Li Ruiqing's face was slightly red, and he surprisingly didn't refute, and let out a faint 'um'.

The celadon next to him felt that the atmosphere was not right, and it was rare to have a trace of curiosity.

Who is the man on the top of the portrait? Even the left minister has no opinion?

She stretched out her head slightly, and quickly retracted it again.

It's that she's so stupid. Who is the person who can have no opinion? Himself, of course!

Looking at the lifelike Zuo Xiang on the portrait, Celadon blushed slightly, and hurriedly lowered it again.

The painting was so good that the other portraits lost their color.

Fang Cai Zhao Xiangling pointed to a few paintings, although they were quite gorgeous, each of them had excellent features, or their eyes were moving, or their posture was handsome, but in front of the portrait of the left prime minister, they were nothing.

Celadon thought, and stole another glance at the portrait.

I only saw the left side standing under the pear blossom forest, and the pear blossoms in the sky were like snow, scattered on the hair and shoulders.

A picture far away, and even a back can only be seen. But it can undoubtedly be known that it is the left phase.

The word Fenghua is called Fenghua, not because of the gorgeous meaning of the back, nor because of the name of physiognomy, but the most important thing is a 'wind'.

Unpredictable, incomprehensible, seemingly nonexistent, self-contained.

Zhao Xiangling smiled: "Ruiqing, do you think my painting has captured your essence?" ”

Celadon raised his eyes, glanced at Li Ruiqing, and quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look again.

After all, the person in the painting is still the person in the painting, where can he compare to the person or two? Celadon thought silently, feeling sorry for the portraits on the table.

Why bother? It's just a waste of work.

I only heard Li Ruiqing smile lightly, and his voice was as low as wine: "A few points to zero is a few points." ”

Celadon breathing is slightly sluggish. She lowered her eyes and sighed softly.

In the future, she could not serve in the near future, she had to stay away. These two masters really make people can't help but look at them twice.

Sin, sin. Celadon silently recited a few words, bowed his head and emptied his head. She didn't hear anything, she was just a piece of wood, standing still, not taking away the slightest emotion.

Putting down the painting in his hand, Zhao Xiangling motioned for Li Ruiqing to sit beside him, unfolded the other portraits, and introduced Li Ruiqing.

"This person is Shang Shulang's youngest son......"

"Too small."

"This is the third son of Zongzheng Siqing......"

"Too old."

"The Fifth Grandson of Shangshu ......"

"The country can't finish his job, and he won't be able to make it."

Zhao Xiangling: "......"

"The pentatonic is incomplete, except."

Zhao Xiangling: "......"

"Bad looks, don't."

Zhao Xiangling: "......"

"Thief's eyebrows."

"Crooked nose and slanted eyes."

"It's not pleasing to the eye."

"Mean-looking."

"How can it be!" Li Ruiqing looked at the portrait of Zhao Xiangling's subordinates, and snorted coldly, "If you don't want to make progress, you have to rely on the position of the imperial husband to win orthodoxy." ”

"Such opportunistic people may be entrusted? Drive them all back, and study well! ”

In just a few words, all the candidates were struck out.

Zhao Xiangling clapped his hands, feeling that Li Ruiqing's way of dealing with the 'Imperial Lady Election' was too exciting: "Ruiqing, when the time comes, you will tell the ministers like this." ”

See if they don't peel you.

Li Ruiqing raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "Of course I will convince them at that time." ”

Zhao Xiangling absolutely believes this. Her family Ruiqing is convincing in everything she does.

Soon, the final selection for the position of the imperial husband came out, a total of thirty-two people, and the final choice was made by the left minister.

The recruitment of husbands is open and transparent, and is located in the garden vacant land of the Nanguo Garden. On that day, Empress Zhao Xiangling also went in person to see Zuo Xiang choose a husband for her.

However...... In fact, Zhao Xiangling came to see the excitement.

She knows too well that choosing a husband and choosing a husband is clearly Li Ruiqing's anger.

Surrounded by maids, Zhao Xiangling sat on the paved cushion, covered by a yellow cover on the top of his head, and the sun could not reach her.

It's getting a little hotter this day, and you will sweat a little when you stand in the sun.

The ministers wore court clothes, sat on the ground, hid in the shade of the trees, and were very happy. After all, everyone still likes the excitement of choosing a husband.

But Li Ruiqing didn't like it. With a cold face, he arched his hand to Zhao Xiangling and said, "Your Majesty, everyone is here, you can start." ”

Zhao Xiangling smiled and nodded slightly: "Then let's start." ”

Li Ruiqing nodded and stepped aside.

For a moment, Zhao Xiangling felt that he saw a murderous aura in Li Ruiqing's eyes.

Ah, it seems that something wrong has been said again. Is the mood of Lord Zuo Xiang really not very good?

Zhao Xiangling nodded, feeling that the first person to come up was going to be unlucky.

Li Ruiqing said: "The first item is the literary test. Your Majesty, the Imperial Husband, must know astronomy and geography, be familiar with military books, and I will write the questions, and the knowledge of the investigation will be detailed. ”

Everyone nodded their heads again and again, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it.

A young man came up in high spirits, bowed his hand to Zhao Xiangling and Li Ruiqing, and said with a smile: "I am Qi Yuanwen, the seventh son of Shang Shulang, and I also ask Lord Zuo Xiang for more advice." ”

Li Ruiqing had a cold face and nodded.

He opened his mouth and asked: "Among the ten cadres, A represents anger, Geng represents murderous energy, and Sui C represents what does it represent." ”

The young man raised his head and replied with a smile: "I have heard a little about the technique of Qimen Dunjia, and C represents yang energy." Ten cadres together with the eight gates, nine stars, eight gods, nine palace gossip to form a strange door, nine stars like the sky, eight doors like people, nine palaces like the earth, the five elements and each other conversion, the mystery is endless, the Qimen Dunjia changes thousands, it comes from this. ”

Everyone applauded, thinking that his answer was not bad at all, and it was exquisite.

However, Li Ruiqing just glanced at him lightly: "Out." ”

The boy was shocked: "Why? ”

Li Ruiqing sneered: "I asked you the most basic things, you have to make an axe to say such a lot, it seems that you are quite knowledgeable, but you don't know that everyone present just gives you a face and shouts for you, you get carried away and lose your proportion, how can you convince the public with such a candidate?" ”

The crowd could not refute Li Ruiqing's point of view. I had to bow my head silently.

How to refute? He does mean to play with knowledge, and he is indeed too frivolous. Moreover, no one present could refute their knowledge, so they had no choice but to give up.

Zhao Xiangling silently lowered his head and laughed, feeling that this young man was extremely ignorant. Obviously, Zuo Xiang is angry, 'murderous' and 'angry' sound clearly not a good thing, he dares to take it, and he dares to say so much.

Tsk, it's really unlucky.

Another teenager jumped up, full of confidence.

Looking at his inevitable appearance, Zhao Xiangling knew that he was going to be miserable. Li Ruiqing, a cautious guy, will definitely not let him go.

And after listening to his introduction, everyone whispered:

"This child from Zongzheng Temple has been smart since he was a child, and there must be no problem."

"I heard that the last bachelor was stumped by him, and this son is unlimited."

When Li Ruiqing heard this, there was only an invisible smile on his lips.

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