There was no sound in a set of movements, and it was seen that Qingyun's eyes behind Zhao Xiangling were a little bright. She wiped her sword, a little unable to hold it.

Fortunately, Celadon forced her back with a look in his eyes.

"The national teacher is really interested in early in the morning." Zhao Xiangling smiled and grabbed Li Ruiqing's sleeve.

Li Ruiqing lowered his head and saw the same blue moire embroidered on his sleeve.

Zhao Xiangling was afraid that he wouldn't see it clearly, so he deliberately waved his sleeves and shook it in front of his eyes.

Slapping her hand away, Li Ruiqing put away his sword and turned around, about to go inside.

Zhao Xiangling grabbed him: "Hey, national teacher, I want to leave the palace today, and you go with me." ”

"No, no." Li Ruiqing said and walked straight into the house.

On Chang'an Street, the hawker's shouting suddenly stopped, and he stared blankly at the two customers who didn't know where they came from.

One of them wore a high bun, tied with a light blue strap, and his face was veiled, revealing a snow-white neck. She was dressed in a very good fabric, which she had never seen before, and was embroidered with clouds that seemed to flow.

Although this person was wearing men's clothes, the loose waist could not hide his good figure, and the cloud patterns embroidered on his chest were like ocean waves, almost surging out.

The peddler wanted to look again, but was interrupted by a cold voice: "A copper plate, for you." ”

After speaking, a pair of slender hands took out a string of bright sugar gourds from the grass plugs he tied, and the neatly trimmed nails flashed before his eyes.

The one who took the sugar gourd was a man with cold hands and even colder faces. The peddler felt that it was the best face he had ever seen, like the man who came out of the painting. He stood beside the woman, holding a string of sugar gourds in a very discordant manner, and stuffed them to the man next to him.

The woman said, "Ruiqing, don't you eat?" ”

"Don't."

"Really?"

"Nope."

"Okay."

The two gradually walked away, the vendor held a copper plate, looked at the blue cloud on the two in the distance, and suddenly carefully put the copper plate in the personal belt, and decided to go home and make a good offering.

Zhao Xiangling looked at Li Ruiqing, who had just come out of the dead and alive, and pursed his lips and smiled: "I don't want to wear a veil." ”

Outside, you can't say I'm there.

"Wearing it." Non-negotiable.

Zhao Xiangling pulled his sleeve and said almost a scoundrel: "I can't do it, I'm going to be out of breath, I'm going to die, ah, you murder me with a veil......"

Li Ruiqing pulled out his sleeve from Zhao Xiangling's hand: "On the street, wear it!" ”

Okay, then put it on the street and take it off when you get inside. Zhao Xiangling smiled secretly, a little pleasant.

As soon as she was happy, she wanted to sing:

"I have a bad national teacher, he is always quiet~"

"Be quiet!" Li Ruiqing was half angry.

So Zhao Xiangling lowered his voice: "One day I pulled him to go to the market~"

Li Ruiqing knew that it was useless to murder her, and it was useless to persuade her, so he simply shut up and ignored her.

Without obstruction, Zhao Xiangling continued to sing unscrupulously: "He didn't say a word and threw his sleeves away, but he didn't want to~ I kicked him to the ground and fell into the mud!" ”

Li Ruiqing's face darkened.

Zhao Xiangling didn't realize it, and happily took a bite of the sugar gourd: "Ruiqing, do I sing well?" ”

"Reverse black and white!" Li Ruiqing said. When did he get kicked into the mud!

Oh, and the lotus pond doesn't count.

Zhao Xiangling tugged at his sleeve and laughed: "How about this song called "I Have a Little National Teacher"? ”

Li Ruiqing: "Not really. ”

Zhao Xiangling whispered: "I gave you this song." ”

Li Ruiqing: "Don't. ”

"Really?" Zhao Xiangling pinched his sleeve and squinted threateningly. On her other hand, the red and bright sugar gourd string was very close to Li Ruiqing's cuffs.

The maltoyellow sugar on top looks like it's about to trickle down. Zhao Xiangling knew that Li Ruiqing's love for cleanliness was outrageous. If the sugar fell on him, he would go crazy.

Li Ruiqing was helpless and pulled off his sleeve: "Why did you learn so many messy songs from her!" ”

Zhao Xiangling pinched the sugar gourd and continued to eat: "Ruiqing, I want to tell Aunt Xia that you actually slandered her." ”

It was rare that Li Ruiqing did not refute it again.

After a while, he said again: "What else did she teach you?" ”

Zhao Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and then, she bit a gourd and said sullenly: "She said, she sold you to me, hit and kick casually." ”

"It's not like her tone." Li Ruiqing shook his head and frowned.

Zhao Xiangling swallowed the sugar gourd with difficulty and spoke: "I really want to hear it?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Xiangling was faint, looking at the ground, his red lips slightly opened. Under the tulle, there was a smile that could not be hidden: "The pearl and jade splint, the red silk thread bolt, and the hanging beam for three days." ”

Li Ruiqing didn't walk steadily and stumbled. He stabilized his body, blushed slightly, and coughed lightly: "You don't want to learn from her." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Xiangling replied.

The two of them were silent and walked forward.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiangling asked in a low voice, "Ruiqing, is that really your mother?" ”

Li Ruiqing gritted his teeth: "Hmm! ”

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There are three large casinos in the capital. A bet on horses, a gambling on cards, a cockfight. Because the things to bet on are different, so the venue is also different.

It is rumored that the owner of these three casinos is the same person, but no one knows what the truth is. No one has ever seen this mysterious owner, and no one knows who this casino belongs to.

Zhao Xiangling brought Li Ruiqing to the largest cockfighting arena in the capital, called the Marks Casino.

This casino is on the periphery of the shopping area in Beijing, because it is the smallest of the three types of gambling games, so there are many people coming and going, mixed with black and white.

The third time he was hit by a strong man covered in sweat, Li Ruiqing glanced at Zhao Xiangling behind him and rubbed his eyebrows: "Your Majesty...... What are you doing here? ”

"Casino, what else can you do?" Zhao Xiangling followed behind Li Ruiqing, and looked at him to open the way for himself, feeling that he was a good national teacher, and felt that he was really worth five hundred golden flowers.

Pushing Li Ruiqing, the two turned left and right, and came to a red acid branch wooden door carved with a begonia pattern.

Zhao Xiangling didn't think about it, and directly pushed the door in. Li Ruiqing didn't have time to stop it, so he could only follow her.

The dark fragrance floats inside, and the large peony blooms on the screen. Through the screen, I could vaguely see a person sitting inside, getting up to greet him.

The person who came was a young man, with brown and black eyes wrapped in a pair of peach blossom eyes, as if smiling rather than smiling, all kinds of fascination, his eyebrows were slightly curved, and his eyes became more and more radiant. His slightly stiff hair was tied in a half-bun, and the remaining half was sprinkled on his body, and he looked a little piercing when he was straight.

On the black robe, the edge is embroidered with red lotus auspicious cloud patterns, which is a good view. When you walk around, the accessories on your waist are rattling, like flowing water, and you have no intention of being emotional.

The slender calves are wrapped in a pair of black soap boots, which are even more sturdy and straight.

Seeing Zhao Xiangling, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly loose, like a peach blossom petal falling down. When he opened his mouth, he called affectionately: "Xiang Zero, why did you come ......?"