Chapter 157: The Afternoon Window Lan Yumeng startled King Xie

Chapter 157 The noon window Lan Yumeng startled King Xie

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It is a metaphor for the beauty of natural objects and the beauty of a certain personality, just like Qu Yuan was compared to a vanilla beauty, vanilla is a kind of fragrant and medicinal plant, and when he was martyred, the residual fragrance for eternity, the patriots who sacrificed themselves for the same time, although they died, they were responsible for all generations.

And embroidery just means this kind of Bide meaning in the clothing or screen to show, ancient embroidery is the craft of the boudoir, but also become a kind of female red, the wife in the boudoir threading needle and thread, for the husband or elders to sew a pattern, there is a meaning of 'longevity and good descendants' of the beast pattern, there is a meaning of "the future is like a brocade" of the brocade pattern and so on.

Exquisite craftsmanship and beautiful meaning combined with gorgeous Hanfu, so that the beauty of China leaps in front of you, and calligraphy, Chinese painting are the same treasures of Chinese civilization, but Wang Yao's generation, who has worn offset printing patterns since childhood, knows nothing about embroidery.

The only thing I know about embroidery seems to have something to do with it, is to make wool, when I used to live in the old alley, in the autumn, the women of every household began to make wool, sitting at the door of their own house while playing wool while chatting first.

But when he wore embroidered Hanfu for the first time, Wang Yao was very interested in such a perfect craft that could interpret the beauty of China, and the more he knew about these traditional cultures, the more heartache he felt about these traditional cultures.

It's a pity that such a good thing, but it seems to have disappeared from the public eye.

So after finishing the affairs of the theater, Mr. Wang Yao specially handed over a letter to Mr. Toma to the donor of "Plum Blossom Roll" who had a relationship in the museum, and Mr. Shen.

Passing a note is a way in ancient times, just like calling to inform me now, but there is a big gap in sincerity.

First of all, the Shen family is a big family, and it is a family of female red embroidery inheritance, the ancestor is the royal dressmaker of the court, who made robes for the Empress Dowager Cixi, and more importantly, the female red family, there must be many women, and it must be a little abrupt to visit rashly.

So Wang Yao thought of a modern person's opinion, a somewhat sour way of handing over the sticker, a few gentlemen think it's very good, visiting the elders, handing the sticker is also a kind of etiquette.

It's this post, and the gentlemen who wrote it were happy.

"Are you going to visit, or are you going to propose?" Mr. Big smiled at Wang Yao's prayer.

Wang Yao scratched his head and pointed to the brown embroidered gold unicorn daku, "No, I just want to meet the person who embroidered the robe." ”

"The deep boudoir courtyard is growing day by day, and the lady is dressed in a beautiful dress.

Don't do Dongjun creation, gold needle embroidery group Fang.

The young leaves of the oblique branches are wrapped in open stamens, but only the fragrance is owed.

He once went to the depths of the garden to teach butterflies and bees. Jin Wensheng read it with a smile, "This is a section of the Song Dynasty book "Jade Guanyin", I remember you have read this book, there is it in the commentary. ”

"Yes, but I just swept my eyes, I didn't read the whole text too much, and I remembered this poem, which is more of a compliment, not a joke. Wang Yao blinked.

"But reading poetry is really not a joke, but the key is in this source, this story tells the story of a declining textile girl who eloped with a stonemason, and then the result was not good, and the two of them were convinced together. "Mr. Big smiled" Boy, his heart can be punished. ”

Wang Yao's face flushed.

"The cloud sideburns are lightly caged, and the moth eyebrows are lightly pointing to the spring mountain.

The red lips are decorated with a cherry, and the teeth are lined with two rows of broken jade.

The lotus step is half folded with a small bow, and the warbler chirps delicately. Mr. Qigong also held the teapot and said with a smile: "Are you thinking of seeing such a little lady?"

Wang Yao's face became more and more red, "Forget it, I'll change it again." ”

"It seems that his heart is reprehensible. Hu Ziwu stroked his beard and smiled.

was teased by a few unscrupulous gentlemen, Wang Yao's face was red, and he thought that it seemed that all about embroidery were poems about the love of men and women, but this one was quite reserved. ”

"What is involved with embroidery is indeed a child's lovesickness. Mr. Qigong smiled, "If you can't remember, just write a thank you." ”

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, thought about it, and wrote down.

"Qige Yan Zhu Xia, the flowers are cloudy and the day is long. Research sand to raise lizards, embroidery to learn mandarin ducks.

The official fan in the fine characters is strange and smoked with foreign incense. Lan Yumeng in the afternoon window startled King Xie. Mr. Hu Congwu glanced at it and nodded, "I can hold it, I believe the other party should be very happy." ”

"Well, Gu Lan's poems are still quite in-depth when they are sycophants. Mr. Big laughed.

"That's it. Wang Yao smiled, wrote the payment, took out his small seal, and printed it with a sigh.

"What kind of stone is this, have you studied it?" Mr. Qigong has always been very curious about Wang Yao's seal.

"I took it for testing, but I didn't get the result. Wang Yao put the title of the worship post aside, and went to help the gentlemen carry the books.

Wang Yao's reputation value has grown rapidly during this time, and some of the more than forty versions of "The Legend of Wu Xun" were modified with the help of the 'synthesis system', which cost millions of prestige points, but Wang Yao was not distressed at all, and the lottery system was upgraded again, but the various fruits did not become large, or medium, but there were a lot more skill books.

But Wang Yao is still preparing for the animated movie, hoping that these prestige points will allow him to finish the movie.

In the evening, Mr. Ma hurried over and took away the worship post that Wang Yao put on the table, because he was in a hurry, he took away the waste post next to him, Wang Yao looked for a while at night and didn't find it, thinking that it was thrown away, he didn't care, and stared at Shen Lao to give the news.

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"I'm so angry, this disciple!" The clear voice like a yellow bird sounded in the antique old mansion with squeamishness.

Shen Lao, who was meticulous in a robe and had white hair combed, took a sip of tea, looked at his granddaughter holding a prayer in her hand, gritting her teeth, and smiled, "What is written on it?"

"Grandpa, look, what kind of person is this, you still praise him for his young talent!" The girl has a braid hair, a goose egg face that is a little red because of anger, and looks very cute, with big round eyes full of aura, and a short brown curtains of milky yellow, looking like a little girl who ran out of an ancient painting, antique.

It's just that the skull earrings hanging on the ears are a bit of a play, this is the granddaughter of Shen Lao, and the third generation of the Shen family's Su embroidery, Shen Huixin.

"Oh, why did you write two letters?" Shen Lao looked at the two opened greetings a little strangely, paused for a moment, and smiled after reading them, "This kid is a stuffy gourd, not like a child who can write such a romantic post, it is estimated that your Uncle Ma made a mistake." ”

"Yes, the handwriting on it is exactly the same. Shen Huixin said lightly, her face full of annoyance, "The clothes I made are for this kind of person, I'm really angry." ”

"Don't make assumptions. Shen Lao smiled and changed the order of the two greetings, "I guess this one is for you, and this one is for me." ”

Shen Huixin blinked and pouted, "Cut, grandpa doesn't have to quibble for him, both are for me." ”

"Whatever is for you. Shen Lao smiled, "Okay, go back and prepare well, greet the distinguished guests tomorrow, and take out all the embroideries you used to embroider." ”

"Hmph. Shen Huixin wrinkled her nose and snorted dissatisfiedly, "I'm going to sleep lazy tomorrow, don't let him go to the backyard, just walk around the front yard, grandma's things are enough to make his jaw drop." ”

As he spoke, he stepped on his embroidered shoes and ran out.

"This girl. Shen Lao shook his head helplessly, looked at the two letters on the table, and squinted slightly, "Well, the handwriting is really good." ”

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Early the next morning, Wang Yao received a call from Mr. Ma, sent him an address for him to go by himself, cleaned himself up carefully, wore the long shirt that Jin Wensheng set for him, put on the big coat Wang Yao turned around in front of the mirror, looked at his bangs that had reached his eyes, frowned, and thought that he should find time to trim his hair.

I knocked on Mr. Qigong's door, waited for him to get up, and then took the car to his destination.

The old house of the Shen family is behind Longjing Mountain, this piece of the Qing Dynasty is a royal house, are some of the other courtyards of the great officials of the dynasty, Shen Lao is the adopted son of the Shen family Su embroidery Shen Shou, this house was given to Shen Shou by the Empress Dowager Cixi, and was later expelled in the Republic of China, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Shen Lao raised money to buy the old house back.

Shen Shou, formerly known as Shen Xuezhi, is the founder of embroidery and spinning 'Tianxiang Pavilion', alias Mrs. Tianxiang Pavilion, since childhood to learn female red, at the age of sixteen became famous in the south of the Yangtze River, the late Qing Dynasty famous university scholar Yu Yue had been on her work, the inscription 'needle god' shows its talent.

In 1904, Shen Shou embroidered the Buddha statue of the Eight Blessings for the 70th birthday of the Empress Dowager Cixi, Cixi drama, and gave the word 'Fu, Shou', and later Shen Xuezhi changed his name to Shen Shou for Xie Longen, and later was sent to Dongying by the Empress Dowager Cixi to exchange embroidery, and after returning to the head of the Qing Palace embroiderer, he created his own 'simulation embroidery', which is a huge progress in the history of modern embroidery, so that embroidery from freehand and created realism.

According to legend, the simulated portrait of Shen Shouxiu is more realistic than the photos at that time.

In 1911, the embroidered "Portrait of the Empress of Italy" was presented to Italy as a national gift, when the King and Queen of Italy praised the exquisite embroidery skills of China and presented a gold watch.

At that time, Zhang Jian, the last champion of the late Qing Dynasty, was developing the textile industry and some industries in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and specially hired Shen Shou as the director of the textile factory to guide the factory, and also served as the director of the Nantong Women's Red Transmission Institute to cultivate embroidery talents.

Zhang Jianneng is known as the father of the modern textile industry, and Shen Shou's inseparability from the teaching, in the late Qing Dynasty, the early Republic of China, Zhang Jian's textile industry created millions of jobs for China, at least two million people.

Shen Shou's "Snow Eun Embroidery Spectrum" is currently a textbook-level textbook of embroidery culture.

Because embroidery, like other traditional cultures, can only be learned by word and deed, in order to train a large number of descendants to pass on this craft, Shen Shou taught in Nantong for eight years, and finally became ill, seriously ill, and died of illness in Nantong at the age of 48.

During the ten-year turmoil, because Shen Shou embroidered a robe for Cixi and created an industry with Zhang Jian, the tomb did not escape the poisonous hands, and later the coffin was rebuilt by later generations.