Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 2 Is Embroidery Fun?

Zhan Changfeng was seriously ill, and got better in the days when the plum blossoms were in full bloom. The old emperor was afraid that her body would not be able to bear it, so she temporarily stopped her homework and let her have a good rest.

In the past twelve hours a day, she had eight hours of free time. She either followed the old emperor to appraise the memorial or did her homework and asked the gentlemen for advice.

Suddenly, she didn't know what to do.

The chief inspector looked at the nose and nose and watched the heart, wishing that the little ancestor stayed in the bedroom peacefully, the disease was just right, if he went out to blow some wind and relapsed, he was afraid that ten heads would not be enough to chop off.

Just in time, the maid came in, Bai Nen Rou Yi was holding a long-necked celadon vase, and a blooming red plum was inserted obliquely.

Zhan Changfeng said, "Are all the flowers in the plum garden blooming?"

The general manager could only instruct the palace servants to prepare the soft sedan chair, emphasizing that it should be airtight.

She put on a thick and gorgeous silver fox cloak, took the stove, and Zhan Changfeng walked out slowly and stepped on the soft sedan chair. The ubiquitous sandalwood made her a little bored, and she slightly lifted the curtain, causing the manager to yell. .

Ah.

The curtain was covered tightly again.

During her illness, the old emperor called a monk and a Taoist priest to recite the scriptures and practice.

It's just that Zhan Changfeng has a cleanliness disease, not to mention how strict the cleanliness requirements are in terms of clothing, food, housing and transportation, even the smell of the air makes her feel uncomfortable, but it is fortunate that it is not hopeless. It can still be tolerated, but the temper will become bad.

When she arrived at the plum garden, she felt a lot more relaxed when the winter wind blew.

Looking around, the white snow and red plums in ten miles are like ice and fire, dazzling, noble and scorching.

"His Royal Highness, look at the scenery of Aoxue Hanmei, how beautiful it is." The chief manager lifted a bunch of branches that were slanted to the white stone path, and the snow-stained flower bones trembled twice, and they actually bloomed.

This unexpected and novel moment made Zhan Changfeng in a good mood, "You stay with Gu and walk around at will, while the others are waiting outside."

"Yes." The guard maid bowed and retired.

The director thought that his words pleased His Royal Highness, and he even organized gorgeous rhetoric to weave the scenery into a splendid article.

Fortunately, the general manager's language was appropriate, and Zhan Changfeng took over.

Zhan Changfeng picked up a plum blossom from the ground and played with it, listening and watching, his eyes crossed the fiery colors that covered the distance, and disappeared into the white, where there were mountains.

It's still there.

Zhan Changfeng became cold again, and all the scenery couldn't catch her eyes.

"His Royal Highness, there is a pavilion there, why don't you go and rest?"

The pavilion is deep in the plum garden, hidden in white snow and red plums.

At that time, the pavilion was hung up, the stove was smoking, and one or two girls sat in it, embroidered with plum blossoms.

The manager hesitated, secretly annoyed, it was time to clear the scene.

Zhan Changfeng didn't care much and walked in.

This girl should have been here for a long time, and a Boshan stove has warmed the pavilion.

The girl's oval face and willow-leaf eyebrows, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, burning like fire, she asked innocently, "Child, where are you from? Ai, it's cold outside, come in and sit down."

The manager's eyes widened, and he almost shouted out a bold sentence.

Zhan Changfeng looked at her coldly, but seeing her bright expression and clear eyes, not like a fake, he didn't take it to heart, waved his hand to the general manager, and sat on the stone bench.

"embroidered?"

"Well, today the red plums are dyed with snow, and the sky is clear and beautiful."

The girl nodded lightly and looked at Merlin outside, unable to hide her smile, "It's so beautiful, I've never seen it before."

She is beautiful and beautiful, and even Zhan Changfeng feels that the surrounding scenery is a little brighter.

The palace servants brought tea and snacks and arranged them one by one. The girl glanced curiously and quietly bowed her head to embroider, like a pure and demure beautiful girl in the rainy land in the south of the Yangtze River.

When Zhan Changfeng saw the needles and threads flying back and forth, buds and flowers blooming on the pretty branches, he felt quite magical in his heart.

She had never learned about female workers, but only heard from the concubine in the harem that it was a necessary skill for women.If you don't study female workers, you can't be considered a woman.

The concubines in the harem are all old, and they have put out their half-life rivalry, so they pick a quiet and comfortable place to gather together, chat about the sky, embroider flowers, and feel comfortable.

Sometimes she hurried to the study to go to the court, and she would catch a glimpse of these concubines on the banks of the willows, on the waterside, and under the corridor, focused and peaceful, as if embroidering her whole life into silk and gold.

"Okay, give me a try?"

Hey, the end of the voice is soft, and the rare questioning tone makes the headmaster's eyelids jump.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, "This is difficult, and what do you learn as a boy?"

She lightly flicked the plum blossom in Zhan Changfeng's hand, "Those with thick branches and big leaves, look at your flowers are missing petals."

"It's crippled."

Girl: "Then what do you use it for?"

"Just pick it up," Zhan Changfeng said with a certain cruelty in his eyes, "If it falls apart, it becomes mud, so be it."

She repeated, "Try it for me."

The majesty of the heavenly home cannot be denied.

Hey girl, at this moment, I became cautious, as if the opposite was not a young child.

Handed her the unfinished embroidery stitches and gave her two simple stitches.

She wanted to emphasize it again, but the needle had already moved, and the child's expression was flat but solemn, and his subordinates were exactly the same.

Zhan Changfeng's ability to learn is amazing, and he saw through the techniques of the girl's embroidery.

A plum blossom fell off its branches, and its petals drifted away with the wind.

lifelike.

The girl praised, "That's great, is this really your first time embroidering?"

"Lonely nature is the best." Zhan Changfeng put down the embroidered cloth and took a sip of tea.

The girl ignored her self-proclaimed and excitedly said, "I will teach you to embroider other things, and you will definitely be able to practice master craftsmanship."

Zhan Changfeng was astonished and speechless, shook his head, turned to leave, or criticizing the memorial is more challenging.

Away from the pavilion, the steward bowed and said, "That girl is the Zhao family who has just entered the palace."

"The Zhao family of Linshui County?"

"Yes."

"It's hard for the imperial grandfather to get old, and he still has to rely on marriage to win over the Zhao family."

She tightened her cloak, and the soft and warm fur collar touched her face, itching slightly.

The general manager followed behind with a sullen face, not daring to say that she was a daughter-in-law for you.And I don't know what His Majesty the Emperor thought. The Miss Zhao who was selected seems to have lost her soul. She is unreasonable and childish. How can she survive in the palace in the future.

Zhan Changfeng was worried about the war in the three southern states, and he had no intention of enjoying the garden, so he turned to Jinglun Hall.

In the Jinglun Hall, the emperor's study, the old emperor was discussing the war with several military ministers.

The foundation of the Yin Dynasty had been destroyed, and the people complained a lot. In addition, the weather was cold, and all parts of the country were caught in a cold wave.

God forced me to go against it, I had to go against it!

The rebel army raised various banners, burned, killed, looted, occupied the city and attacked the land.Easy family world, dangerous.

The funny thing is that, among the civil servants and generals of the Manchu Dynasty, the last one who went out to pacify the chaos was the current emperor and concubine Yi Chang.

She was still young and lacked in knowledge, and only quietly listened to the discussions between the old emperor and the ministers.

You Cheng said, "The war in the south is almost over, and now the Zhao family is guarding, it's time for His Royal Highness Di Ji to return to the capital."

The rest agreed.

The old emperor pondered for a while, and issued an edict to recall Yishang, who was stationed in the three southern states.

When only the old emperor and Zhan Changfeng were left in the Jinglun Hall, she said, "The stability of the three southern states is due to the prestige of Huanggu's many years of killing. If she leaves, there will be troubles."

The old emperor shook his head, "You, you are still young and don't understand the reasoning here."

"Please enlighten my grandfather." Zhan Changfeng asked humbly.

The old emperor stroked his beard, "You also said that the stability of the three southern states depends on your aunt. I'm afraid they only recognize your aunt."

"Her credit is too high, it's not good."

Zhan Changfeng now knew that it was not You Cheng who asked Huanggu to come back, but the emperor's grandfather who asked her to come back.

The prince lowered his eyes and asked again, "Are you still afraid of the emperor's aunt's power?"

Since ancient times, why emperors have been afraid of courtiers who have high power and shake their masters is naturally afraid of being rebelled.

The old emperor used this daughter as a sharp blade, partly because of her ability and partly because of her daughter.

Her daughter was not destined to become an emperor, so the old emperor assured her that he handed over the army to the south.

But this daughter did such a great job that the people only heard about the general Yi Chang of Zhengnan, but did not know the emperor of the temple. The old emperor was afraid that she would suddenly add a yellow robe and turn around to attack the palace.

Zhan Changfeng understood his eyes and said bluntly, "If Huanggu can save the world, why not give her the throne."

The old emperor, who had always been gracious to her, scolded her fiercely, "Nonsense, how can a woman be an emperor, where does this put the ancestral family law!"

(End of this chapter)