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Chapter Seventy-Seven

Just as Wan Yun was about to reply, Shen Tianhao, who had been standing on the side of the high platform, moved.

He had been standing on the side stage, watching the battles in the audience calmly. Logically speaking, such a tall and burly figure could not be seen wherever he stood? But Shen Tianhao managed to transform his form into another, and actually made the stage The next person noticed his presence. And his movement actually attracted everyone's attention. Even Wan Yun, whose mouth was obviously open, forgot to speak for a moment. She raised her head stupidly, My eyes were fixed on following this domineering man, who was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit in a strip of clothes, and watched him suddenly "appear", then walked calmly and calmly to the center of the stage and stood in front of the young man in Tsing Yi.

Shen Tianhao half-bowed and cupped his fists again, his dark skin and gloomy black eyes shot out as sharp as a beam of light. He looked seriously at the three people in the first row under the stage who were constantly raising their prices, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Although Shen has poor eyesight, he can still tell that the three guests are not ordinary people. The quotation method of the three guests just now is very special. I guess money is a trivial matter to the three guests."

Liang Ye started to look through his wallet with tears in his eyes - "If you quote more than eight hundred taels, I really can't afford it..."

Shen Tianhao rolled his eyes on the three of them, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Since it is called price, then the bidding method of the quotation is probably in vain for the three guests. Shen knows that the three have strong financial resources, so in the end You might as well ask Ms. Chen about your decision to stay or leave. Shen feels that it is better for Ms. Chen to make the decision herself than the three of them who keep raising prices forever... As for the price, Shen doesn't want to be accused of being a villain and raising prices on his own. I just accepted the five hundred and one taels, what do you think?"

"That's what Boss Shen said." The county magistrate of Anxian County had been suffering from the lack of room for him to intervene. He finally caught an opportunity to flatter him, so how could he let it go? He rolled his eyes and sighed in a pretentious manner: "But Well……"

Everyone craned their necks, waiting for what was going to happen next.

The county magistrate smiled obscenely and turned to wink at Mrs. Chen who was standing on the high platform as if she were a clay sculpture. "If I were Mrs. Chen, then I would definitely choose Prince Xian! The nobles of the royal palace are already unattainable. , let alone the benevolent and courteous Prince Xian’s Mansion? Besides, how can we, the common people, just enter the Mansion of the Xian Prince if we want? Being able to get this opportunity is a blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of years! ... Chen, what do you think?"

Bah! Wan Yun couldn't help but rolled her eyes at him, patted her beard and flattered him, shame on you! This girl's lifelong choice, you actually used it as your own ladder to promotion and wealth.

Mo Qianran was too overreacted. He put his hands leisurely in his sleeves, tilted his head and nodded, and said with a leisurely smile: "Does the county magistrate really think so?"

"Heaven and earth can be used as a guide!" The county magistrate raised his finger and made an oath, "With the virtuous king in front of you, how can I dare to lie? I really admire the virtuous king..."

"Oh." Mo Qianran nodded thoughtfully, and the smile on his handsome face became thicker, as if the flowers were surrounded by flowers, and the fragrant fragrance was spreading.

The county magistrate saw that King Xian was very satisfied, and felt happy. He was thinking about flattering him a little more, but he heard that King Xian said with a warm smile: "I happen to have a horse breeder in my palace. My little boy, since the county magistrate admires me so much, I might as well set a precedent for you——"

The county prince trembled and bit his tongue with his teeth! The opening and closing of the wise king's mouth was constantly slowed down in his eyes, as if he was looking at a giant hammer, slow but merciless

The ground was knocked hard.

Mo Qianran still smiled elegantly, but there was a thin layer of frost between his brows: "I have the right to allocate local officials, but because of my sincere admiration for you, I decided to report to my father after returning to the palace... It is estimated that in one month,

The county magistrate will receive the transfer letter." He leaned forward and asked kindly, "I wonder what the county magistrate wants?"

The county magistrate struggled hard and his body trembled violently. He reluctantly raised his head and met the wise king's eyes——

It's as deep as an abyss, and you can see the traces at a glance. Although it is shrouded in smoke and clouds, it can't hide the murderous intent.

If you don't follow...

The county magistrate closed his eyes, and a wry smile appeared on his lips: "My dear minister... thank Xianwang Chengquan."

Mo Qianran sat on the chair, slightly raising his head and looking at the red silk ceiling in the center of the hall. Suddenly he became playful, he suppressed his smile, and used his inner strength to transmit the message to Wan Yun calmly.

"Madam, are you relieved?"

Wan Yun folded his arms and nodded, unknowingly falling into someone's trap again, "Relieve your anger, it's quite a relief! It's better to withdraw from the parents' official who visited the brothel."

Mo Qianran nodded, smiling broadly, "Madam is absolutely right."

When Wan Yun saw him smiling, he also laughed stupidly, thinking that this baby is rarely so well-behaved, not bad, not bad, and making great progress...

The two of them just grinned at each other for a long time, and Wan Yun suddenly came back to his senses - Hey, he just called me Xiami?

The bidding was not interrupted because of this incident. Shen Tianhao sent the boy in Tsing Yi off the stage and actually started to host the bidding himself.

He asked Wan Yun, Diao Qi and Yuwen Tuo one by one, and all three of them expressed their objections to the proposal of "Chen's own choice". Shen Tianhao then strode towards Chen.

Compared with her exaggerated appearance, Ms. Chen herself was obviously more calm. When the three people in the audience were quarreling over her, Ms. Chen was able to remain unsmiling and stood motionless like a clay sculpture, as if the audience was constantly reporting.

Those huge prices have nothing to do with her.

Shen Tianhao stood with his hands behind his hands. He tilted his head and looked at this indifferent woman who was only as tall as his shoulders. He sighed softly and asked, "I wonder what Miss Chen's choice is?"

Needless to say, the people in the audience rolled their eyes collectively, those who did not choose Prince Xian’s Mansion were fools.

Mrs. Chen glanced at the three people under the high platform, and finally her eyes were fixed on Mo Qianran for a long time. She opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse, but it had strong penetrating power, like the billowing vastness.

In the desert, the sky is full of roaring yellow sand.

In just two sentences, the audience was shocked when the words were finished.

She said: "Only the strong deserve to have me... Whoever is strong, I will follow!"

The thick dust pavement could not hide Chen's sharp red and phoenix eyes. She had many hairpins on her head and was dressed in red and green. But the strength and toughness belonging to this woman were all conveyed to her through her eyes.

Thank you Mo Qianran.

Like the thousand-year-old icicles hanging upside down from the top of the sky, the slightest chill penetrates the flesh and blood of the body, seeping into the bones and blood. Her pride is as natural as engraved on her body, hair and skin.

So calm.
Chapter completed!
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