"Mr. Zhao is resourceful, quick-thinking, handsome, straightforward, bold, and talented. Although he is a girl, his heart is as big as any man in the world. If you and I hadn't formed two camps, I would have asked Mr. Zhao to be the leader. Female Prime Minister. Besides, Mr. Zhao’s beauty is undoubtedly unique in this world. His magnificence is unparalleled and will captivate the country."
Jingzhou said this sincerely, not to mention that the most unforgettable thing about Zhao Min was wearing men's clothing and riding a white horse. That beauty is unique to this world.
This beauty is three-quarters charming, four-quarters heroic, and three-quarters heroic. It is graceful and dignified yet dignified. It makes people awe-inspiring and dare not look directly at it.
It must have been like this when it captivated the country and conquered the city with unparalleled splendor.
Moreover, this woman dares to love and hate. In the original work, she gave up all her glory and wealth for Zhang Wuji. Compared to Zhou Zhiruo, her love for Zhang Wuji is deeper.
Zhao Min was already very heroic. After the wine was gone, his face turned red and he was dizzy after a while. When he heard Jing Zhou's words, his face turned even redder.
Seeing that Jingzhou's face was sincere, without any hint of perfunctory flattery, she felt very proud, and she had a better impression of Jingzhou.
Ordinary people only think of her as a princess with a wealthy status, but they don't know the gap in her heart. At this time, Jingzhou's words were very clear, as if she were a close friend.
Seeing that she was still about to pour the wine, Jingzhou tried to grab the wine bottle, but accidentally touched the weak and boneless hand. The tentacles were as delicate and smooth as a piece of jade.
Seeing Zhao Min retracting his hand shyly, he continued with a smile: "Master Zhao, it's better to drink less. Although I'm not a womanizer, a beautiful woman like Master Zhao, after drinking, will become even more charming. It must be that." Liu Xiahui can't resist the temptation, let alone a commoner like me."
"Besides, drinking too much is harmful to your health. Judging from the look on Mr. Zhao's face, you have already drank a lot, so it's better to stop here. Although this is the first time you and I have met, I have always known Mr. Zhao, so this doesn't count. Outsiders, there is no need to drink like this."
Jing Zhou called Mr. Zhao, which made Zhao Min feel a little confused. What he originally wanted to say could not be said at this time, so he just followed his words and said: "When did the leader know about the little girl? The little girl is just an ordinary person. It’s not as famous as the leader’s fame, and it’s even less famous. Could it be that the leader is joking?”
"If I say that I knew Young Master in my previous life, do you believe it? Although it is the first time that I meet Young Master Zhao today, Young Master Zhao is not a stranger to me. Besides, Young Master is not an unknown person, and he has a distinguished status. , and even more so, he is a rare genius in the world, and all the six sects have been tricked by Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Min naturally didn't believe the first part of Jingzhou's words, so he said angrily: "Tell me, how did we meet in the previous life?"
"In our previous life, you and I were the prince and princess of the Jiang Kingdom. My name was Long Yang, and your name was Nightshade..."
Zhao Min chuckled and couldn't help but said: "Your story is quite interesting. Which country is Jiang Country? Why have I never heard of it?"
She originally thought that Jing Zhou would say some fatalistic theory, but she did not expect that he would just tell a random story. She wanted to see how Jing Zhou could complete the story!
It would be a pity for such a person not to go to a restaurant to tell stories!
"Don't worry, just listen to me slowly."
"Although our Jiang Kingdom is a small country, with our father and king guarding us, you and I can live a stable life..."
Talking about the days when Long Kui and Long Yang were fighting in the palace, Zhao Min gradually became fascinated while listening, with his arms propped on the table: "What happened next? Later, my mother actually embroidered a map of mountains, rivers, and the country for King Qi?"
“How could such a large embroidery work as the Landscape Map be completed in just two years!”
Jingzhou gradually talked about the demise of the Jiang Kingdom and Long Yang's death in battle. When he talked about Long Kui dying with his sword, Zhao Min's eyes were red from crying.
She wiped her tears with a handkerchief, said she was too drunk, and went in to change clothes.
Jingzhou took a glass of wine and started drinking it. The wine was fragrant and dry, with a mellow taste.
This vintage red wine is extremely precious.
In ancient times, there was a long-standing custom that if a daughter was born in the family, a jar of wine would be brewed and buried deep in the ground. When the daughter got married, the wine would be dug out from the ground to entertain guests. This jar of wine Then she was called "Nuer Hong".
"The seventeen-year-old daughter is red. I just don't know if this is Zhao Min's wine collection." Jingzhou smiled and drank the wine in the glass.
After a while, Zhao Min changed her clothes, resumed her daughter's clothes, and walked slowly over.
Wearing a goose-yellow dress with a rose-colored shadow bra as thin as a cicada's wings, a pearl gold hairpin was inserted in her head, and green silk was wrapped around her waist. Her figure is graceful and slender, her skin is as white as jade, and her hair is fluffy, making people feel pity for her.
"It's a pity that there are no fairy skirts with wide sleeves here." Zhao Min sighed, and then said with a smile: "Brother Wang, does it look good?"
"Good-looking. Among the people I have met in my life, I have never met such a beautiful person as Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Min smiled slightly and sat down again, but at this time, she had no intention of keeping Jing Zhou.
"Can Brother Wang surrender to the imperial court?"
For some reason, Zhao Min said these words out of nowhere when she saw Jingzhou's face. She knew that it was impossible for Jingzhou to give up Mingjiao and join the court, not to mention that Mingjiao had already occupied many places.
"If I were to do something else, I will definitely not let Mr. Zhao down whenever he asks for something. However, there is no room for this matter. Even without my Mingjiao, there are still other sects to resist Yuanting. . The people of the Yuan Dynasty are unpopular. It is a foregone conclusion that the world will change dynasties. It just comes sooner or later. Even if you are a female Zhuge, you cannot change the outcome of the demise of the Yuan Dynasty."
Facing the peerless Mr. Zhao in front of him, Jingzhou didn't want to deceive her, so he told the truth.
After hearing Jing Zhou's words, Zhao Min's expression darkened and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
But for a moment, this lonely look turned into a smile, and she said loudly: "Brother Wang, let's continue drinking. I respect you for this drink. Next time we meet, maybe we will meet with swords drawn." Now, don’t show mercy when the time comes!”
After saying that, she raised her head and downed the whole glass. She was about to get the second glass, but was stopped by Jing Zhou.
"Mr. Zhao, drinking too much wine will harm your health. Besides, Mr. Zhao is a girl, so it is not appropriate to drink without proper instruction. Why don't you remove the wine?"
"I wonder if you have a harp here. It's a great blessing to meet Mr. Zhao today. Can I please play a harp for him?"
Jingzhou's voice was like a clear spring, flowing slowly through Zhao Min's heart.
She had never met such a person before, gentle, elegant, and knowledgeable. It would be great if he was not the leader of the Ming Cult. Why is he the leader of the rebels~
He is a rebel and she is the princess of the imperial court. They are enemies. After today, they may never meet again. Even if they meet again, their identities will have changed.
For a moment, Zhao Min was a little envious of Nightshade. At least, she lived happily.
