It is already February in Beijing, and it is the time for ten thousand trees to start a new year and bloom. After Wei Xuan returned to Beijing, he didn't rest for a day, and was called to the palace by the official family.

After Chu Jiaoniang came back from this trip to Qianzhou, she was a lot lazy, except for occasionally working with Aunt Zhou to make silkworm rooms and practice silk spinning, the others didn't do it if they could.

However, Mother Wen still felt that she was too diligent.

According to the official wife that Wen's mother has seen, those people should be the kind of people who don't touch the spring water with ten hands, and she shouldn't be the one who does things like picking mulberries, raising silkworms, practicing silk and weaving.

But Chu Jianniang is not that kind of person in the end, people are conscious, self-controlled, and have enough food and clothing by themselves.

After such training, Mother Wen, Dongque, Nanzhi and others joined her in the silkworm raising and silk spinning business.

On this day, in the Furong Garden of the Imperial Harem, the Supreme invited Wei Xuan and several other important ministers to discuss the Spring Banquet in March.

Supreme said: "Now the Central Plains has become a powerful country in the land of China, and it is also ordered by various countries to be a big country in the silk industry and tea industry. This will be the largest business banquet in the history of our dynasty. ”

"There is no room for error in this spring banquet. Duan Congli, as a tea and horse division, is fully responsible for the tea ceremony this time. In addition, I have heard that Mrs. Duan and the three daughters are proficient in the way of tea ceremony, and at that time, Mrs. Duan can lead the tea officials in the palace and present tea ceremonies to various countries together with the Ministry of Rites. ”

Duan Congli led the order.

"Xu Weizhi, Mu Quannianer and others are the brocade division, and the presentation and display of brocade, silk, cotton silk, and silk show are responsible for Er."

Xu Weizhi and Mu Quannian also received the decree.

Qi Xu suddenly thought of something, glanced at Wei Xuan, and hurriedly arched his hand to the official family and said: "Holy Lord, the minister has heard a little, Wei Xiang's wife is a master of silk spinning, and the minister has a reluctant request, I don't know if I can invite Mrs. Wei to give a gift for this?" ”

"But I think that if the prime minister's wife can personally present a gift for this, it will be enough for those envoys who come to feel the enthusiasm of our dynasty and the importance that our dynasty attaches to this spring banquet, and the return gift in the future will definitely be rich."

Hearing this person speak, Wei Xuan lowered his eyebrows.

The Supreme was reminded and said busily: "Xu Aiqing is right, if you don't remind me, I almost forgot." Previously, even the queen said that Mrs. Wei's craftsmanship was superb, and she really had to let Mrs. Wei give a gift. Wei Qing, you go back and have a good discussion with your wife. ”

Wei Xuan's face was a little reluctant, and he was a little stunned when he thought about Chu Jianniang's eyes that gouged out the dead after hearing the news.

So, quite embarrassed: "Holy one, this matter is not as good as ......"

Before he finished speaking, the Supreme interrupted directly: "This matter is so decided, anyway, it is also Mrs. Decree, do something for the imperial court, it should be." ”

Wei Xuan: "......"

After a while, the Supreme remembered something again, and turned to Wei Xuan again: "If you are worried that your wife is unwilling, you will sell her miserably, according to my understanding of your wife, but if you are suppressed, your wife will definitely jump out for you, you go and try." ”

Wei Xuan: "......"

……

"Smack!" Chu Jianniang's chopsticks that were eating almost didn't shoot out, and she turned her head to Wei Xuan and said, "You, you just sent me out like this?" ”

Wei Xuan hurriedly pulled out the chopsticks from his mouth, hurriedly poured a glass of water and handed it over, and he said that this matter was not so easy to say.

"It's not ...... What the official means. Also," Wei Xuan said, took out a spy copy from his chest pocket, carefully pushed it in front of Chu Jianniang, and said:

"The queen admires the lady very much, whether it is the lady's personality, or the lady's superb craftsmanship, or the lady's ...... Temperament, the queen thinks it is good, not to mention that she also has a good husband, so she discussed with the official family, and put the position of the official in the harem and the brocade on the shoulders of the lady, which is the letter of appointment. ”

Chu Jianniang straightened her eyes and said fiercely: Is this hat too high for her? Look at the way he said it with great reluctance.

"Lady......" Wei Xuan slightly observed the woman in anger, and in a blink of an eye, he suddenly felt that he didn't seem to be doing this.

"Then I'll ...... tomorrow Just go and regain your life with the official. With that, he withdrew the letter of appointment.

Chu Jianniang didn't move, then picked up the chopsticks and ate silently.

Wei Xuan knew that she had always had a regret in her heart, that is, she couldn't embark on the business path she wanted to take and become a big businessman she had promised before.

He built a mulberry garden in the house to make up for her; He asked people to open one branch after another of Wuzhou's eleven silks, which was also a compensation for her; But she can't run it herself. So, he thought of another way.

The brocade weaver of the harem is different from the brocade division of the imperial court, but it is also the closest way she can get along with these silks, silks, and merchants, but she is ...... now She felt that she was fine with a life like this, because she didn't need to go the other way, to carry some burdens that she might not be able to bear.

"Wei Lang, thank you, that's ...... That's good. ”

Wei Xuan suddenly, shy and amused himself, "Lady, is this going to see through your husband?" ”

Chu Jianniang glanced lightly, "You are only allowed to see through me, but I am not allowed to see you through?" ”

Wei Xuan was a little understanding.

Chu Jianniang took a sip of the clear soup and said, "Over the years, although I have regrets, but because I have you and my sons, now that I am very good, there is no need to covet anything else." I didn't expect you fool to make such a gift for me, is this a deal with the queen or the official family? ”

"Queen." Wei Xuan was really ashamed, and said honestly: "Empress, Empress is easy to talk to." ”

Chu Jianniang glanced at her, "You are still a dignified master, if this is spread out, what do you say about the outside?" What have I become? ”

Wei Xuan couldn't stop nodding and poured tea to apologize, "Yes, yes, what the lady said is that she is stupid for her husband, and she owes consideration for her husband." But the matter of the spring banquet gifts...... It's not for the husband to ask for it. ”

At this point, Wei Xuan still reminded him.

Chu Jianniang glanced at it again, picked up a piece of tender white fish meat and put it in her mouth, "Okay, I know, forgive me for not daring to do such things for me, but it doesn't matter, just give a gift!" ”

Wei Xuan suddenly picked up the teacup like a forgiven little girl, and slammed it towards the edge of Chu Jianniang's soup bowl, "That's the husband, thank you lady." ”

Chu Jianniang looked at it and disliked it.

The spring banquet is at the end of March, there are more than 20 days from here, and Chu Jianniang does not know other gifts, but it is the representative of silk, and it is the finale, Chu Jianniang not only has to lead the silk reeling lady to reel silk on the spot, but also has to lead the weaver girls to play a textile dance.

Chu Jianniang has never done this! I thought it would be okay to reel silk and spin as a gift, this, this...... This doesn't cost human life!

Three days after going to the palace to arrange, Chu Jiaoniang was soft in Wei Xuan's arms, and she didn't want to go. The feet are not their own, the legs are not their own, the hands are not their own, and the whole body is not their own.

Wei Xuan patted her with a touch of thought: "My husband thought of a bad idea for you, so I said...... You have a body, you can't give any more gifts, how? ”

Chu Jianniang looked up, for a moment, raised her sleeves to cover her mouth, and retched, "Oops, I seem to have it again." ”

Wei Xuan took her hand very calmly and said, "Niangzi Yuexin only left a few days ago, so you don't have to lie to your husband, go and deceive them." ”

Chu Jianniang: "......"

If you want to talk about what should be done, Chu Jianniang and Wei Xuan will not let go halfway, not to mention the national honor involved, and on behalf of Wei Xuan, Chu Jianniang is tired, and she also mentions one hundred and twenty points. So in the past few days, I have been practicing every day and night, and the people who have not taught a house are distressed.

On the day of the spring banquet, the streets of the capital are prohibited, the envoys of various countries enter the palace, wait for their seats, the Ministry of Rites finishes the speech, the palace music is loud, and the gift begins.

Chu Jianniang waited for the end of the gift in front of the line, wearing a golden pearl phoenix crown and a dance dress with a golden silk veil, from the stage to stand in the high-profile tribute platform, and the ladies who reeled the silk and the weaver girls who were always busy presented a piece of "Golden Silk Jiao".

The name of this dance was changed by Wei Xuan. Wei Xuan has always felt that her most blooming moment is her unrestrained smile when she flutters with those gentle silk threads.

Whether it is in the silkworm room or on the ceremonial platform at this moment, she will always be the delicate wife in his heart, the stubborn and willful lady who is sprinkled with gold in the sun, and the ...... The people he wants to follow for the rest of his life......

Chu Jianniang stepped on the drum, and the water sleeves were wings, like a flying swallow, like a gorse, like a fish in water, one step at a time, one step at a time, and one step at a time.

She counted the beats, and kept thinking that maybe the road under her feet was not the path she wanted to take, but it must be ...... The path that suits her best, because these beats will guide her to be better.

After the gift, Chu Jianniang stepped down from the stage, and before she walked to the dressing room, her eyes suddenly went dark and she fainted......

"Oh no! The Prime Minister's wife fainted! Imperial Doctor, Quickly Pass on Imperial Doctor! Someone shouted.

When Wei Xuan heard the news, he suddenly dropped the wine glass in his hand, ignored his holy face, threw down the entertainment, and ran to the dressing room in the rear.

I saw seven or eight imperial doctors surrounding a wall, repeatedly calling the pulse of Chu Jianniang, who had woken up. The bearded man brushed his beard, and the beardless man pinched his chin, and both frowned for a moment.

Wei Xuan's body and mind tightened at the moment, and his throat suddenly dried and cracked to the point of pain.

"What, what's wrong?" He pressed his throat.

An old lady doctor looked at Wei Xuan as if he was eating people, and suddenly shuddered, and said a little weakly: "Back to Wei Xiang, Mrs. Wei has a body, although the days are short, but the pulse of this change will not be wrong, it is indeed there." Mrs. Wei's dance was just tired......"

Wei Xuan didn't wait for this person to finish speaking, he instantly picked up these people, pounced on the woman on the couch, and hugged her into his arms.

Chu Jianniang was about to bring water to drink, but this hug caught her off guard......

Chu Jianniang was pregnant with her third child, Wei Xuan took leave to take care of her, staring at whether she was sour or spicy, and later found that Chu Jianniang suddenly liked spicy food, Wei Xuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "It's a girl......"

Wei Shiyi: "......"

Wei Ziheng: "......"

[It's really over]