Chapter 38 He is really pitiful (add 4/5 more for the leader)
Zhao Jia sent Chang'an Juncheng to the door and watched him leave.
Getting close to Zhao Ji and reviving the legend of Lao Ai was the path Zhao Jia chose. This path was extremely dangerous. After all, he didn’t have Lu Buwei or the trap to protect him. If he didn’t get it right, he wouldn’t even know how he died. But this path
The benefits of the road are extremely high. Once it is cleared, not only can you fully take over Zhao Ji's power, but you can also control some of the traps.
For the helpless Zhao Jia, the temptation needs no elaboration.
As for relying on Concubine Yan and escaping back to Zhao State like Yan Dan, this is definitely not what Zhao Jia wants. Even if he wants to return to Zhao State, he will not go back like this.
What's more.
What to do when you return to Zhao State?
Watch it die?
Whether you succeed or not, you have to give it a try... Zhao Jia muttered in his heart. Although he was full of knowledge and had a lot of knowledge, he didn't dare to show it without the power, because he could only do it for others.
How willing he was to be a wedding dress and someone else's tool.
How can one travel through time without giving it a try?
Li Wu stood behind Zhao Jia, looking at him with full eyes. His handsome and young face was reflected in her pupils. She opened her thin lips and asked softly: "Master, are you worried?"
"Meow~"
The black cat in his arms meowed lazily, with his head on the heavy workload, he glanced at the "male master" in front of him.
Zhao Jia nodded and said half-truthfully: "I don't have many talents, painting is one of them. If I can get the attention of the Queen Mother through this, your and my situation in Qin may be better in the future. If not,
, the future may be a little difficult.”
After saying that, he sighed and looked at Li Wu helplessly, then looked at the cat in her arms and reached out to move its head.
This cat is a female, but she is very good at kissing, compared to others like him.
"Young master is humble. Just by relying on your superb painting skills, I won't worry about the future."
Li Wu hugged the black cat tightly with her slender arms, looked at Zhao Jia with admiring eyes, and said seriously.
That expression seems to be something real, enough to make a man's heart flutter.
Your son, I will not be satisfied with the future... Zhao Jia raised his head to meet her admiring gaze, smiled, and said nonchalantly: "Painting is just a small skill. It may be useful to please others, but in fact, it does not bring any practical significance."
"Anyway, I think the young master is very powerful."
Li Wu pondered for a while, raised her hand to hold a strand of bangs, looked at Zhao Jia with her charming eyes, and said slowly.
"How awesome is it?"
Zhao Jia asked curiously.
Li Wu seemed to have thought of something, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she said angrily: "Young master will bully the slave family."
"So do you like it?"
Zhao Jia put his arms around her waist and smiled.
Li Wu pursed her lips, glanced at Zhao Jia with her beautiful eyes, pushed him, and whispered: "Master, someone is watching~"
After speaking, she glanced into the distance.
I saw a very beautiful figure standing at the door of the Yin Yang family's palace, looking here from a distance. However, the distance does not have a great impact on martial arts practitioners. Within a certain distance, you can see clearly.
, so she easily recognized the other party’s identity.
Dong Jun of the Yin Yang family, that strange woman who is known as the best in Yin Yang arts.
It seems like this isn’t the first time the other party is looking this way?
Hearing this, Zhao Jia looked at where Concubine Yan was. Their eyes intertwined for an instant. He froze slightly and looked a little complicated. After a moment, he said calmly: "Let's go into the house.
"
"Sir, she seems to be looking at us."
Li Wu asked tentatively.
"do not know."
Zhao Jia said indifferently, pulling Li Wu into the courtyard, and then reached out to close the door. When it was about to close, his eyes met Concubine Yan's again.
Concubine Yan's eyes were calm and soft, like a stream, nourishing someone's heart. She actually didn't seem to care at all about what happened between Zhao Jia and Li Wu.
But the door was closed without any hesitation.
Cold and heartless.
"You must be tired."
Concubine Yan looked at the closed door with some distress. She seemed to be aware of Zhao Jia's fatigue. The slightly stiff figure of the other party said everything. She instantly imagined a big drama in her mind, such as Zhao Jia's attempt to get Chang'an.
Jun Chengyu's appreciation deliberately disguised himself as the other person's appreciation. He who was not close to women now had to put down his posture and accept everything he once hated.
He is really pitiful...
Da Siming, who was wearing a black and red cheongsam-style slim-fitting dress, stood beside Concubine Yan, looking puzzledly at the courtyard where Concubine Yan and Zhao Jia were.
How did Lord Dongjun get involved with this eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom?
The two of them must have only met once.
Hard to understand.
"In the next period of time, I need you to protect his safety."
Concubine Yan did not turn around, she opened her mouth lightly, her voice was cold and indifferent, her eyes no longer had any tenderness, but only the cold arrogance of a superior.
Da Siming asked with some confusion: "I wonder why Lord Dongjun wants his subordinates to protect this eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom?"
Concubine Yan didn't speak, she just turned sideways and glanced sideways at her.
"My subordinates know."
Da Siming's heart tightened and he responded quickly.
Concubine Yan said coldly: "If something happens to him, you don't have to live anymore."
For the Yin Yang family, the five elders and even the two guardians can all be replaced. If they are not obedient or are not easy to use, what is the use of keeping them?
"yes!"
Da Siming responded in a deep voice. There was no trace of hesitation or curiosity in his cold eyes. She knew very well how decisive the Lord Dongjun was in front of her. Not less than two disciples of the Yin Yang Family died in her hands.
Hands, and they are all core disciples, which shows how ruthless he is.
As for the others, I don’t know how many there are.
Do you really think Dong Jun of the Yin Yang family is a good man and a believer?
She just lacks love a little bit.
Zhao Jia... Da Siming glanced at Zhao Jia's location again, and the other person's voice and appearance came to mind. Compared with the last time they met, this time, Zhao Jia was undoubtedly much clearer in her mind.
After all, your own life is at stake.
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Deep in Xianyang Palace, Lanchi Palace.
Chang'an Jun Chengyu handed over several scrolls, and then stood respectfully behind the curtain, waiting for the beautiful figure inside to speak.
Not waiting for too long, a curious voice came from the lazy figure: "Where did the painting come from? The material is a bit rough, but the painting is good. What is the paint used in this painting, and why is it so dark?"
"These scrolls were written by Zhao Jia, the eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom. His own painting skills are quite interesting. I have seen them with my own eyes. If the Queen Mother is interested, you can invite him to come here to paint for you."
Cheng Xi said softly like a good baby.
"Zhao Jia?"
Queen Mother Zhao Ji made a surprised sound, and after a moment, she said lazily: "Tell me, what do you want after you have worked so hard to get these?"
Zhao Ji knew Cheng Xi very well. He always went to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, and he would definitely ask for something when he came to her.
"I knew I couldn't hide it from the Queen Mother."
Cheng Yu didn't hide anything, he admitted it openly and said confidently: "My son is not young anymore. He wants to lead the army to fight and serve Qin!"
"Leading troops to fight is not fun. Are you sure you want to do this?"
Zhao Ji said with some hesitation, she was more concerned about Cheng Yu than Ying Zheng, because Cheng Yu was more like her son at times, knowing how to act coquettishly and asking for things, while Ying Zheng behaved more like a son.
The indifferent emperor, the relationship between the two sides was extremely stiff.
"My son has made his decision. I hope the Queen Mother will approve it!"