Entertainment Qin Shi

Chapter 49
The thin paper is yellowish in color and the material is slightly rough, but the picture of the beauty lying on the side depicted on it is lifelike, showing the beauty of the Queen Mother Zhao Ji. In terms of painting alone, this kind of painting is different from the current world. His painting method is undoubtedly amazing, even Zhao Ji and Zhao Gao who are not interested in painting can see it.

However, compared to herself in the painting, the handsome characters on the side are more attractive, making Zhao Ji unable to move her eyes.

"Flowers follow the flowing water intentionally, and the flowing water loves falling flowers mercilessly."

Zhao Ji's red lips parted slightly, and she spoke softly. There was a touch of hesitation in her beautiful eyes. Although she didn't know much about poetry, she could still understand the meaning of the words. The poem in front of her was written It was extremely beautiful, but the implication made her face ugly.

Zhao Ji glanced at Zhao Gao beside her, and asked coldly, "Zhao Gao, what do you mean by that?"

"Your servant does not know. If the Empress Dowager has any doubts, you might as well call Young Master Jia and ask him."

Zhao Gao bowed his head obediently and said respectfully.

How can he take up this kind of proposition, no matter what the true meaning of Zhao Jia's words is, but the time when it appeared is undoubtedly very inappropriate, especially after the conflict between Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei, it will give Zhao Ji a kind of ridicule a feeling of.

The falling flowers follow the flowing water intentionally, and the flowing water loves falling flowers mercilessly?
This is to mock Zhao Ji for liking Lu Buwei, but Lu Buwei has no idea about it?

"Go yourself."

Zhao Ji said indifferently with her beautiful eyes.

"promise!"

Zhao Gao clapped his hands in response, and slowly stepped back a few steps before turning around and walking towards the outside of the hall.

The empty hall.

Zhao Ji stood in place, looking at the paintings and poems in her hands, the coldness in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a look of melancholy, as if thinking of many years ago, Lu Buwei really loved her very much at that time, and loved her a lot, but she didn't Thinking that Lu Buwei would actually give her to Qin Yiren, and later...

"How did he know these things?"

Zhao Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and she whispered to herself.

These past events are not known to many people today.

……

Zhao Jia didn't go too far, before leaving the deep palace, he was blocked by Zhao Gao and Liu Jiannu.

Do you know the feeling of being locked by Six Swordsmen?

In the past, Zhao Jia didn't know what murderous intent was, but now he understood, it felt like the hairs on a person's hair would stand on end when he heard a harsh sound, just like when his fingernails scratched an uneven metal surface, his body would instinctively produce an overreaction.

The same is true for murderous intent, which makes one's heart sink, and his body loses control in an instant.

Shock?

Zhao Jia quickly got used to the killing intent of Six Sword Slaves, looked at their master Zhao Gao, and said calmly, "But the queen mother summoned?"

"Young master, please."

Zhao Gao nodded, and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, neither polite nor indifferent, still maintaining the usual politeness.

He is a very polite killer leader, which may be the self-cultivation of the boss.

Have you ever seen a gang leader with a cold face all day long.

"Let's go then."

Zhao Jia nodded, turned around and walked towards Lanchi Palace. As for the servant who led the way for him...he didn't know.

Zhao Gao led the way for Zhao Jia slowly, and the slave of Six Swords followed behind, his evil eyes glanced at Zhao Jia, and asked curiously: "Young master, why did you write such a poem? Whether intentionally or not."

"I'm expressing my feelings. When I was a child, I heard the story about Lu Xiangguo's strange goods and living in them."

Zhao Jia said calmly without changing his expression.

Zhao Gao's eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, he said slowly: "Is it possible to live with rare goods? Your answer is a bit out of line."

Zhao Jiadao: "As the eldest son of Zhao Guo, I have naturally heard about the matter between Lu Xiangguo and the Empress Dowager. I saw the two quarreling today, and I felt something in my heart, so I wrote that poem."

"It's just something in my heart? Young Master, do you know what kind of consequences this poem will cause? Maybe if the Queen Mother is not happy, Young Master will fall to the ground."

Zhao Gao stared slightly, and said without haste.

"Do you think I'm afraid of death?"

Zhao Jia looked at Zhao Gao and asked back.

Zhao Gao was taken aback when he heard the words, and for a while he couldn't figure out Zhao Jia's real thoughts.

Suddenly the atmosphere fell silent.

There was nothing to say all the way, Zhao Jia followed Zhao Gao back to Lanchi Palace soon.

The main hall has been restored to its original state at this moment.

Queen Mother Zhao Ji was sitting on the soft couch noble and graceful, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Jia who was coming, she snorted coquettishly, left the painting made by Zhao Jia on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Aijia is sorry for you. Tolerance is not an excuse for you to be presumptuous."

It's really quick for a woman to change her face...Zhao Jia looked at the painting that was thrown on the ground, stepped forward to pick it up, then looked up at Zhao Ji, and asked, "What does the queen mother mean by this? Could it be that the queen mother is showing her true feelings?" Is it presumptuous? If so, foreign ministers will be cautious in their words and deeds in the future, flattering and ingratiating."

"Isn't the poem you wrote on today's painting presumptuous? This poem alone is enough to kill you ten times."

Zhao Ji waved her long sleeves, stood up slowly, looked down at Zhao Jia, and said in a cold voice, her tone exuded a kind of disregard and disdain for life, which was the contempt of the superiors for the inferiors.

"The ministers just express their feelings, and feel that the relationship between men and women is sometimes wonderful."

Zhao Jia said softly.

"Love between a man and a woman? How old are you, what can you understand!"

Zhao Ji frowned upon hearing this, and said impatiently.

"Is the relationship between a man and a woman related to youth? I don't think so, because you never know what kind of person you will fall in love with, let alone whether this relationship is right or wrong. Relationship is a gamble. Falling in love with someone There is no need for any reason, maybe I fell in love at the first sight, maybe it takes time to get used to it...

But in any case, I think a relationship should not be a hurtful ice cube, it should be a warm cup of hot tea.

It is worth savoring and remembering, not filled with resentment. "

Zhao Jia looked gentle and said softly.

"..."

Zhao Ji was startled by Zhao Jia's words, she blinked her beautiful eyes, and most of the anger in her heart subsided in an instant, she looked at the young man in front of her in surprise.

Zhao Gao also glanced at Zhao Jia, how could he understand so well?
According to Luo Wang's information, Zhao Jia had never met a woman during these years in Zhao State, let alone the so-called relationship between a man and a woman.

"...Then what do you think Aijia should do?"

Zhao Ji pondered for a long time before asking in a concentrated voice.

Zhao Jia said calmly: "Is it worth it to be sad for a man who doesn't love me? The Queen Mother should have an answer to this question."

"...Why did you say this to Aijia!"

Zhao Ji was a little puzzled, doubting Zhao Jia's purpose.

Zhao Jia made a big move, with a little sadness in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Because seeing the queen mother, the foreign minister thought of the deceased mother, why didn't she fall in love with a man who didn't love herself like the queen mother."

(End of this chapter)