Entertainment Qin Shi

Chapter 48

In the empty Lanchi Palace, tulle dances with the wind.

A pretty woman was reclining on a soft couch with a graceful figure, her chin resting on one hand, her black and white eyes were lazily looking at Zhao Jia, because of her lying position, she could even see the abyss-like ravine in front of her , The plump things are white and eye-catching, Zhao Ji doesn't care about this, she even twitches her legs from time to time, as if teasing a little boy who doesn't understand anything.

The main hall was not lit, and soft sunlight came in from the large windows in the southwest.

Among them, the maids and others have already retreated, and even Zhao Gao is no longer here, leaving only Zhao Jia and Zhao Ji.

As for the reason, it is naturally because of Zhao Jia's saying that "a quiet environment is more conducive to creation".

Zhao Ji was also capricious, she was not worried at all that Zhao Jia would misunderstand her picture, she waved her hand, and asked everyone to retreat, lying sideways on the soft couch, posing this charming posture, tempting a bloody man Young boy, she seems to really want to see Zhao Jia show an ugly face

Zhao Jia accepted all of this. It seems that if you dare to reveal it, I dare to watch it. Naturally, I did not forget to paint during the period.

Artful.

But compared to the modern Western full nudity, Zhao Jia prefers this kind of half-cover up, it feels really wonderful.

Zhao Ji noticed Zhao Jia's unruly eyes, and blinked her lazy beautiful eyes, but couldn't hear the tone: "Just now Aijia said you are a good boy, now it seems that you are not as good as you seem on the surface. , Ai Jia has never seen such a bold and unreasonable look like you."

"The foreign minister is painting for the queen mother, so naturally he needs to look at the face and body of the queen mother."

Zhao Jia paused with the pen in his hand, looked at Zhao Ji calmly, and said softly: "As a foreign minister, I naturally know the identity of the Queen Mother. I shouldn't show such an expression due to the distinction between superiority and inferiority, but identity can't cover up my identity. It is the fact that the Queen Mother is a woman.

When a man sees a beautiful woman, he will naturally show appreciation.

What's more, the beauty of the queen mother is really rare in this world! "

"You don't have to worry about Aijia digging out your eyes."

Zhao Ji stood up slowly, staring at Zhao Jia with beautiful eyes, her tone suddenly turned cold.

Zhao Jia said with a serious face: "The minister is just telling the truth. If the Queen Mother feels displeased, she can punish me at will. But before that, I want to finish this painting first."

"...Oh, Aijia doesn't know if you are really stupid or fake~"

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment, then smiled and said.

These years, it was the first time she saw someone dare to speak like that in front of her. Looking at her like this, she was the Queen Mother of Qin.

Zhao Jia looked at Zhao Ji with burning eyes, and said solemnly: "If the queen mother wants the ministers to treat the queen mother with the courtesy of the queen mother, you can make it clear that in the eyes of the foreign ministers, the queen mother is just a beautiful woman. Do your best to describe this beautiful scene."

That incomparably handsome face coupled with that serious expression is really hard to find fault with.

"woman……"

Zhao Ji's beautiful eyes moved. To be honest, she hadn't known what it was like to be a woman for a long time.

At this moment, small voices suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Lu Xiangguo, the Queen Mother is inconvenient right now..."

"Step aside!"

Following the sound of an old and deep voice, Lu Buwei directly pushed open the palace door and strode into it, with a casual gesture as if returning to his own home.

When Zhao Ji heard the movement, she didn't arrange her clothes. She looked coldly at the figure walking slowly in the distance, until the other person came to her, and then said in a cold voice: "Lu Xiangguo raped you without passing on the information." Breaking into the bedroom of Ai's family, can you be convicted of a crime?"

"I have important national affairs to report to the queen mother, so my words and deeds are a little anxious. I hope the queen mother will forgive me."

Lu Buwei clasped his hands in salute, and said indifferently, at the same time, he glanced at Zhao Jia in the hall, feeling a little surprised, when did this eldest son of Zhao Guo get involved with Zhao Ji, he seemed to be doing pretty well
He looked Zhao Jia up and down, snorted suddenly, and looked at Zhao Ji:

"It's the queen mother. As the queen mother of Qin, she should pay attention to her words and deeds when she is the mother of the world."

"Lu Buwei, what do you mean by that!"

Zhao Ji's expression turned cold in an instant, she stared fixedly at the old man in front of her, and said in a cold voice, she heard the meaning of Lu Buwei's words, and she couldn't figure out the strange tone of voice.

Lu Buwei actually suspects that she keeps a male favorite, if she really has this intention, why wait until today.

"I just remind the Queen Mother, there is no other meaning."

Lu Buwei's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly.

Zhao Ji said sullenly: "Why do you need to remind the Ai family? It should be Lu Xiangguo who should pay attention to his words and deeds. Don't forget, the Ai family's political son is the king of Qin!"

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

Lu Buwei said something calmly, and then looked at Zhao Jia: "The old man and the queen mother need to discuss important national affairs, please go out first."

"promise!"

Zhao Jia clapped his hands in response, rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and walked away, not daring to toughen Lu Buwei at all.

In the current state of Qin, Lu Buwei's desire to crush him to death is no different from crushing an ant. Even if he is the eldest son of the state of Zhao, this identity does not give him the slightest sense of security.

Should be cowardly or have to be cowardly.

Lu Buwei glanced at Zhao Gao and the others, and said indifferently: "You guys go out too!"

Everyone clapped their hands together and obediently walked out of the palace together with Zhao Jia.

Not long after the few people left the palace, there was a noisy sound from inside, and the movement was not small. Unfortunately, the distance between them was too far to hear their conversation clearly.

Most importantly, Zhao Gao was looking at him.

Zhao Gao said slowly: "My lord, let's stop here for today's painting, you should go."

This is a kind reminder to him.

Zhao Jia's body is too brittle, and he would easily crush himself if he participated in the matter between Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji.

"Please give this painting to the Queen Mother."

Zhao Jia handed a semi-finished painting to Zhao Gao, then gave a slight salute, turned and left.

Zhao Gao took the painting, glanced at it, and was attracted by the sentence on the painting. His eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Jia again. He didn't understand what Zhao Jia's real purpose was.

Was Zhao Jia really just being bold?

act recklessly?

Zhao Gao pondered for a moment, then folded the painting silently, put it in his sleeve, and then stood quietly on the spot.

About the time of a cup of tea.

Lu Buwei strode out from the palace with a gloomy expression, as if he didn't get a satisfactory answer from Zhao Ji.

Follow Lu Buwei to leave.

Zhao Gao turned around and entered the palace.

now.

Zhao Ji stood there with an ugly face, with grief and resentment in her eyes, at this moment, Zhao Gao handed over the painting.

"Empress Dowager, this was given by Young Master Jia to the servants before he left."

Zhao Ji frowned, and glanced at Zhao Gao, who was speaking inappropriately. How could she care about looking at any paintings now? She was so angry with Lu Buwei that she wished she could strangle this old thing to death, but she had nothing to do with it, even in her heart. Still holding a glimmer of hope.

A woman always needs a man to rely on, even if she resents this man very much.

However, Zhao Ji still reached out to take the painting that Zhao Gao handed over, opened it and glanced at it, and after just one glance, she was attracted by a poem on the painting.

(End of this chapter)