Yun Dingchu and Qinglian, accompanied by Lord Wang, who was in charge of the weapons supervisor, entered the threshold of the weapons supervisor.
There are three rooms connected.
The square area of the room is about 200 square meters.
The temperature in the room is very high.
Hot air flows everywhere, like a steamer.
There are several shirtless casters, with hammers in their right hands.
The knife fell heavily on the thin blade held by his left hand that was pressed on the iron bench again and again.
The blade was flattened and polished until it was shiny, and then the thin knife was placed in the bright red charcoal fire.
After waiting for a while, he took out the blade.
The red-hot blade was so hot and bright that her eyes were bright.
When the master casters heard the conversation, they all looked back and saw that it was the Dumb Princess who had arrived.
Their faces were all filled with joy.
Although they did not know much about the woman sent here by Empress Su, they knew all the earth-shattering deeds she had done when she came to Beixiang. , they have heard about it a long time ago.
"Princess, this is Zhang Lu.
He is our best forger in Beixiang."
Master Wang handed the iron hammer in his hand to the apprentice beside him, clasped his hands into fists, and shouted in a rough voice, "I saw the princess in Zhanglu."
Yun Dingchu looked at the stout and tall man in front of her.
Indeed, he had the boldness and physique unique to northerners, with fat arms and a chubby face.
She estimated that his weight should be around 160 pounds.
He was a A tough and rugged man.
Unable to speak, she could only smile at him in response.
"The princess just came here to take a look out of curiosity.
Don't be restrained, everyone, just do whatever you have to do."
On behalf of the master, Qinglian explained the purpose of coming to everyone, so that all the casters should not be disturbed by them.
After listening to Qinglian's words, the casters nodded and began to work again.
Yun Dingchu watched the entire casting process, walked to the innermost part of the room, took a blade from the chopping board, and took a look, his delicate brows were lightly knitted, the blade was round, not long enough, and the light emitted from the edge of the blade was not clear enough. , indicating that the blade is not sharp enough.
I took two more swords and inspected them, and found that they all had the same problem.
Turning around, she gestured to Master Wang who was accompanying her.
Qinglian quickly asked on her behalf, "Master Wang, what kind of iron do you use to make weapons?"
"Reporting to the princess, it's just ordinary iron."
Ordinary iron is simply unbelievable.
Weapons made from ordinary iron are not very sharp.
How can weapons produced in this way protect the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in Beixiang?
Yun Dingchu turned around and gave some instructions to the girl.
Qinglian said on behalf of the master, "The princess said that even if it is ordinary iron, it is obviously not hard enough."
"This" After a slight hesitation, Mr.
Wang said again, "Princess, my wife, our Beixiang country is small and weak.
We are not as good as Bian Liang, and we don't have the quality iron like your Bian Liang.
Therefore, we can only use this ordinary way."
Ordinary iron-cast weapons, besides, Empress Dou has said that although she is In charge of Beixiang, Empress Su in Bianliang City is her sister after all, and Prince Beixiang and the current emperor are brothers.
If a foreign enemy really invades, there is no way that Empress Su and the emperor will ignore Beixiang. , Therefore, we don’t have to worry about this.”
I understand, it turns out that I should be on guard against her and regard her as a spy.
Also, this weapons supervisor is the most deadly place in every country.
The weapons forged can be used to defend against the invasion of foreign enemies.
In the eyes of these Beixiang ministers, she is still She was a spy sent by Empress Su.
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How could she know such secrets of the country?
She did not express her feelings to anyone, saying that she was willing to stand on the same front as the paralytic and the Beixiang Kingdom to deal with Empress Su and the Tianyuan Dynasty.
In the eyes of the people of Beixiang, she, Yun Dingchu, was Empress Su.
The people who were sent here didn't know that she was a woman who had been plotted against and abandoned by her family.
It was only natural for people to be wary of her.
Besides, it was impossible for her to express her feelings to others.
At the moment, she planned not to favor any one force and just take it one step at a time.
I know that no matter how much I ask, I won’t be able to get the answer.
Yun Dingchu had to change the topic, "Can we produce a batch of new farm tools?"
When Master Qinglian asked, Master Wang could hardly believe his ears.
What does this mute concubine want to do?
What does she want to do to produce farm tools?
"Princess, I'm sorry.
Although Beixiang is a small country with few people, the so-called sparrow is small but has all the internal organs.
That's exactly what it is.
The weapons supervisor is only responsible for casting weapons.
I have no control over the casting of farm tools.
I'm afraid you are in the wrong place. ” "Master Wang, you have clearly seen that this is the most beloved princess of King Beixiang.
With such a status, are you unwilling to be accommodating?"
Qinglian poured out what her master wanted to say.
"It's not that the ministers are unwilling to be accommodating.
It's that the weapons supervisor is only responsible for casting weapons.
There is no such precedent for casting farm tools.
Furthermore, if you really want to cast farm tools, you must have the handwriting of the Queen Mother or King Xiang. " Master Wang pointed out a clear way for her.
Although he didn't know that the mute princess was going to do weird things, he was unwilling to get entangled with her any longer.
If anything went wrong, his head would be lost.
If it were an ordinary person, Mr.
Wang might have said a few words.
The identity of this princess is so embarrassing that even the Queen Dou of Beixiang cannot touch her.
How dare he provoke her?
She just wanted the Ordnance Supervisor to produce slightly better farm tools, but it was so troublesome that she needed the handwriting of the mother and son.
She didn't dare to think about it with Dou, but she could give it a try with the paralytic.
When she returned to Beixiang Palace on horseback with Qinglian, Zhang Wei was sending people everywhere to look for her.
"Princess Yun, you are finally back."
Zhang Weican smiled and hurriedly welcomed the master and servant into the palace gate.
"Zhang Wei, could it be that the prince is acting like a child again?"
In Qinglian's view, Dongling Fengzhen was suffering from pain in his lumbar spine at noon today and angrily scolded the eunuchs who were massaging him just to recall her young lady.
Although the paralytic sick king has always had a surly temperament and moody moods, people around him The eunuchs, palace maids, and nuns all served with little expectation, fearing that an accidental mistake would anger the sick king.
However, such a cold and aloof prince felt like he was being melted bit by bit by his young lady.
Eventually, it will probably melt into a puddle of water.
She thought the eunuchs were not good at fingering and were clumsy, so they were just looking for excuses to find her young lady back.
Although Qinglian didn't know why, after fainting for a day and a night, the young lady came back, not only with a bright mind, but also with superb skills.
Fangzheng's medical skills, now, as long as others can't bully them, she doesn't care why the young lady changed her appearance.
Since the young lady knows medical skills, she can naturally understand the acupuncture points on a person's body.
Needless to say, her massage fingerings must be better than those of the eunuchs.
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This is something even a fool knows.
Therefore, Qinglian felt that the sick king was throwing tantrums like a child, and he just wanted to get her young lady back to accompany him.
Zhang Wei made a face at her and responded, "I lose my temper because I think highly of your lady, but not this time."
Before Yun Dingchu entered the yard, Dogou came out of nowhere and took a cooked sweet potato in his mouth.
The fragrant sweet potato smell filled the air, making people salivate.
"Dog."
She snapped her fingers at the white dog, and the dog immediately ran over and squatted at her feet.
She combed the fur on the dog's forehead, patted it lightly on the cheek, and pointed at it.
With the purple sweet potato in his mouth, the dog got up and ran out of the yard.
Yun Dingchu was about to chase her out, but was stopped by Zhang Wei, "Princess Yun, Princess Li is awake and looking for you everywhere."
After getting along with her for this period of time, Joker has a very good relationship with her and treats her as his own mother.
This point should be when Joker wakes up after taking a nap.
Normally, Joker would let her hold her for a while when he wakes up.
Maybe The child had no mother since childhood and grew up in an extremely unsafe environment, so there was no sense of security.
Many times, she held the child to sleep, and the child would call mother in his sleep, and the ugly child would behave well. .
Moreover, she often had nightmares.
When she woke up, she would hug her tightly and refuse to let go.
He hurriedly walked into the gate of the west wing.
As soon as he entered the wedding room, he saw the clown being held by a eunuch, who was wiping the tears rolling down his eyes.
The prince of Beixiang with a poker face was sitting there.
On the wheelchair, still holding a book in his hand.
"Mother."
The clown child rubbed his eyes, heard the footsteps, raised his head, saw her, stretched out his arms and cried for her to hug her.
She took the clown from the eunuch's hand and heard a cold and arrogant voice beside her ear, "I don't even care about the clown.
Why are you crazy?"
I was paralyzed, how could she go crazy?
She was running for her mother-in-law because of his bright future in Beixiang country.
She didn't even have a word of comfort or praise, and she was reprimanded like this by him.
Knowing that he had a bad temper, Yun Dingchu didn't want to pay attention to him and turned a deaf ear to him.
After comforting the clown in his arms, seeing his mother back, the clown felt safe and fell asleep again in his mother's arms.
Qinglian took the child out and slept next to her.
After retreating, Yun Dingchu stepped forward and took the old book that had been torn through by him from the hand of the paralyzed man.
He closed the two pages and saw the words Sun Tzu's Art of War on the cover.
He kept reading the same book.
Book, I dare not get tired of reading this thing She told him her thoughts through lip reading.
She pondered for a long time, holding her strong mandible with her long knuckles, while a pair of deep black eyes with dazzling scales kept scanning her face.
"What do you want the military supervisor to do to produce agricultural tools?"
Isn't this woman's top priority supposed to be looking for food?
Not only does she go to the Ordnance Supervisor, but she also strangely asks the Ordnance Supervisor to produce agricultural tools.
It's incredible.
Don’t you think the main problem in Beixiang now is to solve the problem of self-reliance?
Only through self-reliance can we have enough food and clothing.
Our Beixiang country has thousands of hectares of land.
Although the location is not very good, if all the people work hard, such as Yushi Village, and find a way to remove those stones and plant crops, there will definitely be a big success in the coming year.
Harvest.
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She couldn't keep communicating with him through lip language, so she took a brush and wrote these lines.
Dongling Fengzhen read the content on the snow-white paper, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, "What kind of crops do you think the people of Beixiang Country can produce with the current climate and environment?"
Although she rejected her suggestion, Dong Lingfeng really caught a glimpse of the word "we" between the lines of what she wrote, and a trickle of warmth slowly flowed in her heart.
In her heart, she still favored Beixiang Country a little bit, at least, this was the feeling she showed unconsciously.
"Don't worry so much.
Believe me, I will definitely help hundreds of thousands of people in Beixiang get out of the plight of being without food.
If you want to have enough food and clothing, you must be self-reliant and you can no longer use Beixiang's silk cloth to exchange for it."
"How did you know?"
There was a flash of light in Dongling Fengzhen's eyes.
He really underestimated her.
Less than a month after they got married, she had already touched the bottom of Beixiang Prince's Palace.
"Don't worry about how I know it.
In short, I just know that all the food in Beixiang was brought by your mother to weave silk for the country of Ni."
"Beixiangtian is located in a plateau area, with ice and snow every year.
This extremely cold and extremely cold place is not suitable for the growth of any crops."
Back then, his mother chose this place because she felt that the more difficult and difficult the place was, the better it would be able to eliminate his father's wrath.
However, after arriving, they experienced difficulties and twists and turns, and I am afraid only the mother and son know it best.
"I have a way."
At this time, Yun Dingchu did have a way in her mind.
She thought of modern greenhouse vegetables.
No matter how cold the weather is, any plant can grow, bloom, and bear fruit normally in the greenhouse, so , she vowed to lead the people of Beixiang out of the food shortage crisis.
How could she know that Beixiang relied on silk to exchange grain with the people of Ni State?
Just this morning, she was scolded by the Queen Mother and was called back after being paralyzed.
She massaged the paralyzed man and after he fell asleep, she heard Zhang Wei and Qing Lian chatting outside.
During their chat, they accidentally talked about Dugu family, Qinglian asked why just When she came, she didn't see Dugu Wei, so Zhang Wei said that she had brought the cloth to negotiate with the people of Ni State, and wanted to exchange the cloth for some horses.
When the word "horse" was mentioned, Zhang Wei knew that he had made a mistake and felt that he should not talk to Qinglian girl.
So many, I stopped talking in time.
Then, Yun Dingchu took Qinglian to the market and found out that because Dou was good at weaving brocade, and not only had she learned inlay embroidery when she was young, her embroidery work was one of the best in the Tianyuan Dynasty.
Absolutely, she trained many female apprentices.
After these female apprentices became apprentices, she recruited apprentices and became her boss, weaving gorgeous The cloth, cotton and satin were all bought by the wealthy people in Beixiang.
These people took it to Tiguo, Bashu, Nanjun and other places to transform grain.
These grain merchants then sold rice.
In this way, even if Beixiang could not produce it by itself, The crops can still survive.
To put it bluntly, it relies on Dou's unique embroidery skills and her weaving techniques.
Seeing her look so determined, Dongling Fengzhen finally nodded in agreement and took off the only piece of green jade from her waist.
"You can give this to Wang Jian."
Thank you very much.
Yun Dingchu was very happy.
He took the jade from his hand and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, the paralyzed king grabbed her sleeve.
"etc."
She raised her delicate eyebrows and asked what was going on.
"I'm hungry.
The cooking skills of those cooks are really bad.
Those vulgar dishes are so vulgar that I can't swallow them."
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She gestured to him with an OK gesture, then lifted up her skirt and hurried towards the kitchen.
Dingchu had learned cooking in modern times, and she kept more than a dozen cookbooks in the kitchen of her modern home.
No dish was difficult for her.
She went to the kitchen to look at the ingredients, picked the smallest winter melon, a pound of pork ribs, cleaned them, boiled fresh water, poured the ribs into the pot, blanch the ribs in boiling water, remove the blood, and set aside. , add water to the pot, put down the sliced ginger, green onion, and appropriate amount of Sichuan peppercorns.
After boiling, add the ribs and continue to boil.
Then, reduce the heat to low and simmer for about an hour and a half, then add the winter melon and simmer for two seconds on medium heat.
Ten minutes.
When the soup is ready, I will make another eggplant with purple sauce and steam a bowl of egg custard.
Qinglian brought the dishes to the table.
She didn't know whether the sick king was really hungry, or whether these dishes were made by the dumb concubine.
In short, he swept away all the food without raising an eyebrow, and the dumb concubine was nowhere to be seen. , the eyebrows flying into the temples were slightly frowned, and he asked the girl, "Where is your master?"
"Your Majesty, the young lady has gone to the weapons prison."
She must have gone to find Wang Jian to make farm tools again.
This woman has no time to spare at all.
However, this is good.
She complements him perfectly.
If her heart is on his side, she can do many things in the future.
He goes to finish.
That piece of jade was really useful.
When Wang Jian saw the piece of jade, he responded decisively, "Princess, please go back and inform the prince.
I will definitely live up to my trust."
Then, before anyone in Dingchu left, Wang Jian hurriedly ordered all the forged weapons to be put away, and ordered all the casters to immediately select appropriate iron to make new farm tools.
The style of the new farm tools, Dingchu promised to wait for her As soon as they were compiled, they were immediately sent to the Ordnance Supervisor.
It was already dark when she returned to the palace, and she beat her sore arm.
She thought the man had fallen asleep, but she didn't expect to be lying on the bed reading under the candlelight.
Hearing the sound of her coming back, she immediately moved the book away, and that handsome and innocent face appeared in front of her.
"come over."
This time she didn't refute.
Maybe she didn't know what he was going to do, or maybe it was because he gave her the token.
When Wang Jian returned the jade to her, she discovered a carving on the back of the jade.
The traditional Chinese character "真".
At that moment, she knew that the piece of jade was the token in Dongling Fengzhen's hand.
Seeing the token was like seeing a person.
Even if she wanted to leave Beixiang City, it would be easy.
This token was easier to use than the customs clearance talisman.
He stretched out his thumb and bent it twice in succession to express his gratitude.
Unexpectedly, the man grabbed her hand, held it tightly, and picked up a pair of small scissors from the table next to the bed.
"what you do" "Don't move."
The slender knuckles gently pulled her thumb, and she fell to the edge of the bed, and he pulled her forward again.
The small scissors slightly opened the two lips on his fingertips, then gently touched her nails like thin feathers, and cut off the round nails.
After a while, the nails on all ten of her fingers were trimmed by him, making them round and beautiful.
"It hurts you."
Was it because her fingernails were too long and she scratched his skin when she was massaging him, so he remembered to trim her nails?
Dongling Fengzhen shook his head, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You made dinner for me.
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I don't like to owe others favors, so this is how I repay you."
Oh, this damn paralytic, what she did for him was more than just a lunch, she also treated his illness, worried about the state affairs of Beixiang for him, and wanted to make his Beixiang more prosperous without having to rely on other countries.
Survive.
He moved his body to the side of the bed, deliberately making a space for her, and patted the space beside him with his palm, indicating for her to lie down.
However, she shook her head and told him that Wang Jian had asked the master casters to prepare the casting of farm tools, and she had to rush out the drawings overnight and send them to the Ordnance Supervision tomorrow.
"Even if you rush out the new farm tools overnight, Beixiang country will not have food right away.
It's too late, so go to sleep."
He was about to blow out the candle, but she stopped him.
"Can we look for food together?"
She drew this line with a brush and quickly presented it before his eyes.
"How to find" "Don't take your mother seriously.
Don't worry, as long as I'm here, she won't be able to embarrass you."
The mother also said that she was here to scare her.
How many years had the torture been used?
And who had she ever used it on?
Not even the most vicious criminals, let alone a weak and slender woman.
Besides, he believed in his mother.
Such a person is not ignorant, and he must know that there is a 50% chance that this woman will share the same hatred with them.
"Even if your mother doesn't embarrass me, I asked General Li to open a warehouse to distribute the food to the villagers in Yushi Village.
Now, because I have no food in the Beixiang Palace, I must take this responsibility and find the nearly 100 people in the Beixiang Palace.
The food of life.”
Such a responsible and courageous woman, Dong Lingfeng, is really rare.
In his world, women all depend on men for their lives, and the woman in front of him is very independent.
If she were an ordinary woman, she would probably have died early.
She just hid in her turtle shell and refused to come out to see anyone.
He was the prince of Beixiang Kingdom and the biological son of Empress Dou.
He had promised her this, but she still looked stubborn and insisted on finding food for everyone to survive.
Willing to give up.
"Then, how do you want to find it?"
Write another sentence on the snow-white rice paper, "Treat others in their own way."
She is worthy of being his Dongling Fengzhen wife, even though it is in name only, having such an intelligent woman as his wife is enough for this life.
A glimmer of admiration slightly emerged from the bottom of the dark eyes.
It's night, the snowy wind is blowing, and the white snow is flying A slim figure stood on the edge of the cliff, an orange-red satin brocade cloak rustling in the wind.
"I have met Empress Dugu in my humble position."
A gentle and elegant voice came with the wind, and then a blue shadow floated up the cliff and knelt on the ground.
"Everything I told you has been done."
"Everything is done.
Yun Dingchu went to the weapons inspection hall this afternoon and heard from a master forger that she asked them to cast new farm tools."
"Forging new farm tools" this dumb person was confused.
Empress Dou gave her three days to solve the food shortage in the Beixiang Palace.
She couldn't find a way to find food, but asked the Ordnance Inspector to cast iron farm tools, and wanted the people of Beixiang to do it.
Agricultural production?
"Yes, according to the master, she wants Beixiang to be more self-sufficient and not rely on other countries for survival."
"The only joke is her.
What kind of ability does she have that can change this icy and snowy geographical environment?"
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In such a harsh environment, where flowers wither and everything withers, it is simply impossible to grow crops.
"I'll see how she still laughs after these three days."
"yes."
"Inform Wei Rui that those rice and grain merchants must not be allowed to defect."
"Follow your master's orders."
The blue figure jumped up onto the towering tree and quickly disappeared into the white snow.
One day has passed since the third day of the Lunar New Year, and there are only two days left to see how you can turn the tide.
In the snowy light, Dugu's ice-cold eyes flashed with a meaningful smile.
The next day, Yun Dingchu personally organized a banquet for viewing embroidery and writing poems, and all the wives of Beixiang's powerful people were invited.
Dugu sat in front of the dressing mirror, letting the little palace maid behind her comb her forehead and let her hair fall down.
Among the cloud-like black hair, a silver hair suddenly appeared in the little palace maid's field of vision.
The palace lady reported truthfully, "My queen, I saw a white hair."
"pull."
After giving the instruction, the little palace maid had to say yes. , quickly untied the newly combed bun, and quietly noticed the master's subtle expression from the corner of his eye.
He gently picked out the white hair from the brocade-like black hair with the tail finger of his jade hand.
With a little force, the white hair Was pulled off.
Dugu spread the white hair in the palm of her hand and looked at the silver hair.
She felt ashamed.
She was only twenty years old, and she was in her prime.
How could she have white hair?
"Your Majesty, Mrs.
Wei would like to see you."
"Let her in."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The palace maid stepped back.
After a while, a woman in a purple sarong walked in.
In the center of the woman's eyebrows was a red and bloody cinnabar mole.
Everyone in Beixiang Kingdom knew that this was Wei Rui of Beixiang.
Your Majesty's wife, Mrs.
Xue.
"Ms.
Xue has met the Lonely Empress."
"Sister, you and I don't have to be like this to each other.
We are all family members."
Dugu immediately stood up from her stool and ran towards Xue who was a few steps away from her.
"Didn't I tell you that from now on, when there are no outsiders, you will call me Wei'er."
"Your Majesty, in my heart, I have always regarded your Majesty as a sister.
However, these red tapes cannot be avoided."
It can be seen that Mrs.
Wei is extremely cautious when talking to her.
Even if she said something wrong, or that she didn't take advantage of her husband's value in the future, she would fall out with him in just a short time.
They still knew something about the temperament of the Dugu Empress.
"That's alright."
Dugu felt unhappy after being hit with a soft nail, but it didn't show on her face.
She knew Mrs.
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Wei's character.
Ever since she married Wei Rui, she had always been cautious in what she said and did.
Her father was She was a general in Beixiang, and her mother was a foot-washing girl by her father's side.
That year, the general's wife was pregnant, and the general got drunk and took her mother.
Fortunately, she crawled into her mother's belly that night.
Her mother died in childbirth after giving birth to her.
In her mother's family, since she was not a legitimate child, she had a legitimate brother and sister.
Although she was favored by the general's father, this woman It is natural for a sister who is a concubine to still be ostracized by her elder brothers and sisters, so she has developed a submissive character in everything.
Although she doesn't like this woman's temperament, at present, she has to rely on her husband Wei Rui to force Beixiang into a food-free situation.
Therefore, even if she didn't like it, she had to endure it for now.
"Sister, you have something to do with me today" "Princess Yun sent me an invitation, saying that tomorrow the princess's west wing will display the brocade embroidery pieces she brought from Bianliang, and she also wants everyone to write poems for the cotton satin she weaved.
You said, I should go "?"
Brocade Embroidery Poetry Party What the hell Concubine Dugu didn't expect that Yun Dingchu would make such a move.
What kind of tricks did he want to play?
If he didn't go looking for food, he still had time to do this.
"Go, of course, sister, Princess Yun is not as tiger-like as the rumors say, she is gentle."
Mrs.
Wei glanced at her, finally nodded, and hesitantly said two words, "Okay."
The time for the brocade poetry appreciation party came soon.
The Dugu family took Mrs.
Wei with them.
When they entered the Yun family's west wing courtyard, there were already a dozen powerful ladies from Beixiang sitting around the main hall.
They all had their cheeks wiped.
She put on a touch of rouge and dressed a little more fancy than usual.
Due to the lack of wealth in Beixiang country, under the call of Empress Dowager Dou, all women advocated plain clothes and makeup.
Even if they were attending a banquet, they would not dress too fancy.
The ladies were talking, laughing and commenting on the five splendid pictures that had been hung in front of them.
"Sister, your craftsmanship is really extraordinary."
Dugu's eyes briefly glanced at one or five pieces of cotton embroidery, with a faint hint of contempt in his eyes.
"Dugu Concubine, my young lady said that you have praised me.
Concubine Dugu, please sit down."
Qinglian quickly moved a chair for her, and then asked the maids to bring the prepared tea up, and handed it over respectfully.
In the hands of powerful ladies.
"This is the fragrant tea that the princess brought from her hometown.
There is a kind of fragrant flower in it, called jasmine.
Madams, please use it with caution.
Madams, please forgive me if I have slighted you in any way."
Mr.
Dugu and Mrs.
Wei sat down together and looked at the three embroideries placed in front of them with all the ladies.
Mrs.
Wei sat down and glanced at the three embroideries in front of her.
For a moment, her expression was slightly startled.
After taking a sip of the jasmine-scented tea, the fragrance of tea overflowed from her lips and teeth.
While the ladies were discussing the painting, the look of disdain in the corners of Dugu's eyes deepened.
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He tilted his head and said to Mrs.
Wei beside him, "Do you believe she embroidered it?"
Mrs.
Wei's face was blank, but a faint smile appeared on her lips.
She nodded slightly but said nothing, which meant that she would not make any comments.
"Sister, do you know what embroidery is?"
He actually dares to come to Beixiang to show off his embroidery skills, which is really difficult to control.
Dingchu took a brush and drew a few dense lines of words, and presented the words in front of the ladies, "The sisters laughed.
Dingchu couldn't speak, so he could only use his pen to speak and answer his sister's questions.
Embroidery is done by sewing needle and thread on the fabric."
The general name for various decorative patterns embroidered is to use needles to pierce silk thread or other fibers and yarns with certain patterns and colors on the embroidery materials, and to form decorative fabrics with stitches.
Embroidery has some history in the Tianyuan Dynasty. " Seeing that Yun Dingchu could not open her mouth to defend herself, and could only answer her questions by writing instead of speaking, Dugu covered her mouth with her sleeves, smiled secretly, then stood up from her seat and walked towards the place closest to her. of a painting.
Looking back, he smiled and asked, "Sister, do you know what embroidery is called?"
Dingchu glanced at the most complicated embroidery and scratched it with a brush, "This embroidery is called Along the River During the Qingming Festival.
There are hundreds of characters on it.
The content of the picture is large and extremely broad.
It can be said that it covers all The most complex piece of embroidery.”
"What is it called embroidery?"
"Su Xiu."
Seeing that Yun Dingchu answered eloquently, the smile on Dugu's brow gradually disappeared.
"Acupuncture routines used" "Acupuncture routine techniques include: trocar and halo needles, oblique rolling needles, swirling needles, shear needles, canopy needles, knitting needles and dozens of other stitches."
Seeing that the dumb man was almost reciting his words backwards, Dugu's face became increasingly green.
She raised her finger angrily and pointed to another painting: "Sister, where is this one?"
"It's called Four Deer Struggle for Hegemony in the Central Plains.
Who will win?
Hunan embroidery uses stitching methods: straight stitch, staggered stitch embroidery, random stitch embroidery, net embroidery, all over the ground embroidery, lock embroidery.
It is characterized by meticulous splitting of silk and embroidered suede flowers.
The shapes are realistic and the colors are rich and bright.
It has always been said that embroidered flowers can produce fragrance, embroidered birds can hear sounds, embroidered tigers can run, and embroidered people can express their feelings. " "Bold, you Yun Dingchu, what are the four deers fighting for hegemony, aspiration for the Central Plains, and who will win the deer?
I believe everyone knows what they mean.
If I pass these words to Empress Su without missing a word, I am afraid that she will immediately , your head will move.”
As soon as these words came out, all the ladies were filled with panic, aware of the tense atmosphere between the main concubine of Beixiang King and the concubine.
No one dared to speak out, and no one dared to say a word.
However, Mrs.
Wei was stunned when Dugu clan roared.
For a moment, it was as if the blood had been drained from his body, and there was no trace of blood on his face.
Yun Dingchu was not annoyed by the arrogance of the prisoners below the Dugu family.
He stepped forward with a writing brush and wrote a poem or two on the left side of the painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival: "Bian Liang has been an imperial capital since ancient times.
Where to go, in exchange for a dream of flowers, just beside the Xiaogu Tower."
After reading these lines of poems, all the ladies were so frightened that cold sweat broke out from the tips of their noses.
This Princess Yun was so courageous, she actually wrote a poem suggesting that Bian Liang would fall like a poplar.
Putting away the pen, turning back, Dingchu smiled at the ladies and said with lip language, Qinglian acted as a translator in time, "The princess just described the poem on the embroidery."
"Yun Dingchu, tell me, if I report your embroidery and your poem to Empress Su today, how will Empress Su feel?"
The girl Qinglian reacted the most quickly, "Dugu Concubine, these embroideries are much better than your Beixiang embroidery, both in terms of stitching and bright colors."
These words irritated Dugu.
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She rushed forward fiercely, pointed at the painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival and cursed, "Your stitches are crooked.
It's better for me to embroider a stitch randomly.
This horse riding a horse and this sedan colliding with each other are completely different."
Not embroidered The artistic conception, this kind of embroidery really poked my eyes, and the peacock with its tail open, the colors of the bird's feathers are too gorgeous, it looks too tacky, why don't we sisters from Beixiang just pierce it with our hands, how dare you do such a bad job.
It’s embarrassing to take it out.”
Yun Dingchu faintly glanced at Mrs.
Wei, who was sitting silently, lowering her eyebrows, biting her red lips with her teeth, and her face was so pale that she was about to faint.
"Dugu Concubine, who told you that these embroideries were embroidered by the young lady?"
Dugushi looked stunned, wondering what kind of medicine Yun Dingchu was selling in the gourd.
"Yun Dingchu, what do you mean?
You didn't embroider it.
You still have the nerve to show it off to everyone.
Moreover, you just said you brought it from Bianliang."
Yes, the ladies also had confused expressions on their faces.
"Princess Yun, Empress Dugu, I feel suddenly unwell, so I have to retire first.
I hope you two empresses can forgive me."
After saying this, regardless of whether the two princesses agreed or not, Mrs.
Xue stood up, lowered her head, and walked in a hurry.
After walking out of the west wing courtyard, his slender figure disappeared at the entrance of the palace.
"What's wrong with Mrs.
Wei?"
asked Mrs.
"Yeah, he's so pale that he looks like he's seen a ghost."
"Princess Yun said that these three pieces were not embroidered by her.
Could it be that they were the handiwork of Mrs.
Wei?"
Another lady answered.
As soon as these words came out, all the women were shocked.
"No wonder I thought this embroidery looked familiar when I first saw it.
It turns out to be Mrs.
Wei's craftsmanship."
"Yun Dingchu, what do you mean by showing us her embroidery?"
Dugu's heart skipped a beat, and her eyelids jumped.
What on earth did the mute think?
What if these three embroideries were not embroidered by the mute, but by Wei?
Madam, then, those words she just scolded were all directed at Madam Wei, she I have always felt that since entering this hall, Mrs.
Wei's expression was not right, and she was completely distracted.
I am afraid that when she came in for the first time, she saw that it was her own painting, but she just didn't quite understand what this mute was going to do.
He has been sitting here, provoking a war between her and Mrs.
Wei, why are you doing this?
Dugu Shi knew very well that she wanted her to offend Mrs.
Wei, and then Wei Rui would no longer help her stabilize the powerful people in Beixiang.
"Yun Dingchu, Mrs.
Wei is not that stupid.
She can't do what you want."
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"Ms.
Dugu, my lady doesn't know what you are talking about.
It is impossible that this embroidery is Mrs.
Wei's.
The real lady brought these embroidery from Bianliang on the day she got married.
Is the craftsmanship of these embroidery similar to Mrs.
Wei's stitching?
, so" Qinglian didn't say any more, deliberately prolonging the ending to let Mrs.
Yigan go on her own.
Dugu Shi weighed it in her mind and thought to herself, no matter what, Mrs.
Wei might be crying in her husband's arms at this moment, saying that the things she had worked so hard for were going to go wrong.
She gave Yun Dingchu a hard look, and Dugu Shi took He hurriedly left the west chamber with the maid beside him.
That night, Dugu didn't sleep well.
In the early morning of the next day, at dawn, a palace maid came back with news from outside.
She trembled and reported to her, "Your Majesty, Mrs.
Wei committed suicide by drowning in the river last night."
What With a thump, her heart skipped a beat, and Dugu's whole body became weak and she fell down on the chair.
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