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Chapter 292 "Farce"
Seine family's young master Dupont's sudden outburst startled everyone present. All of the nobles in the capital who are loyal to the royal family cast an incredulous look at the young master of the Seine family. Some of them even nearly cursed out loud.
In the private room far away, Count Biliaibuer and Delan Mountain's demonic beast also had a heavy expression on their faces.
This young master was clearly competing with Duwei by bidding at this moment!
Under everyone's astonished and complicated gazes, the Holy Princess slowly walked upstairs. However, under everyone's watchful eyes, she went to the Seine family's private room and sat down with the young master, ignoring everyone's gazes.
Seeing the Saintess' posture, it seems that she and the young master are very close. Even Du Wei couldn't help but feel a little surprised …
The Saintess whispered something into Dupont's ear. Immediately, Dupont nodded and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Hey, I've already called out the price. If no one answers, then I'll take it as I've bought it, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged steward of the family behind him, who had been in a state of shock, finally came to his senses. His expression suddenly changed, and he looked at his young master in astonishment, saying in a low voice, "Young master! You can't do this! You! You can't do this! "
Dupont turned to look at the housekeeper and angrily said: "What did you say! Why do you care if I buy something?! "
The housekeeper's face was full of panic as he quickly whispered: "Young master! This thing … can't be bought casually … You … Sigh, you … If you do this, it will bring disaster to the family! When you return, the Marquis will be furious … "
"Nonsense!" Dupont rebuked: "Buying this thing is a good deed! Why would father scold me? "
The housekeeper was speechless. He was a sensible person and knew that this kind of thing shouldn't be touched. He didn't know why his ignorant young master would suddenly make such a move. This is clearly going against the royal family! This kind of thing is bound to be a disaster for the family!
His heart was anxious, but because there was a Saint beside him, he couldn't say anything. He could only anxiously say, "But Lord Marquis … Lord Marquis …"
"Father has been sick for many days. He has already told me about the rest of the matters and let me make the decision myself! Do I need you to interfere with what I buy? Bastard! "
Du Bang felt that he had lost face after being reprimanded by his subordinate in front of the Holy Maiden. His words were filled with anger as he shouted, "Ten million gold coins! I'm definitely buying this! Hey, the people below, why haven't you announced it yet?! "
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this private room. This kind of semi-open private room only had a railing in front. Whatever happened inside, everyone below could see clearly. In addition, their voices were loud, so everyone present could hear them clearly.
This steward was obviously an understanding person. Seeing his young master do such a thing, how could he not be shocked? Of course, he knew the weight of this auction item and the meaning behind it. Young Master's actions today were undoubtedly equivalent to bringing a calamity to the family! Although this young master was usually arrogant and willful, he had never done such a disgraceful thing.
He was a loyal person to the family. Seeing such a scene, he had to stop it no matter what. After making up his mind, he couldn't care less about offending the young master. He hurriedly rushed to the railing and shouted to Zach on the stage below, "Mr. Zach, the price just now doesn't count! The Sena family won't pay for this item. "
"Bastard!" Young Master Du Bang was suddenly furious. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, as a young master of the family, he was refuted by a steward in public. How could he not be ashamed and angry? He pointed at the steward and scolded, "Dirk! You're too presumptuous! You're just a small steward, what right do you … "
"Young master!" The steward's face was pale, but he firmly shook his head, "You're gravely mistaken in this matter. I absolutely won't allow you to bring this kind of calamity to the family! The marquis asked me to follow you to give you pointers. How can I stand by when you're about to get into trouble? "
"You …" Du Bang was enraged. He was an idiot to begin with. In his fury, he was speechless. After all, when his father asked this steward to follow him, he did mean to restrain him.
Suddenly, he heard a chuckle from the side. The veiled Saintess suddenly smiled charmingly. Her voice was clear and melodious as she leisurely said, "Hmm, Du Bang, it seems that the rules of the Sena family are indeed different from others. A steward's servant dares to interfere with his master's business."
Her words added fuel to the fire. Du Bang's face immediately turned purple. In his fury, he scolded, "Dirk! You're just a servant steward in my family! You're just a dog raised by the Sena family! You're rebelling today! "
After saying that, he actually ignored his status and raised his leg to kick the steward. The steward, Dirk, stepped aside with an anxious expression. He glared at the Saintess and could only suppress his anger as he said to Young Master Dupont, "Young Master, no matter what you say, I will definitely stop this matter today. You … Ah!"
Before he could finish, he cried out in pain. It turned out that young master Du Bang, seeing that he couldn't kick him, grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it at Dirk's face. The two were not far apart. Dirk was immediately hit in the head. The teacup shattered and his head was immediately bleeding.
Dupont's actions, which were beneath his dignity, caused the nobles below to frown. They looked at the young master with eyes that were filled with anger and disdain.
Steward Dirk held his forehead and blood flowed out from the gaps between his fingers. He took a step back and shouted, "Young master, if you insist on doing this, I have no choice. I can only go back and ask the marquis to come!"
With that, he shouted to the stage below, "Mr. Zach, our young master's auction is invalid. He's not the patriarch of the family. He can't afford ten million gold coins! He overstepped his authority and did this on his own. It doesn't count! I'll go back and ask the marquis to come! "
With that, he turned around and was about to leave the box. Du Bang was unable to restrain his anger. His face was ferocious. He suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it towards the steward's back.
He actually flashed his dagger. The people below who were watching carefully suddenly exclaimed in a low voice. Duwei, who was beside him, also frowned.
The first rule of this auction house was that no matter who came to participate in the auction, they were not allowed to bring any weapons. Everyone knew this rule. However, it was always to guard against a gentleman but not a villain. After all, everyone who came here was of noble status. How could the guards search them one by one?
Seeing Young Master Dupont's dagger stabbing towards him, Steward Dirk was also very agile. When he heard the cries of alarm from below, he knew that things weren't going well. He hurriedly dodged to the side, but the dagger was sharp and cut his shoulder, causing blood to flow out.
Du Bang's face was full of murderous aura. The dagger in his hand was stained with blood. Seeing that his stab missed, he went up and kicked the steward down. He waved his hand and stabbed again while cursing: "You dog! Who told you not to listen to me! "
Seeing that the steward's life was about to end, Du Wei coldly snorted. Across the box, he raised his hand and flicked it. With a whoosh sound, a fireball immediately came out of his fingertip and hit the wrist of young master Du Bang. The young master was burned by the fireball and immediately felt pain. His hand loosened and the dagger fell to the ground. However, he still covered his wrist and screamed.
Du Wei's fireball was very powerful. After it hit the young master's wrist, the sparks splashed on his clothes. Suddenly, several parts of his clothes were burned. This young master Du Bang was in pain and fear. He screamed again and again.
On the other hand, Manager Dirk, who was lying on the ground, was a loyal person. Although he was cut by the young master, he quickly got up. Ignoring the pain from his wound, he threw himself onto the young master's body and hit him repeatedly, extinguishing the flames.
In the distance, Count Biliaibuer and De Lanshan looked at each other in dismay as they watched this farce. Both of them knew that the Marquis of the Sai Na family has always been old and prudent. Although he's not a loyal member of the royal family, he wouldn't stir up this kind of trouble. He's always been wise to protect himself and would never get involved in this kind of trouble.
This young master Du Bang's actions were definitely not incited by his father! I'm afraid … …
Looking at the intimate appearance of the Saintess Princess and the young master Du Bang, both of them thought: Is this a honey trap?
At this moment, a few attendants of the auction house finally rushed forward, opened the door of the box, rushed in, and pulled the two people apart.
Once the fire on young master Dupont's body was extinguished, he angrily punched at Steward Dirk. He didn't feel guilty for injuring this loyal servant, nor did he feel grateful for the servant's help in extinguishing the fire on his body. Instead, he became more and more furious, thinking that it was all because of this servant's disobedience that he made such a big fool of himself. This punch landed on Dirk's nose, causing it to bleed. Poor steward Dirk, who was injured on top of his injuries, cried out in pain as he retreated. His eyes were full of disappointment and disappointment as he looked at the young master Du Bang.
Du Bang used all his strength to shake off the attendants holding him. Turning to Zach on the stage below, he shouted: "What are you waiting for?! If no one bids, then this thing belongs to me! "
Standing on top of the stage, Zach watched the farce unfold in front of him. Instead, he relaxed and glanced at his Duke from afar. Seeing the indifferent look on Du Wei's face, Zach knew his master had an idea so he didn't say anything.
Du Wei sneered in his heart. He slowly stood up and stood in front of the railing of the box. Across the railing, he smiled warmly at young master Du Bang: "Hello, young master Du Bang. I would like to ask you, are you determined to obtain this item? "
Du Bang looked at Du Wei, not bothering to hide the hostility in his eyes. He heavily snorted: "Your Excellency the Duke, of course I'm determined to obtain this item."
As he spoke, he lowered his head to look at the Saintess beside him.
Just now, although the attendants of the auction house had rushed into the box to calm the farce, and separated the young master and his attendant, the Saintess' status was different. She was the Saintess of the Shrines, and also a princess. No one dared to touch her, and could only stand by her side.
Du Wei looked carefully. This young master Du Bang originally had a fierce expression, but when he looked at the Saintess, his eyes immediately became warm and fiery. He didn't even try to hide the adoration in them.
Du Wei narrowed his eyes, and turned his gaze to the Saintess. The Saintess was also sizing up Du Wei. When their eyes met, they both smiled coldly.
"Very good." Du Wei nodded, and then sighed. He pointed at the young master: "Mistakes aren't terrible. What's terrible is ignorance. I feel sorry for you. "
Then he turned to the crowd below and loudly said: "Honored guests, as the owner of this place, I declare that due to the special situation that just occurred, the auction will be temporarily suspended."
Du Bang suddenly jumped up and angrily said: "Why are you doing this!"
Du Wei smiled faintly: "Because I said it."
His face gradually turned cold, and his voice spread throughout the audience: "If anyone thinks I'm not qualified, you can stand up and speak."
Naturally, no one from the imperial family objected. As for those from the south, after a few words, someone seemed to want to speak. But when they met Du Wei's cold eyes, they couldn't help but tremble!
Du Wei had been in the Northwest for two years. He had killed people with his eyes, and he had already cultivated a murderous aura. When this murderous aura was revealed, who would dare to look him in the eye?
"Your Excellency the Duke." The Saintess suddenly smiled and said: "Your way of doing things is somewhat unjust for the Tulip Auction House."
She stood up easily and looked at Du Wei across the railing. Her voice was soft, and there was no trace of fear in her cold eyes. She leisurely said: "I've long heard that the Tulip Auction House is the most impartial. But today's order seems to be somewhat inconsistent with your purpose here."
Du Wei sneered and turned to look at the woman: "It seems that Your Highness the Saintess has some objections to my decision?"
The Saintess stood up and saluted Du Wei from afar. Then she slowly said: "Young Master Du Bang's servants were disobedient and offended their superiors. This is their family's private matter. Now that the matter has been settled, the auction should naturally continue. Don't tell me … because Your Excellency the Duke wants to participate in the auction, you can change the rules at will? Oh … I almost forgot. After all, you are the owner of this place. "
Du Wei didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed: "So Your Highness is accusing me of being unfair. That's good. There are so many distinguished old and new friends here. My Tulip Auction House's reputation cannot be casually criticized. "
After a pause, he slowly said: "Your Highness, if you want fairness, then I will give you fairness!"
At this point, Du Wei's face suddenly sank. His whole body naturally exuded a kind of majestic aura. He shouted in a deep voice: "Where are the auction house's gatekeepers? Get in here! "
As soon as his voice fell, two people wearing the Tulip Auction House's attendant uniform rushed in. They faced Du Wei's box on the second floor and knelt on one knee.
"Are you two today's gatekeepers?" Du Wei's eyes were cold.
The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "… Yes."
"Good." Du Wei nodded. He gently tapped the railing with his finger and slowly said: "Let me ask you. What is the fourth rule of the auction house?"
The two men's faces changed. The one on the left was pale and didn't dare to speak. The one on the right gathered his courage and said: "Sir … the fourth rule of the auction house is: Once the auction starts, the door will be closed. During the auction, no one is allowed to enter. Even if you have an admission ticket, it will be invalid!"
"Humph! You are quite familiar with it. " Du Wei's tone was gloomy: "Then let me ask you. Why was there someone who could enter when the auction was already halfway through?"
The one on the right raised his head and looked at Du Wei from afar. With an awkward expression, he stammered: "Master … Because … Because …"
"What are you stammering for? As a member of the Tulip Family, don't you know how to speak? " Du Wei raised his eyebrows. The person below felt Du Wei's murderous gaze. He quickly braced himself and shouted: "Master! Because the person who came is Her Highness the Saintess, we did not dare to stop her. "
"Because of her high status, you did not dare to stop her?!" Du Wei's face became more and more ugly. However, he was secretly laughing. His mouth was angry: "Inside the auction house, you must abide by the rules here! Expired tickets will not be served! This is the rule that has been set since the beginning of the auction house! No matter the identity of the person, no matter if they have an admission ticket, once the auction starts, the door will be closed! No entry or exit! As guards, you broke the most basic rule at will! What do you think this place is?! My auction house's rules treat everyone equally. No matter how high or low your status is, everyone who participates in the auction must abide by the rules of the game. The highest bidder wins! Since when did my standards change to the level of a noble's rank?! If it was based on status, then what is the point of auctioning?! "
The one who spoke was quick-witted. He quickly lowered his head and shouted: "Master! Yes, we were wrong! We are willing to accept the punishment! "
Du Wei's face became slightly better. He coldly said: "From today onwards, you do not need to be the guards of the auction house anymore. Go and receive ten lashes each!"
The two guards nodded repeatedly and scrambled out of the room.
Du Wei's voice was stern. No one in the audience dared to interrupt at this time. Du Wei first punished his own subordinates. Everyone felt that his method was fair. Then Du Wei turned his head and looked at the Saintess in the next room. He coldly said: "Your Highness, my subordinates have broken the rules and I have punished them. However, you entering the auction house midway today is something that I absolutely will not allow. Although your status is noble, business is business. I only look at the price, not the status … … "
The Saintess was angry and could not help but say with dissatisfaction: "Duke Tulip, do you want to drive me out?"
Du Wei laughed and said: "You are the Saintess of the Shrines, and also a princess. Although I have broken the rules here, you rarely come here. I presume you do not know the rules here. It is the guards who are at fault. How would I dare to drive someone of your status out? "
When he said this, the Saintess's eyes were a little relieved. But then she heard Du Wei say: "But … …"
"But what?" The Saintess frowned.
It was not the first time she and Du Wei went against each other. Two years ago, the two first confronted each other at the slave market. At that time, Du Wei cleverly made her look bad. Of course, she remembered it clearly. Knowing that the Duke of the Tulip Family was cunning, her heart suddenly became vigilant.
"Your Highness, since you are here today, you must have a ticket in your hand."
The Saintess coldly said: "Of course I have."
"Good." Du Wei nodded. His voice became even more gentle, but it only made the Saintess' heart uneasy. Du Wei continued to smile: "It's just that your highness probably isn't clear about the rules here. Although you have a ticket, but these tickets can only allow you to sit in the lower seats. You cannot enter the upper rooms."
"You!" The Saintess suddenly became angry. But in an instant, she suppressed her anger. Her voice became soft and charming: "Why is the Duke of the Tulip Family so stingy? Moreover, this is Young Master Du Pont's private room. There is nothing wrong with him inviting me up. "
"Business is business." Du Wei shook his head: "First of all, you are of noble status. Coming to my place is already giving me a lot of face. But after all, a country has its laws and a family has its rules. Although you have a noble status, which one of the guests who can come to my place isn't a person of great status? Although you are a Saintess and a Princess, you cannot break my rules. Otherwise, if word got out that as long as you are a princess and have a noble title, you can sit in my VIP seats without spending a single copper coin, then if word got out in the future, my business wouldn't be able to do any more business! There are more than a dozen private rooms here. Anyone who can come here has spent a lot of money. Since they have spent money, then they are Du Wei's customers. If other people have to spend money to enjoy it, but you don't have to spend money to get it … then it's too unfair to my customers who spend money. Am I right, everyone? "
When this question was asked, all the guests who were loyal to the Prince Regent loudly agreed.
Although the Saintess's face was covered with a veil, her expression was certainly not good at the moment.
The idiot Young Master of the Seine family shouted angrily: "Du Wei! This room belongs to my family. Since I invited Verona here, then this room was reserved by my family. What right do you have to kick her out?! "
Du Wei's eyes abruptly shot towards this young master and snorted loudly. He had killed countless people in the Northwest, so naturally, he had cultivated a powerful aura. With just a snort and glare, this young master Du Pont immediately felt his legs go soft and his whole body turn cold.
"Dupont Seine." Du Wei directly called him by his name and said coldly: "Remember your status! Although you are the son of Marquis Seine, you have no title. You are just a commoner! Do you think you have the right to call the Duke of the Tulip Family by my name? Who do you think you are? "
These two words immediately made Dupont's face turn red, but he did not dare say anything in the face of Du Wei's murderous aura.
In the aristocratic circle, etiquette was the most important thing. Only very close friends would call each other by their names in private. In public, it was generally necessary to use honorifics. Otherwise, it would be considered a breach of etiquette. Just now, Dupont actually called Du Wei by his name out of anger, which was a great breach of etiquette. Although Du Wei's two sarcastic words were harsh, no one felt that it was Du Wei's fault.
"Also, Sir Dupont Seine. My rule here is that no one is allowed to carry a weapon in the auction house. You are a regular here and I am sure you are aware of this rule. Also ….. Not only did you bring a weapon in, you also openly injured people. What do you think my auction house is? Do you think it is your own backyard? "
Du-Wei's voice became more and more feminine, but this Du-Pont could feel the chill in Du-Wei's eyes and became more and more afraid.
"I am very sorry because you have violated the membership rules here and have done something that is beneath your dignity. From now on, I will withdraw your VIP membership from the Seine Family. Now, please leave the box with your entourage. In order to show my respect to your father, Marquis Seine, I will send someone to return the money your father used to reserve this box. "
Looking at the two strong attendants of the auction house, the idiot young master wanted to show his power, but he was already dragged out. His steward, Dirk, bowed deeply to Du Wei from afar. His eyes were full of gratitude as he wiped the blood off his face and followed out.
Count Biliaibuer and Delanshan looked at each other with the same thought in their mind: The Seine Family is in big trouble! Marquis Seine has always been a steady man. Who would have thought that in his old age, he would be dragged down by such an idiot son?
Seeing that Dupont was taken out, the Saintess naturally couldn't stay in the box. But then she rolled her eyes and smiled: "Duke Tulip, do you really want me to go downstairs?"
Du-Wei laughed and said, "Rules can't be broken. It is reasonable to say that a VIP in the box can invite others in. But this young master Dupont is no longer qualified … Hmm, if Your Highness doesn't mind the coarseness here, please come into my box to rest. "
The Saintess smiled and her voice became softer as she slightly bowed: "How can the Duke's box be coarseness? Thank you for your invitation."
After saying that, she actually moved to Du Wei's box. The attendant behind Du Wei quickly opened the door to let her in. As if nothing had happened, the Saintess casually took the seat next to Du Wei.
Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The Crown Prince and his daughter are both easy to deal with.
"Well, everyone, the matter has been resolved. Let's continue the auction."
After Du Wei's announcement, the Saintess of Dupont was left speechless. However, he saw that young master Dupont, who was being led out, cast a venomous look at him before he left the room.
He didn't say anything, but the Saintess next to him seemed to smile and whispered: "Oh, Your Excellency, it seems that you have offended someone today."
Du Wei curled his lip and lightly said: "Offending people is something that can't be avoided. However, offending an ignorant idiot wasn't a big deal. Mistakes are not terrible, ignorance is terrible. "
"Your Excellency is indeed clever." The Saintess blinked and deliberately smiled: "But Your Excellency, aren't you afraid of offending me?"
Du-Wei chuckled, looked at her and asked, "Oh? Your Highness, have I offended you? "
"Of course not." The Saintess' voice was very relaxed: "You invited me to sit in your box. I can't thank you enough."
The two of them looked at each other. Obviously, they each had their own ulterior motives, but they were smiling sweetly and looking at each other amiably.
On the other hand, the attendant behind Du Wei was frightened and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Good heavens, this big shot is really not simple. Our Duke looked like he wanted to kill someone just now, but now he's smiling so beautifully …
The rest of the auction didn't have too many twists and turns. Those mysterious guests from the south tried their best to compete with Du Wei, but in the end, Du Wei still "bought" the Pope's decree for the price of sixteen million gold coins.
Sixteen million gold coins ah … Du Wei felt his heart ache, but he still had some doubts in his heart: The Shrines' scheme was broken so easily? Something doesn't seem right.
According to the rules, after the auction, there should be a public inspection of the goods. But Du Wei was the owner of the auction house, so he easily skipped this step (there was no goods to be inspected anyway). As for the Saintess, she sat in the same box as Du Wei and didn't give Du Wei any more trouble. She just sat next to Du Wei and talked with Du Wei. Although she was wearing a veil, her bearing was excellent. She had a graceful figure and a soft voice. She had a charm of her own. Sitting next to Du Wei, a delicate fragrance came from time to time. Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. No wonder that boy Du Bang fell for her beauty. This Saintess really did have some skill.
At the end of the auction, everyone wanted to say goodbye to Du Wei. However, Villa and De Lanshan didn't say anything. They just gave Du Wei a wink before leaving. As for the other guests, they also felt that this trip was worth it. Some of them knew that Du Wei would definitely go see Prince Son, so they took the opportunity to convey their loyalty to the Regent to Du Wei. After exchanging greetings for a while, the princess was the last one to leave.
Before she left, she suddenly looked back at Du Wei and whispered with a smile: "Hmm, Duke, tell me, is the Xieni faction better? Or is the Mosa faction better? "
With that, she didn't wait for Du Wei's reply and left with a gentle smile.
Du Wei stood there with a dignified look on his face.
(Author's Note: Today's update is early enough. I know everyone is unhappy waiting until the evening to update, so I will do my best to satisfy everyone. If it is within my power, I will try my best to bring forward the update.
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