What kind of festival is Tanabata, a festival for girls to be full of girlish hearts.

In modern times, Zhao Wantong has no way to be interested in Qixi at all. Because Qixi is not a holiday at all, Zhao Wantong basically doesn't remember.

And the Qixi Festival in the Han Palace gave Zhao Wantong a strong feeling. With the arrival of Qixi Festival, not only the ladies and maids of each palace will also embroider purses for their favorite men. If the man accepts your purse, you can put a river lantern in the Han Palace, which is said to lead to the outside, at night.

In fact, the purses of the palace ladies are generally not accepted, because the guards in the palace are the sons of high-ranking officials and nobles. In addition, it is also a capital crime for the palace maid to seduce the guards, but there are still a lot of river lanterns, but they are just a please.

The purse fabrics selected by Zhao Wantong for the ladies of the palace in the fabric warehouse must be arranged according to the grades of the ladies and girls. It's also a difficult job, and Zhao Wantong doesn't have any research on fabrics.

Obviously, if there is no Qing Dai, it is natural that if Qing Dai has been rich in food and clothing since childhood. Where to study this, Ruojia is doing Silk Road trading.

Zhao Wantong was helpless about this, so he had to think about finding the old embroidery girl Amin who came to the embroidery workshop to knock on the side.

Amin came to the cloth room, saluted and asked, "What is the important matter for my aunt to come to Amin?"

Zhao Wantong stepped forward and gently took her hand, and her voice was soft, "In terms of qualifications, Qingdai can't compare to you." When she said this, the other party's heart was relieved.

Amin lowered his head and smiled modestly: "Auntie is serious, you are the steward here, and we all have to obey you."

Very good, that's what Zhao Wantong wants.

She went straight to the topic: "In that case, Amin, you have been here for two years, do you know what kind of fabric the masters like to use to make purses?" ”

Amin was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, "Auntie, shouldn't you know all these things?" ”

Zhao Wantong's heart tightened slightly, and he sneered: "Isn't this what I want to test you?" Hehe. "She tried not to let herself be exposed.

"Oh, the rules in the palace are like this, and the materials for concubines of different grades are also different." Amin came to all kinds of fabrics and replied respectfully, "Empress Chen loves to be elegant, but she is of high rank, so she uses plain brocade, and her lady's rank is inferior to her, so she uses Guang Aya, and the other concubines use soft satin." ”

Zhao Wantong looked at this pile of cloth, and saw that this plain brocade was elegant but noble, and it was indeed like Chen Ajiao's style. She reached out again and stroked the silk, the surface of the fabric was soft and smooth, the pattern was clear, and the texture was light, compared to the soft satin material, which was a little worse.

"Auntie, do you think I said it clearly?" An Min saw that Zhao Wantong was silent, thinking that he had said something wrong.

"Huh? It's okay. She was relieved from the delicate cloth, "You said it very well. ”

This is a great help to her! The corners of Zhao Wantong's mouth rose, and his eyebrows and eyes condensed a smile.

This smile stunned Amin, and she was stunned: "My aunt is so beautiful!" ”

Zhao Wantong's smile froze, and he coughed lightly, "It's just two eyes and one mouth, no different from others." ”

Without waiting for Amin to say anything more, she continued, "I still have something to do here, so you can go back first." ”

"Then the slave and maid will retire first." Amin had no choice but to retreat and leave.

Zhao Wantong packed all kinds of cloths here, put needles and threads on wooden trays, took a few palace maids, and went to various palaces.

The palace concubines were full of joy when they received the new cloth, and they all wanted to sew exquisite purses by hand.

Zhao Wantong saw the smiling faces of these harem women, and he didn't know whether he was happy or worried.

The joy is that the cloth she sent can be as they want, and the worry is that there are many beauties in the emperor's harem, they are just one of the insignificant, for the high position, for the glory, in order to please the emperor, they do everything to put themselves in the dust.

And in order to survive, she is also doing it step by step, they are no different.

Zhao Wantong laughed at himself, causing the palace maid behind him to be surprised, "Auntie, but what happened?" ”

She looked back and chuckled, her eyes clear, "It's okay, let's go to the next palace." ”

She has gone from being a palace maid to becoming the manager of the embroidery room, and she has also experienced ups and downs, and nothing can defeat her!

Soon, they came to Shu Jieyu's residence, Pingle Palace.

Outside the hall, there are green trees and flowers, and there are large peach forests, a beautiful scene, but unfortunately she does not have much interest in appreciating.

The master of the temple had a holiday with her, and he did not like her, and he saw himself as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh!

Zhao Wantong secretly smiled bitterly outside the hall, secretly calmed down, and finally stepped into the hall.

When the clever little palace maid saw Zhao Wantong coming in, she hurriedly leaned over and saluted, and said with a smile: "If you are in charge, wait a minute, Jieyu will rest in the inner hall, and the slave maid will pass it on to you."

Zhao Wantong also responded with a smile: "I'm tired." The little palace maid walked quickly into the inner hall.

At this time, there was a "bang" sound of porcelain breaking inside, followed by the angry reprimand of the palace maid beside Shu Jieyu: "Eyeless dog thing, didn't you see Jieyu resting inside?" Who told you to bother! ”

The little palace maid couldn't stop crying and begging for mercy, the palace maid in the outer hall had her ears close to her nose, and her nose hung her head intimately and was silent, but Zhao Wantong's heart was clear, Shu Jieyu This refers to Sang scolding Huai, giving herself a horse?

After a while, Shu Jieyu walked out with the support of the palace maid beside her, and the beauty was splendid and beautiful, and she sat down on the embroidery, which was very pleasing to the eye.

She looked at Shu Jieyu, who was beautiful and compelling in front of her, and felt that she was like the beautiful snake "Medusa" in Western mythology, ready to give a fatal blow at any time.

"Yo, which gust of wind blew our Steward Zhao here?" Shu Jieyu picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Qixi Festival is coming, and I chose a piece of fabric for you in the embroidery room, and asked my mother to accept it." Zhao Wantong leaned over and saluted.

Shu Jieyu didn't call Zhao Wantong, she was still holding the teacup and tasting the tea slowly, and it took about a quarter of an hour for Shu Jieyu to put down the teacup in her hand.

Zhao Wantong's kneeling legs and feet were numb, and when she saw Shu Jieyu finally put down the teacup, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Get up, if you're in charge, you were thinking about things just now, and you forgot that you were still kneeling, look at my memory......" Shu Jieyu sneered.

After Zhao Wantong thanked him, he got up, and was about to find an excuse to say goodbye and leave, but he saw Shu Jieyu slowly open her mouth, "Steward Zhao, I have a purse, although it is not a precious thing, but it is expensive in terms of affection, when I was to get married, a close friend in the boudoir who had a good personal relationship gave it, but my palace maid was very careless, and when cleaning, the silk thread on it was broken. ”

Zhao Wantong's head was big for a while, this Shu Jieyu didn't plan to let herself go.

In a moment, a little palace maid brought up a delicate purse, and several long silk threads were indeed hooked out of the purse.

But a discerning person can see at a glance that the silk thread that has been hooked up is definitely not broken by accident, but seems to have been picked open by someone with ulterior motives.

Zhao Wantong took it helplessly, and smiled bitterly in his heart, with his own rotten embroiderer, it is impossible to sew it well, how can this be good?

Zhao Wantong's mind changed rapidly, like a surging wave, but his face was silent.

Suddenly, she had an idea, those silk threads can't be embroidered by herself, but they can be braided!

Zhao Wantong picked up the silk thread, took a large amount of it, and silently paid attention to it in his heart, his fingers flew, and everyone was dazzled.

After a while, a small Chinese knot fell on the purse, and the palace maid beside her was secretly surprised, and said in her heart: If you are in charge, you really have some ability.

Zhao Wantong also rejoiced in her heart, she was a doctor in her previous life, and she had the best surgical knot, and a small Chinese knot was no problem, but fortunately, she escaped today.

looked up at Shu Jieyu again, and saw her face pale, "Jieyu, are you still satisfied?" Zhao Wantong raised his eyebrows and asked.

Shu Jieyu kicked away, "Who wants this cheesy thing?" ”

"You!" Zhao Wantong felt that he had been quiet enough, and his purse was kicked to a corner and mixed with dust.

Shu Jieyu's face was arrogant, and she leaned down and picked up Zhao Wantong's chin: "Give me punishment!" ”

Zhao Wantong wanted to make a sound, but was covered by a huge force, and he couldn't even move. She had to stare at Shu Jieyu to see what she wanted to do.

After a while, I saw the slave and maid bring a plate. There was nothing in the plate from afar, but up close it was a few thin needles.

Shu Jieyu put down the teacup and picked up a silver needle from the plate. smiled at Zhao Wantong and said, "Xiuniang, you should be punished like this." ”

Shu Jieyu waved her hand, and the palace maids pressed Zhao Wantong even lower. The needle is afraid that it is going to enter the finger, this kind of pain Zhao Wantong can't bear it, but she didn't expect that to this day, she will also have the end of Zhu Gege.

Originally, the needle was already in front of me, but a soft female voice came from outside, "Stop." ”

Everyone looked up, and saw that the woman outside was dressed plainly in blue, and a peony was embroidered on it. There were three or four people behind her, and she had a small face and a delicate birth. Zhao Wantong watched from a distance, and was a little fascinated.

Shu Jieyu immediately bowed: "Queen Mother." ”

The Queen? Those who pressed Zhao Wantong also immediately let go and bowed together. Only Zhao Wantong was still stunned, was it ...... It turned out to be Chen Ajiao.

Chen Ajiao crossed them, walked up to Zhao Wantong and asked gently, "You, are you okay?" ”

Zhao Wantong shook his head, with mixed feelings in his heart. Because the person in front of her is the one she must get rid of. However, it made Zhao Wantong very strange.

Chen Ajiao looks so kind, Chen Ajiao in history is arrogant and domineering, and everyone in the harem also says the same.

Zhao Wantong stared at the person in front of her, her eyebrows and eyes were shallow, her smile was cute, and she was dressed plainly. After half a sound: "Back to the queen's mother, the slave is fine." ”

Chen Ajiao smiled slightly: "It's okay." She turned around and picked up Shu Jieyu, and patted the dust on Shu Jieyu's shoulder: "When your father entered the palace, he said that you were wild. It's time to converge and converge, otherwise the emperor won't like it! ”

After speaking, Chen Ajiao hooked Shu Jieyu's nose. Shu Jieyu was still arrogant, but in the face of Chen Ajiao, she was naïve and sullenly "oh".

Chen Ajiao patted her on the shoulder: "Go and apologize!" Shu Jieyu suddenly pouted: "Why! ”

Chen Ajiao pinched her face: "Because you punish others indiscriminately!" Shu Jieyu tilted her head: "No!" ”

Seeing this, Zhao Wantong stepped forward and said, "No need, Queen Mother." Chen Ajiao became serious: "Quick." ”

Shu Jieyu saw that Chen Ajiao was unhappy, so she had to say, "I'm sorry." ”