Once upon a time, when they heard the news of Prince Hong's death, both of them felt like the sky was falling.
But now it seems that although Prince Hong's death was unexpected, at least Prince Xian is still a wise ruler. As long as there are no disturbances in the succession, the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty for a hundred years can still be expected.
The two of them did not become neighbors, so they entered Fangshi and went back to their respective homes.
Here, Zhang Wenguan just entered the house and saw the housekeeper holding a book in his hands and offering it to him.
"Sir, this is the brochure sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's auction house. Please take a look at it."
Hearing this, Zhang Wenguan immediately opened the booklet with great interest.
Turning to the first page, I saw that it was densely filled with the names of the auction items, followed by a number.
The first one on the list is none other than the lot given by the emperor himself.
A sword!
After seeing these two words clearly, Zhang Wenguan felt that his head was exploding.
Sword! This is not a ceremonial sword usually awarded to generals. The sword here must be the emperor's real sword. Perhaps, His Majesty the Emperor has not used this sword for too long, and it may even be a sword that he does not like, but a sword is a sword, and regardless of anything else, this one alone will definitely make people go crazy.
Although he was born as a civil servant, Zhang Wenguan had no resistance to Yu Jian. After carefully calculating his family wealth, he turned over the chapter on Yu Jian with a wry smile.
If you have a rich family, you may fight for this honor, but the Zhang family has a big business and a lot of expenses. You can't afford to lose all your wealth and lead the clan to eat grassroots for several years just for a little glory. The only person who knows what can't be done and stops immediately is the true wise man.
The second article is about a set of imperial study rooms. Although Zhang Wenguan is still excited, he knows that this is still beyond his control.
The third page is a bear skin, which is said to have been hunted by the emperor himself during the autumn hunting that year. After that, it’s nothing eye-catching.
After flipping through several pages of jewelry, Zhang Wenguan no longer looked carefully, but directly looked back at the catalog.
With just a quick glance, you can tell how much these treasures are worth.
Thinking of an antique he had donated, Zhang Wenguan searched carefully for a long time before finding it in the third to last catalog.
The antiques that he thought were priceless were not even ranked in the top few at the auction. Zhang Wenguan, who discovered this, was not embarrassed or angry, but was looking forward to the auction.
According to his calculations, the value of these treasures alone is enough to fill more than 40% of the national treasury. Considering the auction model, he was looking forward to how much this auction could add to the national treasury.
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After taking a look at the last auction start time marked on the booklet, Zhang Wenguan ordered the butler to start preparing money.
He had to admit that although Yu Jian and Yu Bi could not afford it, there were still a few treasures that made him want to buy them.
Compared with the indifferent Zhang Wenguan, some other family heads in Chang'an may not have such determination.
After the generals saw the word "sword", they simply ignored the rest and immediately urged the steward to prepare money overnight.
Many civil servants, especially those with family backing, saw the words "Queen's Study Room" and sent messengers overnight to deliver messages to their hometowns.
As for the crazy businessmen looking for other treasures, there are countless others.
Li Xian, who brought his wives into the "shabby room" Maodong as they wished, moved his buttocks that were almost cooked by the hot kang head, smiled at the princess sitting on the other side doing embroidery, and said: "Furong, look at it, there will definitely be something wrong today. Many people can't sleep well, and I don't know if there will be traffic problems in Chang'an City tomorrow."
Hearing her husband's voice, Mrs. Fang put down her embroidered quilt, but did not say anything. She knew very well that there were some things that she should not interfere with, and she only needed to be a quiet listener to her husband.
Seeing my wife not talking to her,
Li Xian also realized that it was a bit wrong to talk to her about these issues, so he picked up her embroidery and looked at it.
Female beauty has been a necessary skill for women for thousands of years. Fang Furong, who was born in the Fang family, is naturally very skilled. She was preparing a swaddling clothes for her unborn child. According to custom, the embroidery on it should be some poison, so as to protect the child from disaster.
However, I don’t know who drew the drawings, everything looks like a slightly mosaic version.
"These pictures are still a bit different, so I don't want to waste your skills. Wait, my husband will draw some pictures for you tomorrow."
Mrs. Fang smiled and said, "My husband's drawing is naturally the best. But, you see, it's almost time to go to bed. Shouldn't it be time for you to change rooms? I can't serve you now. If you continue to occupy me, You will be hated by others."
Li Xian smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to touch Fang's belly, indicating that she didn't need to get up to see her off, and then got up and went out. It's rare to sleep on a warm kang, and I can't help but exercise.
Watching her husband leave, Mrs. Fang picked up the embroidered quilt and was about to continue, but she couldn't help but laugh. This feeling of being noticed really made her intoxicated.
Li Xian was able to sleep soundly, but tens of thousands of people couldn't sleep well.
It is the most difficult for the officials in Chang'an to fall asleep. After all, the gate of the gate is crowded with messengers and housekeepers who are waiting for the gate to open and go out immediately. He is afraid that he will get up late and be dragged up to open the door.
The Chang'an County Magistrate rarely used his official power and ordered the district official to open the door for him. However, instead of raising money, he summoned the government officials first and told them the places where they needed to be on duty overnight. After all, he could guess what tomorrow's battle would be like with his heels.
Li Xian, who had been exercising until midnight, was woken up by Jiang Hao who hurried over before dawn.
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he went up to the palace wall of Danfeng Gate. When he saw Li Zhili smiling in the cold wind, he quickly stepped forward to say hello.
"Get up, I woke up very early today just to see this scene. Prince, one of your auctions actually caused such a big disturbance. But that's okay, I've always wanted to see it. Let’s take a look at the wealth of our nobles.”
Without even getting close to the city wall, Li Xian knew what it looked like outside, with nothing more than torches filling the streets. The time set by oneself means that for some people who are far away from the clan, just delivering letters requires traveling day and night.
Treasures touch people's hearts. Some people who live nearby can transport money into Chang'an today. By then, the streets will be full of carriages loaded with gold, silver and copper coins. The scene is shocking.
Looking at Li Zhi's obviously normal legs and feet, Li Xian thought for a while and suggested: "Father, why don't we father and son go on a tour incognito tomorrow to see the world?"
Hearing this, Li Zhi laughed.
