"I still don't know who is real and who is fake."
Li Zhige raised his beautiful pupils, and a cold air hit him, piercing into Zhang Mingming's vicious eyes, which actually made her a little scared.
"This jade pendant and jade bracelet are not made of ordinary jade.
They are made by dissolving gold into Lantian jade and casting it through a special technique.
Therefore, it has the luster of jade and is as soft as gold and as hard as iron.
It’s not afraid of being cut by sword or refined by fire, so it shouldn’t be difficult to tell the difference between authenticity and authenticity.”
Zhang Mingming's fists clenched tightly, and he still spoke harshly when he was about to die.
The bitch glanced at everyone and said with a proud smile: "Today, the jade inspector who inspects jade is here, why not let him testify, is it true or not?"
It’s clear as day.”
"In this case, it is better for me to be respectful than to obey my orders."
A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, his back straight, and he looked upright.
He reached out to pick up the jade bracelet from Li Zhige's singer, but Li Zhige changed his position and took it empty.
"Girl, you" Inspector Jade was puzzled.
"I just said that the real heirloom contains gold.
If it doesn't melt in the fire, just put it in two braziers."
Li Zhige glanced at the sanctimonious jade prosecutor in front of him warily.
Zhang Mingming's face turned pale, and he ordered his servants to bring two braziers.
He really would not die until he reached the Yellow River.
I will torture you to death later.
He put the jewelry in the box into the stove nonchalantly.
Just wait and see the good show The fire was raging, but in just half a stick of incense, everyone was already shouting: "melt, melt, melt!"
Zhang Mingming looked at the jade jewelry that melted into a puddle of water in the brazier in disbelief.
In disbelief, "How is it possible?"
he turned to the brazier in front of Li Zhige.
Under the fire, the pair of jewelry was safe and sound, lying quietly under the ashes. .
Li Zhige elegantly took out the jewelry from the brazier, glanced disdainfully at the surprised Zhang Mingming, and said coldly: "When I came to Beijing to find my relative, someone hired a killer to assassinate me and take it away.
I got my token, I don’t know if these killers are related to Madam.”
Zhang Mingming looked ugly, then smiled awkwardly and said: "I don't know."
It was just a guilty look, but it was clear to everyone.
"How could I leave such an important thing to a maid for safekeeping?
It's just a deception."
Li Zhige laughed and said, "Well, this certificate is not fake, right?"
Zhang Mingming was so angry that he bit his lower lip.
Damn it, he rolled his eyes and continued: "Of course this token is real, but who knows whether you stole it or robbed it?"
This move was really cruel.
Everyone expressed their sympathy for Li Zhige.
They had long heard that Mrs.
Li was very powerful, and today it seems that it is true.
Even if you have a real token, she can turn right and wrong and make you fake.
"In that case, then I have no choice but to invite my mother."
Li Zhige smiled mysteriously, his words were so shocking that Li Yiyan's face twitched unconsciously.
"Isn't your mother dead a long time ago?"
A talkative Aunt Wang on the side questioned.
When she entered the mansion as a maid, she saw the master in mourning for her.
"Shut up," Zhang Mingming shouted angrily.
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Aunt Wang was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat.
She was really talking too much in this scene, and she knew she shouldn't withdraw from the crowd in a hurry.
"Don't pretend to be a fool for me, I won't do this," Zhang Mingming said firmly, as if he was determined to kill her.
"Then let's take a look."
Li Zhige took out a picture scroll from his arms, and fixed it on the beam of the hall with a flick of his slender fingers.
The picture scroll flew around, and what appeared before his eyes was a charming spring scenery.
In front of the lotus pond, A woman in blue shirt.
Her black hair was pulled into a princess bun with a beaded flower hairpin with tassels hanging from it, which seemed to be swaying in the wind.
Her eyebrows are long and picturesque, and her eyes sparkle like stars.
There is a small cherry mouth under the high bridge of the nose.
The lips are thin and the corners of the mouth are slightly curved upward, with a sad smile.
The skin is as soft and smooth as snow, and the entire face is delicate and beautiful.
It is so refined that there is no trace of human fireworks.
She stood there quietly, dignified, noble, quiet and elegant.
Pure, tender, like a budding hibiscus, spotless.
“This is exactly the same” "Isn't this the girl?"
Everyone couldn't help but start talking again.
"This is one of the beauty paintings in the Qingfeng Painting Pavilion.
The person in the painting is my mother, Sikong Ling'er.
Although my mother is no longer here, there must be someone who knows her in the huge imperial capital, so I cannot lie."
Li Zhige said calmly, "My mother and I are very similar, so she can prove that I am her biological daughter."
"Years ago, I met Miss Sikong.
She is indeed exactly the same as the one in this painting.
She is the real eldest lady of the Li family," someone blurted out.
"Yes, I have also seen her.
She is the eldest lady of the Li family.
She looks exactly like Miss Sikong."
Madam Yougui also came forward to testify.
Zhang Mingming saw that those people were clearly against him, and he was so angry that he frowned, "It's just full of loopholes.
The paintings of Qingfeng Painting Pavilion are never loaned out.
You are obviously lying."
Everyone was silent.
"This is indeed a painting of Sikong Ling'er, the most beautiful woman in the world, made by my father.
As for whether to lend it to others, it is my business.
It is not Mrs.
Li's turn to worry about it."
Geng Yijin, who had been hiding in the crowd, suddenly walked out, The tone was arrogant and disdainful, as if he was very dissatisfied with what Zhang Mingming did today.
"You" Zhang Mingming said angrily, "Who are you?"
"I'm Geng Yijin from the Qingfeng Painting Pavilion.
I came here specifically to take back the painting of a beautiful woman lent to Miss Li."
Geng Yijin said word by word with a cold face, "Mrs.
Li, Miss Li is very similar to the person in the painting.
It's hard to believe that Can't it be proved that she is the legitimate daughter of Zuo Xiangfu?"
The smell of gunpowder was very strong.
Geng Yijin, who had never been nosy, now stood up for Li Zhige, and everyone couldn't help but admire Li Zhige even more.
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"Humph, this picture can prove that she is Sikong Ling'er's daughter, but it cannot prove that she is the master's daughter."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.
This woman was simply nitpicking, making trouble unreasonably, and made it clear that she didn't want to Recognize her: