The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Xie Pinggang was confused.

Xie Qiao added: "His fingernails are quite clean, but don't you see a slight gap in those fingernails? This man... loves to bite his nails, so he is still a suspicious person. Look at the back of his hand, his bones are deep and sinews are floating, Less joy and more worry, hard bones and thin labor, light and large wrinkles, mixed with dullness and roughness, mainly lonely, poor, ignorant, and ignorant.”

Only eight buckets high?

Absolutely impossible.

This suspicious and timid person may indeed have talent and learning, unless he has sufficient advantages in other aspects, such as family background, parents and other innate conditions, it is not a big problem.

But this person's appearance of being alone and poor is so obvious, it can be seen that the innate conditions are not good.

In such a situation, no matter how the combination can't become the kind of person who is high-minded and self-purifying as the eldest brother said, the heart is not enough at all!

"You stared at him just now because he... looks bad?" Xie Pinggang looked at her seriously.

"Brother, all those good things you said should be on this portrait, do you think it's strange?" Xie Qiao pointed at the portrait, "If there is a big living person in the portrait, then he is really just like what you said. , is a wealthy champion."

Xie Pinggang looked at the portrait: "This is a person? There is no difference!"

"There is a difference!" Xie Qiao was stubborn.

It's you pig who can't see it!

Xie Qiao put away the portrait, thought about it, and asked, "Where did this portrait come from?"

"Snatched it from the Zhuangyuan Building." Xie Pinggang's tone was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Xie Qiao staring at her, he explained: "I went to the Zhuangyuan Building for a drink that day, and wanted to see if there was a suitable scholar there, and when I saw that this person looked good, I took off the portrait and looked for this person again. People chatted."

"Zhuangyuan Building?" Xie Qiao was surprised.

She knew that it was a place where scholars loved to live.

It will be spring in a few days. There should be many students from other places in the Zhuangyuan Building. I heard that there will be paintings and portraits of some students who have just learned.

"Zhuangyuan Building will not easily paint portraits for students, right?" Xie Qiao suddenly asked.

"It seems to be the case. The ones that can be drawn are all tested in the Zhuangyuan Building, and they are learned by everyone." Xie Pinggang nodded.

Xie Qiao's complexion changed.

Looking at the man below, she asked her elder brother, "Did he say that he will have a spring festival this year?"

"I asked and said that I want to participate, but..." Xie Pinggang thought for a while, "This person is not the same as the scholars I have met. When other scholars mention scientific examinations, they will be a little nervous or show some concerns. The color, he is quite plain, and... at this time, ordinary scholars are not willing to come out and walk around."

No matter how confident a person is, in the face of the big event of Chunwei, it is impossible to act as if nothing happened.

Listening to Xie Qiao's analysis just now, Xie Pinggang also felt a little strange.

"Brother, I'll give you a calculation." Xie Qiao said suddenly with a serious face.

Xie Pinggang sat up straight.

Xie Qiao took out a few copper coins on the spot, shook the tea bowl and swung it on the table, then closed his eyes and wrote down the location and flower noodles, back and forth several times, with a serious face.

Xie Pinggang was quite frightened by her babbling appearance.

"Hurry up, the one below is waiting for me." Xie Pinggang urged.

Soon, Xie Qiao said, "Big Brother's fortune has come."

"What?" Xie Pinggang was stunned.

Xie Qiao glanced at the man below: "There must be a lawsuit in front of you, eldest brother, there is a variable in front of you, do you dare to hold it?"

"..." Xie Pinggang felt that this girl was crazy and couldn't have it.

What the hell is this all about?