The most romantic little emperor

In the elegant box, Qin Yun's eyes were like ice, fixed on Cui Xiong's unscrupulous and almost arrogant face. He couldn't help but feel an indescribable pity in his heart, and was secretly sad for Zheng Zhiruo's situation.

He snorted, his tone full of displeasure and disdain: "This Cui Xiong is so arrogant and unbridled. His face is really disgusting. It makes people feel very unhappy when they see him."

Qin Feng took over the conversation leisurely, his tone calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter: "Eighth brother, Cui Xiong is just a fool who is blinded by vanity and hatred."

"He casually threw several million taels of silver into the bottomless abyss of bidding, and he was so proud of himself. I wonder how such an idiot could become the head of the Cui family in the capital?"

Qin Hao's gaze never left the beautiful figure in the distance - Zheng Zhiruo.

Until this moment, he slowly retracted his gaze, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This matter is far from settled. I have a vague premonition in my heart that this Miss Zheng is going to trick Cui Xiong again!"

"Just watch the next good show!"

After saying that, he leisurely took the fragrant tea served by Xu Jingshu, took a sip, and tasted it carefully.

At this time, the situation on the field became one-sided, and Cui Xiong was still shouting mercilessly, with an arrogant attitude that gave off an air of "God is the boss, I am the second."

Zheng Zhiruo's dark brows were slightly furrowed, as if a delicate brush had outlined a hint of worry on the plain paper, and she was secretly planning something in her heart.

She simply responded indifferently to Cui Xiong's words that were mixed with sarcasm and contempt, as if she didn't take it to heart.

When Zhu Yongkang heard Cui Xiong's arrogant words, he felt a little disgusted. If he was not the person with the highest bid at the moment and he wanted to make some money from him, he would have kicked him out long ago.

He suppressed his displeasure and turned his gaze to Zheng Zhiruo. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. His tone was gentle but a bit urging: "Miss Zheng, do you still want to continue bidding? If you don't raise the price, this masterpiece will end up in the hands of Cui."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zhiruo slightly raised her chin, and the slight frown on her brows quietly disappeared into a calm smile. Her red lips slightly parted, revealing a gentle and mysterious smile, like a peach blossom blooming in spring.

She said leisurely, "Master Zhu, I am really short of money right now, and I don't have any extra money to add. However, I still have a relic that Emperor Taizu gave to my Zheng family. I wonder if this thing can be used as a gift to add to this transaction?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. They secretly marveled at the profound heritage of the aristocratic family, who even took out the gift from Emperor Taizu for a poem.

What shocked them most was that the person in front of them was a woman. Her heroic spirit and extravagant lifestyle were even more than those of the dandy young men in the capital, which was jaw-dropping.

Zhu Yongkang looked at Zheng Zhiruo with some curiosity, a faint but meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked politely: "Oh? What kind of treasure is this thing that Miss Zheng is talking about, and why can it be favored by Emperor Taizu and bestowed on the Zheng family?

"A jade ring." Zheng Zhiruo spoke slowly and softly.

After saying this, she gracefully raised her wrist, and with a light touch of her thumb, the jade ring embedded in her finger slid down leisurely and fell into her palm.

She opened her red lips and whispered to the maid beside her: "Baozhu, quickly send this item to Master Zhu and let him appreciate it carefully."

The maid Baozhu took the ring lightly, as if she had received a rare treasure, and walked towards Zhu Yongkang with hurried but steady steps.

Zhu Yongkang took the jade ring from Baozhu's hand and his eyes were instantly attracted to it.

He looked at it carefully and saw that the ring was carved from jasper, which was emerald green and dotted with delicate ink-colored stars, like the brightest stars in the night sky, embedded in this emerald green.

The entire ring is translucent and as smooth as jade. What is even more amazing is that it is engraved with the signature of Emperor Taizu. The handwriting is clearly visible, revealing an extraordinary aura.

"This is a jade ring with an inscription. It is pure in texture, green in color, and dotted with black dots. It is extremely rare. In addition, it was written by Emperor Taizu himself, making it extremely precious." Zhu Yongkang was full of praise, his eyes full of appreciation and admiration.

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zheng Zhiruo gently, with a barely perceptible solemnity in his tone: "Miss Zheng, the gift personally bestowed by Emperor Taizu is not only priceless, but also carries the supreme glory of your Zheng family. I wonder how much silver you are willing to exchange for this gift to solve your urgent needs?"

After Zheng Zhiruo pondered for a moment, she opened her red lips and replied in a calm but graceful tone, "Two million taels of silver, what do you think, Mr. Zhu?"

Zhu Yongkang heard this, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled heartily, his voice full of sincerity: "Miss Zheng is right, this price is fair and also respectful to the treasure. However, as businessmen, we value harmony and do not want to take away someone's love."

"Well, to show our sincerity, we are willing to temporarily set this number and set a rule: If you can successfully win the masterpiece in the next auction, you can redeem this ring that has special meaning to your Zheng family at any time within three days for two million taels of silver. This will show that the transaction is fair. What do you think, Miss Zheng?"

Zheng Zhiruo bowed slightly to Zhu Yongkang and thanked him, "No wonder Mr. Zhu can become the leader of the younger generation of business in Beijing. I admire your actions today. Everything will be done as you said."

When Cui Xiong saw that Zhu Yongkang agreed to Zheng Zhiruo's request, he suddenly became angry: You little bitch, you secretly had an affair with Master Zhu in front of so many people. It's true that like mother, like daughter, you are all bitches.

He interrupted their conversation coldly and said contemptuously, "Mr. Zhu, you two are singing the same tune. Who can prove whether what you said is true or false?"

"Is this the style of your number one auction house in Beijing to bully customers? What do you think?"

Those who did not understand the situation or wanted to see a joke began to agree with Cui Xiong's words under his deliberate instigation, but there were only a few of them.

After all, apart from those arrogant and domineering young men, there were only a few fools among the people present.

Zhu Yongkang was not angry at all when he heard this. Instead, he laughed loudly and said, "Boss Cui, you underestimate me too much. The reason why I can become a young leader in the business community in Beijing is not because of cheating, but because of my credibility."

After saying that, he changed the subject and continued, "Everyone, if anyone among you has doubts about Taizu's things, you can all come up to the stage and take a look to determine whether they are real or fake."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was silent and no one dared to go on stage.