Women and dragons are the same species, and they cannot see such extremely beautiful things.
Song Youqing turned to look at Master Luo Zhu and winked at Bai Hu.
The white fox immediately understood that although the glass imperial green jewelry must have its own share. However, just like clothes, no woman dislikes having too much jewelry.
More importantly, this top-quality blood jade is really not big.
With the skin on, it was only seven or eight kilograms. Now that the skin is peeled off, at most three or four kilograms are left.
In addition to Song Youqing, who jumped in line, everyone was given only a little bit.
There were already more wolves than meat, yet Great Master Luo Zhu wanted to bribe Mo Han with this top quality blood jade.
When he thought that this extremely rare jade would fall into the hands of others, Bai Hu's heart ached inexplicably.
"Master, maybe Mo Han really doesn't like jade, why not give her gold?"
Grand Master Luo Zhu couldn't laugh or cry: "There is a saying in the Chinese country, which is that the person who is close to the vermillion is red and the one who is close to the ink is black. How come you have learned all his tricks just a few days after you and Ye Qing got married."
Ye Qing's expression remained unchanged and he smiled without saying a word.
He was extremely eager to make friends with Mo Han and take away the rough stones that Muse had confiscated by customs, but giving Mo Han a top-quality blood jade still made him a little disapproving.
Jade comes from Myanmar, which gives people the illusion that all Burmese people like jade.
But in fact, jade culture is unique to China. People in Myanmar simply don’t understand the beauty of wearing jade, let alone that a gentleman is as gentle as jade and possesses the five virtues.
Moreover, in addition to jade, Myanmar is also rich in various gemstones. Myanmar people like gems more than jade, and they like gold more than gems.
It is often seen that Lao Burmese has a big gold tooth inlaid with a string of gold dog chains...
Even worshiping Buddha likes to use gold.
Therefore, every Buddhist temple has pure gold Buddha statues and gold pagodas covered with gold foil.
"You can give her the imperial green jadeite!" Ye Qing said quietly. The imperial green weighs thirty-six kilograms and seven taels, which is enough for any number of things. However, only three or four kilograms of the best blood jade...
Things are rare and valuable. If you can keep the blood jade, you must not take action.
"Wash your hands and face before eating!" Cunning Tiger broke the intrigue among several people while holding the roasted venison.
As half the master, Ye Qing kept greeting Qi Yu, and Wei He, the cunning adjutant, also entertained Wang Jian and Fan Tong warmly. Everyone drank until their faces turned red and their necks thickened.
They dispersed at midnight.
Baihu and Wang Xue returned to the room first, holding the golden jade and the blood jade respectively.
Ye Qing saw that Song Youqing was not used to drinking Yunnan rice wine, her face turned pale and she was staggering when she walked. He sent her back to the room worriedly.
The room that Baihu arranged for Song Youqing was extremely luxurious, with thick carpets, gold-plated chandeliers, and a set of Chinese-style Chunqiu chairs.
Song Youqing entered the room and lay down on the Spring and Autumn Chair. Her mature body curves were clearly exposed, especially her two exposed calves, which were as delicate as mutton-fat jade.
"Auntie, drink some water!" Ye Qing took a bottle of mineral water, sat on the Chunqiu chair, and pushed Song Youqing.
Song Youqing narrowed her eyes and had a strange smile on her lips: "A farewell is better than a wedding. Why did you come to my room instead of looking for the white fox?"
"Auntie, I'm not worried. This rice wine doesn't seem to have a high alcohol content and is slightly sweet in the mouth, but you'll get drunk if you drink too much." Ye Qing unscrewed the cap of the bottle and put it into her hand: "When you wake up, your head will look like It hurts like being struck by a knife."
Song Youqing lay lazily on the thick sponge cushion of the Spring and Autumn Chair. The already somewhat ill-fitting special skirt collapsed tightly and even shrunk up, revealing her slender white thighs. Ye Qing glanced at it involuntarily.
There was a trace of a proud smile on the corner of her lips, she leaned half-back on the chair, pulled her skirt down, and then stared with a pair of phoenix eyes: "You are so willing to give that piece of blood jade to another woman."
Ye Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "What do you mean by another woman? I've never even seen that Mo Han. However, the purpose of giving gifts is also for business."
His face was full of grievance and helplessness, making it impossible for Song Youqing to see his true thoughts.
"You really don't know Mo Han!"
"Both A Min and Wang Xue can testify." Ye Qing really had a clear conscience.
"Then you really plan to listen to the old monk." Song Youqing breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
She didn't know why, but when she saw Ye Qing, Shen Junyi and Bai Hu, who raised eyebrows together, she felt as if her beloved toy had been snatched away by others.
The little man in front of him is no longer the little kid following behind him, yelling for his aunt to hug him.
"I have to say, this old monk is really wise!" Ye Qing considered the words, but couldn't think of how to describe this great master Luozhu.
"Don't you believe in Buddhism?" Song Youqing looked at him in surprise.
"You are silent, but it does not mean that there is no such thing." Ye Qing said solemnly: "Buddhism must have its reason for being able to exist for so long. At least, it still has the effect of soothing people's hearts."
"You mean Wang Xue..."
"Everyone has an unknown sad past, and so does Wang Xue." Ye Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, you would think that a young girl in her prime would become a dead soldier beside me."
"I thought she was the bodyguard assigned to you by 101!" Song Youqing put her hand on her forehead, her voice carrying a hint of sadness. After several years of separation, she actually knew very little about Ye Qing.
"No!" Ye Qing didn't want to talk more about Wang Xue. In other words, if Song Youqing really got along with Wang Xue, Wang Xue would naturally tell her life story.
"You haven't told me yet, do you really plan to hand over that piece of blood jade to Grand Master Luozhu?"
"I know my aunt is struggling with this." Ye Qing chuckled: "Even if I give it, I can't give it all. You must know that the value of blood jade, even if it is not as good as the glass emperor green, is not much lower.
That piece of blood jade is worth at least three to five billion according to the estimated value. How many gambling stones did she give me to make it back?
Even if he promised to build a gold coffin for the great master Luozhu to enshrine the Buddha's hair, it would not cost much gold and jade. Otherwise, I will never agree to him, life or death. "
Song Youqing immediately relaxed and lay back lazily, looking very tired.
"Are you too drunk? Otherwise, I'll pinch your head for you!" Ye Qing asked with concern.
"My head is still close, but my feet are very sore. Please give me a squeeze!" Song Youqing shook her white and tender feet, with red nail polish on her nails, and sat on Ye Qing's lap.
This position is undoubtedly the most correct choice. If she lies on the spring chair and raises her legs for Ye Qing to pinch her feet, the most private parts of a woman will be visible to this boy.
But sitting on his lap, I had no such worries.
