Chapter 74 Fighting for favor
After a tug of war between the two sides, King Zhao had no intention of giving up the painting.
In a desperate situation, Ji Yunqing suddenly had an idea and thought of saying goodbye.
She stepped aside neatly and handed the painting to King Zhao, saying in an attitude of "I just painted it, what can you do to me?" "Your Highness, since you want to see it, then take a good look at it!"
It’s ruined!
She won't fight anymore!
King Zhao raised his eyebrows. He gave up so easily?
The joy in my heart completely disappeared when I saw the content of this painting again.
Just when he was about to get angry, punish, and leave, he heard Ji Yunqing's voice, which was even more righteous than his.
"Your Majesty, you only saw me secretly painting your portrait, but you didn't realize that I was missing you by looking at the painting. You haven't been here for such a long time, I was worried that I had forgotten what you looked like."
As Ji Yunqing spoke, she shyly cast a coquettish glance at King Zhao.
It was as if she had intended this from the beginning.
King Zhao didn't believe her nonsense at all. He still held the damned paper tightly in his hand and laughed in anger: "Okay, then explain to me again, my beloved concubine, what is the meaning of the other man in the painting?"
Ji Yunqing: “…”
To die!
She really forgot.
But when Ji Yunqing does things, he mainly does editing!
She opened her mouth and said, "My Lord, isn't this your fault after all?"
"Blame the king?"
"you do not say"
In a short period of time, Ji Yunqing arranged 108 touching and heart-wrenching plots.
"Who told you to be with Miss Chengcheng every day? I must paint Miss Chengcheng as well.
But for some reason that you probably don't want to know (they wanted to sell the paintings for money), they changed the gender of the person.
Now, at least in the painting, the prince and Chengcheng can only have pure friendship, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of my long-cherished wish."
When he was moved, Ji Yunqing even wiped away his tears with his sleeves.
I hope the man in front of me only knows about men and women, and doesn’t understand men.
"Are you finished?"
King Zhao was not moved at all, and even seemed a little cold and ruthless: "Don't think that I don't know that friendship between two men is not necessarily pure."
"..."
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little stagnant.
After thinking for a few seconds, Ji Yunqing walked forward and hugged the other person's thin waist tightly.
"Don't be angry, my lord. It's all my fault."
King Zhao still spoke in a cold and hard tone, but he did not move away: "Ji, do you know your mistake?"
It's no use even if you take the initiative to act coquettishly towards him. Anyone who dares to do such a thing should be severely punished!
Ji Yunqing carefully checked that both of King Zhao's hands were held by her. Even if he was angry, he couldn't hurt anyone. Only then did he feel at ease and speak the truth.
"Your Majesty, I am really out of money, so I was thinking about whether I could paint a few pictures of beauties and sell them to make money.
Think about it, as a man who stands tall and proud, aren't you the mainstay of your family? Shouldn't you be the breadwinner?
In my mind, whether you give me money directly or use your fair body, ugh, or portrait to make money, the final effect is the same."
Ji Yunqing appealed to her emotions and reasoned with her, and felt that he had said all the good things he could. Any sensible man should have known when to stop!
What a great thing! The final effect is the same!
King Zhao was so angry that his temples ached. No wonder Cheng Cheng kept talking about this woman. It seemed like this was a revelation from some unknown source.
——If he doesn’t come again, maybe we can find his portrait in other people’s places after a while.
If it was really bought by one of his brothers... the consequences would be unimaginable!
Seeing that this man was not convinced by her eloquence, Ji Yunqing silently increased the strength of her embrace on him.
She cried and howled, "Prince, you know, I lost my biological mother when I was young, and now I have left my stepfather and stepmother to come to you...
Under your protection, I finally realized my dream of becoming a great painter.
Are you going to be like all those unreasonable, extremely self-deprecating and conceited men, cruelly and ruthlessly preventing me from pursuing my dreams?
Are you worried that you won't be worthy of me when I become successful, so you want to kill my dreams from the beginning and make me spend the rest of my life in confusion?
Are you jealous of my talent and deliberately suppressing the great painter who is about to become famous?"
Originally, King Zhao had softened his heart at Ji Yunqing's crying, until he heard the second half.
Alright!
He doesn't mind what dreams the woman in the backyard pursues. After all, if a group of people have nothing to do every day, it's easy for something to get into trouble.
but……
King Zhao ruthlessly exposed her wishful thinking: "Give up, no one will buy this kind of painting you drew... " He wanted to say shit, but he held back.
"What's wrong with my painting? It's so beautiful!" Ji Yunqing felt from the bottom of his heart that his painting was the best.
In the end, in order to dissuade Ji Yunqing from any more trouble, King Zhao generously gave him two thousand taels.
Ji Yunqing looked at the two thousand taels of silver that King Zhao casually gave out, and his eyes turned red with jealousy.
She fought with this rich man!
There are so many rich people in the world, what's wrong with having one more?
Thinking of the list of people vying for favor during the previous confinement, Ji Yunqing hurriedly took it out and read it out.
"Your Majesty, I also want a millstone, bricks, a hoe, a saw, and a donkey..."
As he listened, King Zhao sneered and asked, "Why should I give it to you?"
"Then... Your Majesty, please stay tonight. After we're done tonight and you're in a good mood, I'll come to you for it again?" Ji Yunqing asked tentatively.
King Zhao felt suffocated when he thought about how someone read these things to him when he was enjoying himself at night.
"Okay, I'll give it to you, but forget about the donkey. I don't want to see a stupid donkey!"
"Okay, okay, thank you, Your Highness." Ji Yunqing nodded repeatedly. In fact, she wrote the word "donkey" just to set off other things.
In comparison, although other things look a little weird, they are all dead objects!
Seeing this woman so happy, King Zhao couldn't help but ask, "My beloved concubine, have you gained weight? Not only has your face become rounder, but your belly has also bulged out."
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't think that I don't know. I felt it when you hugged me just now."
Ji Yunqing said in a flattering tone: "Your Majesty, it's because the food in the mansion tastes so good.
Besides, I was thinking that the other sisters are all skinny, if you want to hug a soft one, wouldn't I be able to take advantage of you?"
"It doesn't have to be too fat, just a little rounder will be fine." King Zhao looked at Ji Yunqing's cheeks, which were white, tender and soft, and he couldn't help pinching them.
Well, there is really too much meat.
Ji Yunqing covered his face and was about to complain when he heard the maid outside anxiously say, "My Lord, my master Zeng is not feeling well. I want you to come over and take a look."