Chapter 177 [You sweep the altar, I pour the toilet]
Chapter 177 [You clean the altar, I empty the toilet]
Does anyone really dare to stir up trouble?
Who dares to seek death and raise a price at a time like this that Gu Luo doesn't dare to offend? Isn't this a blatant provocation?
The crowd immediately parted automatically, revealing the appearance of the guy standing at the end who spoke.
A tall and thin man, with a face as cold as a rock, as if he didn't care about anything. His eyes were actually a rare gray color...
But when everyone saw what he was wearing, they all took a breath!
This guy is wearing a robe. Judging from the style of the robe, he should be a servant, but there is a logo clearly embroidered on his robe...
Everyone is very familiar with this symbol! Because it is the symbol of the temple!
A clergyman?
When Fatty Guluo heard someone making trouble at this time, he suddenly became furious and was about to get angry. He turned around and saw the person bidding. His original roar reached his throat, but he quickly shrank back!
Of the temple?
He doesn't dare to provoke me!
What's more important is that this guy in temple service is obviously just a servant, and behind him, a large area of the originally crowded square has become empty at some point.
A carriage pulled by two snow-white horses stopped at the end of the crowd. There were several waiters around the carriage with serious expressions, wearing royal robes, but with badges representing the temple on their chests.
A light gauze hangs down from the window of the carriage, and above the window sill, a small, crystal clear hand rests on it so casually, even every fingertip is extremely delicate and delicate.
Gu Luo, who was hanging out in the imperial capital, certainly recognized this carriage. He only glanced at it, and the cold sweat that had just faded from his forehead immediately broke out again. He looked back at Du Wei, and then at the carriage.
There was an extremely embarrassed expression on his face.
Du Wei, on the other hand, was looking at the carriage with squinted eyes.
Because Du Wei had also seen this carriage!! And not long ago, it was at the entrance of the palace!
The daughter of the late eldest prince who died in rebellion, serves as a saint in the temple. As a direct relative of the royal family, she is willing to enter the temple to serve the gods!
Just like last time, Du Wei stood there and clearly felt that there seemed to be a set of eyes looking at him through the gauze in the car window.
Last time at the entrance of the palace, the other party seemed to be peeking at me in the carriage, and he is also looking at her now... So that means she clearly recognizes herself, but...
Humph...it seems like it was directed at me on purpose!
Du Wei smiled and glanced at Sandy: "Can people from the temple also buy slaves?"
This clever boy was already a little stupid at this moment, and he stammered: "It seems... there is."
Frankly speaking, Du Wei didn't want to fight with anyone. But the other party was obviously coming for him. Knowing his identity, he still openly provoked him...
If it was just for a few slaves, Du Wei might just laugh it off and leave.
But since the other party is deliberately provoking, why should I endure it, young master?
"One hundred gold coins." Du Wei continued to quote without batting an eyelid.
The servant walked to the carriage and whispered a word. Then, as if he had received an order from the owner of the carriage, a hint of astonishment appeared on his originally indifferent expression. Then he coughed and said: "One hundred... one hundred."
Zero one gold coin.”
Du Wei smiled. This time it was a sneer!
"two hundred!"
"Two hundred and one." The servant seemed to think that this approach was a bit too vindictive.
Du Wei had already narrowed his eyes: "Three hundred."
"Three hundred...and one gold coin."
The slave trader above had sweat pouring down his face. Originally, the higher the price, the better. But now it seems that both parties are well-connected people. This money... may be too hot to handle!
Du Wei has already bid 500.
He is not out of pure grudge, but to save face. Otherwise, if word spreads that the young Duke was humiliated by the saint in the temple in public, then his reputation in the aristocratic circle will also be affected in the future.
influence.
The people around, even the stupidest guys, could see that something was wrong. The crowds in the originally crowded square had already been separated, and there was an open space in the middle. Only Du Wei, Gu Luo, and the people from the temple were there.
It is particularly eye-catching in the open space.
At this time, Du Wei was absolutely unwilling to back down! He was not willing to do anything that would cause him to lose face in public.
This is not because Du Wei is reckless. But since the other party is deliberately provocative, he cannot retreat!
Otherwise, even if you retreat today, the other party will still continue to cause trouble for you in the future! Why not just break up today to avoid the trouble of covering up!
When the price reached one thousand gold coins, the other party suddenly stopped talking.
On the quiet square, a long and leisurely voice suddenly came from the carriage. The voice was very delicate, but it did not have the charm of a woman, but it had a hint of indifference: "Since the Duke is not willing to give up, then forget it.
...Well, originally I just took a fancy to the young man on the altar and thought he was very clean and could just clean the altar for me."
Duke?
As soon as these words came out, many people immediately understood Du Wei's identity!
There was a young grand duke recently born in the imperial capital. He made a big splash on the day of the coup. He was also a powerful and talented magician. Who doesn't know this?
This time, the people around looked at Du Wei with much more awe.
The voice in the carriage seemed to smile, but it was very calm, and then said slowly: "Your Majesty, since you are so insistent, I have no choice but to give in."
After saying that, the other party was obviously about to leave, and Du Wei suddenly said loudly: "Your Highness the Saint."
His title was a bit nondescript, but since the other person was both a saint and a princess, it was not unfair to call her His Highness.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty the Duke, do you have any other instructions?" The saint in the carriage spoke calmly.
"Since you want to clean the altar, I can send you a few people there another day, but this young man is also my favorite, and he may be of great use."
"Oh?" The Saint originally felt that she had given the young Duke a hard time, and she was a little proud. After hearing this, she became curious again and couldn't help but ask: "Is the Duke going to let this young Duke suffer?"
Will the boy be your magic apprentice?"
"No." Du Wei laughed, and then deliberately said loudly: "My family happens to be short of a servant who can empty the toilet for me."
In my opinion, the person who cleans your altar is only qualified to empty my toilet!
Everyone heard what Du Wei meant. Many people couldn't help but want to laugh, but at this time, who would dare?
The saint was silent for a long time, and then her voice finally showed a hint of anger, and she whispered: "Let's go!"
Watching the carriage go away, Ruolin couldn't help but whisper: "Master, are you a little vindictive? A thousand gold coins..."
Du Wei shook his head, his voice was serious, and he said calmly: "A thousand gold coins will buy Her Majesty the Holy Virgin to eat in public. I think this business is very good. If possible, I would rather spend a thousand gold coins every day to watch this lady."
The saint eats and chokes up in front of me every day. It’s not like I can’t afford it, young master.”
After a pause, his fox tail was exposed, and he smiled slyly: "Besides, do you think I really have to spend a thousand gold coins? Huh, these slaves, how can they be worth a thousand gold coins? Even a fool could see it just now
We are trying to trick each other. Now, this slave trader should know my identity. Under such circumstances, he dares to sell these slaves to me for a high price of one thousand gold coins? Humph, even if I am willing to pay one thousand gold coins
Does he dare to accept the gold coins?"
Sure enough, what happened next was not beyond Du Wei's expectation. The slave trader cautiously sent someone to deliver the sign to Ruolin. When Ruolin wanted to pay, the other party said with fear: This is for the Duke.
A small gift, my master said, if he had known that the Duke's house was short of manpower, he would personally send a group of the best slaves to honor the Duke tomorrow!
Gu Luo next to him saw this and couldn't help but sigh:
Who said that the Duke was being reckless and vindictive?
Look! It didn’t cost even a single copper, but the saintess ate it in front of everyone!
Now that his identity was exposed, Du Wei felt that thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at him, and it was really pointless to continue shopping like this.
As he was preparing to leave with Ruolin, he walked through the slave market. Originally, the "official slave shop" next to it was the biggest purpose of Du Wei's trip, but at this moment, he was not in the mood to continue shopping. Just as he was about to leave,
Suddenly, I heard a high-pitched voice coming from the high platform of the Guannufang.
"Duwei! Master Duwei! Lord Duke! Please buy me! Buy me!!"