"Play for a while, and then let the ants take the bait."

As he spoke, Zhao Xiangling dragged his sword towards Bogujia, and was just about to kick it up when he was stopped by Li Ruiqing.

"Wait."

Dragging her back a few steps, Li Ruiqing quickly removed a few porcelain bottles from the shelf: "Okay." ”

He raised his hand and signaled that Zhao Xiangling could kick it.

Zhao Xiangling squinted at the few porcelain vases he had put down, frowned, and said, "Distressed? ”

"Hmm." Li Ruiqing replied frankly.

Turning his head, looking at Bogujia, and then at the porcelain bottles on the ground, Zhao Xiangling twisted his eyebrows: "However, you are taking the most worthless bottle." ”

The bottles that Li Ruiqing took down were ordinary landscapes, flowers and birds bottles, which were by no means comparable to the enamel bottles, seven-color crystal bottles, and chicken blood jade bottles on the shelves......

"Hmm." Li Ruiqing replied and pointed to Zhao Xiangling, "This is the handwriting of the former dynasty Wang Taishi, this is Sun Taishou's handwriting, and this, this should be from Master Shi." ”

Looking at it again, Zhao Xiangling understood, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Ruiqing, you still have the heart to love talents." ”

Most of the bottles he left behind have calligraphy and paintings, and no matter how poor they are, they are calligraphy.

Li Ruiqing lowered his head, moved things away, and motioned for Zhao Xiangling to kick quickly, agreeing with her words by the way: "Money is a good thing." ”

Listen to the heart of love for talent as the heart of love for money.

"Isn't that all of this a bad game?" Zhao Xiangling's foot stretched out into the air was retracted.

"These will be worth a lot of money in the future." Li Ruiqing smiled and stood up, "The rest doesn't matter. ”

"Really?" Zhao Xiangling was suspicious and kicked on the Bogu shelf. I only heard the chaotic sound of ping-pong, and there were many porcelain pieces and jade pieces on the ground.

"Why wait later?"

Li Ruiqing explained: "When they go west, these things will be valuable." ”

Zhao Xiangling: "......" is okay, she understands what it means to be a gentleman who loves money and takes it in a good way.

Ruiqing is really very Taoist, he is looking forward to the death of others!

"Whose vase does it belong to?" Zhao Xiangling pointed to the most plain one of them and couldn't help but ask, "It's the one with the begonia painted on it." ”

If it weren't for the paintings, she wouldn't have recognized them as begonia flowers.

Li Ruiqing didn't speak, but his face suddenly turned red. He turned his head and kicked the porcelain shards so that he could hear the movement inside.

"Ruiqing?" Zhao Xiangling saw the doorway, and laughed in a low voice, "Let me guess, this porcelain vase...... Did you draw it? ”

Li Ruiqing turned his head awkwardly and did not answer her words.

"But this Feng is too immature, not quite like it." Zhao Xiangling whispered, deliberately teasing him, "And the begonias in this painting ...... What is the meaning? ”

Li Ruiqing glared at her, and then did not speak.

"Ah, begonia flowers, isn't that me?" Zhao Xiangling pretended to be surprised, "Aiqing, what are your good paintings?" ”

"I can't hear your voice outside, so it's time to be suspicious." Li Ruiqing tried to deflect the topic.

"Aiqing, don't be shy, I don't know anything." Zhao Xiangling was serious, "I don't know you drew this bottle when you were young and ignorant, and oops, I don't know when it was placed here." ”

"To zero!" Li Ruiqing was annoyed and ashamed.

"If I knew, I'd put it at the head of my bed." Zhao Xiangzero nodded, and went to pick up the porcelain vase, "Look at it every day when you open your eyes, and look at it when you close your eyes......"

"Zhao Xiangling!" Li Ruiqing amplified his voice.

"Li Ruiqing!" Zhao Xiangling also suddenly said loudly, "You have been lying to me all along!" It turns out that you are the one who has been designing to frame me! Blue and white, blue and white were also harmed by you, isn't it, you say yes! ”

She always gets into the groove very quickly. Li Ruiqing had to cooperate with her and said, "No, minister." ”

Weak rebuttal, without any evidence.

Of course, Li Ruiqing can come up with evidence to prove his 'innocence', but the problem is that what Zhao Xiangling needs is that he is 'not innocent'.

Kicking away the broken porcelain, Zhao Xiangling was furious: "Okay, you Li Ruiqing!" Good! ”

As she spoke, she pointed her long sword on Li Ruiqing's neck: "Celadon!" You let me in! ”

Celadon who was waiting outside heard this roar, hurriedly pushed the door in, knelt on the ground and said in a panic: "Your Majesty? ”

"Go, call me in, I want them to confront each other!" Zhao Xiangling was furious, watching Li Ruiqing skim the tip of his sword, and then grabbed the hilt of his sword and threw it aside.

Celadon looked at the two of them with horizontal eyebrows, and was shocked, wanting to remind Zhao Xiangling that Qinghua was tired, and he didn't want to be disturbed by others: "Your Majesty, she ...... Qinghua"

"Call!" Zhao Xiangling knew what she wanted to say when he looked at her face, but she couldn't let her say it, so he said angrily, "Celadon porcelain, now even you refuse to listen to me!" ”

This was said very seriously, and Celadon hurriedly bowed down and responded: "The slave and maid don't dare." ”

After finishing speaking, he withdrew to look for Qinghua, thinking in his heart that he would wait for Zhao Xiangling to be in a better mood before persuading her.

Celadon knew that Zhao Xiangling would not be able to turn his face with Li Ruiqing for a while, after all, the latter was a very prestigious left minister in the court today.

In less than half an hour, celadon found blue and white.

Qinghua has now been demoted to a coarse envoy palace maid, with the simplest pink gown on her body, and no accessories on her head, just two buns simply tied with flower ropes.

She saw Zhao Xiangling, her eyes drooped down, her eyes were full of water, and she bowed: "Your Majesty." ”

"Get up!" Zhao Xiangling's tone was still not very good.

She stared at Li Ruiqing, and even some redness in her eyes had not faded.

Those who are familiar with Zhao Xiangling know that she rarely gets angry, and even if she is angry, she rarely writes it on her face.

But the angry Zhao Xiangling, no one in the palace dared to provoke him. So Qinghua was a little trembling. She got up and stood a little bewildered.

"You, tell me what happened last time." Zhao Xiangling turned his head, and the anger on his face faded a little.

Qinghua was a little puzzled. She whispered: "I don't know what Your Majesty wants the slave to say?" ”

"It's the poisoning incident last time." Zhao Xiangling said, "I have always felt quite suspicious, you now tell me clearly, what is going on!" ”

Qinghua licked her lips, lowered her head and rolled her eyes twice, before she looked up at Li Ruiqing.

Zhao Xiangling was even angrier. She said, "Don't look at him! Tell me what happened! ”

"Slave maid ......" Qinghua fell to the ground and mourned, "Slave maid don't dare!" ”

Before Zhao Xiangling's voice fell, the blue and white tears dripped on the carpet first, wetting the fine velvet and sticking it together.

Her eyes immediately turned red, and she looked up to look at Li Ruiqing, but she didn't dare to look at it again.

"Say!"

Qinghua's desire to speak again and again, exhausted Zhao Xiangling's last bit of patience.

"Your Majesty......" Qinghua cried, "you have to believe in the slave maid, the slave maid has followed you for seven years, and the slave maid has no reason to hurt you!" ”

Zhao Xiangling knew that she was going to start. I have been acting for so long, just to wait for her to start selling miserably and tell the 'truth' of the facts.

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