Shanghai Embroidery Lady

Chapter 13 Yishan Poetry Collection
Zhao Zhimei stuck out her tongue and gently opened the door, "Second brother, I'm talking to my friend..."

"Oh? Then come in and talk about it." The second young master of the Zhao family stopped writing and said with a smile.

Zhao Zhimei pulled Ye Zijin into the study together.I saw that one wall in this room was blocked by bookcases, and through the glass, you could see the dazzling array of books in the cabinets.

Ye Zijin gradually approached the second young master's table, her face blushed inexplicably, perhaps because she found him smiling at her, or because she felt that she was disrespectful now, Ye Zijin always felt that everything was awkward.

"Her name is Zijin. She was the apprentice of the master Shen who made the cheongsam last time. The embroidery is beautiful!" Zhao Zhimei leaned close to the second young master, and raised the rose-embroidered dress. handkerchief.

Ye Zijin lowered her head, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of dragon-like calligraphy on the snow-white rice paper, and a small red chapter was placed in the blank space. Ye Zijin recognized the Zhu Wen seal script on the chapter, which was the word "Jin Nian".

It turned out that his name was Zhao Jinnian...

"Well, the embroiderer is very good, and the name is also good, 'Qingqing Zijin, my heart is long. But for the king's sake, I have pondered it so far'." Zhao Jinnian glanced at the silk in Zhimei's hand and said.

Ye Zijin felt relieved. When Aunt Zhou brought her and her younger brother to Shanghai, she didn't want anyone to know their identities, so she only took the first letter of their surnames and renamed them Zijin, Zizheng, and Zirong. .However, the second half of the sentence that Aunt Zhou recited when she named her was "Even if I don't go, Zi Ning will not follow the tone?".

Although the meaning is different, it still feels very unusual when Zhao Jinnian reads this poem.His voice was clear and distant, and it sounded like a rhythm slowly flowing out of a scroll.

"Second brother, don't you bother to practice calligraphy every day? I can't even understand what you are writing, what is brocade, what is it, what is it about butterflies and cuckoos?" Zhao Zhimei frowned as she read the calligraphy that Zhao Jinnian had written.

"It's 'Jinse Unprovoked Fifty Strings', and what follows is 'Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdichun entrusted cuckoos'." Ye Zijin explained without looking at it.

Zhao Jinnian once again set his sights on this plainly dressed woman, he did not expect Ye Zijin to know the song "Jin Se", carefully looking at this girl's eloquence and elegant demeanor, she does not look like an ordinary tailor shop apprentice.

"You also read Li Yishan's poems?" Zhao Jinnian was slightly surprised.

It turned out that he liked Li Yishan's poems, and Ye Zijin couldn't help but think of the phrase "The spring silkworms will not die until the silkworms die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes and tears will dry."That was the vow that Ama had made to Aunt Zhou, but this vow was blown into the wind as one charming face after another entered the house, and disappeared without a trace with the fall of the Qing Dynasty...

Ye Zijin withdrew her emotions, tried to calm down and said: "Ama was taught to recite when I was young." As soon as the words came out, Ye Zijin regretted saying the word "Ama".When Ye Zijin was bullied when she was young, she once mentioned her identity as a royal relative to others, but she was ridiculed even more by a group of children in the alley. Since then, she never mentioned this matter again.I didn't expect to slip up in front of Zhao Jinnian today when I was distracted.

Zhao Jinnian understood that the woman in front of her was originally a descendant of the Qing Dynasty aristocrats, no wonder there was a lady's knowledge and quietness in her brows.

"Then which poem by Yishan do you like the most?" Zhao Jinnian asked.

Ye Zijin saw that he didn't ask about her life experience, but talked about poetry with her on an equal footing, she couldn't help feeling warm.In the past, she was often belittled and ridiculed when she went to the street to beg for a living, but she ignored it, but now she was suddenly treated differently by others, and she felt a sudden feeling of hating seeing each other later.

When Aunt Zhou was favored, she who often followed Aunt Zhou also attracted Ama's attention.Seeing that she is quite intelligent, Ama will teach her to recite two lines of poems when she is in the mood, but most of the teachings are graceful poems about singing Yangliuan Xiaofengwanyue with red teeth clapping the board, and Ye Zijin prefers to hold iron plates and copper Pa sings the momentum of the great river going east.

As for Li Yishan's poems, she was deeply moved by one of them because of her family's ruin and death.

She didn't even think about it, and said directly: "I once read the phrase 'Autumn shade never disperses, frost flies at night, leave the lotus withered to listen to the sound of rain', and I would think of my relatives, so I was deeply impressed by this sentence."

Zhao Jinnian nodded in agreement and said: "The style of that song is indeed a bit sad. It seems that you have some opinions on his poems. You might as well give you a collection of Li Yishan's poems."

Zhao Jinnian got up and went to the big bookcase, looking carefully for the collection of poems.

Zhao Zhimei shrugged her shoulders towards Zi Zijin, and said: "My second brother is a literati, he has a lot of ink in his stomach, and he also likes to make friends with talented people, but it's a pity that no matter how good he is, he can't compare with elder brother."

Of course Ye Zijin understands the pain of being a concubine, she was also born of a side Fujin in the mansion back then, so naturally she is not as honorable as her brothers and sisters who were born a concubine.If she hadn't insisted on going to school to study, maybe she was just an apprentice in a tailor shop who couldn't read a word in front of the second young master, why would she talk about poetry so gracefully.

After a while, Zhao Jinnian found out the "Li Yishan Poetry Collection" and handed it to Ye Zijin. Ye Zijin felt as if he had found a treasure, so he held it carefully, for fear of wrinkling the pages of the book.Giving books was an elegant thing to show friendship between literati in the old days, and she seemed to have a kind of sympathy for Zhao Jinnian.

Zhao Zhimei sent her out, thinking about learning embroidery from Ye Zijin.When Ye Zijin went out, she accidentally caught a glimpse of that little servant, A Yuan.He glanced at them from afar, seeming to be evasive.Ye Zijin didn't care, and called a rickshaw back to the shop.

When she got home that night, Ye Zijin began to carefully cut the oiled paper to make the book cover.

When Zi Zheng came back, he saw Ye Zijin wrapping a book intently.

"Sister, what book is so precious, and you have to bother to make a book cover? I've never seen you treat any book at home so well." Zizheng said, going to look through the poetry collection.

"Don't move!" Ye Zijin hastily pushed Zizheng's hand away and stopped.

Zizheng was stunned, glanced at the book, and wondered: "Isn't it just the "Li Yishan Poetry Collection", as for being so nervous? What's going on?"

Ye Zijin hesitated, "Go to sleep, I just suddenly like his poems."

Zizheng smiled and said, "Why haven't I heard you say that, I remember you have always liked the unrestrained school, haha, who is afraid of anything, Ren Pingsheng's..."

"Change your taste, can't you?" Ye Zijin gave Zizheng a white look.

(End of this chapter)