The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 116 South Embroidery North Needle (3)
It is the season of autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are far away.The morning sun has not faded to golden color, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant in the flower house. There is a long and long alley. Walking alone on the bluestone alley, I can only hear the wind blowing the skirt softly.

Passing by the entrance of the Mei family compound, the painted red door was half open, and it was quiet inside, with the patter of servants sweeping water through the crack of the door.Ever since Mrs. Mei and Mrs. Mei took away the lively Aunt Nanyang, and even Mrs. Mrs. who had been sitting in the courtyard all year round disappeared, now only the second-bedroom family is left in the entire compound, and the house has become even more deserted.

Xiuhe walked past the steps and saw the porter pouring tea, so she smiled and called: "Uncle."

She wore a slanted skirt with tangles of flowers and a long crimson pleated skirt. Her unbound feet shook her hips when she walked in a hurry. She was so light and graceful that the porter was stunned for a moment. : "Yo, girl Xiuhe is back."

After the greeting, I was in a daze again, and now I am no longer a girl but a daughter-in-law.

The old lady is comparing the embroidery patterns inside the door. This batch of embroidery is going to be sent to the palace for ladies, but when I take a look at the patterns that came out recently, I always feel that it is better than giving it to the old princess to celebrate her birthday. There's something wrong with that one.

The old lady pointed to the one in her hand and asked her mother-in-law: "Do you see the difference between these two pictures?"

The mother-in-law didn't understand, she frowned and put her eyes on her eyes: "...they all look similar, the same."

Embroidery is also like a painting, like ink. It looks like the painting is written in the same form, but the soul and soul inside are different because of each person's cultivation level.

The old lady was dissatisfied, and sullenly called the manager of the embroidery workshop to come over and look at it: "Tell me."

The person in charge was from the north. He squinted his eyes and looked at the front and back for a long time before he said in surprise: "Hiss... I don't know who can combine Beijing embroidery and southern embroidery so delicately. Last time the old lady asked to send The one in the palace, after the two daughter-in-laws took leave, only Wanchun, Xiuhe and Meijuan were left to do it. The embroidery sample in the old lady's hand is Meijuan's, and mine is from last time Since the remaining corners of the old concubine are not Meijuan, they can only be Xiuhe or Wanchun."

"Hmph, that girl in Late Spring is too lazy to work. I'm afraid it's not the embroidery from last time. [-]% of it was done by Xiuhe." The old lady clicked her pipe and thought to herself. The master in the embroidery room has always been strict with the new embroiderers. Xiuhe actually learned the skills of Yaoyao Jingzhong, so she frowned and asked: "Her mother is only a third-rate actor, but she knows how to teach her these things."

The person in charge had stayed in the capital earlier, so he couldn't help but replied, "Old lady, you don't know, the most famous Yansheng in Beijing in the early days was Yansheng, who was proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Listen According to folklore, she was the illegitimate daughter of the prince's family, but the old concubine refused to admit it, so the servant girl beat herself to death, and the seven-year-old widow was sold to Liyuan. I don't know where I went, and there has been no news for many years."

The manager loves to watch operas, and when he talks about it, he will stop playing. The old lady is annoyed, and interrupts impatiently: "Whoever is willing to marry a poor brewer will never be the popular one." A beautiful clear shadow flashed past, and he shouted to the concierge: "Old Zhang, which daughter-in-law just passed by?"

The concierge hurriedly ran in with his legs bumping: "Go back to the old lady, yes, it's Miss Xiuhe... the third grandma of the Geng family who has just passed through the door."

The old lady sighed: "It's really done... I'd rather be the woman of that wolf cub than the eldest mistress of our Mei family. This girl is also a twisted bone."

Tell the mother-in-law to call Xiuhe to talk.

(End of this chapter)