"If Bai Ruru likes it, how about sending you two pairs back?" Qi Liangzheng picked the words back.

Li Bairu heard the meaning of Qi Liang's argument, that is, he asked him not to fight this person's idea again, and sighed helplessly.

"Don't bother Brother Qi, I don't have this hobby."

Glancing at the brocade box in Ying Zhichu's arms, he staggered his eyes angrily, today is his uncle's forty-eighth birthday, if he hadn't made an appointment with someone to gamble on the painting, he should have gone to celebrate his birthday.

I wanted to borrow a famous painting as a gift, but the bamboo basket was empty.

He was slightly unhappy in his heart, "Brother Qi, you also know that today is my uncle's birthday, and you have accompanied me to celebrate my birthday in previous years, and today is ......."

Qi Liang was noncommittal.

When Li Bai saw this, the latter sentence of this little 'darling was not allowed to go with him, but he couldn't say it.

He is extremely disgusted with this person, playing tricks and pretending to be innocent, with a villain face.

But I don't want to hurt the harmony of the two for many years for a slave.

"Today, you can bring whoever you like, you also know that my uncle, although he is not in the government in business, but he still likes you very much, we have a small gathering of our own family, and he will be happy when you come."

swallowed the words he wanted to say to his uncle's cousin and to him.

"Oh? Uncle Lin is in good health, I haven't seen him for more than half a year. ”

Li Bairu chuckled, then threw away the folding fan, "You just returned from leaving the country, and you have been walking for more than half a year, so naturally you can't see his old man." ”

Qi Liangzheng lowered his eyes and chuckled, not refutating.

"Blame me for today's incident, I've been delayed for a few more hours, let's go, Brother Qi."

Li Bairu was soft-mouthed, and still glared at her when he passed in front of Ying Zhichu.

She hugged the brocade box in her arms tightly and held back her laughter.

This noble son, his temper is really noble.

The son of the Li family went downstairs with his attendants first, and only the two of them were left in the private room.

Ying Zhi thought for a while, and called out to the young man who had just stepped up, "Qi Liangzheng!" ”

The brocade box in his arms was hugged too tightly, and his heart hurt slightly.

Qi Liangzheng looked back at her, the corners of his eyes were still warm, "What are you calling me?" ”

She bit her lip and said confidently, "Qi Gongzi! ”

He turned to look at her, not sure, "What are you doing?" ”

"I, I'm not going to follow." She snorted twice, but still finished speaking, "Anyway, the medicine money of six hundred taels has been repaid, just remember it, and I will find a way to get the rest of the money." Otherwise......"

She pushed the brocade box into his arms, her fingertips brushed the cyan brocade robe, and the numb touch was cold, "How about this painting?" ”

Looking at the reluctant eyes of the Li family's son, Ying Zhichu knew that this painting was worth a lot of money.

Although it is a famous painting, what is the use of her keeping?

Moreover, she is just a little person who has changed her name and surname, has no head and no face, and it is better to stay away from Eagle Guard, she doesn't want to be ostentatious, and she doesn't want to take advantage of this high branch to develop and become rich.

The window was slightly opened, and a little cool breeze leaked in, pressing on his eyes, and the dark waves did not move.

He lowered his voice slightly, "What did you say?" ”

"I said, isn't there still four hundred taels left, this painting is good for you, so that you and I will have two dollars, and I will no longer owe you."

You also don't have to pull me as a shield, she added this sentence in her heart.

Qi Liang stared at her for a few breaths, then smiled, but his eyebrows became colder and colder, "Do you really have to pay it off if you owe me?" ”

"What?" She looked up in confusion.

Qi Liangzheng no longer looked at her with a sideways face, and his face was indifferent.

The two confronted each other like this for a long time, Ying Zhichu only waited for the painting, she didn't feel that she was wrong, so she was silent.

A soft sigh came from the top of her head, blowing her hair slightly hot, and Qing Yue's voice was slightly angry, slowly blowing away, "Whatever you want." ”

It's a step back and allows her not to go.

"Oh." She answered with great speed, and walked briskly past the man with her head bowed, until she descended the stairs, without looking back.

After walking out of the gambling house, her heartbeat calmed down slightly, patted the box in her arms, and walked briskly towards Boshui Bridge.

She remembers that there was a calligraphy and painting shop near the bridge.

The food in her stomach has not yet been digested, and she does not feel hungry when she smells the fragrance along the way, and walks back along the memory

Sure enough, I saw the sign of the painting and calligraphy shop.

Ying Weaving Chu lifted into the inside.

"Boss, do you want to collect the painting?" She walked to the counter with the brocade box in her arms and shouted softly at the boss who was reading a book.

The boss flipped through the pages of the book and asked unhurriedly, "What painting?" ”

"You'll know if you've seen it, it's not a bargain anyway."

She placed the brocade box on the counter and said the next sentence lightly.

The boss raised his head, squinted at the young man, and saw that he was dressed nobly and extraordinarily, and his appearance was also excellent, so he thought that he might be a down-and-out gentleman in the family, and he sold the ancestral Mobao to earn some silver for drinking flower wine.

He rose up with disdain, and forbade not to show it.

Because these gentlemen don't pay back the price when they sell paintings, and they don't understand the market, the ink treasures they send are all of the highest quality.

Although he was not accustomed to the style of such people, he wanted them to visit often.

The book was thrown on the small table, he got up and opened the brocade box, held the painting and looked at it twice, and couldn't help but say, "This...... Is this the real thing? ”

Ying Zhichu's eyes lit up when he looked at him, which was very different from the disdain just now.

She didn't have the time to laugh, so she asked bluntly, "How much silver can you sell?" ”

The boss pursed his lips and thought deeply for a while, his hands were reluctant to leave the painting, and he looked at the young man's expression again, seeing that he didn't seem to be in a hurry to make money, but asked a little about the price.

"This, it's not a secret, Xiao Zhai can't afford the price of this painting, this is a masterpiece, is there anything else in the son's house?"

"What does it have to do with you?" She smiled and said slowly.

The boss flashed with embarrassment, and hurriedly explained, "Childe misunderstood, but this bamboo Meilan is indeed three masterpieces." Lao Yu just thinks that it's a pity to sell a single one, it's a pity. ”

"It's a pity." She glanced at the unfolded painting, but her fingers did not touch it, but said softly, "Such a good painting is a dead thing after all, and it can't be replaced by others." ”

"Childe's words are wrong, although the small shop can't accept this painting, but there are many famous paintings and calligraphy in Jinjiacheng, if Childe wants to sell at a satisfactory price, the small shop is willing to point out a few calligraphy and painting restaurants with a good reputation for Childe."

After the boss finished speaking, he smiled sincerely and waited for the young man to speak.

Ying Zhichu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "The boss is so generous, it's because I'm clumsy." ”

"Well, no, no. This is indeed a famous painting, but I can't afford this temple, I open a calligraphy and painting fast, naturally I love painting, how can I bear to see it dusty, I don't hide it, if I accept this painting with my son, I'm afraid it's a disturbed conscience. Saying something that shouldn't be said, if the son's family is not poor, this painting should still be collected properly, and it will be even more difficult to redeem it if it is sold. ”

"Then don't sell it." Ying Zhichu nodded, his eyes clear, "Can the store take this painting for a few days?" ”

"This ......" The boss looked at the young man, surprised with joy, and asked tremblingly, "Really?!" ”

Although he can't afford to keep this famous painting, if he can keep it for a few days, he will be satisfied.

"Then the boss is tired, and today I will hand over the painting to you."

The boss smiled with wrinkles on his face, and said happily: "The son is so courageous, the old man will write a receipt for you, and you can pick it up whenever you want." ”

After that, he hurriedly went to get the pen, for fear that the young man would regret it.

"The painting is to be taken, but the person who took it is not me." She leaned over slightly and whispered a few words beside her boss.

After a while, I saw that the boss's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he exclaimed, "This ...... What does this mean? ”

"The boss just does what I tell him to do, and if the man comes, you give him the painting."

"Okay, since the son commanded, I just did it. But if the man didn't come, Childe remembered to come and get the painting. He is not unfamiliar with this masterpiece, but seeing that the young man in white is full of sincerity in his eyes, he can't help but think of any evil thoughts.

Ying Zhichu waved at him, turned around and walked outside.

A sentence floated behind him.

"Boss, don't worry, this person will definitely come."

She came out of the calligraphy and painting hall and stretched slightly, "I can only help you so much, if you really cherish the paintings, you will definitely come here." If you don't come, you're ......"

She sighed lightly, this is September 14th, there are still four days before the drunken lyrics Qu Yan, but today she is too tired to toss, she doesn't want to go to Sikong's house to practice, she thinks in her heart to go back to have a good rest, and go again tomorrow.

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Following

Ying Zhichu took a casual bite of breakfast, then took out her small money box and counted it carefully, plus she had a total of four hundred and thirteen taels left over in the few days she had taught in Sikong's tutoring.

"That's probably enough." She put the money away, and unconsciously remembered the appearance of the young man turning sideways when he was in the gambling house, and there was a little disappointment in his coldness.

She turned her head to clear herself, but she was just a stranger who might have a blood feud.

She didn't confirm whether the Liang Mansion was destroyed and whether Eagle Guard was involved, although Jingchen mentioned that Qi Liangzheng had only been in charge of Eagle Guard for a year, but it didn't mean that he hadn't done anything for the Queen Mother before.

And that year's Qixi Festival, the boy who threw the lanterns, why did he go to Qingliu County, and why did he have an assassin at home on the night he met him?

All of these need her to find answers, she lifted a breath and comforted herself: deal with the drunken words and Qu Yan first, and wait until that day to find a way to repay him, she and him are strangers.

She packed herself up and drove to Stormfog Town.