The young master Du Pont of the Senna family suddenly shouted out, which immediately surprised everyone! All the aristocrats who were born in the elite circle of the imperial capital and were loyal to the royal family all cast incredible glances at the young master of the Senna family, and some even almost cursed angrily.
And in the box far away, the faces of Delan Mountain Warcraft and Earl Villa were also sinking.
The young master is clearly arguing with Du Wei at this moment in bidding!
Under the surprised and complicated eyes of everyone, Her Royal Highness the Saintess Princess walked upstairs slowly, but under the eyes of everyone, she came to the box of Senna's house, and sat side by side with the young master regardless of everyone's eyes. Together.
Seeing that the saintess seemed to be very close to this young master Du Pont in her posture, even Du Wei couldn't help being a little surprised...
The saint whispered something in DuPont's ear, and DuPont immediately nodded and said loudly in a dissatisfied tone: "Hey, I've already called the price, if no one responds, it's considered I bought it, yes Bar?"
Just after he finished speaking, the middle-aged steward of the family behind him, who had been in shock for a long time, finally came to his senses at this moment, suddenly changed his face, looked at his young master in surprise, and shouted in a low voice: "Master! Please! No way! You! You can’t do this!!”
DuPont turned his head and glanced at the steward, and said angrily, "What are you talking about! I want you to take care of me when I buy something!"
The steward looked panic-stricken, and quickly said in a low voice: "Master! This thing... can't be bought casually... You... Oh, you... If you do this, it will bring disaster to the family! After returning, Lord Marquis Must be outraged..."
"Nonsense!" Dupont scolded, "It's a good deed to buy this thing! How could my father scold me?"
The steward was speechless. He is a sensible person, how can he touch such a thing? My own ignorant young master. I don't know why he made such a sudden move-this is clearly against the royal family! This kind of thing must be a disaster for the family!
He was anxious. But because there is a saint by his side. He didn't know what to say, but he said anxiously: "But Mr. Marquis... Mr. Marquis..."
"Father has been ill for a long time. The following matters have already been discussed. Let me decide! Do you want to interfere with what I buy? Damn!"
Du Pont was robbed by his subordinates in front of the saint. Immediately I lost face. He was furious in his words, and even shouted loudly: "Ten million gold coins! I have bought this thing! Hey, the people below. Why don't you announce it!!"
At this moment, all eyes of the audience are all on this box, and there is only a railing in front of this semi-open box. What happened inside could be clearly seen by the people below. What's more, they spoke loudly, and everyone in the audience could hear them clearly.
The steward is obviously a sensible person. Seeing his young master do such a thing. How can he not be surprised? The weight of this lot. and its meaning. Of course he also knew. Today's young master's actions like this will undoubtedly bring disaster to the family! It's just that this young master is a little arrogant on weekdays. But never did such a goddamn thing.
He is a person who is loyal to his family, seeing this kind of scene. I said that I had to stop everything. After a thought is settled. He also didn't care about offending the young master. Quickly grabbed the front of the railing. Shouted to Zach on the platform below: "Mr. Zac, the quotation just now does not count! The Senna family will not pay for this thing."
"Bastard!" Master Du Pont suddenly became furious. In full view. As the young master of the family, he was refuted by a steward in public. How not to be ashamed and angry, pointing at the steward and scolding: "Dirk! You are too presumptuous! You are a petty steward, why..."
"Master!" The steward turned pale, but shook his head firmly: "You are very wrong about this matter, I will never allow you to bring such a disaster to the family! The Marquis asked me to follow you, just to order me to do everything. Reminder. Seeing that you are going to cause trouble. How can I ignore it."
"You..." DuPont was annoyed. He was just an idiot. Under the fury, he was at a loss for words. After all, his father had the intention of restraining himself by letting the steward follow him.
suddenly. He heard a "giggle" laugh from the side, and the veiled Highness Saintess suddenly smiled charmingly, with a crisp voice. Leisurely said: "Well, DuPont, it seems that the rules of your Senna family are really different from others. A servant in charge dares to interfere with the master's affairs."
These words added fuel to the fire. DuPont's face immediately turned red and purple, and he cursed angrily: "Dirk! You are just a servant in my family in charge! It's just a dog raised by our Senna family! You turned against you today!"
After finishing speaking, regardless of his status, he raised his leg and kicked the steward. The steward Dirk moved aside, with an anxious face on his face, and stared at the saint angrily, he could only hold back his anger and said to Master Du Pont: "Master, no matter what you say, I will definitely stop this matter today, You... ah!"
Before he finished speaking, he let out a cry of pain, and it turned out that Master Dupont, seeing that he would not be able to kick him, grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it over his head and face. The distance between the two was not far away, and Dirk was hit on the forehead immediately, the glass cup shattered, and his head was bloody.
Dupont made such a disgraceful move in a rage, and the nobles below all frowned, looking at the young master with a bit of contempt in addition to anger.
The steward, Dirk, clutched his forehead, bleeding from the crevices of his fingers, but took a step back, and shouted loudly: "Master, you must do something wrong, I have no choice but to go back and invite Lord Marquis to come!"
After finishing speaking, he shouted loudly to the stage below: "Mr. Zac, our young master's auction is invalid. He is not the patriarch of the family, and he can't get 10 million gold coins! This thing was done by him beyond his authority. , doesn’t count! I’ll go back and invite Lord Marquis to come!”
After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave the box, Du Pont was furious. With a hideous face, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve. Facing the back of the manager, he stabbed in the past.
He actually showed his dagger, the people watching carefully below. All of a sudden they breathed out in low voices, and Du Wei next to him also frowned tightly.
The first rule in the auction house is that no matter who comes here to participate in the auction, it is absolutely not allowed to bring any weapons with them. Everyone knows this rule. only. It has always been against gentlemen but not against villains. After all, everyone who comes here is of high status, how can the guard search them one by one
Seeing that Master Du Pont stabbed him with a dagger. The steward, Dirk, was also agile. Hear the exclamation below. I knew it was not good. Hurry up and dodge. He dodged the stab, but the dagger was sharp, but it cut his shoulder in one stroke, and blood flowed profusely immediately.
Du Pont's face was murderous, and the dagger in his hand was stained with blood. Seeing that the stab failed. But he went up and kicked the steward down. Waving and stabbing, cursing in the mouth: "You dog! Make you not listen to me!"
Seeing that this is about to end the life of the steward. Du Wei snorted coldly, raised his hand across the box and flicked. With a bang, a fireball protruded from his fingertips. It hit the wrist of Master Dupont. The kid was scalded by the fireball. It hurts immediately. Let go of your hand. The dagger fell to the ground. But he clapped his hands and yelled.
How powerful Du Wei's fireball was, it hit behind his wrist. Sparks splashed on his clothes. Immediately, several places were on fire, and Master Du Pont was in pain and fear, and kept yelling.
It's Dirk who is in charge on the ground. He is really a loyal person. Although he was cut by the young master, he quickly got up instead. Regardless of the pain in his own wound, he threw himself on the young master and slapped him repeatedly. Slap the flames out.
The Earl of Villa and Delan Mountain watched the farce in the distance. The two looked at each other. Both of them knew the Marquis, the patriarch of the Senna family. He has always been old and prudent, and although he is not considered a diehard loyalist of the royal family. But I don't want to disturb this kind of trouble. I have always been wise and safe when encountering things, and I will definitely not cause this kind of trouble.
This young master does such a thing. It must not be his father's instruction! I'm afraid...
Seeing the affectionate appearance of the saint princess and him, both of them were clear-eyed: Could it be a beauty trick
At this moment, a few attendants from the auction site finally rushed up, opened the door of the box and rushed in, pulling the two of them apart.
Once the fire on DuPont's body was extinguished, in anger, he punched the steward Dirk. He didn't feel guilty for stabbing this loyal servant, and he didn't feel grateful that the other party helped him put out the fire on his body. Annoyed, thinking that he was so ugly because of this servant's disobedience, he punched Dirk's nose, and his nose bleeds profusely. Pitiful to this loyal steward Dike, who was hurt more and more, backed away with an ouch, but looked straight at the young master, his eyes were full of disappointment and chilling.
DuPont shook off the attendants at the auction site who supported him on both sides, turned around and shouted at Zach on the table below: "Why are you still standing there! If no one pays for this item, it belongs to me!"
Zach stood on the stage, watching the farce, he relaxed instead, glanced at his own Duke from a distance, seeing that Du Wei also seemed to be indifferent, he knew in his heart that the master had made up his mind, and Stop talking.
Du Wei sneered in his heart, he had already stood up slowly, stood in front of the railing of the box, through the railing, he said with a warm smile to Master Du Pont in the box next to him: "Master Du Pont, hello. I would like to ask you, this piece Things, are you bound to get them?"
Du Pont looked at Du Wei, without concealing the hostility in his eyes, and snorted heavily: "Master Duke, of course I will settle this matter."
As he spoke, he looked down at the saint beside him again,
Although a servant from the auction site rushed into the box to quell the farce just now, and put the young master and his steward away, but after all, the status of the saint is different. Dare to touch her, just stand beside her.
Du Wei looked carefully. This young master Du Pont originally had a ferocious face, but when he looked at the saint, his eyes immediately became gentle and fiery, and the love inside was undisguised.
Du Wei squinted his eyes, but turned his eyes to the Holy Lady, who also looked at Du Wei, and the two of them made eye contact and smiled coldly.
"Very good." Du Wei nodded, then sighed, pointing at the young master: "Mistakes are not terrible, what is terrible is ignorance. I feel sorry for you."
Then he turned his head to the crowd below. He said loudly: "Dear distinguished guests, as the owner of this place, I declare. In view of the special situation that happened just now, the auction is suspended."
Dupont jumped up suddenly. Angrily said: "Why did you do this!"
Du Wei smiled lightly: "That's what I said."
His face gradually turned cold, and his voice spread throughout the audience: "Who thinks that I am not qualified. You can stand up and speak out."
Naturally, no one from the royal family objected. And those people from the south. After getting to know each other for a few words. It seemed that someone was about to speak, but they met Du Wei's cold eyes. Du Wei couldn't help but shudder for two years in the Northwest. Stare and kill. Already developed a murderous aura. This condensed murderous intent was revealed. Who dares to look at him
"My lord duke." The saint suddenly smiled leisurely and said, "You did this. It's a bit unfair to your tulip auction house."
She stood up easily, looked at Du Wei through the railing, her voice was soft, and there was no trace of fear in her cold eyes. Youyou said: "I've heard that the Tulip Auction House is the most fair. But today's order from you seems to be inconsistent with your usual purpose here, isn't it?"
Du Wei sneered. Turning to look at the woman: "It seems that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden disagrees with my decision?"
The saint stood up and saluted Du Wei from afar. Then he slowly said: "Master Du Pont's servants were disobedient and committed crimes, and it is their family's private matter. Now the matter has subsided. Naturally, the auction should continue. Could it be... because you want to participate in the bidding, Mr. Duke. You can change the place here at will. Are the rules? Oh... I almost forgot. After all, you are the master here."
Du Wei was not annoyed either. But instead he laughed: "It turns out that His Highness accused me of being unfair. It's okay, there are so many distinguished old and new friends here. My tulip family's auction house is famous. I can't be blamed casually."
After a pause, he said slowly: "Your Highness, you must be fair. I will give you fairness!"
Speaking of this, Du Wei's face suddenly sank, and his whole body naturally exuded a kind of majesty, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Where is the guard of the auction house! Get out of here!"
As soon as the words fell, two people dressed in tulip auction house attendants hurried in at the door, facing Du Wei's box on the second floor from a distance, and knelt on the ground with one knee.
"Are you two the guards today?" Du Wei's eyes were cold.
The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "... yes."
"Okay." Du Wei nodded, tapped the railing lightly with his finger on the railing, and said slowly: "Let me ask you, what is the fourth rule of the auction house?"
The faces of the two of them changed. The person on the left was pale and dared not speak. The person on the right mustered up his courage and gritted his teeth: "My lord... The fourth rule of the auction house is: once the auction starts, the door will be closed immediately. Entering, even if you have an admission ticket, it will expire and be invalid!"
"Hmph! I'm quite familiar with memorization." Du Wei said in a gloomy tone, "Then let me ask you, why did the auction go on for more than half of it just now, and there are still people coming in!"
The person speaking on the right raised his head, looked at Du Wei from afar, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said falteringly: "Master... because... because..."
"What are you stammering! Could it be that as a member of the Tulip family, you can't even speak!" Du Wei raised his eyebrows, and the person below felt Du Wei's murderous eyes, and hurriedly said loudly: "Master! Because the person who is coming is Her Royal Highness, with a noble status, we dare not stop him."
"Don't dare to stop you if you are noble?!" Du Wei's face became more and more ugly, but he was secretly laughing in his heart, and said angrily: "In the auction house, you must abide by the rules here! Don't wait after the expiration date! This is The rules have been set since the opening of this place! Regardless of the identity of the visitor, regardless of whether you have a ticket or not, once the auction starts, the door will be closed immediately! No entry or exit is allowed! As guards, you will break this most basic rule at will!! What do you think of me here? The place!! The rules of my auction house treat everyone equally, regardless of their status or title, all those who participate in the auction must abide by the rules of the game here. ! If it’s based on the rank of the title, what’s the point of auctioning it!”
The person who spoke was also considered clever, quickly bowed his head deeply, and said loudly: "Master! Yes, we are wrong! We are willing to accept the punishment!"
Du Wei calmed down slightly, and said coldly: "From today onwards, you don't have to do the work of the auction house guards. Go down and get ten whips each!"
The two guards nodded again and again, and they crawled out together.
Du Wei's voice was so severe that no one in the audience dared to interrupt at this time. Du Wei dealt with his subordinates first, and the method was considered fair to everyone. Then Du Wei turned his head, looked at the saint in the box next door, and said coldly: "Your Highness, my subordinates broke the rules, and I will punish them too. But you entered the arena halfway today, but I absolutely Things that are not allowed. Although you have a noble status, you are talking about business. I only look at the price here, not the high or low status... "
The saint was angry. Can't help being dissatisfied: "Master Tulip Duke, do you want to drive me out?"
Du Wei laughed. Said: "You are the saint of the temple, and you are the princess. Although I have broken the rules here, you seldom come here. If you don't know the rules here, it is also the fault of the guards. How dare I treat you like this here?" The person with the identity was kicked out?"
When he said this, the saint's eyes were a little relieved, but Du Wei said lightly: "It's just..."
"Just what?" The saint frowned.
It was not the first time that she had confronted Du Wei. The first confrontation between the two was at the slave market two years ago. At that time Du Wei cleverly gave herself an ugly look, of course she still remembers it fresh. Knowing that Duke Tulip was cunning, he immediately became vigilant.
"Excuse me, Your Highness, since you are here today, you must have a ticket in your hand."
The saint said coldly: "Of course there are."
"Okay." Du Wei nodded, and his voice became more gentle, but it made the saint feel uneasy. Du Wei continued to laugh and said, "It's just that you don't know the rules here, Your Highness. Although you have tickets here, However, these tickets can only be used to sit in the lower seats, but they cannot enter the upper boxes."
"You!" The saint was suddenly angry, but she suppressed her anger in an instant, her voice became softer, and she said with a smile: "Why is Duke Tulip so stingy? Besides, this is the box of Master Dupont. He invited me up." , there is nothing wrong with it."
"Business is business." Du Wei shook his head: "First, you have a distinguished status. You have given me great face by coming to my place. It's just that, after all, the state owns the country's laws, and the family has family rules. Although your status Noble, but which one of the guests who can come to me is not a noble person with great status? Although you are a saint or a princess, you can't break my rules. Otherwise, spread the word, if it is said that as long as it is you As a princess, with a noble title, you can sit in the VIP seat here without spending a copper coin, and then spread the word in the future, and my business will no longer need to be done! There are more than a dozen private rooms here, as long as they can come up, they are spent. Those who have spent a lot of money, since they have spent money, are my customers of Du Wei. If others can enjoy what others spend money, but you can get it without spending money... Then for my customers who spend money, it is just It's so unfair, don't you think so?"
When asked this question, all the guests who were loyal to the regent answered loudly and said yes.
Although this saint's face was covered with a veil, judging from her eyes, her expression at this moment must be ugly.
The idiot young master of Sena's family shouted angrily again: "Du Wei! This box belongs to our family. Since I invited Verona up, this box was booked by my family. Why do you drive her out!"
Du Wei shot his eyes at the young master suddenly, and snorted heavily in his nose. He killed people like hemp in the northwest, and naturally developed a power. With such a snort and a stare, this young master Du Pont suddenly felt his legs go weak. I feel cold all over.
"Dupont-Senna." Du Wei simply called him by name, and said coldly: "Remember your identity! Although you are the son of the Marquis of Senna, you don't have any title now, you are just white! My Duke Tulip's Is your name worthy of shouting? What are you?"
These two sentences immediately made Du Pont blushed, but facing Du Wei's murderous aura, he didn't dare to say anything.
Originally, in the aristocratic circle, the most important thing was etiquette. Unless you are a very close friend, you will only call each other's name in private. In public places, respectful titles are generally used, otherwise, it is considered a disrespect. Just now Du Pont was angry and called Du Wei's name directly, which was already a big faux pas. Although Du Wei's two sarcasms were a bit harsh, no one thought it was Du Wei's fault after listening to them.
"Also, Mr. Dupont Senna. The rule here is that in the auction house, no one is allowed to carry a weapon with him. You are a regular customer here, and you must know this rule. And... you not only brought a weapon Come in, and still openly attack and hurt people here. What do you think of my auction house? Do you think it's your own back garden?"
Du Wei's voice became more and more feminine, but this Du Pont felt such a chill from Du Wei's eyes, and became more and more frightened.
"I'm very sorry, because you violated the membership regulations here and did something demeaning. From now on, I will revoke the qualifications of the VIP members of Senna's family. Now please leave the box with your followers. In order to show respect to your father, the Marquis de Senna, I will send someone to return the money your father paid for this box."
Looking at the servants of Kong Wu forcefully on both sides of the auction house. This idiot young master still wants to show off his power, but he has already been framed up. Take it out. His manager, Di Ke, bowed deeply to Du Wei from afar. His eyes were full of gratitude, and then he wiped the blood on his face vigorously, and followed him out.
The Earl of Villa and De Lanshan glanced at each other, with one thought in their hearts: The Senna family is in big trouble now! The Marquis of Senna acted prudently all his life, but he never expected that when he was old, he would be dragged down by such an idiot son in his family.
Seeing that Du Pont was taken out, naturally Her Royal Highness could not stay in the box. But she rolled her eyes. Jiao smiled and said, "Duke Tulip. Do you really want me to go downstairs?"
Instead, Du Wei laughed and said: "The rules cannot be broken. It stands to reason. The distinguished guests in the box can indeed invite others to come in. It's just that this young master Du Pont is not qualified now... Well, if you don't dislike my rudeness here, Your Highness If so, please come to my box and rest."
The saint smiled. The voice became softer, and he bowed slightly: "The Duke Tulip's box, how could it be so crude, thank you for your invitation."
After finishing speaking, he really moved to Du Wei's box. The attendants behind Du Wei hurriedly opened the door to invite her in, and the saint seemed as if nothing had happened just now, and sat on the seat next to Du Wei with ease.
Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the father and daughter of the eldest prince are both fuel-efficient lamps.
"Okay, everyone, the matter has been resolved, let's let the auction continue."
After Du Wei announced. But he saw the young master Du Pont who was taken out below, before going out, cast a bunch of resentful eyes towards him.
He didn't speak, but the saint next to him seemed to smile and said in a low voice: "Oh, my lord, it seems that you have offended someone today."
Du Wei pursed his lips, and said lightly: "It is always necessary to offend people. But offending an ignorant idiot is nothing. Mistakes are not terrible, but ignorance is terrible."
"My lord duke is really a witty word." The saint blinked her eyes, then smiled deliberately: "It's just that, my lord duke, aren't you afraid of offending me?"
Du Wei smiled, looked at her, and asked, "Oh? Your Highness, did I offend you?"
"Of course not." The saint's voice was very relaxed: "You invited me to sit in your box, and it's too late for me to thank you."
Both of them glanced at each other, obviously each had their own ghosts, but they both smiled sweetly, their eyes intertwined, and there was a group of harmony.
On the other hand, the attendant behind Du Wei was terrified and couldn't help sighing in his heart: My dear, this big man is really not simple. Our Duke just stared like he was going to kill someone, but now he is smiling so nicely...
There were no big twists and turns in the subsequent auctions. Although those mysterious guests from the south tried their best to compete with Du Wei, in the end Du Wei "bought" this teaching piece at a price of 16 million gold coins. Zong's decree.
Sixteen million gold coins... Du Wei was in pain, but he still had some doubts in his heart: the conspiracy of the temple collapsed so easily? It seems that something is not quite right.
According to the rules, after taking pictures, the goods should be inspected in public. However, Du Wei is the owner of the auction house himself, so he easily omitted this link (there was no goods to inspect). On the contrary, Her Royal Highness, who was in the same box as Du Wei, didn't cause any trouble for Du Wei. Just sitting beside Du Wei and talking to Du Wei, although she was wearing a veil, she had a very good manner, and she had a graceful figure, a soft voice, and a charm of her own. From time to time, there are bursts of fragrance. Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder that Dupont kid fell into the trap of a beauty, and this Her Majesty the Holy Maiden really has some skills.
At the end of the auction, everyone wanted to say goodbye to Du Wei. Villa and De Lanshan didn't say anything, they just gave Du Wei a wink, and then they left. The other guests saw a good show today, and they all felt that their trip was worthwhile. Some of them knew that Du Wei must go to see Prince Chen, and took the opportunity to convey their loyalty to the regent to Du Wei. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the princess was the last one to leave.
Before she left, she suddenly looked back at Du Wei, and said with a low laugh, "Well, my lord, tell me, which one is better, Yenipai? Or Mosaspai?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Du Wei to answer, he just smiled and left.
Du Wei stood there, frowning tightly, with a dignified expression.