Harem: Biography of Concubine Qin

Chapter 8
After Empress Debi gave the order "you can get out and come less in the future", Chen Wenxin finally breathed a sigh of relief, saluted and quickly backed out.

Seeing no one on the road, Bai Lu said softly, "Master has done extremely well today, and there is not a single trace of rules."

"That's good."

She was very happy to be appreciated by an old man in the palace like Bai Lu.

She is still a modern person in her bones, she doesn't dare to be too confident when it comes to salutations and palace rules.

In fact, there is another meaning in Bai Lu's words, which is...

Master, how can you be more polite than meeting the emperor when you meet De concubine today?
Of course she didn't know that this seemingly ordinary German concubine would be the empress dowager in the future.

As for her son, fourth elder brother, Chen Wenxin also made up her mind to keep her concubine at a respectful distance and never offend her.

The two of them walked while talking, and finally they came to the screen wall, where they saw a little palace maid wearing water green flowered silk standing there.

"The master is back."

It turned out to be Hoarfrost.

Seeing her, Bai Shuang came up with a smile on her face and said: "The emperor ordered that today I invite the young master to use the lunch in Qianqing Palace."

Eat royal meal...

Chen Wenxin was in high spirits.

The emperor was supposed to have dinner with her yesterday.It's just that he turned back to meet some minister on the way, and the emperor was so happy that he rewarded him with the imperial meal.

So the delicacies she might have had last night...

Was eaten by that minister.

"Master, go back and change your clothes. It's almost time to pass the meal. It's a good time to go to Qianqing Palace here."

Bai Lu was a little anxious, thinking that Chen Wenxin's habit of sleeping late had to be corrected.

If I got up earlier in the morning and went to see De Concubine earlier, I wouldn't have to worry about delaying the emperor's summons.

"It's not busy. The emperor has uploaded the sedan chair." Bai Shuang said hurriedly.

Bai Lu's lips parted slightly, her eyes were full of surprise.

Just by looking at Bai Lu's expression, Chen Wenxin knew that this thing called driving the sedan chair was a rarer honor than eating imperial food.

What is it?

She went back to the house and changed into a light purple brocade flag dress.After being sent out from the Shangyi Bureau, after her hints and Bai Lu's skillful hands, the modified clothes were made.

The sleeves are made wide, which is specially ordered by the eunuch of the Shangyi Bureau.It was cut short, and a circle of organdy gauze of the same color was inlaid, revealing the slender and bright wrists.

The waist was also tightened by three inches, neither over-drawing the curve nor looking fat.

Such large sleeves match the narrow waist, making it look more elegant.

"Master, it's really nice to change it like this."

She walked around in her clothes, and Bai Xue, Bai Fei and the others also came to see, full of praise while watching.

Stepping on the bottom of the flowerpot of the same color, Chen Wenxin supported Bailu, and went out with Baishuang.

The bottom of the flower pot is much more difficult to wear than modern high heels.

A thick layer of wooden heel is inlaid in the center of the sole. It needs to be straight when walking or standing, otherwise it will lean forward or backward.

Might as well wear high heels.Chen Wenxin held Bai Lu's hand tightly.

Go out from the corner gate of Yonghe Palace, and there is a sedan chair carried by four people parked outside.

Chen Wenxin took a rough look, and found that it was not the same as the sedan chair outside.The part that was supposed to be the car has become a thick mahogany armchair, which is very spacious for one person to sit on.

She thought of climbing Lushan Mountain in her previous life, and there were similar sedan chairs on the mountain, but it was lighter and rougher.

"Chen Changzai please hurry up, Lord Long Live is waiting for you."

Xiao Lizi bowed and respectfully invited her to get on the sedan chair.

Two young eunuchs had already opened umbrellas on the sedan chair to shield her from the sun.

Bailu is on the left, and Baishuang is on the right, and the two follow the sedan chair every step of the way.

When it comes to the position, there is no requirement for the seat to sit in the sedan chair.The more so, the fewer concubines in this palace dare to sit in the sedan chair.

Apart from the emperor's personal orders, only Concubine Tong and Concubine He would sit in sedan chairs when going out.

If a low-ranking concubine sits on a sedan chair and accidentally meets a higher-ranking concubine, it will inevitably be unpleasant.

So even the concubines De and Mi are not used to sitting in sedan chairs.

Chen Wenxin's sedan chair from Yonghe Palace to Qianqing Palace attracted the attention of the palace people on the road.

Sure enough, it was much faster than walking by myself, and it was also very cool.

She is very satisfied with this sedan chair.

Walking in from the apse of Qianqing Palace, Xiao Lizi led her into the west room where the emperor usually eats.

I saw dozens of eunuchs carrying the same standard carved lacquer food boxes lined up beside the table.

The emperor sat at the head, wearing only a homely dragon-pattern robe.

It was dark purple.

"I and Wenxin have a tacit understanding."

Seeing that she was dressed in light purple, the emperor held her hand, but didn't ask her to sit down, but only led her around in front of him.

"Is this dress made by the Shangyi Bureau?"

"No. It's my slave's own petty thoughts, and I asked the girl in the house to change it. The emperor laughed at me." Chen Wenxin replied honestly.

Only then did the emperor pull her to sit beside him, and touched the thin organdy gauze on her cuffs, the skin underneath was smooth and smooth, making it hard to put it down.

"Now that you are a master, how can you still call yourself a slave?"

The emperor clearly felt that when Chen Wenxin called himself a slave, his tone was always a bit awkward.

That's right, the Han people don't like the word slave, and think it is degrading.

His up-and-coming Han officials like to call themselves Weichen, and only Manchu officials call themselves slaves.

She will call herself whatever the emperor says.Chen Wenxin follows the good advice:
"Yes. The concubine understands."

"The clothes are beautiful, and they match me very well. I will give you more materials later, and you can make any kind of clothes you want. The monk's clothing bureau will tell you."

"Then... can my concubine make some Hanfu?" Chen Wenxin took the opportunity to ask.

"Hanfu?" The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

Han concubines in the palace like to wear flag dresses, for fear that others will mention them as Han Chinese.

Chen Wenxin wanted to wear Hanfu on his own initiative?
"What kind?"

He knows a lot about the culture of the Han people. He knows the men's clothes of the Han people, but he doesn't have much impression of the women's clothes. He doesn't know which kind Chen Wenxin wants to make.

Seeing that the emperor was relieved, Chen Wenxin struck while the iron was hot and encouraged him to agree.

"I'll draw it for the emperor to see!"

Li Dequan personally brought the pen and paper, which turned out to be a handful of small wolf hair.

She is not very good at using brushes...

Chen Wenxin, who had already boasted to Haikou, bit the bullet and took the pen, thinking that it would be fine to draw a simple pen, explaining to the emperor while talking, he should be able to understand.

"This is a chest-length skirt, which was popular in the Tang Dynasty." Chen Wenxin drew two wide sleeves. "Put the skirt inside first. It is best to use yarn for the skirt, which is very breathable."

I also drew the lines of the skirt, and added two horizontal parts on the chest to indicate the skirt head.

"The skirt is long and loose, and you won't be afraid of falling if you tuck it into your chest. It's the coolest to wear in summer."

"There are also big-sleeved shirts from the Wei and Jin Dynasties." Chen Wenxin originally wanted to talk about the aoqun, but the aoqun flourished in the Ming Dynasty. I'm afraid the emperor will not be happy to hear it.

The literary inquisition of the Qing Dynasty was terrible. It is best not to mention "Ming" and "Zhu".

After talking and drawing three styles, Chen Wenxin saw the emperor's reaction, only to see him smiling and not saying a word.

"Your Majesty..." she tentatively called out softly.

If you want something from others, your attitude will naturally be softer.

"Yes, you can make whatever style you like. If the people from the Shangyi Bureau can't make it, I will send people to find skilled craftsmen outside the palace."

I didn't expect the emperor to agree so lightly.

"Only one, after making it, you must be the first to wear it for me to see."

The emperor must first see that if she looks too beautiful in a dress, then only she is allowed to wear it in front of him.

Save yourself from going in front of others, and invite people to be jealous.

Chen Wenxin agreed without hesitation, and said with a smile:

"That's natural!"

(End of this chapter)