Chapter 141: Buying Stones

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Last time, Gu Yaxuan spent 2.5 million at a charity auction to buy a fake gourd-shaped jade vase as a birthday gift for old Madam Gu.
Two and a million and a half—isn't that literally being a complete fool!
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Qi Yan’s mouth twitched, but he finally managed to hold back and refrained from laughing out loud.
Mianmian really knows how to deliver a metaphorical dagger to the heart!
The onlookers nearby did not have such good composure, and some could not help but...
Realizing that resistance was futile, Chen Ergou could only curl up on the messy hay, awaiting the judgment of fate.
Much of the land in Henei Commandery was controlled by aristocratic and powerful clans, whereas Dong Tianwu took out some of the land, distributing it to many commoners at low prices, and leasing some to them at low rent.
Guo Jia still wore a smile on his face, yet the moment he stepped onto the carriage, a strange glint flashed through his eyes.
Ying Zheng likewise gazed intently at the high-spirited young man, making no effort to conceal the admiration on his face, which only made him all the more resolute in his inner conviction.
Li Jialan and Wu Yue were helped up by their respective daughters-in-law, looking at their mothers-in-law with tear-filled eyes.

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Meeting the latter's deep and meaningful gaze, Han Sui suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his figure stiffened abruptly.
He fell crookedly, his head landing right beside Chen Lun’s feet, almost resting on the sole of his shoe. For a moment, he had no idea what had happened, his brain seemingly crashing.
The projections of the firmament were extremely realistic, making people feel as though they were there in person, experiencing the terrifying might of those military weapons firsthand.
Just as the store manager was about to answer, a servant ran in from outside and said in a panic.
As long as you are willing to summon your father's boldness, once you fail to fulfill this agreement, you shall bear all the consequences yourself.
"Hey, you two, scram out of here right now. This seat is ours," one of the burly middle-aged men glared with wide, fierce eyes and said viciously.
The Angel had come to Japan, and the Self-Defense Force naturally had to respond. Tanks, armed aircraft, missiles, and artillery were deployed all along the coastline of Tokyo-3, facing the ocean and standing in strict readiness.
He had not expected Louise to actually know of Confucius, but Kent would certainly not do such a thing; acting as a role model was simply out of the question.
Manager Qian came out from the back and went straight to the kitchen, intending to cook personally. To his surprise, he saw Mai Er standing inside the kitchen!
"How about this? You two kowtow and take me as your master, and I’ll spare your lives! Hehe, it's settled!" Heibaizi looked like he had already won over Ye Chen and the Black Eagle.
"If Aunt Xiaomeng is telling the truth, then..." Speaking up to this point, Qingwu was reluctant to believe it, yet she still nodded: "Moreover, this style of action is very much like his." Just like Mo Yu and Baifeng back then, or even countless others, Mingluo could sacrifice them all without batting an eye.

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"Gugugugugu." Regirock answered the middle-aged man directly without a moment of hesitation.
He did sleep, but his mind was filled entirely with nightmares. Awakened by nightmares three times in a row, Bao Zhijhao simply stopped sleeping altogether.
As a core disciple of a sect, to be surpassed by a self-taught rogue cultivator—it would be a wonder if he wasn't depressed.
He Ming frowned, looking at the peach wood sword in his hand that required only a dozen more carvings to be finished. He was tempted to ignore the person outside the door, but fearing it might be Dijiang or Shen Leshan looking for him with some urgent matter, he sighed, and had no choice but to toss the peach wood sword into the nearby trash bag.
Even on Madam Lin’s deathbed, the person murmuring from her lips was not her husband or son, but her maternal family.
And who could have foreseen that Du Zhixuan, whose reputation was nearly ruined due to breaking her engagement with the heir of the Prince of Wuhou, could be fortunate enough to encounter the Prince of Qin?
Wei Guohua held the freezing solution, not daring to be careless, and put on special gloves. Then, following a certain trajectory, he began to sprinkle the freezing solution from the test tube.