Chapter 268 Private Meeting
Watching the falcon fly away, Lu Wanyin stretched comfortably.
Seeing that the two had finished their work, Xuan Qi brought over breakfast with a gloomy look on his face. "Master, Madam, please enjoy some breakfast while it's still hot. Xuan Yi made soup for everyone to ward off the cold. It snowed all night last night, and it stopped for a while this morning, but it seems even colder than the night before."
Lu Wanyin took the soup and looked at Xuan Qi in surprise: "What's wrong with you? If you are sick, go see Jiu Ning."
These guards who are good at martial arts always look energetic.
This is the first time I've seen this.
When Xuan Qi heard Song Jiuning's name, his face turned even more pale: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it at all."
He lowered his head and walked away.
Lu Wanyin was even more surprised.
She turned to look at Xie Jingci: "What's going on?"
Xie Jingci blew a mouthful of hot steam from the noodle soup slowly: "Maybe he lost money. He lost half of his monthly allowance over the years."
Lu Wanyin was stunned for a long time before she remembered what she lost.
Her face flushed, and she gritted her teeth as she stared at Xuan Qi's back: "Good loss, let's see if they dare to gamble on anything again in the future."
Xuan Qi, who had his back to the two of them, suddenly shuddered.
Why do I have a bad feeling?
Lu Wanyin shifted her gaze from Xuan Qi's back and saw a group of guards, their eyes shifting back and forth between her and Xie Jingci.
When he noticed that she was looking at them, he gave her an admiring look.
Especially when he noticed the wound on Xie Jingci's lip, his eyes were full of meaning.
Lu Wanyin gritted her teeth: "These guys are so brave."
She silently began to record in her mind: "Which ones won?"
She didn't know the specific content, but Xie Jingci should know.
Sure enough, Xie Jingci took a sip of his soup and gave a lighthearted answer: "Song Jiuning, all of them."
Lu Wanyin: "...Okay."
She really couldn't do anything to this person.
Lu Wanyin glanced around.
Strange, why didn't I see Song Jiuning?
The guards lost their money and were in low spirits.
There was a group of women over there, and the atmosphere was much more cheerful.
It has been a long time since I last cooked a fire. I had a barbecue last night, but it still wasn’t enough.
A simple bowl of soup in the morning is an incomparable delicacy.
The hot soup brought a warm current throughout my body, making me feel relaxed.
Lu Wanyin looked at the sky.
The light is good, and it shouldn't snow again in the short term.
"Everyone, finish breakfast and pack up quickly. Try to walk as much as possible before the snow freezes."
"yes."
The voices that came one after another were not only without any complaints, but were full of hope.
*
Dusk falls in the capital.
Hou Yuanji was feeding a little snake in the room when he heard a slight sound from the window, as if it was pecked by something.
He quickly put down the quail eggs in his hand and reached out to open the window a crack.
A falcon hopped in and landed on his hand.
Hou Yuanji took the bamboo tube and took out the letter inside.
He quickly finished reading the letter and laughed: "Isn't it just muddying the waters and causing a fight between the Wang family and the Qi Xuanhou Mansion? This is what I'm good at."
He threw the letter into the brazier and burned it, put the little snake into his sleeve pocket, wrapped himself in his cloak and walked out.
As soon as he opened the door, Wu Fan came towards him and asked, "Sir, where are you going?"
"Go to grandpa and complain."
Hou Yuanji took two steps forward and then turned back: "What do you want from me?"
Wu Fan quickly handed the item in his hand to Hou Yuanji: "This is the invitation to tonight's auction. The last time the auction took place, Master Hou was not in the capital, so the invitation was not delivered. Today, the steward heard that Master Hou was back and specially sent it over."
When Hou Yuanji heard about this, he immediately lost interest.
Being with Lu Wanyin, he didn't even realize how many good things he had seen.
Auctions that used to be very popular have become dull.
"No, no, what good things can there be in that shabby place? They are not as good as the two pots given by the master."
Hou Yuanji waved his hand and was about to continue looking for Old Man Hou when he suddenly stopped.
He stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up: "It's not that I can't go."
"Well, go to the Wang family in person and give them a letter. Tell them you haven't seen me for a long time and I miss you so much. Please invite Wang Fugui to come sit with you. Let's book a private room at the Hou family."
Hou Yuanji pondered for a moment with ill intent. "If they ask about me, I'll say I was overworked on the journey and had a fright last night, so I'm feeling unwell."
Wu Fan handed the invitation to Hou Yuanji and went out to do some work with a lot of questions in his mind.
He didn't understand what Hou Yuanji was going to do, but it probably wasn't a good thing.
Beijing Auction House.
Wang Fugui, dressed in a low-key manner, entered the auction house through the side door and walked all the way to the door of the Hou family's private room.
He stood outside the door, hesitating for a long time.
The Hou family and the Wang family have always been at odds, especially Hou Yuanji. Every time I saw him in the past, he would be sarcastic.
Now she actually took the initiative to invite him for a chat.
This is so abnormal.
Just those two pots...
He naturally didn't feel sorry for the two pots, but if Hou Yuanji could really do it, and could enter his Wang family as if they were deserted even though he was thousands of miles away, that would be too terrifying.
This matter must be made clear.
Wang Fugui looked around carefully and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he didn't want to stay any longer.
The fact that he came to see Hou Yuanji could not be known to too many people.
Otherwise, the situation will become even more difficult to control.
As soon as his hand touched the door, it opened by itself.
There was a servant standing at the door. When he saw it was him, his eyes lit up and he quickly cleared his throat.
Wang Fugui instantly had a bad feeling: "Shh, don't--"
"Master Wang Fugui, you are finally here. Our young master has been waiting for a long time."
The servant didn't care what he said and started shouting at the top of his lungs.
The sound is like a loud bell, with great penetrating power.
Wang Fugui only felt a ringing in his ears.
When he recovered, everyone around him looked over, and some people downstairs even ran upstairs.
When they saw it was him, they excitedly surrounded him and said, "It really is Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang, I am from Minister Li's family..."
In an instant, Wang Fugui was surrounded by a group of people trying to make friends with him.
Seeing this, the servant bravely stepped forward to defend him: "Everyone, please move aside. Young Master Wang is here to see our Young Master Hou."
After several tugs and pulls, the servant dragged Wang Fugui, who was surrounded, into the private room and slammed the door shut.
Hou Yuanji's weak voice came from the inner window: "Young Master Wang is here, please sit down."
He was lying on a lounge chair by the window, covered with a thick blanket.
Even so, he was still shaking.
There were only two words left in Wang Fugui's mind.
It's over.
I guess it won’t be used until tomorrow.
Before the auction was over, the news of his private meeting with Hou Yuanji would reach the ears of all the major families.
Especially the Mansion of Marquis Xuan of Qi.
Wang Fugui's head was as big as a bucket, and he looked at the servant who shouted with a cold look.
It is true that like master, like servant.
Hou Yuanji was shaking even more violently, and he could hardly hold back his laughter.
He had specially selected that servant from the Marquis's Mansion. He had no other advantages except that he had a loud voice.
The kind of shouting that could be heard throughout the auction house.
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