Chapter 579: What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd

Hua Qianshu rubbed her chin, and looked like Feng Chu was wandering around the Fusheng Pavilion: "This princess likes Hu Xuan Dance the most, and she also has plans to carry it forward, but I didn't expect that in this deep palace, I can also meet a confidant." ”

After saying that, this star dream was flattered.

"The slave is just a little superficial, the princess is falsely praised, and the slave is frightened. ”

"Don't be modest, don't be modest with me, as long as you dance well, I guarantee that you will be able to be like a fish in water in this silk hole in the future. ”

She turned her face and instructed Walnut: "Go and invite Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Xie all here, and say that this princess invites the two of them to relieve their boredom." ”

Walnut couldn't understand Hua Qianshu's intentions, and only knew that he must not move the land and give the three of them a chance to be alone. Otherwise, it may not be like Zhao Kuo's incident last time, what kind of moth will be tossed.

Yuqiu'er has been recuperating from her injuries in the past few days, and she can't serve in front of Hua Qianshu, so she has a thousand reminders in her ears, and she asks her to keep an eye on herself.

She went to the door, called a maid of the court, and gave such and such orders.

Hua Qianshu glanced at his dormitory, then looked at the outer courtyard, and continued to instruct Walnut: "Tell the minions in the courtyard, put aside the errands at hand, find a small bench, sit in the courtyard, and after a while, the princess will invite them to watch singing and dancing." ”

Walnut glanced at Hua Qianshu, then at Xingmeng Qinghe, and reluctantly went out, shouted in his throat, and came back in a hurry.

This voice worked, Hua Qianshu walked out of the palace gate, the minions in his yard, as well as Fu Huanting, Xie Huanting, including the palace people who served beside the two, were bustling, and the courtyard suddenly became lively.

The minions consciously gave the three of them a seat and served tea.

Hua Qianshu didn't even have a greeting or opening remarks, and directly ordered Qinghe Xingmeng and the two: "Let's start." ”

Qinghe carried an accompanying instrument with him, pulled out a flute from his waist, circled around his slender fingertips, and then brought it to his lips, and a heavenly sound instantly meandered and flowed.

The little girls in the courtyard couldn't help but hold their breath, looking at Qinghe's burning eyes, all full of greed and eagerness.

The empty venue in the middle is quite spacious, Xingmeng didn't twist at all, and walked to the middle of the venue generously, and raised his hands and tiptoes, which was just an opening action, just like the arrival of an immortal, with an otherworldly taste.

was compared by the two, and Tang Xiuzhan and Zhao Kuo were all dwarfed, and the difference was not half a star.

Xie Xinlan made a mistake in order to seduce herself, and she and the Seventh Emperor Uncle were separated, and she really made a bloody investment. It's so fucking good-looking. She never knew that a big man's dancing could be so pleasing to the eye, and there was no trace of the charm and charm of her daughter's family. I was stunned to see it.

At the end of the song, Hua Qianshu ordered: "Reward!"

Walnut took two bags of silver bills and stepped forward to reward them, Fu Huanhuan and Xie Huanting naturally couldn't be too shabby, and each of them also rewarded a silver bill, but it was less than Hua Qianshu's reward.

Yougong people stepped forward to offer tea affectionately, the two lowered their eyes, did not squint, took it and drank it, and performed two tunes one after another.

This time it was even more jaw-dropping, Qinghe's tune became passionate and cheerful, and Xingmeng's waist was twisted almost as if it was about to break, that taste, that style, that tune, I was obedient, Hua Qianshu was a woman, and her blood was boiling.

The little girls were excited, and the light in their eyes was green sparks, like a pack of hungry wolves.

And this enthusiasm lasted until dusk. Hua Qianshu drank enough tea, got up slowly, and stretched exaggeratedly: "Do you like it?"

Except for Fu Huanhuan and Xie Huanting, who had to remain reserved, these little girls immediately nodded busily.

"If you like it, you'll continue tomorrow. Remember, finish what you're doing early and wait here. ”

Fu Huanhuan and Xie Huanting didn't know how many times they exchanged glances with each other this afternoon. Hearing Hua Qianshu's words, she couldn't help but look at each other again, not understanding what kind of medicine she was selling in this gourd.

The two returned to their palace with a full stomach full of suspicions.

And the little girl in the Pansi Cave was even more excited and whispered, and when she got to work, she was full of energy, like being beaten with chicken blood, full of longing, and her heart was in chaos.

After dinner in the evening, the night came.

Peanut was sitting at his desk, reviewing his homework for the day, and on the table was the big characters he had practiced today.

Hua Qianshu was doing needlework on the side, and the candlelight reflected her face, which was very peaceful and quiet.

What a mother and son.

The footsteps of Ye Fang walking were very soft, preventing the people from the outside palace from passing through, and he lifted the curtain and walked in.

The mother and son raised their heads, but no one paid attention to him, and each lowered his head and was busy.

Yefang stood behind Peanut, quietly looked at his words, and started with him first, breaking his embarrassment: "Words have made great progress, and if you persevere, you can surpass your mother." ”

Peanut snorted lightly at the end of his nose: "The shortness of people is longer than their own, and it is not the work of the husband." ”

One sentence choked on the night and was very temperless. He turned his face to look at the needle and thread in Hua Qianshu's hand again, and was speechless: "Is it the socks sewn for this king?"

Hua Qianshu neatly cut the thread and shook it open to show him: "If you like it, just take it and wear it." ”

It's a small garment not much bigger than a slap, for chestnuts.

Ye Fang teased: "Only me and Chestnut will not dislike your craft." ”

Hua Qianshu sneered: "Naturally, it can't be compared with some people, and you can make the Seventh Emperor Uncle treat you as a treasure." ”

When this woman is angry, everything the man says is wrong, but it is wrong to keep his mouth shut. I can't remember which sage's wise words this is.

Therefore, he must continue to coax, even if he is ridiculed, he must move forward bravely, as long as Hua Qianshu is willing to take care of himself and talk to himself, it is a good sign.

"If Madame is willing to sew a garment for me with her own hands, no matter how ugly it is, I will treat it as a treasure and wear it to show off in the market. ”

Hua Qianshu raised his face, and his eyes flashed twice: "Really?"

At night, a bad premonition arose in my heart. However, Hua Qianshu rarely has such a good face for herself, so she must grit her teeth and nod: "The husband has a word, and the horse is difficult to chase." ”

"Okay," Hua Qianshu tilted his head and smiled, with a cold air: "Even if I stay awake all night, I must embroider a robe for you as soon as possible, so that Uncle Seven Emperors can have the capital to show off in front of the courtiers." ”

The little peanut, who was concentrating on learning words, turned his face and glanced at his father sympathetically. In order to make his mother happy, he is simply humble and has no bottom line, doesn't he think about the consequences?

But he knows that he is on the same front as his mother, so he must keep his mouth shut and can't be reminded.