V1.Chapter 7

In the middle of the day, the warm sun in winter is gently and lightly spread in front of the white jade hall, reflecting the Zhuque gate in front of the hall.

At the main gate, Leng Changxi is holding the reins tightly. He hears the cry of his daughter's house behind him. His face is expressionless. He just wants to leave soon, but he hears his daughter's house sobbing and swearing. "It's all the daughters of the Qin family. If she doesn't stop her, I can change the flower bag, and I won't offend the princess Yun. Mom Liu, how do you think this is good? I offended the princess Yun If she is angry with her father, what can she do? Father My father will surely kill me. "

"Don't cry, two girls. It's too late for the master to hurt you. Where are you willing to fight?" A woman comforted.

"Mother Liu, you don't understand. Princess Yun is the one who likes to calculate. She will report to her father. I'm afraid that her father will lose his official position this time..." Before he had finished speaking, there was another choking of the warbler, the warbler, the swallow and the swallow.

Looking at that old one getting on the carriage, Leng Changxi on the horse's back just asked with a heavy eyebrow, "which young lady is she?"

The person below replied, "it's general Shang's gold."

Shangxianhua? Leng Changxi's fingertips gently knock twice along the mask, revealing a profound operation in his eyes.

"But I want to gather up general Shang?" A man with thick eyebrows asked in a low voice, "but my subordinates heard that this general was brilliant and had a 20-year military career. However, he was a general with five products. Every time he came back from the war, he would not have a banquet at home, but would go out to have fun. The day before yesterday, he also heard the spy's return, saying that Hua had spent thousands of gold and bought a blood BMW, but he was only kept in the stable, never ridden, only for viewing 。”

"Xue Si, your words are a little more," said Leng Changxi in a short, but full of awe. The orange sun just landed on his throat. Leng Changxi's knuckles curled up to the tip of his nose. He asked again, "can I take the ashes of Zizhan back?"

"It's Jianzhou," Xue Si replied. "I think it's time to go to the Su ancestral hall."

At the banquet, the cool wind rose slightly.

Qin yunuan is standing in the middle of the banquet. She looks fresh and bright in a blue moon skirt. At hand, there are tables with different colors of silk thread and flower needles of different sizes. Qin yunuan's eyes have been bound by white silk, but Qin yunuan's keen sense of smell can't be stopped.

In the air, it seems that there is just one more breath, with the smell of men's sweat and the fresh taste of grass, which cannot be separated in the air. It's not like Sima Rui's delicate incense. It's rough and cold, charming and cold.

"Miss Qin, let's start." Empress Chen said with a smile.

Qin yunuan's white wristband is attached to the embroidery frame, and his right hand is holding the embroidery needle. With a pick of the needle, the fragrance is half burnt. Half of the spring jasmine flowers are already blooming on the white silk. It's delicate, yellow and tender, and the branches are half drooping, making people love it.

Qin Yunzhuang looks at Qin yunuan's smooth embroidery, and her face is obviously unhappy. However, Fang Ziying on the other side can't help admiring her.

"I really don't know that sister yunuan has such skills. Tut Tut, blindfold embroidery. After being me, she can't practice for three years."

After half a column of incense, the pattern is embroidered. Qin yunuan pulls off the white silk with one hand. The palace people move the embroidery frame to empress Chen, so that empress Chen can see it carefully.

On the embroidered cloth with white background, a yellow and tender spring greeting flower hangs on the green vine, full of infinite vitality, which is exactly the scene.

"Yes," said empress Chen, stretching her face, "it seems that the mistress of the Qin family has been very good at regulating all the girls' Redskins." This is disguised will qinyunzhuang also boast once.

"The empress elder sister is really generous to these younger generation," said Yun Guifei, with a slight glance and disdain to cover her mouth. "At last, there are several wrong stitches in the place where the stitches are collected, and the place where the flowers and branches are handed over is also full of mistakes. Alas, this is the empress elder sister. If there is such embroidery in the younger sister's palace, the younger sister has no face to see others."

"It can't be said that," empress Chen stroked several irregularities in the embroidery. "After all, the third girl of Qin is still young. Besides, the blindfold embroidery is more difficult. This palace is designed to test these girls. Such achievements are already good."

"Is it?" The lady Yun raised her eyebrows to Qin yunuan, who was waiting for her, and said, "the empress sister is kind-hearted, but the three girls are too much. They don't know how strict the empress sister is. Or, you are putting on a crooked embroidery to add a block to the empress sister?"

Hearing this, Qin Yunzhuang, who was not willing to do so, immediately regained her look. She raised her neck with strong expectation in her eyes.

"I dare not," Qin yunuan said with humility, "I'm just..."

When Qin yunuan was bashful, the fat mammy beside empress Chen took a look at Qin yunuan's fingers in the sleeve cage and said something in her ear. Empress Chen frowned a little and waved to Qin yunuan, "come forward."

Qin yunuan comes forward obediently.

"Put your hand out."

Qin yunuan did the same.

Looking at Qin yunuan's two small hands, empress Chen's mouth is dry, but Sima Rui first asks, "how did Qin San's hands become like this? On this knuckle, how? Is this frozen out of the sky? ""This is frostbite, my third highness," said the fat mammy with an intolerable face. "When it's cold, the servants who don't have thick clothes and hot water will have it. How..." How can Qin yunuan, a third girl in Taiwei's mansion, have such severe frostbite? Although fat mammy didn't say this, she had already made it clear among the people.

Empress Chen Yu Guang falls into Qin Yun's makeup under the table. There are too many things in her eyes. Qin Yun's makeup is a little flustered. She immediately drops her eyes, clasps her fingernails into the futon under her seat, and has nowhere to vent her heart.

"What happened to sister Qin?" Shangguanyi asked, "I'm sweating."

"I'm fine." Qin Yunzhuang locks her eyes on the steps again and looks at Qin Yuwen's thin back. Is it really as simple as she imagined? Is all this a coincidence?

Qin yunuan showed a kind of endurance and pathos. She looked down at the bruised frostbite on her hand. It was the witness of her breaking yard in Taiwei's mansion. There was no fire and thick bedding to spend the cold winter. Today, it is also useful.

"It's not in the way," Qin yunuan timidly put back his hand. "It's because I didn't sleep very well the other day. It's freezing I just got frostbite. When I embroidered the flowers just now, the wound was really painful. I went wrong for several stitches. I hope the empress can forgive me. "

Rome wasn't built in a day. How could such a severe frostbite be caused by a night's thirst for cold? People with a clear eye can see that it's greasy.

Yun Guifei still didn't give up. "Frostbite is all. If she practices Chinese characters for a long time in winter, her hands will hurt. She can walk very steadily in the first two stitches. How can it hurt in the back? Mostly on purpose. "

It's so funny. How can practicing Chinese characters in a study burning Silver Charcoal compare with embroidering in a leaky room.

"I was scared because I saw the empress's true face for the first time. She was graceful and graceful, and her mother respected the world. I lost my mind for a while, and my needlework was disordered." Qin yunuan replied respectfully.

This is very pleasant to hear. Empress Chen is well used.

"Huh?" Yun's squint was not only a disdain for Qin yunuan's small family, but also a dislike for her words.

"Kam Su!" Empress Chen stopped concubine Yun severely. She waited for half a day. Now she finally found an opportunity to press concubine Yun. Empress Chen pointed to Qin yunuan's hand and looked sad. "The children's hands are all like this. What are those little things to do?" After saying that, he turned around and told fat Mammy, "go and bring the flower and jade dew of this palace."

Empress Chen has always spared no effort to create a dignified image of empress with benevolence and mother's respect for the world. Qin yunuan is very clear, but she did not expect that this lady Yun is such a difficult role.

In a moment, fat mammy led a man to bring out a bottle of medicine bottle, which contained the holy treasure of treating trauma, huayulu.

"It's just a little wound," Qin said, lowering his head. "Yunuan is just the daughter of Taiwei's mansion. She doesn't deserve such holy medicine." The more pitiful and humble she was, the more people believed that the frostbite on her hand was caused by her mother's neglect.

"Don't push," said Sima ruirou, "since the mother has given it, you can take it."

Qin yunuan thanked her for her kindness. Even when she satirized Yun Guifei, who had no spare power to satirize herself, she also bowed down after saluting her respectfully. It's not too much to be careful and respectful.

Looking at the ladies who were talking privately at the table, Qin yunuan suddenly felt a sense of relief, and the rumors began with women. It's not long before the three girls in Taiwei's mansion have frostbite. It's the tea conversation in this women's circle. When the legitimate mother is overwhelmed by these rumors, it's the time when she and her brother move out of the servant's yard.

In this rebirth, she should not only protect herself, but also strive for a good future for her younger brother Qin Baochuan.

Qin yunuan sat down, Fang Ziying asked her a lot in a soft voice. Qin Yunzhuang secretly held the power of Pu Tuan, but it was very gentle on the face. "My sister's hands are so serious, how can I not talk with my mother? If so, does my mother care?"

"Sister, did I say that mother would not care?" Qin yunuan's eyes are clear.

Qin Yunzhuang's expression froze, turned his head directly and didn't speak. She didn't want to see the bottle of flower and jade dew on Qin yunuan's desk. She was scratched by a cat before, and the Queen's mother sent a bottle of flower and jade dew. Now she has also given a bottle of flower and jade dew to the common girl. Isn't it ironic that she is the same as her.

In the second half of the banquet, it's time to write poems about flowers and hang silk flowers. These are activities of noble women with high status or quite negative talent. They can't be compared with people with Qin yunuan's status.

Qin yunuan knocks the wine bottle, and his eyes sweep to the central poem of the banquet.

The breath is still there, mingled with the fragrance of wine and plum blossom, which seems to linger for a long time, involving Qin yunuan's heart.

"What happened to sister Qin?" Fang Ziying took a crystal clear ice sugar orange and handed it to the small plate in front of Qin yunuan

"Maybe it's fruit wine," said Qin yunuan, glancing at Qin Yunzhuang, who was looking half drunk. "I just feel so dry that I go out for a walk."