As the servant spoke, he used his hands to rub the patterns on the wooden box. His eyes shone brightly and he looked like he was unwilling to part with the box.
Fang Zhengzhi looked at the servant who was on the verge of tears and looked at him in disdain. He had stopped using such tricks a few years ago!
Wasn't he just trying to raise the price?
"Since you are so reluctant, I don't want it anymore!" After saying that, Fang Zhengzhi turned around and left without looking at the wooden box.
The manservant, who was rubbing the wooden box, was dumbfounded.
"Hey, Young Master! Please stay, this treasure is only suitable for a handsome man like you. It would be a waste for it to be placed in the hands of a person like me! "The servant immediately shouted when he saw that Fang Zhengzhi was about to leave.
"You want to give it to me?" Fang Zhengzhi turned to look at the servant and smiled.
"Cough …" The servant coughed and said, "Young Master, do you want to take a look at this treasure before you decide if you want it or not?"
"Alright!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded and turned back. Then, he added, "However, I am very busy. Hurry up!"
"Yes, yes, yes …" The servant nodded.
This time, he did not dawdle. Instead, he gently pressed the button on the wooden box. Soon, the wooden box automatically opened from the inside.
"Eh? This box is not bad. "Fang Zhengzhi twitched his mouth but he did not show it.
The wooden box opened.
A faint green light shone from the wooden box.
Fang Zhengzhi took a look and his eyes lit up.
There was indeed a bow in the wooden box. Furthermore, it was an extremely exquisite bow. It was jade green and was carved with all sorts of cloud patterns. He did not know what material it was made of.
The most important thing was the bowstring.
Furthermore, it was covered in extremely tiny black scales. There was a faint silk-like luster flowing on those tiny scales, and the luster was restrained.
Fang Zhengzhi did not know what material the bowstring was made of. However, he was almost certain that the bowstring alone was worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.
How could a bow that matched this bowstring be made of inferior material?
Good bow!
Fang Zhengzhi rubbed his hands together. He took the bow out of the wooden box.
It was cold to the touch and extremely heavy.
It was a hard bow.
"Young Master, how is it? Is it a good treasure?" The servant looked at Fang Zhengzhi as he picked up the bow. A look of anticipation appeared on his face.
"Very good!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded in satisfaction.
"Young Master, you are indeed a knowledgeable person. This bow of mine was passed down from my ancestors. Back then, everyone in the Great Xia Dynasty knew about it …"
"Just tell me how much you want to sell it for. I have already said that I am very busy." Fang Zhengzhi waved his hand and interrupted the servant.
Of course, he knew what the servant was going to say next.
It was nothing more than how great the history of this bow was, which general had it been in the hands of, and what great achievements it had achieved.
However, to Fang Zhengzhi, these things were nothing. It was useless.
In fact, the moment he displayed a satisfied expression, the outcome had already been decided. As such, there was no need to waste any more time.
"Since Young Master knows what it is, I will not say anymore. What do you think of this price?" The servant opened his palm and waved five fingers in front of Fang Zhengzhi.
"Sure!" Fang Zhengzhi nodded.
"Young master is indeed a straightforward person!" The servant looked at Fang Zhengzhi and nodded. A joyful expression immediately appeared on his face.
"Of course." Fang Zhengzhi took the wooden box from the servant's hands and placed the Sun Shooting Bow back into the box.
The servant rubbed his hands together anxiously, his eyes glimmering.
However …
When he took the five copper coins from Fang Zhengzhi's hands. The originally bright radiance also seemed to have been struck by lightning, becoming charred black.
"I'm leaving!" Fang Zhengzhi stuffed the wooden box into the Heart Protection Mirror and turned to leave.
"Young Master, Young Master!" The servant was panicking.
"I told you I am busy!" Fang Zhengzhi continued to walk without looking back. He increased his speed and disappeared in a puff of smoke ….
The servant was left standing at the entrance of the alley.
"Five … five copper coins?! I said five hundred thousand! "The servant looked at the five copper coins in his hands. Then, he looked at the spot where Fang Zhengzhi disappeared, his face filled with disbelief.
He stood there in a daze for a full 15 minutes before he regained his senses.
Then, the corner of the manservant's eyes became wet. He cried out in pain for a while and rolled on the ground a few times. Finally, he wiped his muddy hands on his face.
Mixed with the tears on her face, it immediately became a big flowery face.
Then, the servant lowered his head and walked slowly down the street. He sighed as he walked, almost as if his mother had died.
Behind the servant, a figure was leisurely taking small steps.
It was none other than Fang Zhengzhi.
"Your acting skills are so-so. If not for the fact that your voice was so loud, I would have believed you!" Fang Zhengzhi smirked.
He did not believe that there was a free lunch in the world.
Since ancient times, it was unknown how many famous and refined scholars had been suddenly hit by this kind of trap, and their heads immediately fell to the ground, their bodies sinking into chaos.
A treasure of this level appearing in the hands of such a lowly servant was already an extremely strange thing. Furthermore, this servant did not have any skills at all, yet he dared to lure Fang Zhengzhi into such a secluded alley to do business.
Wasn't he trying to seduce Fang Zhengzhi into betraying him?
Most importantly, that completely defenseless and naive expression on his face was simply too fake.
Fang Zhengzhi rubbed his money pouch painfully. In order for the servant to continue acting, he had given up five copper coins.
"I'd like to see what kind of background this servant has!" Fang Zhengzhi followed the servant through the streets of the capital. Before long, the servant arrived at the entrance of a teahouse.
The teahouse was built from a type of red wood. It had an antique feel to it. At the top of the teahouse, there was a red plaque. Three words were written on it.
Fragrance Restaurant!
The servant paused at the entrance of the teahouse and looked around. After confirming that no one was watching, he blended into the crowd.
Fang Zhengzhi waited for the servant to enter before following him in.
However …
He had underestimated the number of customers in the Fragrance Restaurant.
In the blink of an eye, the servant disappeared. The servant then disappeared without a trace, leaving Fang Zhengzhi looking left and right in the main hall of the teahouse.
"What would you like to order, sir?" A young waiter approached Fang Zhengzhi as soon as he saw him.
"Just a pot of tea." Fang Zhengzhi waved him off and continued to look for the servant.
"Alright. However, you might have to wait for a while. It is time for morning tea and the seats in the Fragrance Restaurant are limited. Would you like to take a seat at the side? "The waiter greeted Fang Zhengzhi warmly and pointed to a corner of the teahouse.
Fang Zhengzhi was slightly taken aback. He followed the waiter's gaze and quickly realized that in a corner of the teahouse, there were more than ten young masters dressed in luxurious robes sitting in a row.
"F * ck me, what is this place? Why do I have to queue? "
Fang Zhengzhi had seen a lot of things. He had always been calm and collected. He looked around casually and soon found a small wooden stick in an elegant position. It was obviously used in the teahouse for positioning in advance.
"Actually, I have already chosen a spot!" Fang Zhengzhi said as he walked towards the elegant spot. However, at this moment, he saw a shadow from the corner of his eye.
The shadow disappeared in a flash. It was at the staircase leading upstairs.
Of course, Fang Zhengzhi knew that the shadow was the servant who had disappeared. He changed his direction and dashed towards the staircase.
"Sigh. Upstairs is a private room, you can't just barge in... "The waiter was stunned when he saw Fang Zhengzhi rush towards the staircase.
Fang Zhengzhi ignored the waiter.
He rushed up the staircase. Then. Very soon, he saw the servant's back again. He was actually rushing towards the third floor.
"The third floor?" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up.
The business of the Fragrance Restaurant was good. Anyone who could enjoy morning tea on the third floor would not be an ordinary person. It seemed like... There was something wrong with this servant.
Fang Zhengzhi did not think too much about it.
He just wanted to give the mastermind of the servant a huge surprise. For example, he wanted to jump out and shout, "Oh my, it's you!"
What would he gain from scaring the mastermind?
Fang Zhengzhi had not considered that.
Since he had nothing better to do, he might as well treat it as a fun morning.
Of course, Fang Zhengzhi would never return the Sun Shooting Bow to the servant. As for the servant's accusation? He was not worried about that. He had no evidence, what was there to be afraid of?
He could just deny it even if he was beaten to death.
Very quickly, Fang Zhengzhi arrived at the third floor of the Fragrance Restaurant. There was a small wooden sign on the door that faced the east.
There were four words, "Rising Sun" written on it.
...
The Ninth Prince had never felt such despair before. No matter how hard he tried to please Ping Yang, Ping Yang didn't budge at all.
She refused to lend it to him.
When he thought of the hunting grounds the next day, he felt like breaking a tofu.
As the Ninth Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, Lin Yun had spent most of his time in the capital. He did not care about politics, politics, or military affairs. He was a carefree prince.
However, he was still a prince.
He still had an innate advantage, especially when he had no intention of fighting for power. Many things would coincidentally fall into his hands.
For example, the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion.
This was the present that Crown Prince Lin Tianrong had given to him on his 20th birthday. This was something that everyone in the court knew about. Because, Crown Prince Lin Tianrong had reminded him in front of Emperor Lin Mubai that he must treat this colt well. In the future, he would be able to charge into the enemy lines and make great contributions to the Empire.
Because of this, Emperor Lin Mubai had personally praised Crown Prince Lin Tianrong for being the eldest son. In the future, he must maintain this precious brotherly bond.
However...
It was obvious that the Ninth Prince did not understand the Crown Prince's intentions.
After obtaining the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion, he dominated the stables and became one of the top archers in the Yan Capital. With the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion, he gained the nickname of "Little Dark Dragon" in the Yan Capital.
Even though he did not know much about politics...
In terms of hunting and horsemanship, the Ninth Prince was one of the best in the capital.
But now...
The Little Black Dragon's Dark Dragon Stallion was nowhere to be seen.
If news of this got out, all the nobles and nobles would laugh at him. Without the Dark Dragon Stallion, how could he still be called the Little Black Dragon?
"Good sister, lend me the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion for a day and I'll give you half of the rewards. How about that?" The Ninth Prince begged as he looked at Ping Yang.
"Half? I don't care! "Ping Yang shook her head in disdain.
"I'll give it all to you, I'll give it all to you. As long as you let me ride the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion to the hunting grounds tomorrow, I will give up all the rewards!" The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth and took out his trump card.
"No way!" Ping Yang rejected again.
"Sister, what do you want? If you ask, I will give you everything I have. How about that? "The Ninth Prince was exasperated.
He wanted to use force, but Ping Yang was stronger than him.
In that case, he could only show weakness. In order to protect his title as the Little Oolong, he had no choice but to show weakness.
"It's not impossible for me to borrow you for a day, but you have to give me something." Ping Yang's lips curled into a smile when he saw Lin Yun's tearful expression.
"What is it? Just tell me. I will send someone to retrieve it immediately!" Ninth Prince Lin Yun was overjoyed when he heard that there was a chance.
"It's nothing important. You can give it to me now." Ping Yang smiled.
"Sister, please tell me." The Ninth Prince was curious.
This time, he had only brought some snacks and a jade pendant passed down by the Taizu. He really didn't bring anything else.
"As long as you write down a receipt and stamp it with your fingerprint, it will be fine."
"Contract?"
"Yes, just write that you sold the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion to me for 10,000 silvers." Ping Yang winked at the Ninth Prince as she spoke.
"Sell... sell it to you?! No! Absolutely not! "Ninth Prince Lin Yun's expression changed drastically, and he rejected the offer without any hesitation.
Even though the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion was in Ping Yang's hands and Ping Yang had swallowed Chi Guyan's letter of agreement, there was no evidence left.
However, the Ninth Prince knew.
Once Chi Guyan came down from the Heaven Dao Pavilion and returned to Flame Capital City, the Purple Lightning Dragon Stallion would return to him.
The reason was simple. Ping Yang would never disobey Chi Guyan.
However, if he wrote down the contract now...
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