The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

I found out that it was difficult to buy a house in the capital even if I had money, so I stayed in the house and was depressed for several days when my money was bad.

Stuck in the room, his head drooped like a lonely piece of shit.

I want to buy a house in ancient times and have an independent space, but the dog emperor policy does not allow it!

In order to have an independent private space, for a moment she wanted to step directly on Kangxi's head and become the emperor's emperor.

The children of the Eight Banners of Manchuria are bullying others too much. The first thing she will do when she takes office is to abolish the ban on Han people buying houses in the capital!
But now I am as humble as an ant, just a dependent... concubine?

It doesn't seem to be the case. Her current identity is that of a porcelain who was detained and raised by the owner... a guest!
Don't foolishly think that she is willing to sit in the garden all her life as a mushroom and die in silence.

She has been depressed enough these past few days and is thinking about it. If she can't afford to buy a house, she won't buy it and will live in Muzoyuan for the time being.

However, she couldn't stand the loneliness, so during her depressed time, she had begun to think about how to go out and have some fun.

The weather was exceptionally warm that day, Jin Ling was drying clothes outside, and Qian Lanlan was planning to take action.

The sun, which had not been seen for several days, hung brightly above her head. She stretched out her hand to block the dazzling sunlight and said, "The weather is really nice!"

"Master," Jin Ling stopped what he was doing and approached her, "The sun is too hot. Master, you might as well go and take a nap on a lounge chair under the shade of a tree."

Lanlan turned to look at the shade of the tree. There had been laid out melons, fruits, pastries, books, musical instruments and chess, as if they were waiting for her arrival.

"No. Let me help you. There are so many clothes and no one is here to help you." She refused and went to lie down on the inclined chair, and enthusiastically offered to help Jinling dry the clothes.

"Just let the slaves do the rough work. Master, go and cool down in the shade, don't get too hot." Jin Ling refused, saying that he was driving her to lie down on a cool ground.

"Oh, but don't you want to find someone to help you? There are so many?" Lanlan had nothing to say.

"These are Lord Beile's clothes. If other slaves are rough with their hands and feet, they may get wrinkled and dirty." Jin Ling responded to his master while spreading the clothes.

Lord Belle's clothes?Qian Lanlan had already set his sights on it, and his mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to get one or two items.

If she steals, it will ruin her reputation and she will be caught, which will be detrimental to her future plans.

She had to think of a legitimate reason for Jin Ling to offer her both hands. This would definitely give her a cover.

Doesn't Jinling like to bring her and Yinzhen together?
Taking off her clothes, putting on clothes, and taking medicine by mouth, all these things that were taken advantage of by Jinling were handed over to Yinzhen like a treasure.

The seller is looking for glory!
Jinling sold Qian Lanlan's body, so Qian Lanlan should sell his soul, to each other!
Without conscience, she said: "Jinling, I want to embroider something on Lord Beile's clothes."

"This is a good idea. Mr. Beile has a lot of work and cannot come to our garden all the time. If I see your skills, I will definitely remember you." Jin Ling was surprised at first, and then looked at Qian Lanlan with approval and said.

Unexpectedly, if the master does not compete for favor, it will be fine, but if he competes for favor, it will be amazing!
If it is placed in this garden, it is regarded as a hidden gem. It should be put in the back house to shine!
"How about you embroider a Xinyi flower bud on the sleeve of each piece of clothing?" Jin Ling made a suggestion.

Xinyi flower, remember her new name is Xinyi.

You can't be so narcissistic, right?If you embroider your name on it, isn't it just to let others wear you?
"Ha, isn't this bad?" Putting money on your own face?

"It's good to have Master Baylor thinking about you day and night." Jin Ling came up with such a bad idea entirely out of his master's good intentions, which Luan Luan thought was shameless.

Isn't this guy here to harm her?
Showing off sooner or later will lead to death!

"Then what do you want to embroider?" Jin Ling asked respecting her opinion.

What do you want to embroider?
She never thought about it, she just wanted to get two men's clothes that would be easy to wear when traveling to the hottest brothel to check in!
Besides, she was good at eating, drinking and having fun, not to mention her skills with embroidery needles, which were all done by women.

She wants to go to a brothel like a man, why would she do such a useless thing! (Going to a brothel will make you successful.)
"How about you send the clothes to my room first."

She made nonsense and said, "What Mr. Beile wears is his face. This is a serious matter, so let me consider it carefully and carefully consider what kind of tricks can complement Mr. Beile's heavenly appearance."

ah!He is so sensible and has such a solemn face as Lord Baylor, which is completely different from when he was biting his lip in bed.

Jin Ling said with some suspicion: "Master's kindness to Master Beile is so sudden. The slaves are a little surprised. I believe Master Beile will be very happy."

She has a dog's nose and smells something fishy?
Lanlan could only continue to talk nonsense: "The day I was sick, he didn't do anything personally and was considerate to me."

But no, saying it makes me feel as embarrassed as if I were naked!

So, Lanlan pretended to be shy as a woman, like a newly married daughter-in-law.

"So this little thing is just a small thank you to him."

Then, she pretended to be miserable like a boudoir woman, and complained: "Besides, it's so lonely in this garden. I look forward to the stars and the moon, hoping that he can come more often. "

Yo, yo, I didn't realize that her master was so miserable in his heart!

Jin Ling has been completely confused by Qian Shanlan and has sympathy and admiration: it turns out that her master is a woman who is very strong on the outside but very fragile on the inside.

Jin Ling, who was originally devoted to Lord Beile, had already lost half of his heart to money. He said that he wanted to send Lord Beile no matter what, so he said a few nice words for his master in the letter.

She was just a middleman. She said good things about Master Beile to her master, and she said good things about him to Master Beile. Master Beile didn't even worry about it.

Does this mean she can be Lord Belle's mother?

Don't make trouble, she doesn't have the means of a concubine.

"Master, you are infatuated with Lord Beile, and Lord Beile will definitely show you his deep love!" She soothed as she saw the rotten tears about to fall.

deep feeling?It's comforting to hear it.

Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless and unjust, showing mercy to women - romantic!
"I'd like to lend you your kind words." I hope so!

……

A basket of clothes was carried back to her living room, Jin Ling was sent out, and she poured the clothes in the basket onto the bed.

The ones with dragon patterns and dragon claws are the first to be excluded. The ones inlaid with gold and silver are also thrown into the category of dragon claws and dragon patterns. Yellow and purple are too noble, so throw them away!

After digging around for a long time, he picked out two pieces worn by ordinary young men.

Comparing the clothes on her body, wow, compared to a tall Manchu like Yinzhen, she, a Han, is really thin and can fit two of herself into this mandarin jacket, which is as wide as a sack.

Change, must change!

Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing to go out and hang out, not to mention how embarrassing it would be to be accused of stealing my father and brother's clothes like last time.

How to change it?

This was a technical job, and it was difficult. She only thought about finally getting a piece of clothing that fit her, not the process!
With scissors in hand, where to start?She hesitated.

She didn't even alter a T-shirt, let alone a large mandarin jacket. If she didn't know how to mess with it, if a hole was cut out in the end, it wouldn't be too...

Doesn’t it make you a dog if you put on dog-like clothes?

When you go out on the street, you have to go out beautifully. Is it funny to dress up as a dog?
Putting down the scissors and lying on the pile of clothes, she breathed out.

If you don’t change your career, you can’t do it, so you’ll just have to make do with it…

Think about that scene. She dragged her long mandarin skirt to a brothel and had to twist her skirt legs like a girl when walking.

funny!Laughing to death!

Are the men in the brothel looking for courtesans or looking for her as a monkey? Will the girls regard her as a sister?
Change it, how to change it?
She doesn't know everything, one inch is long and one inch is short. She has a strong brain but clumsy hands and feet.

Damn it, I can’t trust myself anymore, so I’d better ask someone else!

Just thinking about it, she jumped out of bed, walked slowly, holding her chin, and paced around the room.

Does Jin Ling know how to stitch? Why not ask her for help?

How could a person who carefully served these clothes use a knife to rectify them?

These are Yinzhen's clothes. I'm afraid no one in this garden is so bold except her.

Besides, Jinling is from Yinzhen, can he commit such a suicide act of damaging his master's clothes?It is even more impossible to allow her to damage it. Maybe another seller will come and report her!

Now that I think about it, it makes perfect sense for her to lock the door and not let Jin Ling in!

However, who else in the garden can help her?
An idea flashed in her mind, and a person she hadn't seen for a few days and never missed had become her reliance!

She had to go to Tutu for help. Tutu was the embroiderer specially chosen by her father for her, and her stitching skills should be very good.

This was the time to hire someone, but since that day after being prompted by Jin Ling's few words, the two had not seen each other for many days.

This relationship is like the emperor sending his beloved concubine into the cold palace. After a few days of being cold, she regained her youth again.

How should I be shy and ask for help?
She is not a high-ranking person who can come and go at a moment's notice, but Tutu is the kind of person who will smile and forget about grudges after a slap in the face and a sweet date?
Then she really can't care so much, she just wants a piece of clothing that fits her.

Immediately, she climbed onto the bed, folded all the clothes and stuffed them into the basket again, and then opened the door.

She ordered a slave: "Go to the guest room for me and invite Miss Tutu here."

"Yes." The little slave took the order and flew out with two pairs of heels like stepping on hot wheels.

After waiting for a while, the servant came back with the people and resumed his life.

"This slave has met his master." Tutu recognized his master directly.

This is not in line with the original script of sisterly love. Could it be that she has become indifferent to her after being in the cold palace for a long time?

Thinking of this made Rolan's heart tighten, and the friendship was disappearing.

Previously, the purpose of sending people to the cold palace was to see how amazingly powerful her dormancy and forbearance could be. Now, it seems that she has made people even more tolerant and careful.

How to ease this relationship?
Luanlan stepped forward to help the strange good sister up, but Tutu gently stepped back when she stretched out her hand.

Is this...disgusting?Alienation?

"Master, I don't want my slave to be your sister." She lowered her head and begged.

Could it be that being a sister with Qian Lanlan would harm her?Qian Lanlan looked at her in shock, looking forward to the explanation she was about to give.

Tutu objectively analyzed: "My master is very smart. Birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. My master's friends should be people who can talk to him."

This is about making money.

"My slave only knows how to serve tea and water. I don't know a single Chinese character. How can I walk side by side with my master?" she said with shame.

This is a retreat from herself.

To sum up, this person has a measure of progress and retreat.

It seems that during this trough period, not only did Roanlan figure things out, but Tutu also redefined the relationship between them.

Each of them is undergoing transformation, and the hand of fate has brought their relationship back to its original state.

One master and one servant!
At this point, Tutu herself has already awakened, so why is she still obsessed with making close friends?

Fortunately, Tutu became her slave again, and she had someone by her side when doing things instead of acting alone.

Only the status of a slave can make Jinling let go of his prejudice against Tutu.

Thinking about this, she said, "Okay, you can serve me again."

This was equivalent to giving Tutu a way to survive. She was grateful, but there was no unnecessary expression on her face, "Yes, thank you, Master."

"What a coincidence. I have a tricky thing that I need your help with." There was no time to delay in changing the clothes, so she asked: "Can you tailor clothes?"

"Return to the master, I'm a slave." Tutu said frankly, looking at Qian Lanlan with curious eyes, did she want to make clothes?

"Then do you know how to alter clothes?" Lanlan asked the last question, "That is, you can alter the finished clothes to my size."

"Master, are the clothes too big?" Tutu asked her.

She nodded. They were much bigger, so many that they looked as funny as snot-nosed worms.

This is a great opportunity to show off in front of the master. Tutu said enthusiastically: "The slave will definitely change the master's not more than an inch, not even an inch too much, so that it fits the body just right."

Good guy, you have such a strong tone, it seems that you are quite capable!
Lanlan glanced appreciatively. She was more optimistic about and liked arrogant people than those with low self-esteem. Because of her arrogance, she might also seize opportunities in life that were not hers to perform.

However, Tutu was dumbfounded when Lanlan took out the two men's jackets, one blue and one white!
It’s not that she won’t change, she’s just shocked!

Doubts arose in her heart as to why her master was changing into men's clothes.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Seeing Tutu's dull expression, Lanlang was afraid that this last straw wouldn't be able to help her.

"It's nothing. I will help the master change it now." Tutu blinked, and his expression suddenly returned to its original state, calm and unruffled.

Even if there is something, the fart has been shaken out, can you still suck it back with your mouth?
The only option is to bite the bullet and face the difficulties, and try to find ways to deal with them.

Lanlan put the mandarin jacket on her body, Tutu picked up the scissors, "Whoosh", the scissors quickly spun twice in her hand and landed between her thumb and index finger.

Holding the mandarin jacket, she first fixed the minimum dimensions of those areas, and then used the support of the clothes hanger to "brush" it several times. The sleeves, lapels, and slits were protruding. On the waist, several feet of the mandarin jacket were missing. piece of material.

The next step is to sew, and the random stitches are becoming more and more charming, and the clothes hanger is in tatters, but I still stare at it carefully.

She has this habit of learning things she doesn't know as quickly as possible, and she doesn't feel overwhelmed by her many skills.

Tutu was so serious that she didn't understand. Tutu seemed to have speeded up his hand on purpose, which made her dizzy.

If Tutu is intentional, maybe this is her unique skill, or maybe Roland has no talent in this area.

God has opened so many doors for her, and it is reasonable to close a window. She cannot always know everything. If she is crushed with such intensity, will others still survive?
Therefore, she was terrible at needlework, and she wouldn't need it anyway.

Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.

I’m on my knees, all you bosses!