Seeing Wei Rongzu's sincere look, Lan Ruyu gently asked Wei Rongzu, "I wonder if Mr. Wei would be willing to send us back later."
Wei Rongzu's eyes were fixed on the sword in Lan Ruyu's hand: "It's an honor."
Although Wei Rongzu was a second-generation ancestor, he knew exactly what good things were.
A sword like this is an heirloom of the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion. Twenty thousand taels is really not expensive.
So as long as he can get the sword in Lan Ruyu's hand, let alone letting him send Lan Ruyu and sister home, even if he carries Lan Ruyu and sister home...
Well, Lan Ruyu definitely doesn't want to.
Seeing Wei Rongzu's sincere face, Lan Ruyu sighed, and slowly traced his slender fingers across the rag: "Forget it, my Lan family can't keep this thing, it's really unworthy of me. Ancestors."
After saying that, Lan Ruyu closed her eyes in despair, as if all her strength had been taken away.
After waiting for a while, Lan Ruyu slowly opened her eyes and saw the rags wrapped around the sword being opened layer by layer. Finally, she handed the sword to Wei Rongzu: "Young Master Wei, this is the heirloom of my Lan family. Please cherish him."
Wei Rongzu nodded heavily to Lan Ruyu: "This is natural."
Stretching out a trembling hand, Lan Ruyu handed the sword to Wei Rongzu: "Take it, my Lan family can't keep it. I just hope that Young Master Wei can use it to make great achievements and not let the pearl be covered in dust."
Looking at the actress-level Lan Ruyu, Lan Ruyun said: "..." She finally knew why she was eating so much!
It would be okay if this sentence were said to others, but Wei Rongzu was a second-generation ancestor with no ambitions, and this sentence seemed like a irony to him.
But Wei Rongzu didn't care about Lan Ruyu's words. He was happily studying what kind of scabbard should be given to this sword.
Thinking of the matter of blowing hair and making a decisive decision, Wei Rongzu suddenly found a question: What kind of scabbard can tightly wrap this sword...
Then he turned to look at the guard who was testing the sword before: "Give me your scabbard."
The guard obeyed and gave his scabbard to Wei Rongzu. Fortunately, although the sword made by Jin Qing had no edge, it was much smaller than a normal long sword.
Just hearing a stabbing sound, the sword was sheathed.
Seeing Wei Rongzu's movements, Lan Ruyu shouted nervously: "Let go!" Without professional protective gear, his hand would be broken.
Wei Rongzu was just about to make a show of force with his sword, but he subconsciously felt the danger.
He let go in a hurry, and the long sword fell to the ground with a snap, leaving only the hilt.
The scabbard just now was broken in half and lay on the ground miserably.
Everyone present exclaimed in surprise, even Wei Rongzu was a little scared, what a risk? What a risk, he almost lost his fingers.
But the more fear he has, the more he can stimulate the desire to conquer in his heart.
Wei Rongzu gritted his teeth, reached out and easily pulled out the sword on the ground, and then tried to put his sleeves on. The material of his clothes was much better than the rags from the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion. There was no reason why it couldn't be as good as that rag. Bar!
As expected, a gust of wind blew by, and a piece of his sleeve was missing.
Wei Rongzu: "..." What kind of magical weapon is this!
Wei Rongzu now encountered a problem: He could not give up this sword no matter what, but would it break if it touched something? How was he going to take it home? He couldn't hold it in his hand all the time.
Let’s not talk about whether it looks good or not? Whether he is embarrassed or not is not something he cares about, but if someone doesn’t hold it...
Wei Rongzu felt his scalp numb: It was too scary and he couldn't imagine it.
Xu Shi, the bodyguard, noticed Wei Rongzu's distress and saw him walking to Wei Rongzu's side and calling softly: "Young Master."
Wei Rongzu stiffened his neck and looked at the guard, only to find that the guard was winking at Lan Ruyu.
His eyes turned to the rag in Lan Ruyu's hand. Wei Rongzu immediately became energetic: Yes, he can use that piece of cloth as a supplement.
Thinking of this, Wei Rongzu became more friendly towards Lan Ruyu: "Miss Lan, it's really hard for me to hold this sword? Why don't you give me your sword-wrapping cloth as well?"
Lan Ruyun looked at her second sister nervously, fearing that Lan Ruyu would give the cloth to Wei Rongzu in vain, which her eldest sister had made last night using some weird metal threads.
Since Wei Rongzu wants it, it means that he thinks this piece of cloth is valuable, so can they ask the other party to fill in more money...
Although Lan Ruyun thought so in her heart, she couldn't say it directly. In desperation, she took two steps forward and stretched out her hand to tug Lan Ruyu's sleeve.
As if Lan Ruyu didn't feel Lan Ruyun's anxiety, she stretched out her hand to hold Lan Ruyun's arm away, and replied to Wei Rongzu: "To be honest, my Lan family has not one, but two heirlooms. It was given to our ancestors by a strange person back then.
This cloth seems simple, but it is the natural nemesis of the sword. If my family were not short of money, these two treasures would not be taken out. "
Lan Ruyu's words were very subtle, but she fully expressed her meaning: more money, as long as you add more money, you can talk about anything.
Lan Ruyu's behavior seemed to be raising prices while sitting on the ground. The smile on Wei Rongzu's face froze. If he hadn't been unable to put down the sword in his hand, he would have really wanted to turn around and walk away at this moment.
Moreover, he really couldn't afford to lose face in front of everyone.
After taking two deep breaths, Wei Rongzu gritted his teeth and asked Lan Ruyu, "I wonder how much the cloth in Miss Lan's hand will cost?"
Lan Ruyu sighed in distress: "Young master bought the sword, which just solved my family's urgent need. I'm thinking about keeping this cloth as a family heirloom!"
Lan Ruyun: "..." Why does she think Lan Ruyu is hoping to use a piece of cloth to trick people into buying a sword?
Wei Rongzu really wanted to cut the dead girl in front of him in half with a sword, but thinking of the sword with nowhere to put it, he finally gritted his teeth and begged Lan Ruyu: "I really need this piece of cloth, please give me my love." .”
He was so aggrieved that he actually bowed his head in front of a young lady from a poor family.
Seeing Wei Rongzu's humble look, Lan Ruyu's shoulders slumped: "If the young master really wants it, it's not impossible, but the price..."
Wei Rongzu gritted his teeth and forced a smile to Lan Ruyu: "The price you asked me is, no matter how much it is, I am willing to pay."
After hearing this, Lan Ruyun happily tugged on Lan Ruyu's sleeve again: "This time I want more money."
Who would have thought that at this moment, Lan Ruyu had already stretched out a finger to Wei Rongzu: "One hundred thousand taels..."
Everyone present exclaimed: This girl really dares to speak!
Wei Rongzu looked at Lan Ruyu's raised finger fiercely: How about cutting it off with a sword.
Lan Ruyun: "..." Well, there is a reason why she lost to the second sister.
On this day, several rumors broke out in the capital.
The first rumor is that the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion is so poor that it wants to sell its family heirlooms. Good guy, those two heirlooms are really peerless treasures. I heard that one can cut iron like clay and make decisive decisions when blowing hair, and the other is invulnerable to water and fire.
The second rumor is that the two heirlooms were bought by the eldest son of General Dingyuan. On the day when the eldest son returned home with the things, the eldest son had his legs broken by General Dingyuan...
