Chapter 79: No props

The long winter passed quickly, and every household in the capital removed the stove winter quilt and replaced it with a light and thin thing for the beginning of spring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the harem, the concubines also retreated from the heaviness of winter, and cut new clothes one after another, so as to show some limelight at the spring sacrifice ceremony.

Every year at the beginning of spring in Jiuping Kingdom, the Son of Heaven will lead hundreds of civil and military officials to the altar to hold a spring sacrifice ceremony, in order to seek smooth weather and prosperity in the coming year. The specific date of the sacrifice is calculated by the Ministry of Rites according to the yellow calendar of the year, and the auspicious day and auspicious time are found and the ceremony is held. It is generally rushed after the river thaws and before the spring ploughing begins.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the emperor will feast hundreds of officials in the palace. Because the midwinter has just passed, the early spring has just arrived, the materials are not as abundant as the autumn harvest and winter storage, and the seeds for spring ploughing must be prepared, so the banquet is only a formality, extremely simple. Each minister was also able to get a little dried fruit and snack, and just drank a little wine.

However, this spring festival is not completely without expectations, and after dark, there will be singing and dancing music prepared in the palace. This is an opportunity that the concubines who are good at singing and dancing in the harem value very much. If you perform well, maybe you will be able to gain the grace of the saints, and from then on you will fly on the branches and become a phoenix.

There are also some banle and music in the minister's palace to join in this excitement, in order to hope to be blinded by the saint and reward a few.

In Hanfang Courtyard, he was even more concerned about this ceremony, as early as more than a month ago, Su Qiaotong had already gathered a few palace maids who were good at singing and dancing and taught them carefully, in order to emerge at the reward banquet after the memorial ceremony.

"Su Baolin, everything you want is ready. Do you want to see it for yourself? "The maid came in to report.

"Are the clothes and Cailing ready?" Su Qiaotong didn't expect that the things she wanted would be prepared so quickly, and she was pleasantly surprised.

"Yes."

"Bring it in and let me see."

When the palace maid came in with a silver plate holding the prepared clothes and colorful feathers, before she could take a closer look, Su Qiaotong's face changed. I saw that on the silver plate, the colorful feathers that should have been brightly colored and shiny were now bare, like a feather duster that had been stripped of its feathers.

"What's going on?" Su Qiaotong asked sharply.

"This ......" the palace maid hurriedly knelt down, but the silver plate in her hand did not dare to move at all, "begging Su Baolin for forgiveness, when the slave maid went to the chief to receive it, he said, only this is the ......"

"How is that possible? This kind of goods should be discarded and thrown away, how can it be spent for us? Didn't you say that this was to be used at the Spring Festival? ”

"The slave maid said, but the father-in-law said......" The palace maid raised her eyes timidly, looked at Su Qiaotong's expression, and finally didn't dare to say.

"Say what?"

The palace maid bit her lip and said, "Say, do you want to ...... love"

"You!"

The palace maid was so frightened that she hurriedly begged for mercy: "Su Baolin spare his life, this is what the father-in-law said, the slave doesn't dare to say such a thing." ”

"Humph!" Su Qiaotong also knew that this was none of the palace maid's business, so she had to wave her hand to make her stand up, "Forget it, get up." ”

"Yes." The palace maid stood up timidly, holding the silver plate in her hand, and didn't know how to put it for a while, so she had to ask tentatively, "......What about this shirt?"

"Take it all! Do you still need to watch it? Cailing looks like this, can the clothes still be prepared for me? Su Qiaotong was so angry that her eyebrows were upside down, and her eyes seemed to be about to eat people.

"Yes, the slave will take it." The palace maid hurriedly took the silver plate out, so as not to upset Su Baolin when she saw it.

The palace maid in the house hurriedly comforted: "Su Baolin, don't be angry first, it's not good if you get angry." ”

Su Qiaotong sat down on the stool sullenly, and muttered to herself: "Dressing up is the appearance of dance music, if you don't have this layer, you will lose most of your brilliance." Hey, what can I do? ”

"Why don't I go and talk to the chief steward and give him some silver, and maybe he can raise his noble hand and give us some good things?" After all, this Spring Festival is a memorial service, but the entire harem concubines are staring at the opportunity, everyone wants to get the brightest clothes and props, and it is inevitable to use some means in private. The palace maid beside her whispered to Su Qiaotong.

"Well, you have a point." Su Qiaotong nodded, and then, took out some silver from her sleeve, put it in her hand, and held her hand with her backhand, so as not to be seen by others, "You take these first, if it's not enough, tell me later." ”

"Enough is enough, it's just a dot, and I don't need so much." As she spoke, the maid put the silver in her sleeve, and then, bowing down, withdrew.

Time passed minute by minute, but the palace maid did not return for a long time.

Finally, when the lamp was ten p.m., I saw her come back timidly, looking dejected, and her spirit was very low.

"Cuihong, come here!" Su Qiaotong had been waiting for her for most of the day, and when she came back at this time, she was empty-handed, so she naturally knew that the matter had not been done.

The palace maid named Cui Hong hurriedly entered the house, took out the silver from her sleeve, and returned it to Su Qiaotong as it was.

"Please forgive Su Baolin, the slave and maid have all the good words, but the father-in-law just won't accept it, saying that he has already given us Hanfangyuan something in the morning, so we don't want to be dissatisfied." After speaking, Cui Hong's eyes were full of tears, and it seemed that she did not say good things to her father-in-law, and she was squeezed by others.

Su Qiaotong waited for an afternoon, originally upset and angry, but at this time, seeing Cuihong's miserable appearance, the anger in her chest suddenly disappeared.

"Forget it, a small manager of things won't give us Hanfangyuan face like this. I'm afraid that there are other people, and they don't want us to show our faces at the Spring Festival. You have done your best in this matter, so don't cry and lose your face. You haven't eaten lunch yet, have you? Go and let Cuiqing give you a hot bowl of porridge to warm your stomach. Su Qiaotong's gentle words made Cui Hong, who was still frightened and aggrieved just now, tears flow even more violently. Now, though, are tears of gratitude.

"Thank you, Su Baolin." Cui Hong was busy kowtowing in gratitude.

Su Qiaotong waved her hand, signaling her to hurry up, and then put the silver back into her sleeve.

Although she didn't blame Cui Hong, Su Qiaotong couldn't help but feel worried in her heart. Everything is only owed, and I didn't expect that there would be problems in the preparation of props, so there was no other way to prepare. Now there is this temporary mess, and for a while, I really don't know where to find these dancing clothes.

Suddenly, Su Qiaotong stood up and pulled out a black cloak from under his suitcase. She draped the cloak over her body, the brim of her hat covering her face, and pushed the door open.

"Su Baolin, it's going to be dark soon, do you still want to go out at this time?" The palace maid on the porch asked.

"Well, I'll go out for a while."

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