Rank One Princess Douxian Wang: Phoenix Palace Brocade

Chapter 421

12 years later Kunshan
It has been more than ten years since Datong was established. The king of Datong, Zhao Yuxing, started to build water conservancy, taught farming and mulberry, and commended many big merchants with plaques.

However, the most prosperous place is the Western Capital. Kunshan is a small place in Suzhou, but there is no shortage of comfort.It's just that it's comfortable, it's better to say it's deserted.Just like many places with beautiful mountains and clear waters, you can maintain your health and provide for the elderly, but there is no other interest in life, and people have no future to speak of.

In Kunshan, it is not difficult to plant dozens of acres of land, take care of a few shops, listen to ditties and sing a few words in your free time, and live a leisurely life without worrying about food and clothing. Everything else is difficult.

Kunshan has a lot of water, and there are two bustling markets, where almost all the big households in Kunshan live, while the other side, near the mountain, is a lot of alleys in the south of the Yangtze River.Some ordinary families live here, and some servants and housekeepers live here. They are all locals, and the houses are all old.

This kind of boundary is the cloud and mud of Kunshan. The big family will not build a house there, even if they have it, they don’t use it.

The Xu family is the only exception among them. They not only have a private house, but also live in the middle room of the Mrs. Tai and a girl from the first wife.That's fine, I heard that they and a few servants can't live enough to eat and clothe, and they even have to go out with the girl to make a living.

"Look, the fourth daughter of the Xu family has come out to wash clothes by herself again!" Lu Yurou passed by, shouting loudly at the top of her voice.

Xu Jiatong was thin and small, she looked only eleven or twelve years old, but she was actually fourteen.At this time, it was just early spring, and the wind was still a bit cool, so she went to the river in only a thin coat.

"Lu Yurou, didn't you come to wash the clothes too?" Xu Jiatong retorted, already soaked the clothes in the wooden basin, and picked up the wooden stick to beat them skillfully.

Lu Yurou glared at her, and said in a bad tone: "I can't compare with you, you are the fourth girl of the dignified Xu family, look at what the fifth girl is doing? You are not even as good as a maid, in my opinion you It's not the daughter of Marquis Ding'an at all, but a bastard that came from nowhere."

"You...you said I can do it, don't bring my parents along." Xu Jiatong's anger lasted only for a moment, and he immediately retorted, "My father is Ding'anhou, a member of the imperial court. Is there a board in the yamen?"

"There's no one else here." Lu Yurou murmured, her voice became much better, and seeing that there was no one around, she kicked the wooden basin and ran away.

This time Xu Jiatong didn't even raise his head, he straightened the tub silently and continued washing clothes.When meeting such a person, she would be treated as if she had been barked by a dog. If everyone cared about it, she wouldn't have to do anything for the day. Could it be that she and her grandmother were going to drink the Northwest Wind?
Xu Jiatong quickened the movements of her hands. Somehow, she got the favor of the Duan family of Jinxiufang, and she was able to learn art in the workshop. Later, she still has some needlework to do.

Speaking of this splendid embroidery workshop, it is not ordinary. Not only does it inherit the embroidery from the emperor every year, but each finished product is uniquely crafted. Proud to say something.

This is also why every year some noble households send their daughters to invite the masters inside to give advice for a while. After a year or two, these daughters' families have gained a bit of talent and their marriages will be smoother.

Not only did Xu Jiatong join the workshop, but Duan Shi was the one who gave her advice. There were only one or two people who had been mentored by Duan Shi over the years. How could she not seize such an opportunity?
Xu Jiatong didn't pay attention to the sound of footsteps coming from behind her, until she realized that the man seemed to have stopped behind her for a while, then turned around to look.

It was a boy who looked older than her, and his handsome face was no fairer than other boys of the same age she had seen, a little darker.A pair of eyes... just like the grandmother Cao told her, as sharp as an eagle.

"Master, have you lost your way?" Xu Jiatong asked. There are only laundry servants and daughters-in-law and girls from ordinary families around here. It is rare for men to come here at this time.

The boy didn't answer, but just looked at her quietly.Xu Jiatong just took one more look at him before continuing with the clothes in his hand.

I don't know how long it took, the boy frowned and said, "You usually wash these yourself?"

Xu Jiatong glanced back at him: "Sometimes compared to these Haiduo, when the family has no food, I also wash for other people's homes. But this will no longer be necessary soon. When my embroidery can be sold for money, I don't have to work so hard. And have a good time.”

"You still want to sell your own embroidery?" The boy opened his eyes wide and looked at her in disbelief, clenching his fists unconsciously.

"What's the matter, don't care who you are, if you don't want to starve to death, you have to rely on yourself. Okay, I won't tell you." After washing the clothes, Xu Jiatong gathered them up, left the boy and left.

This is the first time Xu Jiatong and Zhao Yuanshen have met in their lives. Maybe it was at that time that she put all her thoughts on how to make a living, and irrelevant people and things couldn't get into her heart. This boy was just a boy she met by chance. The passerby disappeared from her memory within a month.

Even when she saw the picture of a young girl washing clothes in Dai's mansion, she didn't think of Zhao Yuanshen and that young man who showed arrogance when he raised his chin.

She didn't expect that after she changed her clothes and went to Jinxiufang, Zhao Yuanshen was still standing there, staring at the quietly flowing river in front of her in a daze, being pointed at by the laundry people around her, and didn't even know it.

After being tempered by life and death on the battlefield, Zhao Yuanshen's maturity and thoughtfulness are no longer comparable to that of a boy of his age.When Queen Wu pointed at him and shouted hoarsely that he was not her son, the seeds of doubt took root in his heart.

But he is still a child after all, after knowing this secret, he naturally did not dare to tell Zhao Yu, at first he was afraid, but later he didn't want to make Zhao Yu sad, his brothers were too incompetent, he didn't want to see Zhao Yu All his efforts were wrongly paid to "other people's son", and he was that "other people's son".

At that time, he really thought he was Xu Xiaozu's son. He had met Xu Xiaozu twice, and Xu Xiaozu looked more and more like the kind of person who would sacrifice everything for the sake of glory and wealth. He didn't hate Queen Wu, but hated Xu Xiaozu.Later, he felt that such and such was very naive, and in turn hated Xu Jiatong...

Why, why should she be able to enjoy the glory and wealth freely, but he has to spend every night in the fear of being exposed.He is not reconciled, he would rather not have such an identity, he would rather be the son of Xu Xiaozu who is eager for quick success, at least he can live a more calm life.

He didn't want to make Xu Jiatong feel better, he wanted her to experience the feeling of fear.

It wasn't until that day that he met her by the river that he realized that her life was not easy.He watched those people fight for their lives on the battlefield, but Xu Jiatong experienced it all himself.

After he returned to the army, every time he recalled that meeting, he would always think of the thin back that was condensed deep in his memory, and that stubborn voice...

He no longer hated her, but sympathized with her. A few years later, when they met again, he should have gotten rid of her, so that the secret of his life experience would not be corroborated.

But he can't, he can't do it, or in other words, he can't do it to his other self in this world

　The third volume is over, tomorrow will enter the fourth volume...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)