At the beginning of April, the Son of Heaven toured north.

Most of the subjects were unaware of the emperor's sudden "serious illness" in January, and those who knew tried to discourage him, hoping that Chen Yicong would be able to recuperate in Pingjing for another month or two.

After all, the journey is tiring, and if there is an accident along the way, it is really an unbearable change for Da Zhou.

However, Chen Yicong didn't care about this, the northern tour from April to June was a plan set last autumn, and he didn't feel at ease if he didn't personally take a look at the preparations of the four northern states this year.

In the past three years, in the firearms battalion, the iteration of the firearms has been changed more than a dozen times, and this time there are also a batch of small artillery that can be mounted on warhorses, hundreds of improved fire-mounted combat vehicles, and thousands of thunderbolts that have been transported to the front line.

This is not enough.

Previously, Chang Sheng and Shen Jichuan had set up firearms battalions in Fuzhou and Jingzhou, but the quality of the guns produced was always inferior to that produced in Pingjing.

So this time, Chen Yicong personally took Zhao Jie, the master of Honglu Temple, who compiled the "Artifact Spectrum", on the road, and there were more than a dozen masters in the firearms camp who went with him.

During this northern tour, the emperor almost took half of the Great Zhou Arsenal to the rear of the northern border.

When the emperor's motorcade left Pingjing, many people came to watch curiously—four years ago, some of them had the privilege of meeting the prince who had returned to Beijing with the mausoleum guards.

Today, however, they no longer have the sight to see the heavens up close.

On the main road, the road was very clean, and Chen Yicong did not want to take a car, but rode a horse to the front of the team. The crowd of onlookers, many of whom were new residents who had only come to Pyongjing in recent years, stopped a block away.

Emperor Shengming didn't like golden armor, and he was wearing a dark iron heavy suit similar to that of the tomb guards, but the sunlight hit it, and it still aroused a dazzling metallic light.

On horseback, Chen Yicong held the reins in his right hand and wore a sword at his waist. He was tall and thick-shouldered, and the flag rolled behind him, so that people could not see the emperor's whole face, but they could faintly see the corners of his sunken mouth.

Just such a glimpse from a distance made everyone kneel like a tide.

Now that the emperor is going north in person, many people invariably think of the life and death that they saw on the way to the south, and people's tears can't help but fall.

No one can associate the person in front of him with the former youth, people are shouting long live in the mountains in the distance, Chen Yicong has long been accustomed to such a scene, and he drove away without squinting, leaving the entire Pingjing City behind.

……

Bai Ling and the other girls didn't go out today, and they actually had two days off at the beginning of the month and the middle of the month.

Ai Qian lay on the windowsill and looked down boredly.

"There seem to be fewer people today," she said, looking back at the girl nearby, "and the turtle paws that gave the pearl flowers didn't come either." ”

"Today, the emperor is on a northern tour." The girl behind Ai Qian said, she glanced at the bracelet on Ai Qian's wrist, and couldn't help laughing, "I still wear a silver bracelet from the emperor, I don't know this." ”

"Northern Tour?" A few other girls gathered around, "Is the person who gave the pearl flowers still here today?" ”

"Come on, but the main road has been closed for half a day, so it is estimated that it will only arrive in the afternoon."

Bai Ling leaned back on the couch, listening to the conversation of the girls not far away.

Chen Yicong went north again.

She unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief—though it was nothing to be happy about, even if he wasn't in Heikyo, it was full of his eyes.

Ai Songqing sat on the sidelines sewing and mending, with his and Bai Ling's old clothes in his hand.

During this time, I practiced with the master of the dance workshop all day long, and the girls' clothes were damaged to varying degrees at several joints.

Last night, Bai Ling was in the meeting, Ai Songqing took a look at it, and immediately stopped Bai Ling's sewing work.

Whether it was the cuffs that had been delineated, or the openings on the knees and elbows that had cracked due to wear, Burling had all the flat stitches - the stitches were flat.

However, it was too late last night, and today is a rest anyway, so Ai Songqing simply received all the clothes that Bai Ling wanted to mend to his side, and waited for dawn to cook.

"Use a barb needle when sewing holes in your sleeves," Ai Songqing stretched out the sleeve in his hand to Bai Ling, "Look, carry a needle forward first...... And then, take a stitch back...... The stitches should not be too straight, but slightly oblique, like this......"

The sewing needle looked very obedient in Ai Songqing's hand.

Bai Ling nodded earnestly.

"The barb is very strong and the pattern is good." As she spoke, she repeated it several times in front of Bai Ling, "Do you understand?" ”

"Understood," Bai Ling said, holding out his hand, "I'll try." ”

Bai Ling took back his clothes and needlework, and operated it according to the method of Ai Songqing.

Looking at Bai Ling's slightly jerky but basically correct technique, Ai Songqing nodded with satisfaction.

"It's so smart, Bai Ling will learn it...... Hasn't anyone taught you this before? ”

Bai Ling's attention was completely focused on the needle and thread in her hand, and she relied on a little memory and feel of Fang Cai, pondering the next stitch in her hand.

"Anyway, I don't usually need to do the sewing work...... "Bai Ling's voice is very many, "it is enough to know how to flatten the needle." ”

"How's that going to work?" Ai Songqing snorted and laughed, "If you marry someone in the future, you will be looked down upon by your mother-in-law and concubine-"

The movement in Bai Ling's hand suddenly stopped, and Ai Songqing was stunned.

Looking at each other, Ai Songqing whispered, "...... Am I saying something wrong? ”

Bai Ling came back to his senses and shook his head again.

"No, when you say that, it reminds me of a former friend......

"She originally said that she would teach me needlework, but then there were too many things to learn." Bai Ling lowered her eyes, "She does needlework well, embroidery, and tie...... Anything will. ”

"yes, I'm going to learn that when I'm a kid." Ai Songqing continued, "But we don't rely on this to eat, but we don't have this skill, and it's still easy to be laughed at by others." ”

“…… She got married when she was forty-five years old. Bai Ling said softly, she thought about Bao Yuan's temperament, and couldn't help laughing, "No one should dare to laugh at her." ”

Not far away, Ai Qian suddenly stood up by the window, "It's here!" The turtle paw that sent the pearl flower is here~"

The girls gathered around the window—and sure enough, at the bottom of the tower, on the slightly damp pavement, a familiar figure appeared at the end of the corner.

The man carried a large wooden box in front of him, and on top of the wooden box there were a dozen small drawers, each containing different jewelry.

Most of these jewels are crudely made, and there are few delicate treasures, which are not comparable to what the girls used to use, but here, everything is better than nothing.

Now that it is April, more than half of the girls have been set up as sellers by bustards at prices ten or even dozens of times higher than the cost.

The bustard sprinkled some broken silver and asked them to buy some cheap jewelry every month—the girls were in a good mood and looked good.

In this way, when it is sent out in May, the main family will be more satisfied.

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