Although it is called an auction, in fact 1002 did not make it very complicated. He just put these things on the tray and displayed them one by one.
Those sitting in the front row with good eyesight can see what these things are.
The seats for His Majesty this time will be allocated in batches based on financial resources.
Although Your Majesty has never looked down on merchants since he ascended the throne.
But these businessmen still felt very comfortable being able to sit in front of the officials.
Especially the officials who were once high and mighty, whose positions were far higher than his own.
I don’t know how to describe this feeling.
It's like being drunk, dizzy.
The wealthy people all stared at the rows of items on the platform, which displayed many familiar things.
Even though they had made preparations, everyone who wanted to win the favor of His Majesty and the Crown Prince was dumbfounded.
No matter how poor the royal family was, they would not resort to these things to make up the numbers.
That South Sea pearl was smaller than a fingernail, its luster was gone, and it looked gray.
And can the small stool on the plate be placed there as well? Could it be the little prince's plaything?
Such things are also put out for sale.
Really, really!
Just as he was about to spit out the words, he swallowed them back when he looked at His Majesty, who was as cold as ice and snow.
No matter what, they are all the things of the little gods.
Even if most of them are worthless, they can still have a touch of fairy spirit.
Besides, His Majesty and the little prince are such noble people that they don’t get to see them on a daily basis.
Not to mention the little prince’s things.
"It's so shabby, so shabby." Anru once again sneaked in here by relying on the name remembered by the prince.
At this moment, as a palace maid holding the serving tray, Anru only felt her face burning red.
Aren't you a little god? At the very least, you're a prince.
Think about the rare and precious things that the prince has on him, and then look at the things that the prince uses to sell.
Anjou spat in disgust.
They want to publicize their kindness, but are reluctant to give out the real good things.
It's so ironic.
Thinking about how he had once been grateful to this little god, he felt guilty for plotting against him.
Anru cursed in her heart.
What a thing, just seeking fame and reputation, God is really blind!
Wu Zhonghe said loudly without looking away: "The first one——"
Before he finished speaking, waves of noise erupted from below.
"One thousand taels of silver!"
"Five thousand taels of silver!"
No matter how shabby it is, as long as His Majesty can remember it, what does it matter if I give up half of my wealth?
It will be taken back sooner or later.
Judging from the sentiments of the people throughout the world, Dazhao might be able to unify the country.
This is a business that is sure to make money.
So everyone started bidding against each other without blinking an eye, and seemed extremely enthusiastic.
Wu Zhonghe felt a pang of regret when he saw the people who didn't pay any attention to the items being auctioned.
It was as if I saw myself in their eyes.
I still remember that when His Highness first took out these things, he was also so dismissive.
I even thought about how to swap these things out for some top-quality items.
But when the little prince stumbled and practiced in front of him and showed him the items for auction.
Wu Zhonghe's eyes were like a hungry wolf seeing fat meat, extremely greedy.
Those are all treasures!
Their little prince is really too honest. He could just take some random things to fool people. Why would he have to take out these magical objects?
Otomo felt very sorry for the little fat boy.
Anjou held the sixth lot, a bundle of colorful feathers.
Cluttered stuff.
Seeing that someone was bidding hard before she had even finished speaking to Manager Wu, An Ru felt that jealousy almost turned into flames, ready to devour her.
What a good only son of Your Majesty, what a good Crown Prince Dazhao, what a good little god.
What was taken out was scrap metal, but some people regarded it as treasure.
Anjou lowered her head, feeling unwilling, jealous, and hateful.
All kinds of emotions were evolving in her heart, making it difficult for her to stand still.
"Stand back." A chill that seemed to have condensed into substance came over him, and a voice as vague as that floating above the clouds reached Anru's ears.
She looked up slightly in disbelief.
Sure enough, she saw His Majesty frowning slightly and glancing at her sideways.
A chill gathered in her heart, and Anjou couldn't even control her breathing. She was shivering.
Your Majesty, have you discovered anything?
The emperor just thought that the palace maid was being disrespectful. He frowned and watched the palace maid trembling, thinking that she was timid.
I wondered why Wu Zhonghe chose such a person.
The moment the palace maid raised her eyes, the pressure on the emperor's brow intensified. For some reason, he really disliked this person.
He raised his hand slightly, and Jia San flew down, dragging Anru down without anyone noticing.
Emperor Mingxi always trusted his intuition.
The moment Anjou was dragged out, she thought she was going to die, and tears kept falling.
Unexpectedly, Jia San brought her out and left her alone.
An Ru sobbed and trembled as she walked towards Shanhefang, and saw someone blocking her way.
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"Everyone, please be quiet." Wu Zhonghe shouted three times in a row, but he couldn't suppress the enthusiasm of these merchants.
The little fat boy looked at his anxious big friend and pursed his lips.
"Daddy." A fleshy hand came up and grabbed two of the emperor's fingers.
Emperor Mingxi lowered his head, glanced at the well-behaved and lovely child, and gently brushed his hand away: "As my son wishes."
The tall and slender emperor slowly stood up.
In an instant, the noisy sound suddenly stopped.
Then the crowd stood up in panic. The emperor was standing, so who dared to sit down?
The breeze blew across my face, and the weather in June made me feel a chill.
Thousands of people are all top local figures and have seen countless things in the world.
But the moment the emperor stood up, they were all speechless.
Terrified.
It seemed that they had also seen His Majesty in the past, who had emerged from a sea of blood and corpses and ascended the imperial throne.
Emperor Mingxi raised his eyelids, swept his cold gaze over the crowd, and said in a stern voice:
"Your Highness has ordered—silence."
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