The monarch of the Daqi Kingdom is the king, and there are ten marquises under him, each of whom owns a province.
Every marquis is a prince of the Daqi Kingdom, and each of them has thousands of troops, large tracts of land and a lot of money.
The seven old men in this secret room are seven of the ten marquises of the Daqi Kingdom. Although they are old and weak, if the seven of them stamp their feet together, most of the Daqi Kingdom will tremble! Such seven powerful people
What do the old people do when they get together?
In the secret room, the old meeting was going on.
The seven marquises all held some colorful discs in their hands, like ignorant children or red-eyed gamblers, making exchanges.
"Four and a half."
Marquis Miwenlon counted four red discs and one green disc from his wrinkled palm and pushed them to the corner of the black tablecloth.
There is a family crest with an elk pattern.
The other six old marquises stared at the disc for a long time, then one after another reached out their hands and tapped it lightly on the table.
When it was Zhang Ning's turn, the old man's narrowed eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he grinned: "If you don't answer, I will!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his trembling palms and took the five discs into his palms.
"how long?"
Mi Wenlong took a deep breath and asked.
Zhang Ning whispered: "Tomorrow!"
"very good."
Mi Wenlong stopped talking and closed his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep.
Next came the Marquis Duhon, who also took out several discs of different colors and placed them in a corner of the tablecloth.
Some asked, some shook their heads, and some took the initiative.
The old men were conducting riddle-like transactions, but no one knew what they were trading.
Finally, it was Marquis Zhang Ning's turn. He held ten red discs and four green discs in his palm, and threw them all in the center of the black tablecloth.
There was a bloody lion there, with its fangs and claws showing, looking very majestic.
The expressions of the other six marquises changed slightly and they stared at Zhang Ning.
Mi Wenlong trembled: "What do you want?"
Zhang Ning's face turned slightly ferocious, and he said in a weak but clear voice: "Fate!"
"not enough."
The other six marquis said in unison.
Zhang Ning seemed to have been prepared, and he opened another palm, and dropped a dozen red discs, piling them on top of the bloody lion, almost burying it.
"It's still not enough."
Mi Wenlong shook his head and said.
"and this."
Zhang Ning reached out again, and this time what he took out was not a disc, but a cylinder.
Seeing the cylinder, the eyes of the other six marquises lit up.
Du Hong said: "I didn't expect that a stingy old man like you would be willing to spend such a big sum of money. Is it worth it?"
"Hehe, this old guy won't suffer any loss.
Killing that lion means the beginning of war.
By then, his family’s monopolized weapons business will definitely make huge profits! Whatever you pay now, you will earn back tenfold or a hundredfold in the future!”
Another marquis sneered.
"What a cunning old man."
Someone chuckled again.
However, although their eyes were shining as they looked at the cylinder, no one reached out to take it.
Because they all knew in their hearts that it was too dangerous to go against that bloody lion.
Zhang Ning sighed and said: "You are really a bunch of greedy guys!"
As he spoke, he reluctantly took out another object, this time it was a cone.
"I want it!"
The cone was just thrown on the table. Mi Wenlong immediately said, "No one can argue with me!"
Several other marquises also had salivating looks in their eyes, but after thinking for a moment, they all reached out and tapped lightly on the table to signal to give up.
In the end, all the cylinders, cones and discs belonged to Mi Wenlong. His mouth opened slightly and he said in a whisper: "I will give you an explanation for the poetry meeting in three days!"
...The new day started with the sound of birds chirping outside the window. Li Xuan stretched himself out of bed and staggered into the restaurant.
Housekeeper Ai Xiang was already waiting, and a sumptuous breakfast was ready. When she saw Li Xuan walking in, she immediately said attentively: "Li Xuan, come and have breakfast."
After Li Xuan sat down, she couldn't wait to ask: "How was yesterday?"
"It's okay, let's have a cup of tea together."
Li Xuan answered while chewing the sausage.
"Drink tea!"
Ai Xiang almost jumped up.
According to Ai Xiang's plan, as long as Li Xuan can get to know Luo Li and leave a little impression on her, it will be an extremely successful first step.
After that, she has a series of plans to gradually get the two people acquainted through various precision-designed links, and then comes the real pursuit stage.
As for the tea drinking aspect, Ai Xiang's plan is to schedule it at least ten days later, and that's assuming all aspects go smoothly.
But she never expected that before the design process came into effect, Li Xuan was already drinking tea with Ai Xiang! "How did you do that?"
Ai Xiang looked at Li Xuan blankly.
She knew that Li Xuan had amazing abilities in talisman formations, but she really didn't think that Li Xuan was also an expert in love.
Li Xuan recounted what happened yesterday and finally said: "We also made a bet to have a ring in a few days.
If she loses, she will be bullied by me."
"Let you bully me..." Ai Xiang kept her eyes silent and murmured again in a low voice.
Shouldn't this kind of words be said between very close lovers? Li Xuan and Luo Li have only known each other for a day, and they have already developed to this point?
If I had known that Luo Li was so easy to hook up with, why would she have designed so many steps? Ai Xiang really wanted to tear all her plans to shreds at this time! But she still held on to a glimmer of hope and said: "Are you sure Luo Li is not joking?
, maybe she just wanted to thank you for your help, but she probably didn’t mean that."
"I didn't mean that."
Li Xuan stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it.
"That's good..." For some reason, Ai Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.
She didn't want Li Xuan to progress too quickly at this time, otherwise wouldn't it mean that her helper was of no use at all?
At this moment, Zhang Wei with a beard hurried in and looked at Li Xuan with a strange look.
"What's wrong?"
Ai Xiang asked.
Zhang Weidao: "A person came outside and brought an invitation, inviting Li Xuan to have morning tea with him."
"who is it?"
Ai Xiang felt strange.
They were very low-key in Gaofuyuan and knew almost no one. How could anyone invite Li Xuan for morning tea?
"It's signed Luo Li."
Zhang Wei's face twitched a few times and he said in a deep voice.
"Lori!"
Ai Xiang almost fell off the chair.
I just had tea yesterday, and I couldn't wait to invite Li Xuan to have morning tea early this morning. Do you really want to be "bullied" by Li Xuan?