Fortunately, she has experienced a lot over the years, although she thinks that most of this person is sick, she still stiffly speaks: "Childe, please speak." ”

Zhao Huangge smiled and nodded, but did not speak immediately, but first brought the teapot burning on the small red clay stove and began to make tea very freely.

Her movements are smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Qingyin was originally a little nervous, but looking at her movements, her heart calmed down inexplicably.

After that, she was a little distressed: "Where should the story begin......

She made tea, poured herself a cup first, poured it for Qingyin, and then handed it to Xin Yi: "Take a sip to moisten your throat." ”

Xin Yi didn't dare to take the tea made by Zhao Huangge, and when he saw the other party raising his eyebrows, he hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, master." ”

Zhao Huangge hooked his lips, and then continued: "Let's start with tea." ”

She took a sip of tea and said, "This tea is really good, and the best Biluochun is not bad for the rich and noble to bring to the banquet." However, does the girl know what the best tea in the world is? ”

Qingyin looked stunned, I didn't know what I thought, and her voice was a little astringent: "I don't know." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Huangge only smiled and said: "That son told you that the silver needle tea that is difficult to buy for a thousand dollars is one or two tea leaves and ten taels of gold, and Rao is so, and it is also priceless in the market." But when an official's mansion was sealed, a hundred catties of fine silver needle tea were found. The story of this son starts with this family. ”

In the fifth year of Yuanxing, there was a huge case of embezzlement of ink in the DPRK.

Lu Zhaohe, the squire of the military department, took advantage of the convenience of the military department to deduct military salaries, deceived and concealed the amount. After verification, the death penalty was asked. His family members were men in the army and women in official prostitutes.

The Lu family has a young lady who is pampered and sixteen years old. Originally, he was promised to marry someone, but as soon as this incident came out, the other party hurriedly withdrew from the marriage, and went to the fold to accuse him, and wanted to break up with the Lu family.

"Miss Na Lu is desperate and intends to kill herself. But everything is predestined, she didn't die, and the maid took this opportunity to change her identity. The maid took her place and became an official prostitute, while she was sold to someone else's house as a slave. ”

"It's a pity that Miss Lu was born too beautiful, and sometimes, beauty is the original sin. A pampered character with ten fingers who does not touch the spring water, once he becomes a slave who has no ability to protect himself, he can only let others suffer. After being remembered, she risked her life to escape, but she was reduced to the Qinglou again. ”

"She wants to die, but she wants to live, this life is exchanged for a loyal servant, and she can't live up to it. Moreover, she wants revenge. ”

Zhao Huangge said this, looking at Qingyin on the side.

Her face was extremely poor, and she had never been powdered in the first place, but now she looked more and more pitiful.

Her lips were bitten and stained with blood, and it was shocking to look at.

Feeling Zhao Huangge's gaze on her face, she could still look up with a smile, with tears in her eyes, but there was flattery in her voice: "This story is too miserable, son, the slave family is afraid." ”

She wanted to post it, trying to use something else to stop Zhao Huangge from continuing.

It's just a body, and it's already dirty anyway.

But she didn't want to hear about those things anymore.

Zhao Huangge resisted her with a folding fan, and stepped back: "My son also feels miserable, so my son is thinking, how should this story end?" ”

Her voice was smiling, but her eyes were cold: "The closest relatives are either dead or exiled, loyal servants are scattered or suffering, this son imagined it, such a tragic story, there should always be a good ending." What does Miss Qingyin think? ”

Hearing her words, Qingyin shuddered, it was clear that what was against her was a folding fan, but she felt like a cold mang's sharp blade: "Childe's words are wrong, her misery is because her father is corrupt and perverts the law." In this world, those who do wrong things will always be punished. ”

When Qingyin spoke, her voice trembled, and her fingers were even deeper in the flesh, and she didn't even feel that her nails were broken.

Zhao Huangge smelled the smell of blood, watching the blood flow out of her broken nails, her expression was a little pity, but her voice was still scattered: "But the soldier in this son's book is a slandered good official with clean sleeves. ”

As soon as she said this, Qingyin instantly raised her head and stared at her deadly.

There was red in his eyes, with hatred, and even a little bit of sadness and helplessness.

With anger, but there is still warmth.

Zhao Huangge lowered his eyes, pulled out the handkerchief in his hand, and then forcefully pulled her hand and wiped the blood off her fingers.

Her expression was gentle, and her voice was also gentle: "In the words of this son, the Lu family is not greedy for ink. Silver needle tea is such a precious thing, it has always been used by the queen. The military department is not a subordinate province, and it is so greedy that it can't produce a hundred catties of tea. But he can't reach it, someone will always reach it, and Miss Lu wants to know the truth. She is in the dirtiest place, but it is also the most well-informed place in the world, and finally found out the real murderer who framed her father. But ah......"

Zhao Huangge wiped the blood for her, and then looked at Qingyin again: "She is a weak woman, how can she take revenge?" ”

Qingyin bit her lip and didn't speak for a long time.

On the contrary, it was Xin Yi on the side, who was cold.

He didn't know why the princess came now, the case of greedy ink three years ago, and the name of Lu Zhaohe, the soldier of the Ministry of War, whose name is still hanging on the pillar of shame of the Ministry of War, has such a reason behind this case!

But how could the princess know?

Even the Dragon and Tiger Division didn't know that Lu Zhaohe's relatives in the family were stolen and replaced, and the maid replaced the master, how did she know that she could find out here accurately?

Such doubts, Qingyin also wants to ask.

She opened her mouth, looked at Zhao Huangge, and asked with difficulty for a while: "That son thinks, how can she take revenge?" ”

Zhao Huangge took out the gold sore medicine from her body, applied the medicine on both sides of her nails, and watched the blood stop, then chuckled and said: "This son is asking you, the Qingyin girl is unparalleled in talent, and she will definitely be able to come up with an excellent solution, isn't it?" ”

She is so gentle, yet so cruel.

Peel open the bloody wound of the person, point to the affected area that has been stabbed inside, and sprinkle salt on that place.

Qingyin's expression was a little desperate, and his eyes were a little sloppy staring at his nails, his fingers were like shaving onion roots, and his sharp and slender nails were painted with bright colors.

Now the nails are broken, but the fingers are filled with blood, and they have become a new bright color.

Ten fingers connected to her heart, and her heart was shrinking in pain.

But he still has to answer the other party's question: "It has reached a desperate situation, and there is no way to have the best of both worlds." ”

There was despair in her voice, but Zhao Huangge said to her with bewitchment: "No, there is a way." Just looking, the girl didn't want to think about it. ”

Qingyin suddenly raised her head.

It's like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood.

But he pushed the driftwood away: "Childe said that he was laughing, but it was just a script, how could you take it seriously?" ”

Her embarrassment seemed to be hidden for a moment, but the red in her eyes showed the intensity of her emotions.

Zhao Huangge looked at the person in front of him, and sighed a little: "The story can't be true, but it can't be fake." The cycle of retribution is evident in heaven, and the time has not yet come. The words are true, and so are the realities. The girl said, isn't it? ”

There was something in her words, which attracted a clear tone to look at her.

"Childe, how do you say this?"

Hearing Qingyin's inquiry, Zhao Huang Gefu took another sip of tea, moistened his throat, and continued: "Actually, my son has written an ending, and the young lady of the Lu family took the evidence, beat the drum, and avenged her father. The wicked, punished. Qingyin girl, what do you think of such an ending? ”

Qingyin lowered her eyes and smiled: "Childe is so naïve, she is a weak woman who has fallen into the Qinglou, where does the evidence come from, and how can she escape and beat the drum?" I'm afraid that I will be caught back halfway, and this is supposed to be a forcible consummation, and it is too unrealistic to consider reality. ”

"But this was originally written by my son, and if I say that there is evidence, then there is evidence. I said she could beat the drum, and she did! ”

When Zhao Huangge said this, he stood up and looked at her condescendingly: "Qingyin girl, do you dare?" ”

It was clearly a questioning tone, but Qingyin somehow felt a little swollen in his heart.

She bit her lip and said in a hoarse voice: "Why should I believe you?" ”

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