king's concubine

Chapter 67 Fighting for the wind and being jealous 2
Rong Huazheng touched the tip of her nose, feeling a little aggrieved, she has no memory of this body, even if the owner of this body learned it, so what, it's not hers.In fact, what she said is completely true. In her previous life, she only liked fighting and research.

Poisonous, female celebrity or something, she never even thought about touching it!And let me ask, how many women in the new era have come into contact with such things as female celebrities.

"Do you know what types of embroidery are divided into?" Aunt Ye had to figure out the background of the respectful princess in front of her.

Rong Huazheng shook her head in confusion.

Aunt Ye took a deep breath and squeezed out a few words between her teeth, "Then, what kinds of embroidery techniques do you know? Do you like the robes embroidered with that technique the most?"

Rong Huazheng stretched out her hand and scratched her head innocently, but shook her head sincerely.

"Have you heard what is the most famous embroidery today? Who is this embroidery from?"

Shaking his head again, Rong Huazheng blinked his eyes a few times, and his eyes began to sore.Woohoo, can you stop asking questions all the time, she's going to get sleepy again, oh my god, don't treat her like this, Grandpa Zhou, she doesn't want to eat a stick.

With a bang, Aunt Ye, who couldn't bear it any longer, suddenly put the cup in her hand heavily on the table, "Okay, Princess Gongjin, please tell me, what do you know about embroidery?"

Rong Huazheng stretched out his hand to wipe his sore eyes, and wanted to shake his head, but when he thought of something, Aunt Ye smiled brightly, "I can write the word embroidery."

"Pfft!" Ling'er, who was standing and watching, couldn't help chuckling.

Aunt Ye glanced at her beautiful eyes, and Ling'er immediately fell silent.

"Okay, in fact, literacy is a very good thing." Aunt Ye was not aggressive with Rong Hua, and slowly summoned the person to order: "Bring a piece of cloth suitable for practice." Son said: "

Now you go to the embroidering room to find my embroiderer maid, and ask her to find a copy of "Wan Embroidery Girl Red" in my study. "

Rong Huazheng suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and asked, "Master, what's the matter with "Wanxiu Nuhong"?"

"That's a good question." When Aunt Ye was talking, a servant brought the fabric that Aunt Ye wanted. She reached out to take it, laid it flat on the table, and then stretched out her hand to pull out a thin piece of fabric from the small cloth strip. The long embroidery needle said: "Since you can read, you can finish reading that book within tonight. After reading it, you will know what "Wan Embroidery Girl" is. And, don't try to be lazy, tomorrow I'll ask questions when I come over."

"Read it within tonight?!" Rong Huazheng suddenly felt horrified, and her tone seemed to be more than simply reading it once. When it comes to the two-word question, any fool knows that it is a book. The meaning of back down.

Aunt Ye reached out and took out the previous wooden ruler and slapped it hard on the table, "Why, do you have objections?"

Rong Huazheng pursed her lips, "No objection..." At least let her know how long the "Thousand Embroidery Girls" is. If it is more than a thousand pages, she can't finish it all night, how can she memorize it?
"It's best to have no objection." Aunt Ye glanced at her coldly, took the needle and thread aside and began to thread the needle and thread, and finally when the needle and thread were finished, she threw the cloth strip and the threaded needle to Ronghua Zheng, saying: "You Show me how to embroider something you know." The world is full of strange flowers, some people don't know much about women's knowledge, but their embroidery skills are very good, of course, she hopes that Princess Gongjin is also such a strange flower.

"I understand?" Ronghuazheng had a flash of inspiration, and then briskly took the things that Auntie Ye handed over, and when Auntie Ye nodded, she lowered her head and began to move the needle seriously.

A look of strangeness flashed in Aunt Ye's eyes, could it be that Princess Gongjin is really the kind of person she thinks of?However, as soon as she thought about it, Rong Huazheng handed the things in her hands to Aunt Ye with a smile, and said, "Okay!"

Aunt Ye was sipping her tea, when she heard the words, she raised her eyes to look at the things in Rong Huazheng's hands, the sight immediately spurted all the tea out of her mouth!

"You!" Aunt Ye looked at the pattern outlined by a few sparse and crooked lines on the fine cloth, and gritted her teeth, "Is this your best embroidery?"

Rong Huazheng blinked her eyes three times, and nodded seriously, "Yes." She didn't know if this was the best work, it was her first work in life.Well, she admits that it’s not embroidery at all, it’s just a technique of sewing and mending. A stitch is embroidered from a distance, and the needle and thread are sparsely drawn out like a stick figure. .However, she looks pretty good, at least she has a sense of art.

Aunt Ye almost died, her cold face became even colder, she opened her lips and said coldly: "Now, remove these lines immediately!"

"Why?" How well she drew this turtle, she was very satisfied.

Aunt Ye slapped the ruler on the table and shouted, "immediately, immediately!" She has known countless people for more than 40 years, and this is the first time she has met such a woman. Is the embroidery she embroidered a thing? Is a three-year-old child
The child is playing with the sand, putting the lines together casually, which is hundreds of times worse than her first embroidery when she was five years old!
"Master, why are you so fierce, just take it apart!" Rong Huazheng glanced at the silver whip on her waist, then looked at the wooden ruler on the table, and quickly pulled the thing from Aunt Ye's hand, Pick up the scissors and cut the long thread, and then easily tore off the short thread on the fabric.

Aunt Ye took back the things in Rong Huazheng's hands with a dark face, her lips parted lightly, and she said coldly: "Our embroidery in Ying Kingdom is exquisite, so the needles and threads must be fine and precise. The needle must be as thin as a hair." Then, she pulled the needle back from the thread, then pinched a very small needle on the spread out cloth strip, and quickly threaded the needle and thread into it.

Rong Huazheng was a little amazed, she had already threaded the needle and thread before she saw the hole of the needle!

"Put away that ugly expression of yours, it's just the most basic needle threading for female celebrities." Seeing her amazed eyes, Aunt Ye twitched the corner of her mouth, and then said with a straight face.

The corners of Rong Huazheng's mouth twitched more than hers. Whose expression is ugly? She is a fifteen-year-old young girl, young and young, with a tight aura all over her body, how can she be ugly!But Rong Huazheng only dared to slander in his heart, but did not dare to speak out for the time being.

Aunt Ye did not waste time here with Rong Huazheng. After threading the needlework, she skillfully picked up the fabric and quickly stitched it a few times, then paused, "Look carefully, I am only for outsiders. Show it once."

"Okay..." Rong Huazheng stretched out his hand to pat his mouth when he heard the words, and nodded with his head propped up.

Hearing Rong Huazheng's reply, Aunt Ye didn't care whether she was watching or not, she lowered her head and began to move her hands seriously.Her movements are extremely fast, but methodical. The three movements of threading the needle, pulling the thread, and back-stitching are done smoothly, which not only makes people feel elegant and free, but also has a special charm. What can be embroidered soon.

However, Rong Huazheng didn't believe in some things, it was only half a quarter of an hour. When Aunt Ye moved her elbow away, Rong Huazheng suddenly discovered that a lifelike peony had been embroidered on the fabric that was originally pure in color. up.Moreover, Rong Huazheng didn't know if she didn't look at it, but when she looked closely, she found that the peonies she embroidered had neat stitches, clear colors, smooth lines, lively and powerful, and the whole was so wonderful that it was hard to believe that it could be made by humans!
Rong Huazheng was still amazed here, but Aunt Ye suddenly put down the needle and cloth in her hand, and said coldly, "Did you see clearly just now?"

"No." Rong Huazheng's breath weakened, and he replied flatteringly.

"I've said it before and I'll only demonstrate it once. If you don't understand me, you don't have anything to say. You can practice it yourself now." After speaking, he threw the thing to her.

"What am I practicing, this peony?" Damn, this is more detailed than a real peony, okay? How could she make such a thing?

Aunt Ye was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, "Start now!"

Rong Huazheng weakly picked up the things that Aunt Ye had put down just now, and poked a long needle as thin as a hair into the fabric. '

She was thinking, that bastard Yu Wencan wanted her to embroider a dress for him within a month, it's impossible!Let’s not talk about whether the time is too late, let’s talk about her embroidery skills, she can embroider a small flower and a small leaf in a day, so she covers her mouth and laughs, how many small flowers and small leaves are needed for a piece of clothing, within a month How could it be possible!
While Rong Huazheng was mourning, she moved the needle with her hands and feet uncoordinatedly while looking at the template given by Aunt Ye, and then suddenly, her hand holding the fabric suddenly hurt, and she let out a soft cry and instantly put the needle in her hand and The wires were thrown to the ground.

MD, this really isn't a human job, she just touched those things for a quarter of an hour, not only did the needle tip go into the bone, but the fingers on her right hand were covered with needle marks.

"Pick it up immediately!" Aunt Ye ordered coldly.

Rong Huazheng's body softened when he heard the words, and he almost wanted to cry without tears.But she didn't dare to make a mistake, she picked up the things obediently, and then sat down on the table weakly, this time without Aunt Ye's urging, her fingers were sore, she moved her hands obediently.

However, she felt uncomfortable and couldn't see others drinking tea leisurely. She glanced at Aunt Ye and asked curiously: "Master, you are married... are you married?"

"Cough!" Ling'er hurriedly coughed lightly when she heard the words, signaling that she could not continue with this question.Rong Huazheng raised her eyebrows. Does Linger's action mean that she knows something?Well, since that's the case, she didn't ask any more, but said, "Master, you are so beautiful, and your embroidery skills are so good, how much does your embroidery room earn in a day?"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Linger coughed three times in a row this time.

Rong Huazheng glanced at her, and said coolly: "Ling'er, if you have a sore throat, go see a doctor, don't cough here and there, it will affect the air quality of the palace."

"Ma'am..." Ling'er pulled the handkerchief aggrievedly.

Rong Huazheng ignored her, and continued to say to Aunt Ye: "Master, I also know that you don't want to teach me. In fact, I'm not interested in these things. How about we discuss it?"

Aunt Ye glanced at it, looked down at the embroidered crooked and dissimilar things in her hand, stood up and said coldly: "I will embroider fifty copies of this thing today. If I miss one time, if the resulting thing is Each time is worse than the last time, and I will continue to embroider a hundred copies tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)