Jinghua Tianjiao

When the two doors were closed, the sky was already white, but the only light was gone.Through the window, the princess saw a guard standing outside the door.The princess sneered and laughed at herself, "What kind of princess, what kind of princess of a country, is all vain in the end! It's all vain!"

They can't escape, it's all my fault, all this is all my fault!Du Juan, don't hold grudges against me.In this deep palace, everyone is staring at the power in their hands, even a young eunuch can turn against him at any time.Also, it's time to leave Daming Mansion, there is nothing worthy of my nostalgia here.

Du Juan took Xiaoniang out of Jinghua Fang, and when she reached the archway, a group of officers and soldiers surrounded her.

"Bold Du Xiuniang, dare to bring the little princess to break the curfew, take it down!"

Curfew?What an absurd reason!As for sending out so many people after breaking the curfew?Did something happen to the princess?How did that happen!Du Juan subconsciously hugged her, and she cried in fright, and the officers and soldiers did not dare to go forward, fearing to hurt her.They called her little princess, and it seemed that the royal family would never let her go just like that.

"Du Xiuniang, I advise you to be sensible! Let go of the little princess!" said the leader of the officers and soldiers
"Sister Juan, leave me alone, let it be like this." The young lady in her arms struggled, Du Juan knew that the young lady would not suffer any harm after she went out, but what should she do if she promised the princess.

"I'll go with you! Can you let sister Juan go?" Xiaoniang shouted at the officers and soldiers
"Yes! As long as the princess goes back with us, we won't embarrass Du Xiuniang."

"Sister Juan, at this point, I can only do this. I'll go with them, you should get out of here quickly." Is the little lady's words really effective?No, she is just a child, how could officers and soldiers believe her words?Besides, the title of this princess is also false, and has not been officially conferred.

Seeing that Du Juan didn't let go, Xiaoniang bit Du Juan's hand hard.Du Juan let go of the pain, and Xiao Niang ran back.The leading officers and soldiers picked up Xiaoniang, looked back at Du Juan, and said coldly, "Take it!"

"Liar, you liar!" The young lady cried, calling Du Juan's name over and over again, but it was too late, "Sister Juan, I'm sorry, sister Juan, it's my fault!"

Du Juan didn't speak, so there's nothing else to say.It seems that the princess is also in the same situation, caught in a huge situation, and the person who makes the situation is the royal family.Officers and soldiers stepped forward, holding Du Juan's arm, and there was a sharp pain.Du Juan wanted to struggle, only to find that the pain was getting worse.The little girl was crying, and the leader of the officers and soldiers hugged her away. The officers and soldiers dispersed, and a luxurious sedan chair was parked not far away.The four servant girls stood by the sedan chair and carried the little girl into the sedan chair.

"Let go, I'll go by myself!"

"Watch closely!"

His arm was getting more and more painful, and a white light shone on his face.Is this already the time?That's right!The night passed too long, and the night passed without anything being done.The guards' hands were getting stronger and stronger, and their arms were about to dislocate.

"Master Guan, can you be gentle? I'm about to dislocate my arm."

No matter how much you beg, no one will answer.

The white light in front of me is getting more and more dazzling, what is this, daytime?When the sun is so strong?

The officers and soldiers covered their eyes one by one, they couldn't care about Du Juan anymore, the white light made them uncomfortable all over.The sedan chair not far away was no longer visible, and the entire street was swallowed up by the white light.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers were going their own way, Du Juan ran forward desperately!What's the matter, they are gone, why is the arm still so painful?This feeling of pain is too familiar, no, I was in a dream, it couldn't be that I pressed my arm while sleeping again!
Even Du Juan couldn't escape the white light, she couldn't open her eyes because of the light.

A pleasant bell rang, so familiar.Struggling in this dream, Du Juan wanted to open her eyes as hard as she could, the white light was getting less and less, it converged into a circle, and a familiar ball appeared in front of her, Du Juan could see clearly that it was the ceiling of her home I fell asleep all night, did I even forget to turn off the light?
Turn off the alarm on your phone, I, Du Juan, it's time to get up!

After Amuna came to Jinghuafang, she did not paint some facial makeup about silk figurines as agreed before, but brought her own paintings to the studio to start painting. She didn't pay too much attention to the painting of silk figurines.This has been the case for a few days, Wenxin looked anxious, and wanted to talk about it, but was afraid that Amina would come up with a temper and quarrel with her.Early this morning, Wenxin saw the same thing again in the studio, couldn't bear it, and decided to wait for Du Juan to come and react.

"Xinxin, good morning, I brought you breakfast, what are you thinking!" Du Juan walked up to Wen Xin, but Wen Xin didn't even notice Du Juan.

Wen Xin froze for a moment, then remembered the business, "Don't go in, I have something to tell you."

"what happened?"

"We can't go on like this anymore. Jinghuafang is going to move forward, but it's just been like this for a few days.
She might as well go home. Wenxin told the general situation and was disappointed with Amuna's work attitude, "I'm not targeting her, Juan, don't think too much about it.In the past, the aunts in the studio would just do some private work, so why is she like this. "

"It's my fault too. I haven't arranged any important work for her recently."

"Although I don't know much about silk figurines, we had some contact with them at that time. She wants to draw, yes, she can practice on silk cloth. I don't believe that she can paint on silk as soon as she draws on paper." It’s a bit unrealistic to paint on canvas.”

"The main reason is that we still lack a sculptor, the staff is not easy to manage, and the head model is not available, and the painting can't keep up, right?"

"That's true, maybe it's just my own prejudice." Wen Xin admitted her violent temper, and then talked about Gesang, "But don't tell me, that Gesang has been working hard these days. I It seems that she often uses some rags to practice her hands, and her hands are also skillful. A few rags can be turned into treasures in her hands. Those aunts still want her to teach them, but her personality is very similar to others. Talk less, and the aunts will leave naturally after making fun of it."

Du Juan understands that Wenxin is impatient. This should be done before Wenxin was in the company. She might have held staff training courses long ago, but this cannot be done here, "Xinxin, don't worry. Let's give them more time, they need to adapt. "

"Okay! Listen to you!" Wen Xin pouted, "Jinghuafang is different now, I just don't want to see them waste themselves on such a good platform."

"It will get better." Du Juan firmly believes that Jinghuafang will be on the right track. Whether it is for Amina or Gesang, the two girls are from different places, with different cultures and different styles of doing things. "Actually, they are like Like a silk figurine, every part of the silk figurine is disassembled, and there are silk cloth, head molds, ornaments, thread ends...Although they have their own uses, their functions are single, and when they are combined, we can see The most beautiful ones are silk figurines."

Wen Xin began to change the subject, "By the way, Juan'er, did you bring me the pancakes in front of your house today?"

"Yes."

Wen Xin grabbed it and "snatched" it from Du Juan's hand, "Hurry up and bring it to you, I can't say enough about you, it makes me hungry."

"I'll bring it to you every day from now on, I'm tired of you!"

The two sisters had an argument, and Wen Xin finally got back to the topic, "It's hard to find a sculptor now, especially in the silk sculpture circle. Juan'er, tell me, is sculpting really that difficult?"

"Yes, sculpting requires specific skills, which are much more difficult than painting and sewing. The model is the skeleton of a silk man, and it can't be done by a single cent. It takes about a week to make a head model with plaster alone. After the mold is made, it needs to be adjusted continuously. A long time ago, when silk figurines were used as head molds, they basically did not carve out the facial features. After pinching out the head model, you have to carve out the contours of the cheekbones and facial features on it, and then paste the head, so that the silk figurine will be more three-dimensional."