Chapter 123 Fuck you

  It rained last night, and soon, it took only half an hour.

  The weather is cold, so the ground is still damp. The rainwater trickled down the eaves, and before it fell, it was forced to form hanging icicles.

  Shen Hua slightly propped up the panes, and the bitter cold wind blew in unknowingly.

   With a 'bang', it was closed again.

  Ningzhu persisted in stretching her hands, and after dropping a few stitches, she asked Shen Wei for advice.

  Shen Hua took a casual look and nodded perfunctorily. Ningzhu's confidence soared, and as the falling needles became denser, the embroidery presented made Shen Wei hesitate even when she nodded.

  Finally, I can't bear to look down on it.

   His slender, unhealthy and pale fingers landed on the messy embroidery.

"Trouching is one of the most traditional embroidery methods. Flat trocars pay attention to layering and matching. The first skin is out of the edge, and the outer edge is neat. The second skin and the third skin are the same length, and they need to be at the end of the first skin line. Cohesion. The embroidery thread of the back layer is embedded in the front layer, and the threads are tightly clamped. Only then can the embroidery surface be smooth, and the color transition can be more natural and harmonious."

  She didn't catch a breath. He also talked about the method of collecting needles that is roughly the same as that of flat sleeves. Used for embroidering circular patterns.

  Double, slightly looser wooden comb sets that are shorter than the depth of a single set. The most suitable partial headgear for embroidering bird feathers, and the fire hair cover for embroidering animals.

  Of course, the most commonly used loose stitching method in Suzhou embroidery is also indispensable.

   "Scattering pays attention to equal-length lines, uneven arrangement, overlapping of skins and skins, and inlaying of needles and needles. This stitch can turn freely, and the color is thick and smooth."

   "If you are a embroiderer, you will be reprimanded if you let the strictest aunt Sun see you."

   "Do you understand?"

  Ningzhu was at a loss but said honestly: "No."

  She smiled shyly: "Madam, why don't you show your maid?"

   Shen Hua was upset.

  She looked at Yi Cui who was smiling.

   "Teach her well, if she doesn't make progress, you are the only one to ask."

  While several people were talking, they saw Cheng's mother pushing the door and entering.

   "My lady." She blessed her body.

   "Someone is looking for it outside, and they say it's from the Seventh Prince's side."

   There are two people standing outside. They all dress up as servants. One of them, Huandesan, served Ji He personally. The other one was following De San, and the clothes he was wearing were obviously a bit worse.

   "This kind of errand work, you tell the little one to do it, why do you need to go there yourself?"

  De glanced at him three times. The tone is not lacking in self-satisfaction.

   "Or, I can serve the master personally, but you are just a second-class slave. There are many twists and turns here, and you can learn some of them."

  Seeing that the other party was confused, De San said in a bad mood.

   "Although Mrs. Shen is the daughter of a merchant, she lives in a remote place, but this house belongs to the Cui family."

   In exchange for the boy's inhalation.

   "Cui... Lord Cui?"

   "Exactly, the master is calling sister Shen for intimacy, you think he can recognize his sister casually? It seems that Mrs. Shen borrowed the light of Master Cui."

  Based on this point alone, even if Mrs. Shen has not been brought into the Yangling Marquis Mansion, he is worth the trip.

  Seeing that the boy was surprised, he couldn't help but make another point.

   "Even Lady Yan is on good terms with Lady Shen."

  The servant took a deep breath: "But there are rumors that the Admiral's Mansion will meet with the Yangling Hou Mansion..."

   "Shut up, the two governments have not released the news, even if there is no sign of it, you are not afraid of getting into trouble."

  The German trio lowered their voices finely: "If this is the case, it will be more and more obvious that Mrs. Shen is the apex of Lord Hou. It will take a lot of trouble to get her to befriend the wife of the house in the future. A few men can do this."

  Shen Hua after Cheng's mother told her. He got up and put on a thick cloak, stepped out of the threshold and went out.

   Tokuzo changed his smiling face.

   "Our master said, if you forget, no one can forget Mrs. Shen. My master loves the most lively. Tomorrow's big wedding, if Mrs. Shen is free, she must have a drink."

   As he spoke, he presented a wedding invitation.

  Shen Hua flipped through the wedding invitations, a little unbelievable.

  She was still keeping her filial piety, and she thought that when Ji He got married and sent a servant to bring a few pots of wine, it would be a success. I never thought that I would let her go alone.

  De San saw Shen Hua hesitate. He also whispered the original words.

  —who cares about the unlucky ones! I don't believe it and I don't play that fake. The person I married was not what I wanted, and this marriage may not be very auspicious, not to mention that the festive year has passed for so long, is it possible that she will not attend the wedding banquet for three years of mourning? Just tell her, if you don't come, you will look down on me!

  According to Daqi's traditional rules, the prince's grand wedding is held in the mansion bestowed upon him. If he is favored, the empress will come in person. However, for this marriage, Turkic envoys are all present.

  Civil and military officials and their families are free to watch the ceremony and have a banquet in the palace, and when the ceremony is over, the couple will return to the Xinci mansion.

  Naturally, the new mansion cannot cool down the atmosphere, and it also needs to set up a few tables.

   Inviting Shen Wei to go to the new palace of course.

  ——

  Early the next morning, Ji He changed into a python robe and a dragon jacket. Go to the Palace of Compassion and Ning to pay your respects.

  It was rare for the queen mother to be kind to him: "You came really early, did you have breakfast? I am very happy today, but I have some busy work."

   After a few words, I went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to greet Emperor Yan.

  Emperor himself stepped forward to support him, and patted Ji He on the shoulder.

   "If your biological mother is here, she will be happy to learn that you are married."

  What a hypocritical man.

  Ji He: "Father still remember my mother and concubine?"

  Emperor:...

  He has three thousand beauties in the harem, how can he still remember whether Ji He's biological mother is surnamed Zhou or Ling. Long is flat or round.

  Emperor Xi smiled calmly: "Although time is tight, the Ministry of Industry is working day and night, and the main courtyard and many places of the Wangfu have been repaired properly. As for the rest, we can only take our time later."

   "Father and son, if you have any request, just ask."

  Ji He thought of what Cui Yun said, and he was really rude.

  Ji He: "I want real money."

  Emperor was taken aback for a moment.

  He tentatively asked: "You don't want to serve in various ministries?"

   Even if you really have a job, it is not a good job to think about it.

  If Ji He really had ambitions, he would not be able to use them.

   Calculate and calculate.

Why bother.

  Ji He: "Father, let me do it, I don't have any skills."

   "I'm short of money."

   "The more the merrier!"

  Emperor Ye looked at Ji He in the wrong way.

  Three points of guilt became seven points.

  His son is too easy to satisfy. For such a vulgar wish, how could he not agree?

   "Okay, I already know. Let's go to your mother's side to say hello."

   Ji He retreated respectfully, before he could enter the Jiaofang Hall, he bumped into the oncoming prince.

  The crown prince looked at Ji He who took over with gentleness and compassion.

   "I'm sorry for you."

  He pretended: "But Gu Guaranteed. I won't have anything to do with the seventh sibling in the future."

   He didn't say a word, but he reminded Ji He that the princess he was going to marry had been tasted by him, the crown prince.

   It has long been unclean, second-hand.

  He, Ji He, was named the King of Idlers, but in fact he was one who cleaned up the mess.

   Ji He's fist hardened.

   Fuck you.

  (end of this chapter)

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