Story of Yanxi Palace

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Snapped!

　　 "Ouch!" A little maid rolled off the kang in pain.

The two maids held candlesticks, and the candlelight was indefinite, and aunt Fang’s face was half bright and half dark, like a devil, like a ghost. She constantly waved the ring rule in her hand and beat the little maid on the ground. Son, call you out!"

"Don't hit it, aunt, don't hit it, it hurts! Don't hit it!" cried the maid with her head in her hands and cried, "I don't want it either, but I can't control the snoring! Ouch, ouch !"

　　 When she hit someone, the rest of the maidens were lying on the side of the kang. They did not dare to move one by one. The two big maidens holding the ring ruler wandered in front of the kang. Their eyes seemed to pick the lamb to be slaughtered.

"The rules in the palace, you can't make a sound when you sleep. If you make a noise to the master one night, if you make a sound, not only will you be killed, even I will eat and hang with you!" Aunt Fang's hand ruled mercilessly Landed on the little maid, "Can't change it, just hit it until you can change it!"

　　 Aunt Fang pumped her again for a long time. Xu was exhausted before stopping the movement in his hand. After breathing out, he akimbo with one hand and said coldly to the women in the palace: "Get up, work!"

　　Unbelievable, everyone looked at the sky outside the window. The black ink seemed to be a pool of ink, and he stretched out his hand to ensure that it was drowned in the ink, and even a few fingers could not see clearly.

　　 "Aunt, aunt, it's only three changes now." A little maid couldn't help saying, "The doors of Xiufang didn't open..."

　　 But Aunt Fang looked away, and she dared not say anything at all. She hurriedly turned down from Kang, and she stumbled because of too much movement.

　　 For a time, the palace was full of rustling clothes. Everyone was afraid that they would move a little slower, so they would get a good fight, and they would get up at the fastest speed.

　　 "Aunt, I'm fine." Splendid loves to be the first in everything, and this time it's the same. She wore the first one neatly, and then trot to Aunt Fang, obediently, "Are we going to Xiufang now?"

　　 "The door of Xiufang hasn't opened yet, what are you going to do?" Aunt Fang said coldly.

　　Splendid splendid words: "Then we..."

　　 "The life of the embroidery workshop is alive, and the work for me is also alive." Aunt Fang looked around, "Who is Wei Yingluo?"

　　Everyone looked at Wei Yingluo together.

　　 "It's me." Wei Yingluo's face did not change color, and came out more.

　　 Aunt Fang drew a look at the two maids brought by her, and one of them immediately stepped forward and put a stack of clothes in her arms.

"Listen to Mammy Zhang, your embroidering work is the best. All necklines, sleeves, skirts are embroidered with the pattern that suits the scene, and the day is handed to me!" Aunt Fang ordered, and raised her fingers to the other maidens, One by one said, "Seven of you, divided into two groups, you, you, you, the three of you go to heat water, prepare pancreas, hand towels, I get up early to take a bath. The rest go to clean the yard, to ensure that each floor tile All shine. Go!"

Everyone was busy and acted auspiciously for the work of waiting for Aunt Fang. It was supposed to be a good job, it was easier than cleaning the yard, and they were able to talk to their aunts. Can't close my mouth.

　　 But the auspicious is not laughable. In her eyes, Aunt Fang is no different from the tiger and beast. Waiting for her to bathe is no less than pulling the tiger's teeth.

　　 "Don't hold your face." Wei Yingluo's voice suddenly sounded in her ear, and said softly, "Learn about the beautiful embroideries, smile more, you smile very cute."

　　 "I can't learn from her." Jixiang pouted, and then looked at Wei Yingluo with admiration, "Sister Yingluo, how are you, how do you know your aunt will come back?"

　　If it were not for Wei Yingluo's reminder, it was estimated that she was the one who just touched the board.

　　 Jixiang also has the problem of snoring. The reason why she was not caught by Aunt Fang is because after listening to Wei Yingluo, she was so scared that she couldn't sleep. Until Aunt Fang came back again, she was awake.

Wei Yingluo laughed: "When the new official takes office three fires, even if no one is snoring, she will also find someone to beat someone from the beginning, so that we are afraid of her, and dare not listen to her from now on... well, you are quick Go, don’t let your aunt wait.”

　　 Watching the auspicious hurriedly leave, Wei Yingluo smiled and shook his head, then looked down at the clothes in his hand.

　　Sophisticated embroiderers can tailor their clothes based on their eyes. The clothes are carefully examined. They are long and short, and they are worn by aunt Fang. At first glance, she knows that she is a fake public servant.

Xu is not to grab the limelight of the masters and gentlemen. The clothes of the maidens are plain. At this point, there is no big difference between the big maidens and the small maidens. The sets of clothes in the hands are also the same. The colors are pale. Less than a few patterns.

　　 "Women love love, and so do women who have entered the palace." Wei Yingluo thought, "No, in this kind of place where all are women, women have to compare with women."

Picking up the needle and taking the thread, Wei Yingluo embroidered a bunch of wisteria flowers on the collar sleeves of the clothes. The wisteria folds and twigs, revealing the calm elegance of an older woman. The palace ladies' clothing has been upgraded to a higher level, and it fits the identity of Aunt Fang very much. It won't be too coquettish and graceful like peony and peony. It accidentally grabs the limelight of the masters and masters.

　　 She embroidered so intimately that even a fault-finding person like Aunt Fang couldn't fault it.

But Aunt Fang turned over the clothes in her hands for a while, and finally looked at the wisteria flowers in the cuffs. The love was overwhelming, and he touched it with his hands for a long time, but his mouth was still lightly said: "The embroidered is not bad. You have also embroidered the rest of the pieces for different patterns."

　　 "Yes, aunt." Wei Yingluo obediently responded, "Is it embroidered now?"

　　 Aunt Fang glanced at the sky. She wanted Wei Yingluo to embroider her now, but she had to have a limit to her public and private interests. She had to shake her head regretfully: "Go eat, go to work in Xiufang after eating."

　　 Wei Yingluo grinned: "Yes."

　　 Aunt Fang left the clothes embroidered with wisteria patterns, and looked at her impatient appearance, obviously was to immediately put on the clothes and went to the sister's display.

　　 "Look at people and embrace another golden thigh." Secretly, Jinxiu was chewing the tongue with other little ladies, "It's a good natural slave. If we want to think well, we must learn her."

　　 Jixiang couldn't hear such words, was looking for her theory, but was pulled by Wei Yingluo.

　　 "Sister Yingluo, she said you, aren't you angry?" Auspiciously rushed.

　　Wei Yingluo smiled, her time is precious, how can you waste it on a beautiful splendid area?

　　 "Auspicious, can you do me a favor?" Wei Yingluo asked.

　　 "You said." Jixiang didn't ask what he was busy with, so he agreed.

　　 "I won't eat it for breakfast, you help me bring a bun." Wei Yingluo said, "I have something to do, go to Xiufang first."

　　 At this point, Xiufang is like a sleeping person, sleeping extremely peacefully, without a sound.

Wei Yingluo was not idle, she shook the broom in her hand, and slowly put the flowers in front of the door. The wisteria flowers were blooming in front of the Xiufang door. The purple petals in the depth of the ground dyed the brooms. A hint of floral fragrance.

　　 "How come so early?" A voice rang behind her.

　　 Stopped the broom in his hand, Wei Yingluo turned his head and smiled: "Mr. Zhang is early."

　　 This is a premeditated meeting.

　　Mammy Zhang works in Xiufang. She comes first and leaves last day. So as long as she saves breakfast time to come to the entrance of Xiufang, she will be able to wait for Mammy Zhang.

　　 But she wouldn’t say that, Wei Yingluo smiled and said, “This is my first day to come to Xiufang to work, I’m afraid of being late, I just came earlier.”

　　Elderly people like law-abiding children, and Grandma Zhang is no exception. A serious and almost impersonal face, a rare smile appears: "You are a child who understands the rules."

　　Wei Yingluo knows the rules.

In the next half month, she embroidered clothes for Aunt Fang early every day, Wisteria Qiulan, carp and bluebird. The pattern never repeated. When the sun was about to rise, she did not eat dinner, carrying a sweeping tool to embroider. Fang ran.

　　Some people want to learn her, but they can't go on for four or five days.

　　 "It's really the life of a born servant." This man is beautiful, she said to others, "I can't learn her."

　　 She could not learn, and she was unwilling to learn because there were no benefits visible to the naked eye.

Although Wei Yingluo worked privately with Aunt Fang every day, she also suffered from Aunt Fang's board. Although she went to the front of Xiufang's house every day when it was not bright, Zhang Ma did not favor her and assign her. She has as much work in her hands as others, sometimes more than others.

　　Many people are joking secretly Wei Yingluo: It's hard to please, why bother?

Wei Yingluo is doing her own way. No matter how others talk about her, she has always insisted on these days. Although she didn't get any substantial benefits, Aunt Fang and Grandma Zhang saw her eyes becoming softer, especially Grandma Zhang, leisure time Yu will also talk to her about homely.

　　 Wei Yingluo always listened quietly, occasionally making a sentence or two, asking one or two unrelated questions, and seeing her being so clever and sensible, Mother Zhang would answer her smoothly.

　　 "Mammy, is it better to use red or green in this place?"

　　 "Let's use red, red is festive."

　　 "Mammy, is it better to embroider the koi carp or the orchid?"

　　 "Koi, good sign."

　　 "Mammy, my embroidery is better than Wei Yingning, which one is better?"

　　 "Yingning is better." Grandma Zhang habitually replied. After answering, she froze for a moment, staring at Wei Yingluo in front of her.

　　Wei Yingluo looked back at her with a smile.

　　 For a month, every meeting and every seemingly irrelevant question and answer are for the same purpose-let Grandma Zhang subconsciously answer her next question.

　　Mammy Zhang stared at Wei Yingluo for a long while, and slowly said: "I heard it wrong, I don't know Wei Yingning."