[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

"Your Highness, have you seen enough?"

Qin Wang raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, his eyes quietly fell on the white porcelain carved teacup held by his clear fingers, his dark pupils narrowed, "The tea taste in this palace is not bad, if you have a chance, my lord can come to my palace Have a taste."

"What is your Highness doing?"

"Come here for 50 taels of gold."

Zhao Yan's fingers trembled imperceptibly, Qin Wang saw it in his eyes, and did not show anything on his face, "Speaking of which, the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River is really rich and powerful, and he can take 50 taels of gold as he pleases."

"After all, he is the richest man in Jiangnan." Zhao Yan took a sip of tea lightly.

King Qin suddenly said softly, "You know what I'm here for. The 50 taels of gold did not come from the Shen residence."

"so what?"

King Qin admired the courage of this man.When he met those sparkling eyes, he suddenly remembered that night, across the soft sedan, this man was shrouded in a layer of moonlight, and a jade-white cheek suddenly appeared in the dark night.

"50 taels of gold is not a small amount. Among the friends of the Cui family, except for the Shen family, none of them can afford such a large amount of money. This king thought about it carefully. Although the adult's salary can't afford that much money, if If you take what you shouldn't, you can still get it together. So, where did you get your gold?"

Zhao Yan raised her lips with a sneer, "His Royal Highness the King of Qin will speak again when he has evidence."

King Qin also laughed, "The account book is in my hands, but it's a pity that it cost a life."

Zhao Yan closed her eyes, "How is Your Highness doing?"

King Qin only looked at Zhao Yan, and said firmly, "It seems that there is indeed a problem with the origin of the 50 taels of gold."

How did the 50 taels of gold come from is a secret that Zhao Yan can't tell for the rest of her life.

Zhao Yan stopped talking.

"My lord just wants to invite my lord to go over the house for a talk." The end of King Qin's words slightly raised, and his voice was pleasant, which seemed to be ambiguous and contemptuous for no reason.

At this point, even the Longtan and Tiger's Caves of King Qin's Mansion had to be visited.

Zhao Yan pointed to the door, gritted her teeth, and actually smiled, but the cold ice flowed in her smiling eyes, "King Qin, walk slowly."

Zhao Yan of the Qin Dynasty nodded, her brows and eyes bent down, "Thank you sir."

After King Qin left, Zhao Yan slammed on the chair as if all her strength had been taken away, coughed twice, and with a gloomy face overturned the tea she drank just now when King Qin sat down.

Broken porcelain spilled all over the floor, Zhao Yan's beautiful and pale face was reflected in the splashed tea, Zhao Yan stared blankly at the shadow on the ground, her eyes were covered with a layer of hatred like a trapped animal, until the water stains on the ground Gradually dry, nothing can be seen.

Zhao Dongyang heard the noise from outside the door, and did not dare to come in until His Highness King Qin walked away from the big Buddha, and saw a mess inside, Zhao Yan stood upright, and when he saw him coming in, he just asked blankly, "Zhao Dongyang Where did Ming go?"

Zhao Dongyang didn't dare to lie to him again, so he told the truth, "The people who followed the second master saw it and said that they entered the drunken red building, but never came out."

Zhao Yan said with a sullen face, "Prepare the sedan chair."

Rong Ying spent many days with Zhao Mingsi.

Rongying is the youngest son of the Rong family. Rongying's father, Rongchang, is the head of the six tribes, and his mother is the princess of the royal family. She has a prominent family background. There are three older brothers. A real rich dude.

Rong Ying's father regarded the Zhao family as a thorn in his side. If his father hadn't repeatedly made him stare at Zhao Ming, a useless idiot like Zhao Ming wouldn't be worthy of carrying his shoes on a daily basis.

These days, Zhao Ming has raised a young lady in the drunken red building to fool around every night, and she will be so drunk that she will not wake up. In the air, the curtains hang down and the candlelight flickers. It is just silk pillows and red sleeves ostentatiously.

The young master of the Rong family came from a noble family, he had a beautiful appearance, his clothes were partly loose, and the hem of his wide robe was embroidered with gold and jade cloud patterns. The look of luxury.

When the door was kicked open by someone, Rong Ying didn't get up, she just looked outside lightly with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and then lazily gathered up her clothes, her eyes became colder, "Mama Lin doesn't want to do business?"

"It turned out to be the third son of the Rong family." The voice on the other side was a bit dull, and Rong Ying looked back, and saw Lin's mother respectfully following behind one, with a somewhat fearful expression on her face.Who is this drunken mother Lin, who can be like a fish in water in this place where dignitaries and dignitaries gather in the capital, but now her face is ashen, obviously frightened.

Rong Ying saw the face of the visitor clearly, was slightly startled, finally stood up, put away a bit of wantonness, and respectfully said, "I have seen you, sir."

Zhao Yan followed behind Zhao Dongyang, the door just now was kicked open by Zhao Dongyang after getting a signal.

Zhao Yan stared at Rong Ying and said word by word, "Where's Zhao Ming?"

Rong Ying pointed, "It's next door."

Zhao Ming probably didn't know that his wine and meat friends sold him so easily.

Zhao Yan turned around without looking at Rong Ying, and said to Rong Ying suddenly before leaving, "Although the Rong family is targeting me for the court affairs, if Zhao Ming is touched, I will make the Rong family pay for it with blood."

"Blood debt and blood repayment" Zhao Yan bit the four words very hard, and her tone was vicious and mean.

Rong Ying chewed these four words silently and said, "Your Excellency, you are too worried."

After the person left, Rong Ying licked his lips and smiled lightly. He was very handsome in nature, and with such a light smile, he was three parts sloppy and seven parts lazy, and the heartbeat of the actor beside him was beating like a drum.

Mr. Zhao's body actually carried a light fragrance like a woman's.