Daughter of aristocratic family

The day after Princess Gu'an left Beijing, Yun Hao received a tip and discovered the whereabouts of the escaped imperial doctor, and he led people to capture him.

Before the imperial doctor escaped, Yun Hao did not doubt him, but when the imperial doctor learned that Yun Hao had been ordered to investigate the cause of the second princess's death, he felt guilty.

His escape confirmed that Concubine Jing's suspicion was not groundless. The death of the second princess was indeed not as simple as it seemed.

Yun Hao left in a hurry and didn't have time to say anything to Zhao Wangshu.

Zhao Wangshu is choosing the materials for her wedding dress. Although she has not married Yun Hao yet, she can follow her husband's lead when choosing fabrics and can wear a brocade wedding dress.

Zhao Li took a piece and said, "Yue'er, what do you think of this piece of brocade? It's bright in color and quite thick."

"It's quite thick. It's already hot in March, so it's better to choose a piece that's a little thinner." Mrs. Zhao Cui picked up the hibiscus brocade and said, "This piece is good."

"Grandma, are the dark patterns on this brocade too obvious, and will they take over the spotlight?" Zhao Wangshu asked.

Mrs. Zhao Cui looked at it carefully for a moment, then nodded, "That's right too."

After choosing for a while, I finally settled on a Ruyi Jin that both my grandson and grandson were satisfied with.

Mrs. Zhao Cui asked someone to help with the matter, and then she spent a lot of money to hire Xu Xiu Niang, the most famous lady in Beijing, to embroider Zhao Wangshu's wedding dress.

But when Xu Xiu Niang saw the embroidery picture, she asked: "Is this drawn by a girl?"

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

"No problem, no problem, the painting is so good." Xu Xiu Niang couldn't put it down while holding the embroidery picture, "Good girl, I have a gracious favor."

"Xu Xiu Niang, I'm sorry. I want my wedding dress to be unique. I don't want others to wear the same style of wedding dress as mine. Why don't you embroider this pattern for others?"

"Miss, I misunderstood. I don't want you to embroider the wedding dress. I want you to help me draw a picture of pine trees and cranes prolonging life." Xu Xiu Niang said with a smile.

"Songs and cranes are a very common flower pattern. Can't the painter in the embroidery workshop draw it?"

"I have painted several paintings, but Princess Zhuang dislikes the craftsmanship and looks down on it. I have no choice but to ask the girl for help." Xu Xiu Niang begged.

Afraid of Zhao Wangshu's rejection, Xu Xiu Niang hurriedly said: "Girl, help me draw a picture. I don't want the wages for embroidering the wedding dress."

"The wages should be paid. I can help you paint this picture, but it may not be able to catch Princess Zhuang's eyes." Zhao Wangshu did not think that her painting skills were better than those of the painters.

"The girl's painting is full of aura, Princess Zhuang will definitely be satisfied with it." Xu Xiu Niang said confidently.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try." Zhao Wangshu agreed with a smile.

Xu Xiu Niang was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you girl, thank you girl!"

In the next few days, Zhao Wangshu stayed at home and concentrated on drawing the picture of pine and crane prolonging life.

She used pen and ink to depict a vivid and lifelike picture of pine and cranes. The pine branches are tall and straight, and the cranes are dancing gracefully. The whole picture is full of vitality and vitality.

A few days later, Zhao Wangshu handed the drawn picture of pine and crane longevity to Xu Xiu Niang.

After Xu Xiu Niang got the picture, her eyes suddenly lit up. She looked at the pine trees and cranes in the picture, as if she could hear the sound of the wind passing through the pine branches and see the dancing cranes.

She praised: "Girl, your painting skills are really amazing!"

Zhao Wangshu smiled and said: "Thank you for the award, Ms. Xu, but she is just free and practicing her skills. Ms. embroiderer is really superb in her craftsmanship. Every stroke and every stroke on this picture needs to be embroidered carefully by you, Ms. embroiderer, in order to show the beauty of it." Its charm.”

Xu Xiu Niang took the painting to Prince Zhuang's Mansion and presented it to Princess Zhuang.

"This painting is extremely well done. It is much better than the ones I have seen before. Which artist did you hire to paint this?" Princess Zhuang asked.

"It's not a painter, the slave family asked Miss Zhao to paint it." Xu Xiu Niang said with a smile.

"Which Miss Zhao?" Princess Zhuang asked.

"The one who is engaged to Lord Longting Weiyun." "It's her. No wonder Yun Hao refuses to marry so many noble girls." Princess Zhuang returned the painting to Xu Xiu Niang, "Just embroider according to this painting."

"Yes." Xu Xiu Niang breathed a sigh of relief and was very grateful to Zhao Wangshu. She became even more interested in embroidering the wedding dress.

On Yun Hao's birthday, he was still out of town, so Zhao Wangshu had no choice but to put the gifts he had prepared back into the cabinet and sit by the stove to read his storybook.

Luzhi came in with a tray, muttering, "It's so cold."

Zhao Wangshu raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Why don't you wear the newly made cotton coat?"

"I'll wear it after the Chinese New Year." Luzhi put the tray on the small table.

"It's getting colder day by day. If you don't wear thick cotton clothes, are you going to freeze yourself to death?" Zhao Wangshu asked angrily.

"Girl, red dates and longan tea." Luzhi handed the cup to her.

Zhao Wangshu took the cup and said, "Go and tell Mrs. Buckwheat to come out with ten taels of silver and make another new cotton coat for the people in the courtyard."

"No need, girl, I already have three cotton-padded clothes. It would be too many to make." Luzhi said with a smile.

"There's no such thing as too many clothes." Zhao Wangshu took a few sips of red date and longan tea, "I've never heard that a woman's wardrobe is always missing one piece of clothing."

"I know, thank you, girl." Luzhi happily went out to find Lady Qiao.

Zhao Wangshu finished his tea, put the cup aside, and continued reading his storybook.

Lady Qiao said from outside: "Girl, this slave has come in."

"come in."

Lu Zhi came in with Lady Qiao, "Girl, Lady Qiao doesn't believe me."

Zhao Wangshu smiled, "Mrs. Buckwheat, I told you to use the money to make new cotton-padded clothes for them."

"Girl, you dote on them too much." Lady Qiao said angrily.

"They try their best to take care of me, so naturally I want to make their lives better." Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

"Girl, you've treated us so well." Luzhi said touchedly.

"Put some charcoal on it, it's a bit cold." Zhao Wangshu said.

Luzhi opened the hollow stove cover and put a few pieces of silver frost charcoal inside.

After dinner in the evening, snow particles began to fall, making the tiles rattle.

Zhao Wangshu stood on the porch, looking at the snow particles that were getting bigger outside. She was filled with joy and reached out to catch the snow particles. She liked the sound of the snow squeaking when she stepped on it, and she also liked the feeling of the ice-cold snow in her hands.

"Girl, it's snowing heavily. You'd better go back to your room to avoid catching a cold." Lady Qiao came over and advised softly.

Zhao Wangshu smiled and shook his head, "I'm not cold. I'll go in when it snows."

The first snowfall this winter lasted until early morning, and the sky and earth were covered in snow, which was extremely beautiful.

Zhao Wangshu got up early, looked at the thick white snow, and happily went to play in the snow. Listening to the squeaking sound was particularly interesting.

"A girl acts like a child sometimes." Lady Qiao said with a smile.

"Every year when it snows, girls like to play like this and never tire of it." Luzhi said with a smile.

"Is the ginger soup ready?" Lady Buckwheat asked.

"I don't know, I'll ask." Luzhi said and went to the backyard.