Zhang Xiucai is a young man in his twenties, and his height is not very high, because he can't see his actual height when he sits.

His original partner was sitting next to a delicate woman less than twenty, looking like she was getting along well, with a smile hidden in her eyebrows,

Qingqing didn't know how to salute when she met her master, so she observed how Zhang's mother saluted, but Zhang's mother stood straight without any movement.

After Zhang's mother introduced Qingqing, Qingqing learned the etiquette of women in the Ming Dynasty on TV, bent her knees slightly, put her left hand on her back, and bowed her head.

Zhang's mother patted Qingqing with appreciation again, and said to Zhang Xiucai: "This girl is so sensible before she has learned the rules of the house, you have to treat her well, otherwise I will send her to the old lady to leave, the old lady loves people the most." ”

Qingqing didn't understand how Mama Zhang could protect herself so much, but she also remembered that there was an aunt in this house who would protect her.

There was no long delay, Zhang Ma took Qingqing to the warehouse to get all the things that the embroidery lady needed, needles, threads, scissors, embroidery frames or something, Zhang Ma stared at what they gave the best, not bad at all. Those subordinates who provoked him felt uncomfortable, and their eyes were a little unhappy when they saw clearly.

"Don't think about bullying her, I tell you that she is my niece, and you should think about the way back before bullying her!" Zhang's mother shouted to the people in the warehouse very domineeringly, and several people said they didn't dare to do it.

With her things, Zhang's mother took Qingqing to Xiucai's yard, where there was an embroidery room specially prepared for Qingqing, and she was mainly responsible for the embroidery of clothes and accessories for Xiucai, his wife and two children.

Although people are not right, even if they are clear, they are busy enough to work alone, because many things are all done by hand, which is very time-consuming.

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After staying for more than a month, Qing Qing went to the dining hall where the next person ate and ate three meals and was busy in the embroidery room, even if she was not busy, she didn't go out, afraid that she didn't understand the rules

Err.

Xiucai lady is a familiar person, often go to the embroidery room to chat with Qingqing, she can't look down on other maids or something, either the eyes are above the top and want to climb to the bed outside the staff or want to climb Xiucai's bed.

Either she is stupid and doesn't know how to do what she is told, and she doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

Qingqing's uniqueness makes her feel that Qingqing is worth befriending, and she wants Qingqing to teach her embroidery.

After a few temptations, the talented lady finally said her thoughts, and Qingqing agreed without thinking.

Xiucai Niangzi happily pulled Qingqing to her room and closed the door to concentrate on learning, and even pushed the children to a few mothers-in-law.

When Xiucai noticed Qingqing, when she saw her for the first time, she thought that the braids on this girl's head were very attractive. Slowly, Qingqing also noticed that Xiucai's eyes were wrong when she looked at her.

It's that when he stared at Qingqing, his eyes were straight and shining, and he looked at Sven for a few seconds, and then looked straight at it for a few seconds.

Qingqing didn't know if anyone else had found out, anyway, in this house with strict family rules, she hadn't heard any gossip, and everything was as before.

Xiucai didn't seem to find any clues, and called Qingqing to her room to teach her embroidery as usual.

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It's just that Zhang Xiucai always finds an excuse to go back to the house to find something in the east and west, and he doesn't know how many times a day, and his scholar doesn't know where he was sent and doesn't see a shadow.

It wasn't until Xiucai's lady noticed that Zhang Xiucai appeared too often, so she couldn't help asking: "Xianggong, I'm afraid you're looking for something like this, it's not for something, it's for lovely, right?" ”

Xiucai Niangzi looked at Qingqing and smiled very ambiguously, Qingqing's face immediately turned red, is this ancient woman so generous and open-minded in the face of her husband's new love?

"Lady, what do you say from harmony?" Zhang Xiucai stood there with his hands behind his back, talking with his wife unhurriedly.

Qingqing really can't listen to them where are you joking with yourself and I am talking about it, get up and are about to leave.

"Hey, Sister Qing, don't be shy. As the main house, I have the obligation to give concubines to the prime minister. You are innocent and have never been married, and my father-in-law has fallen in love with you again, aren't you happy? "Xiucai's words made Qingqing's jaw drop in shock, what do you mean that my family will be happy if you fall in love with me?

I don't look at his height of 1.6 meters, although it is higher than the current Qingqing Dynasty, but 1.6 meters is a third-class cripple in modern times, okay?

Also, with his current cultural level, in addition to reciting more poems and songs, I really don't think he is very knowledgeable. Even a simple account is not as fast as his wife's calculation.

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"Young lady, please don't make fun of Qing'er. Qing'er just wants to sit as an embroidery girl, save enough dowry and find an honest man to live, but she never thought of climbing high. "Qingqing really wants to vomit blood, why do people here like to make decisions for others so much?

"Sister Qing, life is like this, the more you don't want it, the more likely it will be. You didn't see those Nizi in the outer courtyard, and if you want to climb my father-in-law's bed, I really tried my best, thanks to my sharp eyes, otherwise this yard can't live in so many partial rooms. Xiucai Niangzi covered her mouth and smiled proudly.

Qingqing really wanted to put down the embroidered handkerchief and leave, but now he is just a lowly subordinate.

"However, Qing'er really doesn't want to be a partial house."

"What? Do you still want to do the main house? The talented lady slapped the table unhappily.

Qingqing immediately knelt down with tears on his face, but was pulled by Xiucai.

"Young lady, don't be angry. Qing'er has a favorite brother in his heart, he is two years older than Qing'er, we grew up together when we were young, and we went to the mud field to catch loaches together on rainy days. On sunny days, he took me to dig wild vegetables and catch butterflies for me. We can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and the relationship is very good, so you arrange it to break us up. Qingqing really admired his more and more skillful acting skills, and he was almost deceived. But her feelings are real because she thinks of her modern boyfriend, and I don't know if he knows that he is dead.

Xiucai and his wife were moved by Qingqing's brief statement.

"I'd love to have a brother who catches loaches together." Xiucai lady sighed with envy and slanted at Xiucai with indescribable eyes.

Xiucai was coughing with a red face, and Qingqing complained in his heart: Uncle, I said it was a real loach.

I couldn't stand their expressions anymore, so I went out with an excuse.

Soon, there were inappropriate voices from children in the room, which Qingqing could hear in the embroidery room, which showed how much they did not care about the influence.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Qingqing decided to go out to talk to Zhang's mother about this matter, but she couldn't inexplicably become someone else's concubine after more than a month of embroidery, so it was better to commit suicide as soon as possible, die early and reincarnate early, maybe go back to modern times.