Chapter 412 Addiction
In his previous life, Fang Hexuan had heard friends in the collecting circle introduce the Yongle Sword. The legendary color endowed on this sword was so rich.

Labels such as Zhu Di, XZ, Living Buddha, Qing Emperor, and Eight-Nation Alliance are enough to arouse the attention and interest of the Chinese people and collectors.

He heard that a domestic collector had contacted the Royal Armouries Museum in Leeds, Britain, and was willing to pay tens of millions of dollars to buy back the Yongle Sword, but there was no further news.

Later, he saw photos of the sword in the museum collection on the Internet and his memory of it was still very clear.

Therefore, if he had the chance in this time and space, he would especially like to bring the sword back to Hong Kong and collect it in the underground treasury of his island estate, which would give him a great sense of accomplishment.

According to the information he saw from a collector friend in his previous life, after the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded Beijing in 1900, they looted the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace. At that time, the senior British officers who participated in the looting took the Yongle Sword from the soldiers below and presented it to Edward Hobart Seymour, the first commander of the coalition forces and also the commander of the British army.

After the war, Seymour was highly praised in the UK. He was promoted to admiral in March 1901, and returned to the UK in August of the same year. He was awarded the Grand Cross of the Order of the Bath. He served as Commander-in-Chief of the Devonport Navy from 3 to 8, was awarded the rank of Marshal of the Navy in 1903, and was awarded the Grand Cross of Victoria in 1905.

It seems that Seymour has a lot of titles and honors, but he is not from British aristocracy. After retiring at the age of 1910 in 70, he ended up with a miserable end of being forgotten and his glory faded. He finally died in an ordinary apartment in Maidenhead in 1929.

Unlike many members of the British and French allied forces who returned home after looting large amounts of wealth in China, transformed themselves into minor nobles and expanded their families, Seymour devoted almost his entire life to the British army. He did not live a wealthy life, and after his death, his property was auctioned off and divided up by his children.

Among them, the Yongle Sword was bought by a small noble family in London for 1200 pounds and was kept until 1991 when it was transferred to the Royal Armouries Museum in Leeds.

The surname of this small noble family is Houghton. Their ancestor was once the hound trainer of William Cavendish, the fourth Duke of Devonshire. Later, they moved and settled in an estate outside London.

The reason for buying the Yongle Sword was actually to enhance his family's heritage, or to encourage future generations to contribute to the empire's overseas colonization.

This sword was kept in the Horton family's estate from 1930 to 1991, and it was a great help to Fang Hexuan.

At least, he doesn't have to spend money and time searching for it slowly.

Although he was somewhat surprised and curious about Xuan Shao's information about the Yongle Sword, Dayanming did not dare to ask too much. Instead, he felt relieved. Since the goal was very clear, it would save himself and the team a lot of trouble.

Now a tool man who is said to have good skills has been sent here, and Da Yanming is even more confident.

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The climate in Hong Kong in November is still relatively pleasant, with temperatures over 11 degrees during the day. You can go out in short sleeves or a thin jacket.

The early morning sun shone into the bedroom of the hotel suite, and Fang Hexuan, who was very sensitive to light, slowly woke up from his deep sleep.

In addition to the headache symptoms caused by a hangover, he also felt uncomfortable as if his whole body was being compressed.

Half-raising his upper body with his elbows, he gently pushed away the octopus that was wrapped around him, stretched himself, and shook his head vigorously, which was not yet fully awake.

A few minutes later, after drinking the water in the cup that had been placed beside the bed last night, Fang Hexuan, leaning against the headboard of the bed, wanted to light a cigarette.

Unfortunately, he doesn't smoke often. Even if he wants to smoke, he puts the cigarettes in the pockets of his assistant or bodyguard.

Turning his head to look at the woman who was still sleeping soundly, Fang Hexuan felt that he was being too ridiculous.

Obviously, he just agreed to have a meal together at the beginning, but in the end he still rolled into bed. It seemed that his will and his brother's will could not stand the test more and more. Thinking about everything that happened last night, he smiled bitterly and laughed at himself in his heart.

That's right, he was tricked by Hu Yinmeng.

While the two were having dinner, the woman did not take the initiative to urge others to drink. She just stared at Fang Hexuan before each drink. Her meaning was self-evident - I, a woman, have already drunk, so you, a grown man, can you stop being scared?
If he had known that Hu Yinmeng was going to play tricks, he would not drink at all from the beginning.

However, this woman was very scheming. She first toasted Fang Hexuan on the pretext of apologizing, and the latter had no choice but to drink. If he didn't drink, it would mean that he had not forgiven the other party, and the other party would continue to come to disturb him later.

So, after Fang Hexuan drank three glasses of toast at the beginning, he couldn't stop anymore.

All I can say is that when it comes to persuading people to drink, Hu Yinmeng's level is indeed higher than that of the other veterans. It may be because of his family background, or it may be because he is "raised" by the people on Wa Island.

As they drank more wine, the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous.

When the time seemed right, Hu Yinmeng took the initiative to come over, put her arms around Fang Hexuan's neck and forced him to drink.

Mr. Fang didn’t know how much he drank in the end, he just felt that he was helped away from the table by two people.

In fact, he was still somewhat conscious throughout the whole process. At least, any man with a story to tell could easily perform the full set of clapping movements, even with his eyes closed.

However, one round was not the end. After several rounds of fighting, his drunkenness had dissipated a lot, but the arrow was already on the string, and it was impossible for him to surrender voluntarily.

Just like that, as Miss Hu seemed to be tirelessly demanding, Fang Hexuan also exerted 80% of his fighting power and defeated the opponent.

When the two men stopped fighting, it was already past two in the morning. With the tiredness that seemed to pour in from all directions after the war, the man and woman finally fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Hexuan felt that in terms of fighting ability, Hu Yinmeng was not as good as Stephanie and Donatella, but in terms of madness, she was not inferior to the two women at all.

At the very least, although he was sleeping soundly, he could feel as if he was being tightly entangled by an octopus monster, which was very uncomfortable.

After recalling the past few minutes, Fang Hexuan began to feel a little scared. He glanced at Hu Yinmeng beside him again, then tiptoed out of bed.

In fact, Hu Yinmeng woke up earlier than Fang Hexuan, but she was just pretending to be asleep.

Only after the other party finished washing up and left the suite did she dare to open her beautiful eyes.

Getting out of bed and putting on silk pajamas, Hu Yinmeng walked to the wine cabinet, poured herself half a glass of red wine, then sat on the sofa, sipping it while recalling the springtime of last night.

After finishing half a glass of wine, she seemed to still be unsatisfied. She stuck out her pink tongue to lick the wine stains on the corners of her lips, and her eyes narrowed into crescent shapes.

“This feeling is really high!”

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(End of this chapter)