In the room, Lin Luo helped the emperor clean up the house, carefully wiped the dust on the mattress with a rag, squatted down and washed the rag in the basin, and turned his head to look at Jiang Li.

After a pause, he continued: "So it's not what you think at all, I'm not playing with your shoes, and I don't have those elegant tastes, I just want to sell His Majesty's shoes for money." ”

Jiang Li stared at him coldly, as if she was thinking about the truth or falsehood of his explanation, and seemed to be thinking about something else, and after a while, she finally asked out loud, "Do you want to take my shoes and sell them for money?" ”

"Hmm."

Lin Luo stood up and wiped the windows and windowsills in the room, and snorted from his nose.

Although it is offensive to take her shoes and sell them for money, it is better than being misunderstood for some kind of elegance.

"After all, you are not ordinary shoes, you are the emperor's shoes, just like those antique calligraphy and paintings, they are very collectible. However, your Dengyun shoes look too new, and they are likely to be regarded as modern imitations, and they will not sell for a high price, which is a pity. ”

“......”

Jiang Li didn't answer for a while, and was silent for a moment before saying: "So it's not enough for Lin Banban to play with himself, and he still wants to sell my shoes as antiques and let others play with them in their hands?" ”

Playing with the word, she bit her voice very hard, her voice revealed a chill, Lin Luo felt that her neck was cold, and she shrunk her neck and said,

"I said that I didn't play with it, I was just observing the moire gold embroidery on it, why don't you understand human words? And I just had that in mind, and I didn't really plan to sell it. ”

“......……”

Although he denied it quickly, Jiang Li's face did not ease in the slightest, if it weren't for the fact that these boots looked too new, as he said before, they would be regarded as some modern imitation and couldn't be sold at a high price, I'm afraid this dog thing would really be sold, right?

Then the boots she wore would be bought, and she would be held in her hand like an antique, and just thinking about it would make her feel bad.

It's disgusting.

The level of nausea is second only to drinking with her boots.

The more she thought about it, the more disgusting it became, Jiang Li's eyes welled up with a deep sense of disgust, and then she said with the most vicious threat she could think of: "You'd better not even have this idea, otherwise when I go back to Daqi, I will bury you and the dog together." ”

"Uh-huh, I don't have that idea anymore." Lin Luo nodded repeatedly.

“......”

Jiang Li ignored him anymore, and looked at him cleaning the glass there with a calm face, the room was quiet for a while, Lin Luo turned his head again, and glanced at her secretly, and he didn't know if he had passed this level.

In fact... He really didn't plan to sell it, maybe he did, but when he thought about it, the idea faded.

After all, this pair of Dengyun shoes is made of the top satin, when weaving, the silk used is also the best of the best, excellence, and then hand-sewn by the royal embroidery of the palace, modern industrial products simply cannot reach such a level.

If it is handmade, it is not so high-skilled, and some of the stitches used in sewing are secrets in the court.

And then the boots are so new again.

A pair of specifications like this is enough for the royal court, but looking at the vintage, it looks like freshly made boots.

If you can't sell it at a high price, it's easy to cause some trouble.

Therefore, it is safest to dismantle the gold wire to sell.

He thought for a moment and said tentatively: "Your Majesty, if I don't sell shoes, but dismantle the gold thread embroidered with moire and sell it, will you agree?" ”

“... No. ”

"Oh."

Then there's nothing to talk about.

Lin Luo sighed, wiped the glass clean, and then brought a broom and a mop to start cleaning the ground.

He originally planned to do these jobs with Jiang Li, but no matter how bad it was, he had to let the emperor do it.

But after such a incident, he couldn't mention it again.

One worked silently, the other watched with a pestle, and no one spoke. It wasn't until the bed was made that Lin Luo went to his bedroom and brought a pillow over, that he broke the silence with a voice, "I forgot to buy you a pillow, I have two on the bed, give you one." ”

He shook the pillow in his hand, put it on the head of the bed, and looked around again, the dusty room had become new under his busy work, and the bed was neatly made.

"I've been busy for a long time just now, don't just look at it, learn carefully, I'll help you clean it up like this, and the house will be dirty and messy in the future, you clean up by yourself, don't expect me to help you again."

"Unless..."

Speaking of this, Lin Luo paused, reached out and touched two handfuls on his nose,

"Unless you ask me to remove the gold threads from your shoes and sell them for money."

“.....”

Jiang Li jumped out of the corner of his eye, staring at him without speaking.

Although he didn't speak, Lin Luo clearly received the meaning, and laughed dryly, "Haha, I'll just say that, okay, Your Majesty go to bed early, I'll go back to sleep too, oh, I'll tell you about Wu Zetian tomorrow." ”

With that, he withdrew, closed the door, and turned back to his room.

Jiang Li stood quietly in place, watching him leave, waiting for the sound of the door closing next door, she looked around the room, and then walked out as well.

She was going to go to the bathroom, put away her bedclothes and boots, and save them from being sold by some unconscionable dog.

When passing by the coffee table, Jiang Li's footsteps paused and looked at the paper full of handwriting.

..............