The feast continues, in order to show fairness, each embroidery is held by the palace people according to their position, and is displayed to everyone.

Mrs. Wen Yu is Bai Suyan as a concubine, her embroidery is really very simple, embroidered with yellow thread for the full moon, blue thread to outline the clouds, and later in order to grind time with black thread to make an arc, it is regarded as a magpie bridge.

Luo Shuangyu raised her eyebrows, looked at it seriously, and asked, "Is this black magpie bridge?" Well, that's the right time. ”

After that, there is Qing Guifei, who is a seven-character poem, although it seems simple, but it is a great test of embroidery, and even a person's calligraphy.

"Qixi tonight to see the blue sky, morning glory and weaver girl crossing the river bridge. Every family begs to look at the autumn moon and wears tens of thousands of red silks, which is good. The very simple evaluation was withdrawn, but the embroidery Bai Suyan always felt a little familiar, and she couldn't remember it for a while, and her attention was quickly snatched away by other embroideries, so she gave up.

As the saying goes, there is no simplest, only simpler, Canggui's concubine is not simple at all, but concise and neat, a few line segments, from a distance it looks like a lofty mountain, and up close it looks like a child's random graffiti.

Tonight's atmosphere has been serious, all of a sudden was amused by this embroidery, for a while it was harmonious, even the young concubines smiled, like the first sunny day after the snow, the clouds broke through the sky.

In Bai Suyan's impression, this young concubine's eyebrows have always been wrapped with a sense of melancholy, always calm, without a trace of superfluous expression, today's rare smile, it is really a pear flower pressing begonia, so that Luo Shuangyu looked at her a few more times.

After commenting, Luo Shuangyu couldn't think of any neutral language for a while, so she had to say that it was different, and Concubine Cang also took it as a compliment with meticulous and serious salutes.

After that, almost all of them were decent, and they were also overshadowed in front of Mrs. Wen Yu's double-sided embroidery, until Wu Cairen's embroidery was presented, and the Queqiao meeting picture.

She is a typical Jiangnan water town style, the color is lively, although it is one-sided, but the strong longing in the eyes of men and women, about to burst out, and the magpie that is a bridge underneath, the texture of each feather is extremely clear and distinct.

Even Luo Shuangyu, who didn't understand anything at all, couldn't help but sigh sincerely, "Very good!" ”

Mrs. Wen Yu pursed her lips and sneered, "Yo, who is this man?" It won't be my sister's former childhood sweetheart, right? ”

Hearing this, Wu Cairen was a little embarrassed, Emei frowned slightly, and bit his full lip lightly, "Niangniang said and laughed, in the boudoir, where have I seen people, this is the illustration in the script that my sister has seen before, I have some impressions." ”

"Script? The Wu family is really good at teaching their daughters, and these things are all watchable. "Mrs. Wen Yu just can't see the foxy appearance of Wu Cairen, when her aunt had a lady in ochre, when she came to a Wu Cairen, his Wu family really likes to block people.

Wu Cairen knew that no matter what he said, it was wrong, so he simply didn't say a word and embarrassed Mrs. Wen Yu, "Your Majesty, this kind of thing that doesn't abide by women's morals is still ruined, and it will dirty your eyes." Without waiting for Luo Shuangxuan's reaction, Mrs. Wen Yu directly the scissors and cut through Su Jin.

Wu Cairen bent down and kowtowed, his voice choked, "Xie Niangniang advises." "When I get up again, my eyes are wet with tears, and I can't fall off, which is quite pitiful, and that appearance can arouse people's desire to protect.

"Wen Yu, sit down, aren't you tired of walking around?" The curvature of the corners of Luo Shuangyu's lips remained unchanged, but the momentum around her body was overwhelming, and Mrs. Wen Yu, who bore the brunt of the attack, turned pale, and Nuo Nuo put down the scissors and was put back to her seat by the palace people.

In the end, this small banquet was unhappily dispersed, Luo Shuangyu casually pointed to three works that are considered to be the top three of this year's begging skills, I don't know whose it is, anyway, there is no double-sided embroidery from Mrs. Wen Yu, and he is too lazy to deal with this group of women with all kinds of twists and turns in his belly, so he went back to Dongyuan to rest.

This begging banquet is a failure, there was originally a spider begging after that, Mrs. Wen Yu came like this, and the king directly said that he was scattered, and he didn't know if it was intentional, anyway, there was no follow-up.

returned to the Liuying Hall and instructed the top three palace concubines to dress up as rewards, firstly, to show that they were worthy of the name, and secondly, to appease.

After being busy with everything, Bai Suyan asked people to remove the hair ornaments, wash off the lead, and took the pounded impatiens juice on the winter solstice to dye it, which is the last activity of today's begging festival.

Looking at his ten fingers wrapped in hemp leaves, Bai Suyan was in a trance for a while, these hands were originally holding swords and bows, but now they are holding embroidery needles and other things at most, and whatever tactics and tactics they learned before, they are all used to calculate.

"Mother?" Dong Solstice looked at her stunned appearance and was a little uneasy.

Bai Suyan took a deep breath and smiled, "Winter Solstice, do you know, I want to dance the sword, I think about the horn of the battlefield, and I want the dry wind on the border." ”

"Mother." Winter Solstice, as her personal maid, has never even been separated from the battlefield since she was a child, and her mother has always told her that the Bai family was born to belong to the battlefield, but right now, one is imprisoned in this deep palace courtyard, and the other is locked in this dark night with no end in sight.

Xia Zhi was sorting out his clothes on the side, there was a little melancholy in his eyes, she and Dong Zhi were sisters, one was a medical girl, the other was a martial maid, she was originally serving Bai Luoyan closely, all along, she worshiped him as the god in her heart, she believed that as long as he was there, he was invincible and invincible.

But that day her god was defeated, not to others, but to herself, he couldn't pass the level in his heart, and the reason why he chose to become a dark man was because a general who was afraid of the battlefield could not lead his subordinates to victory.

Bai Suyan raised her head and let the sparkle roll in her eyes, but she just didn't want tears to fall, because the people who would feel sorry for you were no longer by your side, so who were you crying for?

On this Qixi Festival, there was a sad atmosphere in the palace for no reason, and the same was true in the Sleeping Moon Palace, where the Empress Dowager and Concubine Zhen sat opposite each other, their faces heavy.

When the candle was half burned, Concubine Zhen sighed, "I heard from someone that Wen Yu's Ning Yulu has been used for half a bottle, and I think it has damaged the texture, as for Fei Fei'......"

"Your Excellency will not tolerate this child," the Empress Dowager said faintly, "whether it is a man or a woman in the end." ”

Concubine Zhen has been in the palace for decades, and she has never had a son and a half daughter, it is the credit of this "Ning Yulu", but she is different from Mrs. Wen Yu, she took the initiative to propose it herself.

The harem of the first emperor back then, it was simply the nightmare of Concubine Zhen's life, the more she went to the back, she couldn't make a mistake, and she had to face the multiple choice of life and death every day, in her impression, it seemed that someone died every moment.

And now it has been proved that her choice back then was correct, so she survived, plus she is just a childless concubine, as long as she is safe, even if one day Wang Wen and the two families fall, at least there will be no worries about her life.

The Empress Dowager Jueyue didn't care what she was thinking, she herself was a woman who accompanied the first emperor to lay down this splendid landscape and rivers, she easily guessed that her son was planning to move the family of the six founding heroes of the year, and the Mu family was just the beginning.

For more than 100 years, the Lin family, one of the founding heroes, has not had a prosperous heir, so that in their generation, they have to rely on the method of recruiting sons-in-law to inherit it.

It's a pity that Mrs. Mu loves her husband miserably, and she gives him enough face on the surface, and the door of the house is also a wooden mansion, and now like this, the Mu family has no children and grandchildren who can inherit the family business, and the Lin family is finally going to fall.

And the Wu family was suppressed as early as when the first emperor was there, and the Bai family rebelled five years ago, without the Bai brothers and sisters, the Bai family didn't even have a big leader.

In this way, at that time, her husband had already paved the way for everything in the future, and then Zhao Wangyun's three families, I don't know which one was unlucky first.