excellency the Duke! Please buy me! Buy me!!"